The Date

The week flew by, and just like that, it was Friday. I was so excited! I think I know how Alice feels now. Alice and Rose would be coming over to give me a makeover later. Yuck. But, I guess it's worth it if it's for Edward. Speaking of Edward, there he is now. "Hey, Bella." I will never get over how perfect he is. "Hey, Edward."

"You excited for tonight?"

"Yeah…except for the part where Alice and Rose will come over and give me a makeover. Maybe they'll be able to make me look like someone who deserves to stand next to you." I mumbled the last part, so Edward wouldn't be able to hear me, but I guess he did.

"What?! Bella! Don't you dare say that again!" He took my face in his hands gently and made me look at him. His green eyes smoldered into mine. "You're beyond beautiful. And charming, and smart, and kind."

"But I'm boring. And plain."

"Bella. Look at me. You're not plain and boring. Do I have to repeat myself? You're beautiful and amazing. You have the best personality—charming, amazing, generous, smart, funny, kind. And…again…you're beautiful. You have the most endless eyes that I could look into forever. You're hair is a lush brown and your lips…" he trailed off. Edward looked at me, and then looked back down at my lips. He started to lean forward and my heart rate increased. Our lips were only millimeters away…

"BELLA!" Great. Alice. That little pixie has the best timing. "Bella? There you are. C'mon, we gotta get home. MAKEOVER TIME!"

"Awww…Alice, do I have to get a makeover?"

"Oh c'mon, Bella," she whined, "I already picked out your outfit and everything!"

"WHAT? This outfit better not show more skin than necessary."

"All in good time, Bella. You will see the outfit when we get home."

"Say goodbye to your lover. We gotta go! We only have 4 hours before you're gonna see Edward again."

"Alright, alright. Bye, Edward."

"See ya later, Bella." I was about to turn around to leave, but Edward pulled me into a hug and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Alice was already in her car and was getting impatient, so she honked her horn. "C'MON, BELLA! I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY! WE GOTTA GET GOING!" she yelled across the school parking lot. "Guess you have to go now," Edward chuckled. He gave me another quick peck on the cheek. "Bye, Bella. I'll pick you up at 7:00 sharp."

Once we got to my house, Alice shoved me into the bathroom and told me to take a shower. I decided that I would take a long, relaxing shower so that she wouldn't be able to dress me up too much. I was about 20 minutes into my shower when I heard someone knocking forcefully on the bathroom door. "BELLA! YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES TO FINISH SHOWERING OR ELSE I'M GONNA KNOCK THIS DOOR DOWN AND TAKE YOU OUT WHETHER YOU'RE DONE OR NOT!" I knew I had to finish quickly, so I rinsed my favorite shampoo—freesias and strawberries—out of my hair, and started drying myself with a towel. I changed into sweats and a t-shirt—if Alice was giving me a makeover and making me get all dressed up, the least she could do was to let me wear my sweats for the time being.

I stepped out of the bathroom, walked into my room and stopped in shock. My room was covered in hair products and make up. They were everywhere—on the floor, on my bed, anywhere where there was room to put whatever. And Alice was standing there with an evil smile on her face rubbing her hands together. "It's about time. We only have a little more than 3 hours left!" She shoved me onto a chair and started attacking my hair. "Oh, by the way, Rose isn't coming over anymore. She has a date with Emmet." After Alice finished with my hair, she started attacking my face. Thankfully, she didn't put a lot of makeup on me. When she was done, it was about 6:15 pm. "AAAAHHHH! WE ONLY HAVE 45 MINUTES UNTIL EDWARD GETS HERE! HURRY UP AND PUT THIS ON!" She got together all of her makeup and such and ran out of my room. I lay my outfit on my bed. It was simple—black skinny jeans, a dark blue blouse that was modest enough for me, and dark blue ballet flats. I put the outfit on carefully, trying not to ruin Alice's work. Once I was done, I stepped out of my room, and went to go look for Alice. She was at the foot of the stairs waiting for me with a satisfied look on her face. I just then realized that I didn't even know what I looked like. I ran to the bathroom and what I saw shocked me. Was that me? In the mirror? Alice had done an amazing job. My hair was wavy. The makeup she put on was very light, but it brought out the color of my eyes. The outfit made me look prettier than I normally was and the dark blue blouse matched well with my pale skin. I ran out of the bathroom and down the stairs straight towards Alice—thankfully, I didn't trip. I gave her a huge hug and thanked her a million times. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"You're quite welcome, Bella. Now, I need to get out of here before Edward comes. I'll be here tomorrow and you better tell me everything about the date. Bye, Bella! Have fun! And don't do anything Emmet wouldn't do," she smirked.

A few minutes after Alice left, the doorbell rang. I ran to the door and tripped, of course. Once I made it to the door, I couldn't open the door right away, but after multiple tries, I finally got it open. There he was—dressed to perfection. Edward was wearing blue jeans and a green shirt that emphasized the color of his hair and eyes. It clung to his body and made his muscles more noticeable. "Hello, beautiful," he greeted and gave me a peck on the cheek. I blushed. "Hi, Edward."

"You look gorgeous."

"Thanks." My face was probably as red as a tomato right now.

"Ready to go?"

"Yeah. And where are we going?"

"You'll see. It's a surprise." He took my hand and led me to his car—a silver Volvo. He opened the door for me—what a gentleman—helped me inside, shut the door, and glided over to the driver's side of the car. Once he got in, he looked at me and smiled. Edward's eyes were filled with excitement and nervousness. He began to drive and after a while, I recognized the street signs and places. "We're going to Port Angeles?"

"Yup."

"Where will we be going in Port Angeles?"

"Not gonna tell you. It's a surprise remember?" After another few minutes of driving, we pulled up to a restaurant called La Bella Italia. The hostess completely ignored me and flirted with Edward. She winked at him when she sat us at our table. The waitress was even worse. Her name was Amber, and she kept talking to Edward. She kept saying, "Are you sure you don't want anything else?" and "Is that all you want?" It got kind of annoying after a while. But after she finally got the hint that Edward wasn't interested in her, she left us alone. Dinner was amazing. Edward was everything and more. I felt so comfortable around him, and even when I made a fool out of myself, he always knew how to make me forget what embarrassing thing I did.

Edward drove me back home. The porch light and living room light were still on, but the window of Charlie's bedroom was off—that meant that he was either asleep or watching television. I hope he's sleeping. "Bella?"

"Hmmm? Oh. Sorry, Edward. I was just thinking."

"About what?"

"Whether Charlie's awake or not," I laughed. He laughed along with me. "Well, thanks for tonight, Edward. I enjoyed it," I smiled.

"You're very welcome, Bella. And I also enjoyed tonight. Do you think…would you like to go out with me again sometime?"

"I would like that very much."

"Great. Can I drop by tomorrow sometime in the afternoon?"

"Sure. Charlie will be fishing with Billy tomorrow. Bye, Edward." I was about to get out of the car when Edward pulled me back and kissed me—it was just a short kiss, but it got me blushing and my heart was fluttering like a hummingbird's wings. He chuckled as he pulled away. "C'mon. I'll walk you to the door." We walked hand in hand to the front door of my house. "Goodnight, Edward."

"Goodnight, love." He kissed me once more and walked back to his car. I stepped inside the house once he drove away. "Love"…he called me "love."

Unfortunately, Charlie was still up watching TV. Now I would have to answer his questions about where I was and who I was with. I should've told him that I was going out with Edward before. "Bella?"

"Yeah, Dad?"

"Where have you been?"

"Oh…ummm…I was on a date with Edward Cullen."

"You mean the guy who just moved here?"

"Yeah."

"Oh. I heard that his father was a doctor. Nice man."

"Yeah…alright. I'm tired. I'm gonna go to bed. Night, Dad," I said quickly.

"Night, Bells."

I changed into my pajamas and lay down on my bed thinking about today's events. I fell asleep thinking about Edward Cullen.