The Twilight Twenty-Five

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Prompt: #14

Pen Name: RockRaven244

Pairing/Character(s): Edward & Bella

Rating: T

Word Count: 499

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I love fall.

It is absolutely the best season of the year.

The weather is crisp and cool, but not quite cold. The trees turn beautiful oranges and reds and everything smells amazing.

But my favorite part of the season … Pumpkin Spice Latte's.

I sip on my delicious drink as I walk to work.

I pass the record shop, like I do everyday but today … today, it's open.

What?

It's never open this early in the morning.

I send a quick text to my manager.

Running late, be in asap.

The bell above the door rings when I open it, making me smile. The smell of paper and vinyl and greatness hits me immediately, and I close my eyes.

Cloud Nothings is playing over the speakers and I automatically move my head to the beat.

I walk slowly along the rows keeping my eye out for something special.

"Hey, can I help you find something?"

I turn to find a man about my age walking toward me.

He's … beautiful. His eyes are a beautiful shade of green, his hair is long on top but smoothed into a preppy kind of style, and his arms are covered in ink; gorgeous shades of color all the way down to his wrist.

"I'm Edward," he holds out his hand.

"Bella," I take his hand, and I'm suddenly feeling warm all over.

We stand there for a few minutes smiling at each other.

I let go of his hand, reluctantly, and sip my coffee. "You guys are open early today."

"Yeah," he sighs. "My brother's lazy ass can't make in here before noon and I'm here for fall break, so … you know," he shrugs. "I'm used to being up early and I love this place; I don't get to spend enough time here."

I look around, trying to see what he sees.

"Lucky for me, you happened to walk in this morning," his smile is shy, but his words are strong and clear.

"Yeah?"

He nods, slipping his hands in his pockets.

"This song is kind of depressing but I can't stop bopping my head to it," I say, pointing up at the speaker.

He nods, "yeah. I guess I haven't paid attention to it."

I blow out a breath and look around again, catching the clock behind the counter.

"Shit," I frown. "I have to go."

"No, don't go. Why do you have to go?" His hand reaches out and cups my elbow, pulling me toward him.

"I have to go to work," I laugh. "My office is just around the corner."

"Yeah?" His smile is back, brighter than I've seen it so far.

"Yeah."

"Will you let me take you to lunch?"

"Lunch sounds … amazing," I nod.

"How about dinner? Will you let me buy you dinner, too?"

He's walking backwards in front of me, one hand holding mine and the other reaching out behind him.

I laugh, "we haven't even had lunch yet!"

"I'm optimistic."

a/n: Cloud Nothings - No Future/No Past, Wasted Days. It's what shuffled through my speakers. :)