A/N: Finally, a chapter with Edward in it! Yay! Enjoy.

Ch. 4

All About Us

I hardly paid attention to what was inside the restaurant, because Edward had my hand. If I'd had any doubts about my feelings for him before then, they were gone now. The instant his skin touched mine it was like an electric shock ran through my body and all thoughts left my mind. I barely knew him, and yet I knew now that I could never be without him again. This thought frightened me terribly. I'd always been a very independent person, and the idea of needing someone this badly didn't set well with me.

But that hardly mattered now. I looked up into Edward's eyes and knew that whatever might happen it would be worth it if I could just be with him. He looked back at me, those green eyes capturing me once again.

"Two?" I heard a voice ask. I looked up to see a pretty red-headed girl with too much eye-liner staring at Edward.

"Yes," said Edward. "Two. And would you mind if we had one of the private booths in the back?"

"I'm sorry, sir," she said, batting her eyelids, "those booths are for exclusive customers and by reservation only."

"Right," said Edward, "and friends of Mr. Leopold. I think you'll find a list over there," he inclined his head, "with my name on it. I'm Edward Cullen."

I looked at him sharply, and the girl's eyes widened.

"Oh!" she said. "Terribly sorry, Mr. Cullen, right this way."

"Cullen?" I whispered fiercely. He gave me his crooked grin, and I melted.

"What can I get you to drink?" asked the girl, now openly flirting with Edward and ignoring me.

"Bella?" Edward never even looked at her.

"Um…a coke, I guess."

"We'll have a coke and a water." He reached out across the table and grabbed my hand. The waitress saw this and gave me an evil look. I grinned at Edward. The waitress left and my smile faded.

"Cullen?" I said again. I couldn't believe it. Dr. Cullen was famous in our city. He was the wealthiest man in town, the one with the huge house on the hill. Everyone knew he'd adopted three unfortunate kids, but somehow I hadn't pieced it together. He was our celebrity.

"Yes, my father is Dr. Cullen," he said patiently.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Does it matter?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well…no…" I looked at the table. There I went again, judging him.

"Look," said Edward, "I don't go around thinking 'Oh, hey, I'm Dr. Cullen's kid! I should tell everyone!' but that's the way everyone sees me. I try not to tell people my last name. I only did tonight because I really wanted us to have this booth."

"Yeah, well, you got that and the waitress's attention," I mumbled.

"What?" He honestly looked confused.

"What, like you didn't notice how that waitress was flirting with you?"

"Honestly no," he said, surprised.

"Oh. Well, anyway, sorry, once again, for being so immature."

"Quit apologizing," he said, smiling. I looked him in the eye and forgot what we were talking about.

"Aren't you going to look at your menu?" he asked.

"Oh…" I came out of my trance. "Actually I'm not really very hungry."

"Me either," said Edward. "A basket of bread sticks? I hate to come in and not order anything at all."

"That's fine," I said.

The waitress was back in a minute, looking sulky. We gave her our order while she made one last attempt at capturing Edward's attention before she left.

"So," said Edward. "I don't know much about you."

"I don't know much about you either," I pointed out.

"20 questions?" he proposed. I laughed.

"What a cliché."

He shrugged.

"Alright," I said. "How old are you?"

"I'm 19," he said. "How old are you?"

"The same," I said, surprised. I had thought he was older. "Do you go to school here?"

"Yes," he said. "What's your major?"

"Hm…" I said. "Well…theater, I guess, but that's really not what I want to do. What's yours?"

"Music Education," he said.

"You want to teach music?" I asked, surprised. That wasn't what I had expected.

He just smiled. "It's my turn. If you don't want to do theater, what do you want to do?"

"I don't know," I said. "I'm still trying to figure that out. Why do you want to teach music?"

He shrugged. "I love music. I've been playing the piano since I was young. And I think teachers are very important."

I nodded slowly. "Yes, they are."

"Any family?" he asked.

"Just two parents," I said. "Divorced."

"I'm sorry," he said.

"Don't be. They divorced practically at my birth, I'm fine with it. They don't belong together. What about your family. What are they like?"

"Well there's Carlisle, the good doctor, his wife Esme, who is the kindest soul you'll ever meet. Then there's Emmett, who's incredibly loveable and unbelievably huge, and Alice, who's just the opposite. She's tiny and sweet but completely evil. In a good way, though," he clarified. "Don't ever try to judge my family by their looks, it doesn't work."

I laughed. "They sound fascinating. I'd love to meet them."

"They would love you," he said. I smiled.

"Next question," he said. "I don't suppose you have a boyfriend?"

"No," I said. "Any girlfriends?"

"Yes, five," he said sarcastically. "Why was that plural?"

I shrugged. "You didn't answer my question." He grinned.

"No," he said. "I do not have a girlfriend."

"Do you live on campus?" I asked.

"Hey," he protested, "it's my turn."

"You asked why my question was plural, that counts as a question." He rolled his eyes.

A basket of bread sticks appeared on our table. We looked up to see our waitress stalking off. I laughed.

"Yes, I do live on campus," said Edward.

"Hm," I said. "Didn't expect that."

"Why not?" he asked.

"Because you're rich and your parents live in town," I said.

"I like living on campus," he said.

"What dorm do you live in?" I asked.

"Burris," he said. "You?"

"Bradley."

"That's a pretty nice dorm," he commented. I nodded.

"So is Burris."

We went on like this for over an hour, barely touching the bread sticks. We finally realized that it was past 11:30, so we paid for the bread sticks and left. Edward left a very good tip.

"I guess I should take you back to your dorm, then?" Edward asked.

"I guess," I said, pulling out a cigarette. "I don't really want to go home yet, though."

"Why do you smoke, Bella?" Edward asked, plucking the cigarette out of my hand. I scowled at him.

"Why?" he asked. "It's really not good for you. I don't like it."

"Well it's my choice, isn't it?" I said shortly. I hated it when people told me I shouldn't smoke, because I knew they were righted. I secretly hated myself for smoking.

"I'm not trying to control your life," he said. "I just hate to see you hurt yourself."

I sighed. "I know. It's just…a lot of the people in the theater department smoke. I picked it up there. I know it's bad for me, but it calms me down a little. Makes me feel a little more comfortable."

"Just for a minute though," he said. "And at a high price."

"Yeah, I know," I said quietly, not meeting his eyes.

"Would you do me a huge favor?" he asked.

"What?"

"Try to quit?"

"That's going to be hard," I said. "I'm around it all the time."

"I think you're stronger than you think you are Bella Swan."

I shook my head.

"I think you think too much of me," I argued.

He smiled. "Maybe so." I frowned. "Of course I'm not serious," he chuckled. "I have complete confidence in you. Anyway, we're here."

I looked up. We were sitting in the parking lot of my dorm.

"So we are," I said. "So, show tomorrow is at 2:00, not 6. Sunday matinee, you know."

"Are you hinting at something?" he asked, grinning crookedly.

I just shrugged. "See you tomorrow."

His grin broadened and he shook his head. "Bella Swan…"

"Yes Edward?"

He sighed. "You're just too much for me."

"Oh I doubt that," I said. Then I smiled and closed the car door. I smiled to myself as I walked to the front door. I was pretty proud of how I was able to handle that. Once I'd put away my nervousness, I thought I'd done a pretty good job. I felt wonderful, like I'd never felt before. I couldn't stop smiling. That didn't last long, however. When I got to my door, I noticed something odd about the floor in front of it. Jake was sitting on it, asleep against the door.

A/N: So someone guessed the play, it was Anything Goes, which is a really cute and funny musical. If any of you get the chance to see it and/or be in it, go for it. It's lots of fun.

Hope you guys liked the chapter! Thanks to my readers and reviewers, I love you guys!