Disclaimer: Twilight wasn't my idea. Neither was Catward. But the words are mine.
In the time from Valentine's Day to April Fools, Bella and I somehow became kinda friends.
We'd talk in the classes we had together.
Wave if we saw each other in the hall.
Even sometimes eat lunch together.
The bakery, of course, had been dubbed (without actual words) our special place.
She'd come in, I'd stop all work to sit and chat with her.
I'd told her about my cats, and she didn't laugh.
Or run.
We talked about everything. Literally.
While eating baked goods, of course.
The woman had made me gain five pounds in less than six weeks.