A/N: Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer. Please enjoy!
Edward POV
Typical thoughts. The acne-covered face of the guy at the counter was thinking about the girl stocking the shelves right in front of him. Surprisingly enough, she had acne too.
As I got closer to the shop, I could pick out more and more brain frequencies. I laughed to myself. There was a mind of a toddler who was thinking about Barbie and her unicorn movie. Somehow during the middle of this, she pictured a doughnut on the unicorn's horn. I was accidentally laughing at myself when I opened the tinkling glass doors of the movie rental shop.
Hmm... I thought gently to myself as I picked through the movie categories. Supernatural... Children's... Horror... No, not horror. Esme would kill me. I vote Comedy. We all need a laugh since we hadn't had one in what felt like years.
As I went closer to where the humour section was, I heard a little girl and her mother (I thought) were arguing about something as I turned a corner. When I saw her. The ivory, milky white skin, even though it was impossible that she was a vampire, was just a shade darker than milk. The long mahogany locks cascaded down her gentle, sloping shoulders. Her special scent of freesia hit me like a ton of bricks.
Bella.
Bella POV
Alyssa pushed herself strongly through the glass doors.
"Heya Tibby! Heya Bryan!" she waved to the two teenaged part-time workers.
Tibby pushed a lock of bright red hair out of her eyes. "Hey my little Alyssa. Soon I'm gonna have a little one of you." She patted Alyssa's head and her gaze dropped to her stomach. There was a swollen bump in between her hips.
"I can't believe you're already in your third trimester!" I said. Tibby was pregnant with the child of her late boyfriend.
"I know. It seems completely surreal." Bryan pushed a cartload of multiple CD's at her, and she took it. Tibby began to stock some Britney Spears, Justin Timberlake and Radiohead. "Well, I gotta get back to work. This baby ain't gonna feed hisself." She smiled apologetically and turned her full attention to the shelves.
"Mummy mummy mummy mummy!" Alyssa wiggled and tugged on my pants, making them almost fall down.
"Alyssa!" I bent over to her eye level and my mahogany hair fell down, covering my face. "I told you don't do that again or I will not get you any movies!"
"But mummy!" she complained and stopped her foot. I heard a sharp intake of air as I whirled around in my knee-high dark brown Uggs.
He stood there, looking all majestic in his dress pants and robin's-egg-blue button down shirt, both rumpled. His eyes were coal black, hard, and rimmed in an amber colour. The bronze, disheveled hair that I always used to cherish, was in even more of disarray than usual. The pale, white, hard skin I would marvel over now looked as translucent as paper.
Edward.