When all was said and done, I waited for later that evening to call him. Esme, his mother, gave me his cell number. I explained everything to him, and everything seemed ok again, except for the fact that my friend still had some feelings for him.
I might be a little selfish, or conceited, but I could not see why she liked him, beside the obvious. She barely talked to him before the dance, and if it wasn't for me, she would not have had him as a date. I mused to myself that she only liked him because he was cute and he was tall… I don't know why I liked him at the time. Just his essence was enough to hypnotize me.
I just called to apologize, he accepted completely this time. We talked for a long time, which was odd, but I am crazy and I ramble, so not so odd after all. Not much happened, we didn't exactly agree to talk with each other again.
As luck would have it, he was in my biology class. We were destined to go on a field trip to a local college and learn how to be better scientists. I was having a good time in the classes, it was a lot of fun. I even met up with my cousin, who lives up there, for lunch. The last class after lunch offered more problems than I asked for.
I was in the class with one of my friends. We went right up to the front, it was a lot of fun. And then he showed up. He showed up late, but he still managed to sit right next to me; to my immediate right. "Are you stalking me," I ask jokingly looking into his liquid topaz eyes. There I go again, flirting like I was born to do it.
Nothing happened though. I didn't have to worry about anything just yet. But the laboratory awards ceremony was coming up. I went and got my seat, but some how it happened that I was sitting next to him again. My friend was somewhere in the row behind us. She saw me flirt. I don't know why I always do it. I have no self control.
On the bus ride back, she was upset. I knew it. I don't know what to do. Like I said again, I have very little self control. I asked her, "Do you like Edward? Ok then, I'll try to stay away from him then." It was hard. I liked him too. But I finally had a friend in this tiny town, I wasn't going to give her up yet.
I lasted maybe a few days. I called him again. We were supposed to go out on Saturday night. But he called me sometime during the morning and said he couldn't make it. No big deal. I barely knew him; it was not going to affect my social life if I didn't have much planned to do anyway. I have friends. When I got home, I decided to take a nap. Then he called again to apologize. He woke me up. I don't care that he can't make it. Rain check on our date? Ok. Later. But he kept talking to me, and I was still in my half sleep state. He made fun of me, but I didn't care. "You are wasting your life," I remembered his sweet melodic voice saying.
But my friend still had feelings for him, and it's the golden rule that friends are not allowed to date someone they have a crush on. I seem to be breaking the rule now. It would be the second time. God, I'm such a bad friend.
We begin talking a little bit more. It's nice. He's very interesting. He likes me. I have a crush on him. I haven't told my best friend. However, we have a mutual friend, and she has been watching me. I tell her everything. She understands. She has been urging me to tell the Best, but how could I? It would hurt her feelings, but what I was doing was hurting her too.
I finally told her, and she didn't like it, so I decided that friends were more important and that I would break it off with him. I sighed, I just met a guy that seems interested in me, and now I have to walk away from him. Well, not just any guy, I have to walk away from Edward Cullen.