All of the characters are Stephenie Meyer's

I was officially exhausted. The orientation itself had been fun and a little grueling but it was nothing compared to the first week of school. Maybe I should have reconsidered going to a ridiculously competitive and intelligent college. Oh well, I liked a challenge and this was a perfect presentation of one.

My roommate was a quiet girl named Angela. All in all I liked her for her kind, soft nature. I could tell we would get along really well.

Unfortunately, I had yet to recognize Alice or Edward anywhere. I figured they had an apartment or something.

I was secretly disappointed that Edward and I didn't have any classes, but I guess that shouldn't have surprised me considering he was a sophomore.

When it came to Georgetown and even the city of Washington D.C., I noticed that they were not in short supply of hot males. Everywhere I seemed to go I saw good looking guys. Whether they were really smart or an amazing athlete I couldn't tell, but I would be happy to get to know any of them.

Then again, Edward always seemed to be in the back of my mind, and I found myself more often than not comparing guys to his features.

Boy this can't be healthy.

I was currently walking down to the metro where I would go down to peruse the national monuments. Their beauty made me relaxed. And it was a great place to walk and think.

I went to the Lincoln Memorial first and stood on its steps looking out at the Washington Monument. I closed my eyes against the rare sun when a body stood over me casting a shadow.

I glanced up to see none other than the person I was thinking about at that moment: Edward.

"Hey, shouldn't you stay off the stairs? It's a prime spot for tripping if you don't have someone to keep you stable" he said to me with a smirk on his face.

"Ha Ha, aren't you funny? I am perfectly capable of walking up and down stairs under normal circumstances" I replied a little bit indignantly.

"Well, I don't really want to test that theory of yours so how about I stay with you?" he asked quietly.

He looked nervous to me and I wondered how a god like this could be unsure of himself.

"I guess I could sacrifice my solitude for a safetyguard of sorts…"

"Perfect. So what brings you down here on this beautiful day?" he asked me.

"I like it here. It's beautiful in its magnificence and even though it's crowded, I somehow feel content in the serenity of it all" I told him.

"That's exactly how I feel about it" He said a little stunned.

We sat there for a couple of minutes just in silence and enjoying the people watching and each other's company.

He then got up and held his hand out to me. "How about we go to get some lunch? I'm kind of hungry"

"Sure, I was just thinking about that" I told him.

"So where did you want to go?" he asked.

"I don't care; I don't know the city as well as you considering I haven't been here as long" I replied.

"Hmmm, well there is this great place up by the Capitol Building. Do you like German food?" he questioned.

"I love it".

"Perfect, it has the best food, c'mon lets go" he pulled me down the steps.

He must have forgotten for the moment that I was the complete klutz and immediately stumbled into his back until he turned around to catch me more securely. He chuckled and mumbled his apologies while I glowered at his back.

Then again I'm not sure it's easy to stay mad at him when his large, warm hand was encased in mine. I couldn't help but notice how strong but not grossly huge or buff it was. It had calluses on it which made me wonder what they were from. Sports? Instruments? I couldn't be sure. All I knew was how good his hand fit with mine.

He continued to wander through the crowd at the memorial until we reached the easier path that wasn't as crowded. He let go of my hand since he wasn't navigating us through people anymore. I watched it go with a sense of melancholy.

Then I realized how ridiculous I was being, considering I was still going to lunch with him. The Capitol Building was a pretty far walk that we filled with easy conversation. We talked about insignificant things mostly. Things like where I grew up, which was in the same town as him, but considering I never went out I never met him.

He would glance at me sideways sometimes when I would say something sarcastic or pessimistic.

He would laugh when my bitterness for life showed through.

He told me to lighten up a few times which I would grumble my response which would cause him to laugh.

I tried to make a point of making him laugh because I loved the smooth, velvety sound of his laugh. Whether it was a chuckle or a guffaw it was beautiful coming from his lips. Heck, everything was.

I would ask him trivial questions like his favorite food and movie just to hear him talk more. Plus I enjoyed the spotlight on him more than me.

As we casually strolled by, I couldn't help but notice all the girls staring at him. It could have been a fifteen year old to a forty year old but their mouths all seemed to hang slightly open as they appreciated the male specimen next to me.

I gave a few of the ones my age stare downs. Which I might add, is completely out of my character but I was feeling rather selfish when it came to Edward. I wanted him for myself. Obviously.

We eventually made it to the restaurant which was called Café Berlin. It was adorable. Most of the seats were outside which made it cute. The waitresses were German which added to the ambience of it.

Even when we sat down our conversation didn't seem to stutter. We continued in the easy flow of our banter. I found myself more and more entranced with the man sitting in front of me if that was even possible.

"So what is your favorite book?" I asked curiously. I wanted to know what he was reading on the plane still.

"Umm, that's tough to pick one, but I guess Notes from Underground by Dostoyevsky" he answered.

"Oh, so you are an existentialism fan?" I wondered.

"Yeah"

"I love Simone de Beauvoir. But why did you give me so much crap for being bitter? You hypocrite" I laughed.

He laughed along. "I just wanted to see how long you could keep it up, it amused me."

"Oh, well that's what I am here for right? Your amusement? Hmmm?" I taunted him.

"Yeah, that's probably why I want to keep you around." He answered deadpan.

I chuckled at his response. I figured I had been feisty enough as it was and couldn't really find a fast enough response.

"Well, I would deem that with a witty comeback but I guess you are too dazzling" I mumbled mostly to myself.

He seemed to have heard it since he smirked at me with a crooked smile and asked, "So I am dazzling am I?"

"Oh shut up, like you didn't know" I snapped back at him.

He laughed heartily at this, which made me smile in response to his musical laugh. I shook my head at him which made him stare at me with a confused smile on his face.

"What?" I asked. I was getting uncomfortable with him staring.

"You know you are just as disconcerting to me" he said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Yeah whatever" I brushed the comment off. Like I could ever have the same effect on him that he had on me.

He paid for the check at my protest but the waitress had already taken his card. I glared at him.

"What kind of date would I be if I didn't pay? My mother would be appalled" he flippantly remarked.

My mind was reeling. He just said date. Wait. What did that mean? Was this a date? Don't those have to be premeditated? I didn't know what to think. I would be fine if we were on a date but was too embarrassed to ask. I think I blushed at this thought.

He smirked at me as if he knew what I was thinking. He probably did, he seemed to say things like this to get a reaction out of me.

Once he got his card back he stood up with his hand out to me. I put my hand into his warm, inviting hand again and followed him out onto the street. Luckily, there was a metro station in the old Post Office not far from the restaurant so we went to catch a train.

I noticed once he let go of my hand that he proceeded to put his hand on the small of my back to lead me where we were headed. Normally I would be annoyed but since it was him all I did was curse the shirt I was wearing that kept me from feeling his hand on my skin.

Whoa. Where did that come from?

Oh dear, I'm getting in too deep.

We hopped on the train that took us back to the nearest station to Georgetown.

He asked where my dorm was so he could walk me to it but I told him it wasn't necessary. He insisted and pushed until I finally consented. He took me to my floor where we stopped right outside my door.

"I had a really good time today" I smiled at him.

"Me too, I'm glad I ran into you. Figuratively, of course" he replied.

"So, I guess I will see you around. Thanks again for lunch. It was delicious" I stated kind of awkwardly.

"Yeah, um actually…" he was stuttering, "I was wondering if I could get you number? I mean I want to see you again since I had such a fun time" he looked down. "And Alice has brought you up a couple of times that she wants to hang out with you" he added as an afterthought.

"OH, yeah that would be great, she seemed really nice. Here's my number" I grabbed a pen from inside and wrote on his hand.

He smiled at his hand before giving me a kiss on the cheek and walking away thanking me again for my company that day.

I think I was in a daze. I couldn't believe how pathetic it was that he turned me into a pile of mush with just a kiss on the cheek. I stood there until some noise woke me up and I went inside to lie on my bed and think about the days curious events.