Prologue
I was quiet as I walked with Bella to class, we were alone she could ask me now. I kept waiting for her to do it, but she stayed as quiet as I was with a slight frown on her perfect face. Maybe I should ask her? Is that what she was waiting for? Yes, that must be it. We reached the classroom and I held the door open for her. She sat down next to Edward and I grimaced. What if she had asked Edward? They didn't even talk though so I wasn't worried. I perched on the edge of her desk, as always, and tried to figure out how to breach the subject without sounding like an idiot. Here goes nothing.
"So," I started and then looked at the floor quickly. "Jessica asked me to the spring dance." God, could it have come out any more awkward. I could feel my face heating up.
"That's great." She seemed enthusiastic, not a good sign. "You'll have a lot of fun with Jessica." Not really. I'd have a better time with you. But of course I didn't say that.
"Well…" I didn't know what to say. At all. She was smiling. Why? Didn't she want to go out with me? I thought she did. I tried again. "I told her I had to think about it." Now you can smile. And tell me you're glad I did. Come on, ask me, ask me. She didn't.
"Why would you do that?" Her tone was disapproving. My face was no longer hinting at being red. It was full out beet red.
"I was wondering if… well, if you might be planning to ask me." I looked down.