Chapter Thirteen: Sensational Six
Disclaimer: I will never change my name to Stephenie Meyer.
BPOV
Over twenty four hours later I was still breaking into random dances around my house as I got ready for the triple lunch date that Alice had planned that was commencing down at one of the abundance of restaurants nearby in a little under an hour.
Edward had asked me to be his girlfriend yesterday.
And I had said yes.
Thus the dancing.
But don't you worry. My ankle is feeling muchhhhh better this morning and apart from a bit of stumbling, I have not fallen over whilst dancing.
That may or may not have been due to the fact that I duct taped the remote to the wall so it would not get in my way.
I will admit to nothing though.
Emmett left straight after the spider fiasco yesterday morning after stealing half of my milkshake. Alice stuck around for a tad longer to talk to me about details for today's lunch, proceeded to lay out my outfit for the aforementioned lunch, stole the rest of my milkshake and winked at me as she flitted out the front door, slowly closing it behind her.
Which left just Edward and I alone in my house.
We spent the rest of yesterday morning eating our reheated pancakes, washing and drying up together and I tidied up the lounge room while he dusted the corners of the room to ensure the spider had not left behind a nest of little baby Bella-haters as an early Christmas present to me.
Edward had to leave just before midday to spend a couple of hours in his office at his music shop to go through his financial records and statements for the month.
But before Edward departed, he left me with a goodbye kiss that knocked the wind out of me and managed to scramble up my brain so that I could not focus on anything else but that kiss for the next two hours.
I had to shake my head vigorously to bring myself back to the present and out of daydreaming about Edward's sweet, soft, honey-tasting lips.
Damn it.
I looked at my watch and noticed I had just under half an hour to meet everyone. I quickly undressed out of my pyjamas and slipped on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a slightly loose fitted white singlet and a grey cardigan paired with a pair of simple black flats.
In a way I was actually hoping Alice had chose out a pair of heels for me so that when I trip I could be in the arms of my boyfriend as he caught me, which he totally would. He's like that.
And one day he could catch me as my husband, and then as the father of my child, possibly even the father of my children.
Oooh I like those thoughts.
Down girl. Tame those thoughts.
After running a brush through my uncooperative hair and dashing on a bit of eyeliner and lip gloss I made my way down my stairs, locked the front door and closed it behind me as I stepped outside into the bright sun.
Note to self: Sunbathe.
But not today... well not right now.
As I walked to my car in the driveway, I heard my mobile phone ring.
'Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish righ-"
"Hello?" I answered without staring down at the Caller ID.
""Bella, Bella, Bella, time is getting on, but you aren't getting on."
"And what am I not getting on Alice?" I asked innocently.
"On the damn car seat to drive over here. Geez, what do you think I meant? Dirty, dirty Bella. Get your mind out of the gutter."
I laughed, "It's hard when I have you and Rose as my best friends, who keep dragging me back to frolic in the gutters."
I heard her loud sigh on the other end, "That was one time! We were young! The gutter was flooding with water. It's alright. That was the week we got our tetanus needle."
How could I forget? Being deathly afraid of needles and being only seven years old was no match made in Heaven. It was a match made in 'Bella-hater place'.
"Alright alright! I'm heading over there now you bossy pixie."
"You love me."
"As much as Emmett loves his knives."
"Awwwww that's alot! Emmett loves his knives," Alice said softly.
Telling someone that you love them as much as Emmett loves knives is a complement.
Weird, I know.
I unlocked my car and jumped into the driver's seat. Saying goodbye to Alice on the phone I turned the engine on, placed the gear into reverse and slowly reversed out of the drive way.
Stupid manual car and its need for clutch/acceleration coordination.
I have no coordination, and sadly that sometimes extends to cars too.
When I walked into the restaurant I immediately saw the back of Edward's tameless 'I'm totally doable' hair. Alice looked up a fraction and saw me coming. She smirked evilly at me and then proceeded to look at Edward.
"Hey, dear old Spider Saving Man, on a scale of one to ten, ten being the highest, how much do you want to see what the colour of Bella's bedroom ceiling is?"
Is she implying something? No Christmas card for Alice.
"Alice!" I shrieked as I sat down next at the table next to Edward. I gave him, what I hoped was, a beautiful smile and took his right hand in my left under the table.
"What? Who wouldn't want to see your bedroom ceiling?" she asked innocently.
I scoffed. Alice innocent?
"Are you implying that I'm easy?"
"No, I'm implying that your bedroom ceiling is awesome!"
If anyone overheard this conversation, they'd be a little disturbed.
"Go on?" I urged.
I looked around the table. Jasper and Rosalie were trying hard to hold back on their laughter whilst Emmett was just laughing, plain and simple.
"Well. Dude, seriously. Your ceiling is great! Remember when you first bought that house I painted your bedroom ceiling for you."
"I remember."
"Well, I totally painted it rainbow because I totally predicted this conversation would happen and I could turn it suss, watch you freak out, then go home later and laugh my little head off because I'm that evil."
"You painted it two years ago. How could you predict this conversation with Edward?"
"Well... not Edward per say. But I knew I'd have my fun when you wanted it to be painted white. Boring white. Not even cream white or off white. Just plain and simple white. I hate white like that. Except your singlet that you're wearing. That's okay because you've paired it off with a nice cardigan. Obviously it would be okay because I picked it out for you yester-"
Alice was rambling. Must shut her up.
I proceeded to pick up a piece of garlic bread and shove it into her mouth.
Mission accomplished.
When Alice was chewing the bread, I took that moment of precious silence to say a quick hello to Emmett, Rose and Jasper, a glare at Alice and a kiss on the cheek to Edward.
I'm not a big fan of personal displays of affection... usually.
Don't hold me to that though.
We had some young teenager take our order that kept making eyes at the three men at the table. Skank.
I ordered a chicken Caesar salad with anchovies and a lemon lime and bitter. After shaking jealous thoughts out of my head I turned back to the conversation.
"...and after I won,Emmett chucked a hissy fit and laid on his stomach on the floor to sulk. I bragged my winning by dancing on his back," Alice told Rosalie. Emmett and Alice were fierce competitors when it came to Guitar Hero, both palying on EXPERT and taking turns to see who got the highest score on a song.
Emmett was the sore loser type. Alice was the loud, bragging winner type.
"Pixie you going down next time. Then we'll see who will be dancing on the loser's back."
Jasper piped in, "Man, don't squish my fiancé. I like her fun sized," he winked over at Alice.
Shudder and a half.
Jasper turned to Edward, "So man, I heard that you own the music store across the street from Bella's restaurant."
Edward smiled, "I do. How did you know?"
Emmett coughed as he slowly removed a small pocket sized yellow pages from inside his jacket, stared at Edward and then put it back in again.
What was that about?
I saw Edward visibly gulp, "You better not have pictures," he said to the two men.
"Relax man. That bit takes a little more time to get. We prefer embarrassing ones, instead of the stalkerish ones of you doing stuff like making tea, retrieving the email from your mailbox."
"Oh right. Makes sense," Edward nodded.
"Do I want to know?" Rose asked.
"Baby, some things are strictly men's business."
That earned him a smack from Emmett.
"Sweetie. You have know lost your knife privileges. You may not sharpen them tonight or clean them. I am locking them away. Do not be sexist to me," Rose smacked Emmett again whilst retaining her tone of authority.
"Awww baby! I love my knives!" Emmett pouted.
"Tough love," Rosalie stated as the food arrived at the table, thankfully this time by a woman who looked to be in her fifties and didn't eye off my eye candy.
Only I have the privilege to lick that candy.
Oooh innuendo.
Oooh bad thoughts again.
Oooh my inner monologue is annoying.
Emmett broke my inner monologue silence, "So Bella, Edward. How is girlfriend and boyfriend land?"
"I could ask you the same question," Edward smirked.
"Touche. Dude, you, me and Jasper should get together and go ice skating!"
"As long as you don't take any embarrassing photos of me."
"Nah, one per week is enough."
"W-w-what?" Edward stuttered?
"Oh yeah. I totally have a shot of you walking down the street shirtless holding the fruit bowl from yesterday morning. Should be on the cover of a modelling magazine. Reeoooww Edward."
The table was silent.
But not awkward silence. It was silent because everyone was laughing so hard, that their laughs were silent.
"Alright. I'll take you up on that ice skating offer. I will make rings around where you fall over," Edward challenged Emmett.
"I'll bring popcorn!" Jasper added in.
I groaned. What an interesting lunch this has been.
A/N: Yep... hi. How are you all? I'm currently attempting to write through my writer's block and fight it so that I can post again for everyone. I've already updated one of my other stories and after this, the other, other one will have its turn. Thank you for sticking with me if you are reading this. Review your favourite line or part :)
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