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Again I was caught up in another lesson of Edward's. I couldn't help but call him that in my mind. It eased my conscience a little bit. We hadn't run into each other out of school in about a month now and I wanted to get to know more about him.

"Bella? Bella, the bell rang."

I blinked, coming out of my scattered thoughts to see Edward shuffling papers at his desk.

"Huh?"

He chuckled, one side of his lips higher than the other. I shook my head and saw that we were alone in the classroom. I slowly began putting my things back into my bag, not ready to leave so quickly.

"Bella?"

I swiveled around at his voice.

"Um, I'm going into Seattle for a tour of the old underground city tomorrow. I was wondering if you'd be interested?" he asked.

"Like a field trip?" I asked dumbly. He grimaced and came to stand in front of me.

"Just as friends. I could pick you up and we can see what's underneath Seattle? I mean if you're not comfortable with this I understand."

I was already shaking my head. "I'd love to."

He let out a breathy laugh and nodded. "Okay. Uh, the tour starts at eleven so I could get you around eight and we can get breakfast at the first starbucks made."

I laughed and then blushed at his amazing smile.

After giving him my address I made my way to Chemistry. Alice was waiting for me, eyes full of questions.

I sat down silently, pulling out my notebook and pen.

Alice cleared her throat impatiently.

"Okay," I sighed. "He's taking me to the Underground City Tour in Seattle tomorrow."

"What?!" She squeaked. "Bella! He's your teacher. Isn't that inappropriate?" she asked in a rushed whisper.

"Outside of school we're just friends, Alice."

"But isn't it weird? I mean do you call him by his first name or Mr. Cullen?"

"Edward told me to call him by his first name outside of campus."

"This can go very wrong, Bella. Very, very wrong. If something happens between you. He could be fired or be sent to prison for statutory rape or something."

I shushed her and rubbed my temples. "Alice, we're not going on a date. In his words, we're going as friends. And I'm eighteen, he wouldn't go to prison. It's totally innocent." Okay that last part wasn't so true. To me it was far from innocent. Well the part where I was fantasizing that I could drag Edward off from the tour group and molest him.

"Bella… I'm not trying to upset you. You're right. I know you have a head on your shoulders and when or if you two decide to try a relationship, I will help you in any way," she mumbled sincerely.

"Thanks."

She gave me an ice melting smile. There was a suspicious glint in her eyes.

"What?" I asked, dreading what she wanted.

"Can I help you dress for tomorrow?" She stuck out her thin bottom lip and made it quiver. I groaned, dropping my head to the table.

"Fine."

She giddily clapped her hands together like a five year old and was dancing in her seat.

After Alice left that night I was nervous about the outfit she put together. It was a tight midnight blue sweater that was pretty low cut and skinny jeans. I decided to ignore the makeup she left with a paper on how to apply it. It all went to the back of my closet.

It was around seven when I woke up on Saturday. I hurried through eating cold pop-tarts and getting ready. Just as I was pulling on my best winter jacket there was a knock on the front door. I opened it to find Edward there looking stunning and casual. A loose sweater over a white button up and faded jeans. I felt severely overdressed.

"Hi," he said with that crooked smile.

"Hi." I wrapped my scarf around my neck to at least try to cover my prominent cleavage and he led me to his Volvo.

About five minutes into the drive he spoke. "We've got a two hour drive, how about we play a game."

"Oh-kay," I replied slowly.

"I'll say a word and you say the first thing that comes to mind."

I nodded.

"Um, Drink."

"Tea."

"Book"

"Reading."

"Food."

"Ravioli"

"School."

"Bus." He snorted. "What? You said the first thing that comes to mind." He laughed again.

"Green."

"Eyes." Whoops.

"Smile."

"Lips."

"Lips."

"You can't copy!"

He shook his head. "That's not a rule. Now, lips."

I gulped. "Kiss."

He cleared his throat and shifted. He waited before picking the game back up.

"Moon."

"Light."

"Rain."

"Wet." He coughed then shifted in his seat again.

"Heat."

"Passion." I couldn't stop that one.

"Desire."

"Untouchable."

His knuckles strained as he gripped the steering wheel.

"How about you start?" he suggested. I took a breath and slide off my jacket. It was a little stifling in the small incasing we were in.

"Uh…" Might as well push my limit. "Steam."

"Boat." Not exactly what I was thinking.

"Teacher."

"Student."

"Student."

"Bella." He sent me a smirk.

"Bella?" I quipped.

"Beautiful…"

"Beautiful."

"Sex-y…"

"Um… Sexy…"

"Sex…"

"Maybe we should stop playing? Um, listen to music instead?"

"Yeah." He muttered a string of profanities under his breath as he reached into the backseat for his cd case. He set it in my lap. "You choose."

I flipped through the collection and pulled out the Cage the Elephants album. I set it to Ain't No Rest for the Wicked and let it cover the tense silence.

Edward finally relaxed out of his stiff posture and started mouthing the words.

About an hour into our trip I had slipped the Romeo and Juliet Soundtrack in and was listening to Radiohead. How ironic…

I could already tell, if things went the way I was dying for, we would be in so much of a mess. I looked at him to see him staring out of the corner of his eye.

It now was not a matter of if… but when.

The actual "date" will be next chapter!

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