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Just a pinch of nuttiness
Chapter 3
Fifteen Love
The next couple of weeks were very busy.
Not only did I find a new job as a caterer, but Alice got her new line of shoes out in stores and she is very excited. They're selling pretty quickly, because Alice obviously has a very vivid imagination when anything has to do with shoes or shopping. I sighed.
Rose is still at her job of being a makeup artist. I know that sounds kind of simple and boring for Rosalie, but she gets to put makeup on the biggest celebrities around. Not only has she met celebrities; she's helped them with tips on everything from – obviously - makeup, to family and friend troubles.
On the other hand, her job isn't the only thing that has kept her busy. For these past two weeks Rose has been spending every single moment of free time that she has with Emmett. I must say, he is a very funny person. In a stupid way.
However, this does not stop Rose. It's like they were made for each other. Every time we mention Emmett, Rosalie's face lights right up. They were soul mates. I remember once last week I asked her how she could fall in love so easily and so quick.
FlashbackI walked to the couch and plopped down while Rosalie had just hung up the phone from her three and a half hours of conversation with Emmett.
"I have a question." I suddenly asked. This has been in my mind all week.
"Yes?" Rose asked, snapping out of her dreaming, probably involving Emmett.
"Well, I was just wondering how you could fall in love so quickly. I mean, doesn't usually take a while for you or for anyone, for that matter, to love someone? Don't you have to get to know him better?" My one question suddenly sprouted other ones. I waited patiently for her answer.
"Well, Bella, I don't know where to start." Rosalie said.
"How about at the very beginning, at the salon." I prompted.
"Okay, sure." She grinned at the memory. "It all begun there." She started.
"When I looked at his face Bella, it just hit me. I loved this man. I knew nothing about him; I didn't even know his name. But once I looked at him, nothing mattered. No one else was there except me and him. We had an instant connection. It was weird for me; I had never felt this way before. But I suddenly knew that this man, this guy named Emmett, would be in my life. I needed him to be in my life."
She was about to continue when Alice abruptly joined in, wanting to hear more. Rose smiled coyly.
"Anyway, when we started talking, I then knew that this was official. I loved this man more than I had loved anyone in my life. It's like what they say, love at first sight. And when we kissed, it became that much more real. Bella, to answer your question, yes it did happen quickly, me loving him. But you just know Bella. When someone is your soul mate, you just know." She finished with a grin and got up gracefully to get to bed.
Alice and I stared at each other for a moment, pondering. Obviously, we were thinking about what Rosalie had said.
As Rose was about to walk in her room, she called over her shoulder. "Goodnight girls."
We called back, quietly. "Goodnight, Rose. Goodnight."
End of Flashback
It was then that it was clear: We weren't going to see Rosalie as much as we used to. But we were definitely happy for her.
However, I must admit, we are a little jealous. Well, at least, I am. I'm not sure about Alice. I just wish that I could find someone so special.
Interrupting my thoughts, Alice came in squealing, as usual.
"What are you excited about now, Al?" I asked with a yawn.
She glared at my un-enthusiasm.
"I was wondering, since we haven't been to the gym in a while…" She drifted off.
And I know why we haven't been.
The last time we went to the gym, we got in big trouble. Alice was fighting over who got to use the brand new treadmill with some girl, maybe about two years older. It got so bad that Alice pushed her and the girl got a bloody nose and a sprained wrist.
Alice didn't feel bad at all. She simply said: "She deserved it that little bit-" She stopped at that because I covered her mouth. There was no need to get in more trouble.
So, because of that, we weren't allowed back in for six weeks. We had to work out at home.
The problem with that is that we usually got lazy and/or tired. Consequently, we would give up, snuggle on the couch and watch a chick flick while eating out of a huge popcorn bowl. Sometimes it was ice cream. Depends on how we feel.
"Okay, continue." I said, realizing that Alice was still at my door, arms crossed, waiting for me to come back to reality.
"So I thought that we could go play tennis." She ended, relieved that she could finally say what she wanted. She let out a screech, which led me to groan.
"Oh, c'mon Bella! Look at it this way. If you're not good, there's a snack bar and a swimming pool. So, we could go swimming instead. It'll be fun, I promise!" She told me, expectant.
Fun for Alice usually meant torture for me.
"Can't you and Rose go? I bet she can play tennis." I asked, hopeful.
"Please, Bella. For me." She gave me the puppy dog pout.
Oh no, not that face.
She made it even bigger.
"Okay, OKAY! Fine! Stop with the face, your killing me here." I sighed.
What have I gotten myself into this time?
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As I threw my pajamas into the laundry hamper, I checked myself out in the full-length mirror.
I don't look too bad. I thought to myself.
Alice had bought me, out of my disagreement and her ignorance, a full on tennis playing suit.
I had the white pleated skirt and a blue top. My hair was pulled up into a messy bun and I had on a headband and wristbands.
She even bought me a blue racket, obviously expecting me to play tennis more often. Like that's going to happen.
Also, since there was a swimming pool, I put on the only bathing suit I had. One that Alice had bought me during the summer. It was a royal blue bikini with a red flower detailing the top half. At least it was concealed under my clothes. I was grateful for the tennis outfit, for one reason.
Anyway, I walked out into the hall, putting my new white tennis shoes on. I glanced at Alice and Rosalie, who surprisingly had enough time to go with us. She informed Alice and I that her date with Emmett was tonight. Oh god.
They looked really good. Sometimes I felt as if they were too pretty to be my friends. When I would bring it up they would backhand me and say: "Bella, you don't know how pretty you really are." I would reply with a "Yeah, right."
They knew I was sensitive about my looks and about guys. I haven't dated in a year, and when I did go on a blind date, they were always geeks and weird people. This would bring my self-esteem down even more. I mean, is that all I attracted? Nerds?
As I shook my head to get these thoughts out, we were making our way to the car.
Rose came up to me. "Did you know that hypochondriac is a thirteen-letter word?"
"Uhm, no." I said.
"Well now you know." She replied happily.
That was random.
"So, Alice, how are the sales?" Rose asked, once inside my truck.
We all knew that it was about her shoe line.
"Oh my gosh they are fantastic! I can't believe everyone liked them so much. I was really excited two days ago when my assistant told me that Belgium, yes the country, asked if they could sell my line in their country. I was like OMG! It was so freakin'…AH! Words can't describe."
Do you see how excited she gets by shoes? I shook my head once more, for a different reason.
"So, Bella, how's work?" Rosalie asked me, after her and Alice were done gushing about how cute the llamas are in Belgium. They had a fight about which llamas are cuter. Alice said white, while Rosalie said brown. This started a war.
It will probably go on for days, but they decided to drop it since I made a rule about no fighting or speaking about stupid things in my car. They asked if this applied to the rules, and I said a definite yes. They pouted.
"We'll continue this tonight." Alice whispered under her breath, to Rosalie.
She heard it.
"I wasn't talking to you, miss llama racist." She retorted.
"How the hell am I a llama racist? I like each and every one, I just think the white ones are cuter."
"Psh, yeah whatever. That's what you say." Rosalie snapped.
"ENOUGH!" I screamed. "You're breaking the rules again! Next time either of you speak about llamas I will kick you out of this car and make you walk." I shouted.
They shut up and stared at me with wide eyes.
"Okay, about your question, Rose. Work is going great for once. I love this job, and the company's doing well. Thanks for asking." I said happily.
She smiled warmly to me.
All of a sudden, as I was parking in the lot, Alice said something very unnecessary.
"Well, Rose, since we can't talk about llamas, why don't we talk about emus?"
"OH MY GOD emus are so not better then ostriches." Rosalie declared.
"Ya right!" Alice emphasized her words. "Not only are they better, they pwn ostriches. Like seriously, pwnage complete. And you know it." Alice uttered.
This started a whole new fight. I sighed. It was never going to end.
So, I simply slammed my door and walked toward the trunk, taking out my racket and heading for the court.
"Wait for us!" They called. I ignored them. I heard them rushing and a loud cussing when Rose stepped on Al's foot. I laughed.
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Alice decided to head to the pool while Rosalie and I wanted to play tennis.
This doesn't look too bad, I thought to myself.
I tried a couple of hits and was actually surprised that they went over the net.
Of course, Rose was much better but she said I was doing great for my first time. I agreed.
I tripped, obviously, a couple of times. It wasn't horrible though, like I expected it to be.
A few games later, Rose was winning fifteen-love. Which means, fifteen to zero. I hadn't scored any points but my hits were either over the net or into it. However, I was having fun so it really didn't matter.
Rosalie decided to take a break and go get a couple of ice cream cones from the snack bar.
I glance over to the pool and saw Alice talking, or flirting, with the lifeguard. He was cute, but I don't think I would've liked him. He and Alice seemed to be getting along pretty well from where I was watching.
Not another one, I thought. I'm going to end up being the one who has to stay at home while they double date. Great-t.
While Rose was gone I decided to practice my serve.
When I hit the ball, it flew over the fence and into the forest that surrounded the corner of the court. I groaned. I really didn't feel like going into bushes trying to look for a ball, in a skirt.
Oh well. I have to, if I want to continue playing. Which, unexpectedly, I did. I was enjoying this.
Off I went, disappearing into a thick bush where I thought I saw the ball land.
Hopefully it landed there.
As I was bending down, my hands scraped from the branches, I heard a low chuckle behind me that sounded so amazing that I snapped my head around.
Behind me was the most beautiful creature that has ever walked this planet.
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I stared at him. Rude, yes, but I couldn't help it. He looked astounding in a white tennis shirt that was just tight enough for you to see his perfect sculpted body underneath.
But that wasn't what I was looking at.
Thatface…
He had the most striking green eyes that I had ever seen. They twinkled perfectly in the sun. Not to mention his perfectly messy, odd-bronze colored hair that complimented his face features, which were stunning, so flawlessly that I could hardly breathe.
Who was this gorgeous man?
As if hearing my thoughts, he said something.
"Hello. My name is Edward." He said.
I could barely make out what he uttered because I was so absorbed in his velvety and seductive voice.
How can someone sound so appealing? Not only was his body and face sexy, his voice was even sexier.
Oh my god…
I couldn't say anything while I continued to stare open-mouthed at this attractive yet elegant man named Edward.
This caused him to laugh quietly to himself and he muttered what I thought was "adorable". Why would he say that?
"Were you looking for this?" He said, while showing me the pink tennis ball that Rose and I played with.
"Uhm…uh…" I stammered.
"Yes?" He said, obviously amused by my nervousness.
"Yes. That is my ball. Thanks for finding it." I found my voice, trying to sound seductive but I probably sounded ridiculous.
He laughed while he handed me the ball. I grabbed it quickly. I knew that I sounded like an idiot.
Okay, get yourself together. You are Bella Swan. You can do this. Just be confident. It's only a guy, I thought to myself.
Only the best-looking guy you've ever met, that annoying part of my head muttered.
Be quiet, I told it.
I took a deep breath. Rapidly, I grasped that Edward was still in front of me, waiting.
"Would you like a hand?" He asked, very politely.
"Why yes, thank you." I mimicked his politeness, which sent him into another round of laughs.
His laugh was the most comforting and soothing sound in the world.
Edward is so perfect…
I realized that when he helped me up he didn't let go of my hand. When I glanced up at him with my eyebrow arched, he gave me the most breath-taking, adorable crooked smile. My eyes glazed over.
I think I now knew and felt what Rosalie did when she first saw Emmett.
It was love at first sight. And I could only wish that Edward would think the same.
I doubt it; he was so out of my league.
I knew this, but I didn't let myself perceive it. I had to be confident.
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"So…" I started.
He interrupted. "Sorry to interrupt," he said, "but I was wondering if you could tell me your name?" he asked.
I am SUCH an idiot.
I didn't even tell him my name!
"My name is Isabella, but I prefer to be called Bella" I said, awkwardly. Why am I so weird?
"Bella…" he murmured discreetly. "That's a beautiful name."
I blushed.
He stroked his hand across my cheek, which made me blush deeper.
He chuckled. "You blush such a lovely color…" he said.
"Uhm, am I supposed to say thanks? See, I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not." I said quickly. Ugh.
This made him chuckle. "Yes, that is a very good thing. Thanks would be fine."
"Well thanks, then." I grinned. I was getting more confident. I decided to give him a compliment.
"You have stunning green eyes." I blabbed. I covered my hand with my mouth. I was so stupid. That was kind of straightforward.
And, of course, he chortled. "Thanks." He grinned. "Yours are not bad, either." He smiled wider, revealing his amazing white teeth.
As we were walking, he asked: "Do you want to go have lunch at the snack bar?"
"Sure." I grinned. He smiled back.
We had this instant connection. I don't know how, but I felt so safe with him.
"What would you like?" He questioned me.
"Um, I guess I'll have a cheeseburger." He eyed me playfully, as if saying, you are a girl and you're having a cheeseburger?
I nodded to him and he just smirked. "Make that two burgers and two Cokes." He said.
"Is that all?" The girl at the stand asked us. She was obviously using blatant flirt moves. Batting her eyelashes, looking straight at him. It was kind of pathetic but hilarious at the same time.
"Yes." Edward simply said. He wasn't looking at her thought, the pretty blond. He was looking at me.
I blushed, again. He grinned.
We strolled to a table that viewed the forest and it's natural beauty. It gave us a little shade and some privacy.
"How did you know I liked coke?" I asked, intrigued.
He just shrugged. "You seem like a Coke kind of girl." He smiled and the sun shone right off of his teeth.
His face suddenly softened and became serious at the same time.
"Your skin looks lovely with that shade of blue." He said, very seductively, unintentionally I guessed.
I mumbled a thank you. How could he think of me this way? I'm just plain, simple Bella.
Not to him, I thought. This is your first love.
Impossible! I had only met him about an hour ago!
But then it hit me what Rose said that night.
It didn't matter how long you've known him. When you meet your soul mate, you know. You just know.
And I definitely knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Edward.
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While I was eating, he bombarded me with questions about my life, which I answered very easily.
It was so easy to talk to him!
Likewise, I asked him about his life. He said he lived with his two best friends, much like I did, which was odd. He lived with his two parents, when he was younger, in Chicago. He just recently moved to Seattle.
I suddenly realized we lived in the same town.
"So you live in Seattle?" I said.
"Mhm…" He responded, taking a sip of his coke.
"So do I!" I exclaimed. He smirked.
"Isn't that something?" He said, obviously teasing me.
"Yeah…" I mumbled. I thought he was going to ask me something…
I was caught off guard.
"So, if we live in the same town, would you like to go spend dinner with me? How about Friday at 7 o'clock." He said confidently.
"Well, I have to see if I'm busy…" I told him. His face took on a look of panic.
"Kidding!" I joked. "I would love to."
"Hey look!" I said. "Buttered biscuit!" There was one on the floor. I loved those.
"Buttered biscuit?" Edward replied, and looked at me like I was crazy.
"They provide for everything we need!" the lifeguard said, with Alice's arms wrapped up around his waist.
"Just like girls!" Emmett suddenly strolled up with Rosalie on his arm.
What was going on here?
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