A/N: Thanks so much for all your wonderful thoughts!

Aww, I'm so glad you guys are enjoying this. And I'm also so touched by those of you who wish I were wordy right now, lol. Believe me, I wish I was being wordy right now too. But this is pretty fun as well. Hopefully, Muse will agree. ;)

100 words more! This will probably be it for tonight. :)

Most characters belong to S. Meyer. The rest belong to me. All mistakes are mine.


Chapter 3 - Awkward

I've misunderstood the definition of 'Awkward.'

It's guilt, regret, bewilderment and…and instant, deep longing. All comingled.

We exchange Awkward greetings, marked by eye avoidance, trailed-off sentences, and mumbling. And hair-raking by him.

Now that takes me back, painfully back to a weekend long ago when I gripped that hair hard.

"Edward, I…I didn't know you were coming."

"My sister had last-minute issues with her dress fitting. And I hit traffic. Sorry I'm late, Bella."

I reply with too-vehement head shaking. "It's fine."

He nods, jaw squared, still avoiding my eyes.

And still mumbling. "Come on. I'll take your luggage."

"Uhm…thanks."


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