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When I woke up in the morning, I bounced out of bed. I wanted to see Edward. Though I still had a lot of homework I needed to do, I was glad I was taking a morning to myself...well, sort of too myself. I usually told Alice that I would hang out with her (go shopping, lunch, whatever) as long as it was after noon. That way I would be able to do some homework.

"Isabella Swan!"ﾝ Alice yelled at me when I stumbled into the hallway outside of my room. "Hurry up and take a shower. We have to leave in a half an hour!"ﾝ

Confused, I looked at my alarm clock. I hadn't realized I had slept in until ten or why my alarm didn't go off in the first place. I took a short shower, long enough to wash my hair with my strawberry shampoo and wash my body with freesia body wash. After I was reasonably clean, I hopped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself. "I put your outfit on your bed,"ﾝ Alice informed me when I walked out of the bathroom.

In my room, I looked at my bed and saw what Alice thought of as an outfit. Generally, we didn't agree on what was appropriate and not appropriate. I smiled. She was letting me wear tan slacks! She never lets me wear tan slacks! True, they are more girly then I would normally wear, but they are pants! I held up the shirt she laid out and grimaced. It was a dark blue halter-top. How was I supposed to get around Portland in the spring (very, very rainy) in just a halter? Plus, no bra. Just underwear. Wonderful. Just wonderful. Since she put ballet flats on the floor next to my bed, I didn't need socks. "Mary Alice! I can't go out in just a halter!"ﾝ I yelled.

"Don't worry. I have the perfect coat for you if you ever get out of your room and at least somewhat blow dry your hair,"ﾝ she yelled back.

I threw my clothes on, ran into the bathroom again and spent five minutes blow-drying my hair. I grabbed the little bit of make-up that I owned and put it on the counter. I didn't want to go too over the top, but I knew if Alice saw me without make up she would put more on me than I liked. Finally, I was putting my make up away and I was grabbing a necklace out of my jewelry drawer and walked into the living room.

"It's about time!"ﾝ Alice said, as she handed me a jean jacket. "You look very nice. Good thing you put on make-up, otherwise we would have been late."ﾝ

"I just didn't want you to put it on me," I responded. "You look pretty good yourself, Alice."ﾝ She smiled at me. She did. She was wearing a black skirt and a pink tank top with a black coat. I grabbed my keys off of the kitchen table. "Let's go. It'll take us a bit to get there in the truck."

"You will scare every boy away very, very quickly if we show up in your truck," Alice stated. I just rolled my eyes. "I am driving and we are taking my car."

Since Alice gave her approval of my appearance, we could head out of the door. Once we got into her car, we bickered nicely back and forth until we got to Muddy Water's. I was getting anxious about seeing Edward again and I was surprised at how little information Alice wanted from me. I thought she would have asked me non-stop questions about Jasper and Edward, but I got nothing from her. Hopefully, she will like Jasper when she sees him. I was a little worried that all of us wouldn't get along. 



As soon as we walked through the door of the café, Edward stood up from the table we had sat at yesterday. He walked over to us. "Hey Bella," he said shyly.

"Hi. Edward, this is my roommate, Alice. Alice, Edward," I quickly introduced.

Alice held her hand out. "Nice to meet you," Alice chirped.

"You too. Do you two want some coffee?" Edward asked.

"Oh yeah," Alice and I answered together. Edward grinned at us.

We walked up to the counter, where Jasper was standing, once again, taking orders. "Morning, Bella," Jasper told me. He looked over at Alice. "You must be Alice, her room mate. I'm Jasper"

Alice said, "Please to meet you Jasper. Are you one of those perfect, polite southern gentlemen?"
"Of course! Now, what can I get you two ladies?" Jasper asked.

"I'll have a large quad skinny mocha with whip and Bella will have a medium skinny latte," Alice stated. She handed Jasper her money for our drinks. She turned toward me and whispered, "I'll bring your drink out to you." I winked at her and headed towards the table Edward had claimed.

Edward had followed me back to the table. We sat down silently and I was started to get worried that we wouldn't be able to talk about anything. Just my luck, I would find a guy that I liked and thought liked me and I couldn't find a single thing to say. I looked down and my hands and started picked at the hem of my coat. "What kind of music do you listen to beside classical?" Edward asked. I wanted to shout that he broke the silence, because I would have asked a really dumb question like what his favorite color was.

"That's hard. I like a lot of different music. It all depends on what I am doing. Classical when I am doing homework. I like the Wailin' Jennys, Alanis Morissette, Liz Warfield, Regina Spektor and artists like that when I am cleaning around the house or just sitting around and reading. When I am working out I like to listen to really upbeat and fast stuff. I just take random songs from random artists and make really random workout play lists," I answered. My face suddenly went bright red after I realized I just rambled about my favorite music. I normally don't babble that much.

Edward chuckled at my blush. "I like your blush," he told me, which made me blush even more. "So are you a big music fan?" I just nodded. "Bella, you can speak, it's okay. You aren't going to run me off by talking about something that you like."

I took a couple of moments so I wouldn't blurt anything strange out. "Well, what's your favorite music, besides classical? It's only fair since you know my answer."

"I really like the Beatles, Van Morrison, Simon & Garfunkel, The Rascals, The Cranberries and the artists that you mention plus a lot more. Though, I don't think I have ever heard any of Liz Warfield's stuff," Edward stated.

My eyes grew wide. Though I knew she wasn't a HUGE name, but to someone who seemed to love music to not to have heard of her. "She is great! I think you would really like her. Well, if you like R&B."

"I love R&B," Edward told me before I could say anymore.

"If you want, at some point we could go to my place and you can borrow the CD."

Edward smiled at me, "I think I would like that."

"So, you're a student, right?" I asked. Edward nodded. "So what kind of reading where you working on yesterday when you were in here?"

For a moment I thought that he wouldn't answer. "I am studying biology, as a pre-med student. But, in order to graduate in June, I needed one more elective credit. So, I was reading articles for my English class. It's called American Women Writers." He blushed a little. I wish my blushes were like that, just on the cheeks.

"I've taken that class. Are you enjoying it?"

"It's good. It was the one class I found interesting that fit into my schedule. So, are you an English major?"

"Yeah and Creative Writing. I read. I write. I write about readings I've read and read about writing I haven't done yet. Then I get a grade," I told him. This was how I explained my majors to other people.

Edward just laughed. "Glad you two are having fun. Here's your coffee, Bells."

I looked up and saw Alice standing over us. "We're ready to go to brunch if you two love birds are," Jasper stated. Edward chuckled as I turned bright red once again. I grabbed my coffee out of Alice's hand, looking at the ground because I didn't want to become even more embarrassed then I already was.

"Jasper was telling me about this cool café in NE Portland that he and Edward have been to a couple of times. He said that it's good. You mind going there, Bella?" Alice asked. I shook my head. "Good. Well, Edward brought his car. So, you ride with him and I'll ride with Jasper!"

I smiled at that. Well, I knew she would like Jasper. I'm sure I will get all the details of how much she likes him later when the guys weren't with us. "See you guys there then," Edward stated.

"See you in a few," I added on. I was excited about getting Edward alone in a car. We could have a more private conversation without Alice butting in. Though, I guess even if Alice were in the car with us, she would be distracted by Jasper. The four of us left together then separated at the parking lot. Edward led me to a shiny silver Volvo. Of course. His car makes my car look like it's been on the bottom of the dung heap for the last twenty years of its life.

Before I could reach for the handle, Edward had my door open for me. "Why, thank you," I smirked up at him. "Are you sure you aren't a southern gentleman as well?" I asked when he got into his seat.
"Pretty sure I was raised nowhere near the south. I have a mother who is forceful about manners, so my manners are really good. I'm sure my mom would fly here from Chicago if she thought I wasn't treating the young woman I am taking out to brunch with respect."

I smiled. It was fairly obvious that he was close to his mom. "So, you grew up in Chicago?" He nodded. "And you decided to move all the way out to Oregon to go to Portland State?"

"I wanted to be somewhere that had milder seasons. Yeah, it rains here, but there isn't three feet of snow in the winter or many 100 degree summer days," Edward responded.

I laughed. "No, Portland doesn't have a lot of snow. But it is much more dangerous cause it just has natives who can't drive in a quarter inch of snow when it comes down once or twice a year."

Edward joined me in laughing. "Are you from Portland?"

Great. Now I have to answer the where I am from question. "No. I was born in a little town in the northwestern part of Washington, and then spent most of my life in Phoenix, Arizona. When I was 16, I moved back to the teeny, tiny town of Forks."

"Did your parents move a lot?" Edward asked.

"Nope. My parents divorced when I was a couple months old. Mom took me to Arizona. She hated Forks. I got sick of living with her and her new husband. Basically, I was sick of them always leaving me alone for weeks on end and no way to pay the rent or other bills when her husband left town to play baseball. So I moved back to Washington to live with my dad." Wow. Hadn't thought I would tell him, pretty much, my entire life story this morning.

"Your mom left you alone and made you pay bills?"

"Yeah. We don't talk any more. I don't really like to talk about her," I said.

"That's understandable. I just can't quite grasp those kinds of my parents. My parents are awesome."

"Tell me about them."

For the rest of the car ride Edward talked about his parents. It was great to hear about normal parents. Though Charlie, my dad, is fairly normal, he was also pretty set in his ways by the time I moved in with him. So he would still take weekend fishing trips with friends, but he never would if I was injured.

Edward's parents adopted him when he was six. His dad is some sort of surgeon at the biggest hospital in Chicago. His mother is an interior decorator. She restores old homes and sells them for, generally, two or three times the amount she bought them for. They have lived in the same house since they adopted Edward. Edward also has an older brother, named Emmett. He is a mechanic and is married to a supermodel turned mechanic. They owned a shop together. I don't think I could picture a supermodel wanting to play around with cars and grease.

"Am I boring you?" Edward asked as he pulled the car into a parking spot.

"No. I'm very interested. I like hearing about what I consider 'normal' families. I didn't grow up with two parents. I don't have any siblings. So hearing about what other families do, is really cool," I answered.

As we walked across the street to a little café called Helser's. (What a Helser is, I have no idea.) Alice and Jasper walked in right behind us. We were seated and handed menus. They had a pretty standard breakfast menu. I couldn't decide if I wanted pancakes or French toast. Edward noticed that I was being indecisive. "What are you thinking about getting?" he whispered into my ear.

"I can't decide. You've been here before. What's better? The pancakes or the French toast?" I asked.

"Well, I was going to get the pancakes, so if you get the French toast, we can share," Edward solved. I nodded eagerly.

After placing our orders, Jasper pulled out the living section of the newspaper and opened it to the movie section. Alice and him buried their heads into it, reading what was showing, the times and where. I had no idea what any of the current movies out where or what they were about. Edward joined in on their conversation about the movies. I just stated I didn't care what we saw as long as I wouldn't be too scared if we went to a horror type movie.

Throughout breakfast the topic remained on movies. They all wanted my opinion of what we should see, which is sweet. So they can me the run down on their top chooses and wanted me to pick. I hated when I had to be the one to make the decision. I only knew that I didn't want to see the sappy love story that was on the list, though Alice gave me a glare when I said that. She should know that I don't really go for sappy love movies very often. We ended up going to see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.

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The movie was pretty good. Not my favorite of all times, but good. Edward, Jasper, Alice and I walked into the parking lot together; my hand intertwined in Edward's, much to my delight. Jasper looked down at Alice and asked, "Do you want to come over and look at those car magazines I was telling you about?"

"Of course! Bella, you know how much I love cars, right?" I nodded. "Jasper has these magazines that talk all about the different porches and the models."

"You two have fun with that," I said, not really understanding Alice's obsession with cars. Looking at Edward, I decided to be a little bolder than I would normally behave. "Would you like to give me a ride home? I can have you listen to that CD we were talking about earlier?"

He smiled at me, "I would love to."

EPOV

This day was turning out to be amazing. After meeting Bella yesterday, I couldn't wait to see her again. I just couldn't believe how easy she was to talk to. We have similar tastes in music and movies. I can't wait to be able to get to know her better. I am about to go and hang out with her at her apartment. Alone. Just the two of us. No Alice and Jasper. I couldn't wait to be able to talk to her more. For some reason, it always felt awkward to talk with the two of them around, since we couldn't really have a personal, in-depth conversation about our families, our likes, and our studies.

I wanted to know everything about Bella. Frowning slightly to myself as I led Bella to the car, I realized that I didn't even know her last name. "Bella?" I asked quietly. She looked up at me through her very long eyelashes. "What's your last name?"

She laughed. "Swan. Isabella Marie Swan."

"That sounds…French?"

"I have no idea if I'm French," she answered laughing. "Are you going to tell me your last name, or just leave me in the dark?"

"Edward Anthony Cullen."

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Once we got to Bella's apartment, I couldn't believe how fast the time went. We sat on her couch and talked more about music, movies, TV shows, books, and cartoons. It seemed like we covered almost all of the forms of entertainment. We talked about the different classes that we have taken. I was surprised by the amount of books she has read throughout her life and her school career. She put her Liz Warfield CD on for me. We spent a couple hours just listening to music. We choose five CD's to put into Alice's complex sound system. Those hours, I sat on the couch with Bella leaning against me. The feel of her body against mine was wonderful. It would be hard to go back home and not have her near me.

I looked down at Bella and smiled. She had fallen asleep. Her breathing was slow and relaxed. I gently laid her down on the couch and got up to turn off most of the lights. Should I put her into her bed? I decided it was probably the best thing to do, so I went in search of her bedroom. The first room I opened was covered in pink, had a sewing machine in the corner and had a picture on the nightstand of an older couple and Alice smiling. The next room was Bella's. It was covered in books and pictures of different animals. I wondered if she had taken those pictures herself. I slowly walked in and pulled the sheet and quilt down so I would be able to easily put Bella in the bed.

When I walked back into the living room, I saw that Alice had quietly come home. I smiled at her, and then I picked Bella up. After I had her tucked into bed, I went back to talk to Alice for a second.

"How was your evening?" Alice quietly asked me.

"It was very nice," I responded. "If I gave you my number, could you give it to Bella for me?"

"Awww. Of course I can, handsome," Alice responded. She handed me her cell phone and I quickly programmed my number into it. "If you give me your phone, I can give her your number."

"What if she doesn't want it?" I asked.

"She'll want it, Edward. Don't worry about that!" Alice snorted. "She likes you. She'll want to be able to get a hold of you tomorrow."

Shyly, I let Alice program Bella's number into my phone.

When I was falling asleep, I knew that the only thing I would dream about was Bella.

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