AN: Sorry. It took longer than I expected to get this chapter out. Because of all the mandatory evacuations due to the flooding, finals were moved up a week and 2 days. On top of that, THEY ARE ALL ON THE SAME DAY! I have spent the last 3 days cramming for 7 finals. I don't know why the students who have to leave couldn't take their tests early and the rest of us take them on scheduled days. Oh well, it doesn't matter now.

I do not own Twilight. I wish I did. I do own the plot though, so please don't copy it. I had someone do that to me on another website. I didn't even know until she was putting up the last chapter a week after I uploaded mine. It was basically the same story. The only thing that was changed was the names. One of my loyal readers emailed me when she saw this.

Chapter 2

EPOV

I drove away from the house with the beautiful Bella in my head. She was in every thought as I drove to the store. I quickly picked up a few frozen pizzas to make for lunch. Bella danced through my head as I walked to a register.

The cashier smiled widely at me, "So, Sugar, where are you from?"

"Excuse me?" I asked confused.

"Pardon me, boy," she said still smiling, "I am Ms. Patty. I make it my business to know everyone from 'round here. I don't recognize you, and you definitely have a face to remember."

I smiled at her, "I am Edward. I just moved here from New York." She smiled, "Well, welcome to Forks, Edward. If you need anything, look me up. I know just about everything about this town."

I nodded, "Then, you should be able to help me find a flower shop around here." She nodded, "Go down that aisle right there. On the back wall there will be a cooler. I can check them out here. We can pick an arrangement and Paul, the delivery boy, will deliver them."

I nodded, but before I could turn away she stopped me, "Do you mind me asking who the girl is? The one you buying flowers for? I might be able to help you pick the right ones."

"Her name is Bella. I don't know her last name. She has brown hair and brown eyes. Her truck had broken down by my road and I gave her a ride home. She pointed out things around town I would need to know like where this store was," I said before really thinking.

Ms. Patty was smiling again, "You must mean Bella Swan. She is a sweet girl, but don't get her mad. She is a firecracker when she wants to be. Come on, I'll help you pick an arrangement for her. I know her well."

I followed her to the cooler and held everything she handed me. She pulled out a vase and led me to a table sitting by the end of the cooler. I watched as she filled the vase and arranged the flowers. She tied a white silk ribbon around the vase and handed me a card, "Write your message to her."

I looked at her confused, "I don't know what to say." She sighed, "Do you have plans tonight?" I shook my head and she smiled, "Good, you are going to write: I'll be waiting outside at 6. You pick the place. We'll have dinner or something. –Edward. They you will be waiting outside her house at 6."

I nodded and smiled, "Thank you so much. I couldn't have done this without you." She smiled, "It was no trouble, dear. I have one more lesson for you. Honeysuckles are her favorite flower," she said pointing to the small whitish pink flowers, "but, azaleas are a close second. She prefers white roses to red and silver to gold. Her favorite color changes almost daily, and so does her song. Good luck, Edward."

I smiled and turned away but quickly looked back, "How much do I owe for the flowers?"

She laughed, "It is on the house, now go get ready. You only have 3 hours."

I nodded and left.

BPOV

It was a quarter to 4 when we got home with my new car. The truck was sitting in the driveway next to my uncle's tow truck. I was glad he was able to get it back without trouble. He looked up as I pulled up. He let at a whistle at the car as I pulled into the empty slot in the garage, "I see old Sam finally parted with it."

I nodded smiling at him, "Yeah, but I didn't want to have to drive it around too much before it was paid for, but the truck died on me." I frowned playfully as my mom pulled her car into the garage. I faked a sigh, "If only I had an awesome mechanic uncle who loved me very much to fix it for me."

He laughed, "Well, Bells, I kinda already fixed it. Didn't know you had a car, so I figured you would need it done asap. Wasn't hard. The battery cables just came loose."

I ran into his arms, "I love you so much, Uncle Phil. What would I do without you? You are awesome!"

He laughed, "I know I am. You can always repay me with one of those apple pies you make. You know the ones that Grandma Nettie taught you to make?"

I nodded, "I'll bring them to you tomorrow."

He nodded and left. I went into the house and walked into the kitchen where my mom, Renee, was cooking. My thoughts turned to Edward. She looked at me and smiled, "I know that expression. You met a boy."

Before I could respond, there was a knock at the door. I went to answer it before my sister, Lily, could get there. She beat me there. Lily was 14, but thought she was 20. She had a serious attitude problem. She pulled open the door and rudely asked, "What do you want?"

I recognized the Guilbeaux's Grocery delivery boy, Paul. He was holding a vase of flowers. He spoke, "I have a delivery for Bella Swan." Lily rolled her eyes in her bratty way, "Who would send Bella flowers? She is a nobody, a nerd."

I sighed and smiled at Paul, "Hi, Paul, ignore her. Are you sure those are for me?"

He nodded and handed me a clipboard to sign. I handed it back and took the flowers. I brought them into the kitchen and set them on the counter. My mom came over, "Those must be from the boy that's got you smiling."

"I haven't read the card," I said smiling. She looked at me in shock, "Well, girl, what are you waitin' for. Read it!"

I opened the card. I'll be waiting outside at 6. You pick the place. We'll have dinner or something. –Edward

My breath hitched, "He'll be here at six. I have to pick the place. Oh my God, Mom, where am I going to take him? What am I going to wear? What am I going to do? I only have 2 hours!"

"Calm down, Bella. I have an idea," my mom said to my surprise. We didn't really get along. We usually got into a fight every day. Most of them where minor, but some ended with me leaving the house. They were almost all about how she treated Lily better than she treated me. This wasn't an exaggeration. My dad even brought it up to her once. Lily was the daughter she always wanted. She had bright blond curls and blue eyes like my mom. She was the beauty queen, gymnast, dancer, and cheerleader. Everything my mom wanted for me, but I was too clumsy to excel at. Renee lived vicariously through Lily.

I almost expected her not to let me go. We hadn't had our fight yet today. We haven't had a fightless day in almost 4 months, since my dad left for work. "What do you have in mind, Mom?"

"You are going to take him on a picnic somewhere. You will start some fried chicken and homemade potato chips. I will finish them up when it's time for you to get dressed. Do a salad too, or maybe some cookies. I'm gonna go dig up the picnic basket. There is some fresh squeezed lemonade in the fridge and a few thermoses in the cabinet." She left the room smiling.

My head was spinning. Where am I going to take him for the picnic? We could go into one of the back fields on our property. Then, a brilliant idea hit me. I set to work on the chicken and chips. Everything was just coming out of the grease when Mom walked in. She began fixing a salad while I packed the rest of the food into containers. I was just putting the cookies into a bowl when she shooed me off to get dressed.

I decided on a pair of light wash blue jeans. I put on a white cami-undershirt with my favorite midnight blue and white plaid button up shirt. I left it unbuttoned but tied it into a knot half way up my stomach like Angela, my best friend, taught me. I slipped on my tennis shoes and walked down the stairs.

I went to the garage where Daddy hid the things he didn't want Mom to give to Lily to mess with. He told me I could use them if I called him first. I sent him a text asking for permission and he replied yes. I grabbed the keys and papers I need from the lock box then hid it back under the vent.

It was 5 minutes to 6 when I walked back into the kitchen. Renee had the basket packed and a small picnic blanket folded neatly on top. She looked me over, "Be home by 11."

I nodded. Just then there was a knock at the door. I smiled, grabbed the basket slipped the papers and keys I had been hiding behind my back into my purse when she turned to her dishes. I opened the door and smiled.

AN: So, what do you think? Thanks to anyone who reviewed. Thanks to all those who read it. The date is in the next chapter.