A.N. Hope you like it!

I got the same bus as yesterday, Belle still at my side. As soon as I got off I was heading in the direction that I thought was the exit of the bus station, but Belle tugged in the other direction. I walked after her, pulling on her lead for her to turn the other direction. She stopped and I took another step forward and suddenly I bumped into someone and smelled their sweet scent close up to me.

''Hi, you're really enthusiastic to meet me again aren't you?'' he joked and pulled me into a warm embrace. My heart started to beat faster.

''You look amazing Rose,'' he spoke, pulling away to look at me again. I smiled widely and blushed profusely.

''Thanks, I wasn't expecting to see you here, I was going to meet you at the restaurant.''

''I didn't think you were allowed dogs in restaurants,'' he explained. He wrapped his hand around my free one. ''You can leave Belle outside, but how would you have possibly found me inside?'' he asked. Now my idea had seemed stupid, how could I have possibly have seen him? I blushed again.

We walked slowly, Belle seemed to have taking a liking to him, I could hear her behind us tagging along at the bottom of our feet which is weird for her, normally she shows me the way in front.

I felt the scenery change as we walked on. The air felt different, warmer as we came into a more crowded place. I could hear people talking loudly; I smelt strong coffee from some café near by.

A gentle, welcoming voice said: 'Welcome to our restaurant' with an Italian accent. Seth squeezed my hand twice and pulled me into a building. I knew he was pointing the waiter to Belle, to tell him to look after her in some way.

''A table for two?'' asked the waiter.

''Yes please,'' replied Seth, I was glad he did answered because I was too nervous right now.

We walked over and I heard the dragging noise as the chair was pulled out for me, though I wasn't sure who by. I sat down and landed perfectly on top of it. I heard him take a chair for himself. I heard laughter to my right. The air in here was comfortable and homey; I could tell people were enjoying themselves here. Children were laughing at something; compliments to the chef were being passed through into the kitchen. It seemed like the perfect setting for a first date.

''So, what are you thinking of getting?'' I asked. I had known he was looking down at the menu.

''Mm... Dunno yet. They all sound great to me,'' he laughed as he answered me. ''What are you thinking of getting? I could read out the whole menu for you if you wanted.'' I was touched by his offer, how kind. I knew most would probably dump me for the strain of having to so this all the time.

''Well, it's an Italian restaurant, right? I'll have my favourite- lasagne.'' I felt his gradient smile from behind eyes that couldn't see- it was so beautiful. I smiled back. I didn't want to have to bother. I was in a relationship, one that was important to me, that I would do anything not to loose, or anything to become closer.

We started a conversation on music- one of my favourite subjects. I don't really have a favourite genre, I like most of them, listening to music defiantly is my one of my favourite hobbies, because it's all about what you hear and feel because of it. You can loose yourself in another world because of music. It's not something you do with your eyes.

The waiter arrived with the food. It smelled great; I found my knife and fork and moved them around the plate until I hit something soft and squishy. It went down quickly.

Then as I put the last few pieces of the mouth-watering lasagne in my mouth we moved on to more personal things, like our jobs, and hopes for the future. He said he was a photographer.

''So do you get a lot of clients?'' I asked, when he had told me about his job in photography.

''Yeh, I'm employed by a magazine and I do a lot of weddings around here. It's really great actually, I get to travel a lot.''

''Oh- where have you been?'' His job sounded really enjoyable the way he described it. If I could see- I might have considered photography, and Seth talked about it with such passion.

''Eh, I've been to California, Texas, Alaska, Germany and Ireland. All apart from Ireland for weddings, I went there for a magazine article on rainy places. '' He laughed, ''It rained heavily everyday I was there.''

I laughed too. ''I suppose going to all those wedding were fun. Have you ever done any celebrities or anything?'' I asked.

''Well... I did photograph Zooey Deschanel and Ben Gibbard's wedding,''

''...Who? I've heard of one of them, but I'm not sure where. ''

''From 500 Days of summer. They had their wedding just outside of Seattle last September so it was pretty close.''

''You get around a bit. Sounds like an amazing job!''I smiled warmly.

''Yes, I love it.'' I heard him pause to put his knife and fork together on the plate. What are you going to be?''

''I just graduated from high school in June and I really have no idea what I'm going to do. I really don't.'' I paused to laugh at my naivety. ''I think I might want to be a... translator. I love languages, and I'm kind of fluent in French.''

''Fluent in French? Wow. I only know some Quileute that's all.''

''Quileute is such an amazing language! '' I said enthusiastically. I'd heard it was dying out, but when I heard this guy talk in it I thought it sounded like such homey, traditional languages, I like that kind of thing.

We continued talking about various things. It was great- conversation just flowed. There were no awkward moments at all, like I'd hoped. I thought about everything he had told me about himself and what he had said yesterday. He was a Quileute and guessed what he would probably. He was sweet so I always guess that personality traits come across in their faces. I thought about the more intimate things he had told me about himself... what was it that he had said yesterday? There was something he wanted to tell me. I went over out conversation in my head. Yes, he was going to tell me something then he distracted me and moved on before he spoke it. I decided that better now than never, plus all this thinking about made me so curious I was on the edge of my seat.

''So, what was that thing you wanted to tell me yesterday?'' I asked. He took a while to think about before saying:

''What?'' He inquired cluelessly. He paused for a while ''Hey did you know that wolves have one more pair of chromosomes than dogs?''

''What? Nope!'

I could tell he was just trying hard to distract me, but I love love love dogs and this seemed like an interesting topic. I listened intently as he told me more about his favourite animal.

Soon enough, the date had ended. I really didn't want it to. It was so perfect.

Seth helped my up from my chair, and helped my put on my coat and got my bag, like a servant would have done for their Queen.

I thanked him. He decided to move on in our relationship by putting his warm hand around my waist. I leaned in closer to him as we walked.

Belle was untied, and didn't make a noise the whole time, which I was very thankful of.

Laughing as we went, I'm sure we would've looked like we'd been going out for ages. I liked the thought of that.

We arrived to the familiar smell of the bus station.

We stopped in the middle of the pavement. Seth started to be daring and he placed his hand around the back of my head, and pulled me closer to him.

'Want to go out again sometime?' he asked me softly.

'Want my number?' I replied.

'Yes, actually.' I felt him search for something to write it on. When he was still again, I imagined with pen poised, I began to tell him my phone number.

'Thanks.'

'Anytime.'

I leaned in and passionately kissed him. I felt the stares, I knew we were in a public place, but I didn't care. His lips were softer and warmer than I had remembered. I wanted it to last forever. But I heard the sound of the bus's engine zoom past me, and come to a stop. I heard the water splash out as it came to a halt.

Belle started barking, I had to lift me arms from around his neck. When I stopped kissing his lips he kissed my hand. I used all my strength to walk away from him, waving goodbye, in the direction I knew he was.

'Bye...' He called.

'See you soon!' I promised. I just knew I had to.

I sat down in the seat Belle seemed to have taken a liking to, and patted her warm furry head as she laid it in a comfortable position on my lap.

I then remembered; I had still forgotten to ask him what it was he wanted to tell me again. He's so good at distracting me; I felt my cheeks flourish with colour once again.

When would we see each other soon so I could find out what it was?

OK thank you! 3 I start school again tomorrow & I might not get to update for... a while. Reviews and other things do encourage me to write faster though- so please do! ;D