Hi everyone! i'm back. how was everyone holidays. i hope it was good. So guess what, i passed all my classes (YAY!) and now i'm on break so there might be another update coming so. okay, sorry i'm talking. i kept u guys waiting long enough, there's Chapter 8
(sorry if this part seem unimportant. i gonna learn to work on that. but like a few chapters before, it is important. you'll find out in the next one. they're like a domino affect.)
8. First Date
The days waiting for him to bring the date up again seem to drag together. We would talk all night like that night. Sometimes I would wake up and find my phone in my hand with the time still going. We would also text each other during classes; but never when we were in the same room together. I kept thinking someone would notice that every time I was receiving a text was the same time he looked to sending one.
Every time we would talk, I would ask about what he had planned. Each time he would say the same thing. "You'll find out when the day comes." I would ask him when exactly was the day coming and he would just repeat what he said before. The worst part that he didn't even give me a hint. This is why I hate surprises, the waiting always seemed endless.
I started stop thinking about it. I figure the more questions I asked, the more he would try to go around it. So I had to wait.
Because of our late night talks and the time I could be spending doing homework I was in his class room, I was falling behind in my schoolwork, like I predicted. Not that I minded much, conceding why I was falling behind. The only thing that kept me trying to keep up was the thought that if I wanted to date him freely-if we're still dating for that long-I had to get out of this school, which meant I had to pass Junior year.
So I was in the library for about a week to do the homework he was keeping me from the night before. Alice just happened to be with me this time.
"How are supports to do this?" she was complaining about an assignment we had to do for English. I rolled my eyes at her. I didn't understand what was so hard about it.
"You read the story, then answer the questions. How is that difficult?"
"It is when the story is so boring it can put a rock to sleep." she countered. I chuckled at her. She was right, the story was hella boring. It's like all the English teachers get together and ask each other, "how can we bore the hell out of our students today?" but there's nothing you can really do about it but read the damn thing so you can get a grade.
"Why can we read a romance or something?"
"Because that would be something interesting." I joked, even though I didn't care for romance novels as much as she did. "And heaven forbids something like that would happen." I joked and we both laughed quietly.
Alice stopped and looked over my shoulder. "Speaking of interesting romances." she said then nodded behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw we she was talking about. I turned back with a smile on my face. That was her hint to leave. "I should look for a book." she winked.
I ran my hand though my hair then looked at my paper again. A few seconds later, I heard his footsteps behind me. "Hello, my beautiful Bella." he whispered in my ear. He gave me a quick peck on the cheek-so small and quick that I'm sure no one saw, or thought he was still saying something in my ear.
I blushed. I wanted to turn my head to give him a hello kiss, but I had to remember where we were. Looked up and saw he was going to sit next to me. As much as I wanted him close, I knew he didn't be that close. I shook my head. "What?" he asked.
"Too close." I told him. "Move the chair over a little." he nodded in agreement.
He sat in the chair and moved it closer to me. He was close that his leg was basely on mine. I laughed and gave him a light push. "I mean the other way." he gave a light chuckle then moved in the opposite direction. I put my pencil down and lend toward him so we could hear our whispers.
"As if interrupting my work when I'm at home isn't enough, now you gotta do it at school too. Am I ever going to get work done around you?" I joked.
He smiled at it. "I came over here to talk to you about something, but if you care about you work more than me, then…" he started to get up, but I grabbed his shirt before he could.
"No, I'm not." I told him honestly. I could care less about this stupid assignment in front. "Now, what's the reason you're over here?" I smiled.
"I came over to talk you about that, umm…'field trip' we were talking about." he said in a low whispered.
I gave him a confused look. I wasn't quit sure what he meant. Then I realized how he said 'field trip'. I started smiling again. "Oh, that one. So are you gonna finally tell what we're doing?" he shook his head. "Why not?" I all but whined.
"Because I was thinking instead of telling you, I'll show you." I crocked an eyebrow at him. "What would you say if I said I was really to take you on that field trip?"
I smiled at his hint. "I would say when."
"I was thinking tonight." he said when a smile. Today was Thursday. Anywhere were he was planning to take me would be empty since it was the day before the weekend. It was perfect.
"Really?" I asked. He nodded. "In that case, I think I'm free tonight." I said with a smile.
His smile widened. "Okay. Then met me behind the school tonight at 6:30. "I nodded in agreement. I started to lend in to give in a kiss good bye, but I stopped myself. I just smiled at him. He smiled back before getting up and leaving me.
As soon as he was far, Alice ran back to the table.
"What did he want?" she asked excitedly.
I looked at her. As if she didn't already know. I looked around to make sure no one was close enough to hear me "he asked me on a date." I said with a smile.
"Really?" her smile widened. I nodded.
"Actually, he asked me a few days ago, but he told me it was today."
She squealed. I reacted by covering my ears. What the hell is wrong with her? Why did she get sp excited about that?
"What time is he picking you up?" she asked when my ears were free.
"I'm meeting him here at 6:30." I told her. I picked up my pencil to begin writing again.
"You have to come over my house before you go."
I closed my eyes. "Alice, no." I knew what she wanted. I really didn't feel like letting her play Barbie Bella. It was okay when I was trying to get his attention, but that was over. I didn't need her to make me over like some damn baby doll. I opened my eyes and looked at her. "I think I'm perfectly capable of getting ready myself."
"No, I don't think you are, Bella. Fine, if you don't want to come over, I'll come over your house to make sure you pick out the right thing." she said. I know she was thinking that she was backing down, but she really wasn't. One wrong chose, and she'll bit my damn head off.
"There's no way you're not going tot be a part of this, is there?" she shook her head. I knew the answer before she did that. I sighed hard. "Fine, I'll come over. But don't go overboard please." I begged her.
She nodded. She held up her hand as if making a promise. "You have my word." she promised.
I nodded and turned my attention back to my work.
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"Alice, there is no way in hell I'm wearing that." I told her, with my hand covering my face.
"Why not?" she asked like she really didn't see a problem with what she was showing me. She was showing me an outfit that can only be described as 'never going on my body'. It was a tank top with spaghetti straps. It was made out of a very shiny fabric. It was cute, not doubt about it, the thing looked like it showed off my stomach. And the skirt she was hold up was shorter than the one I usually wear.
I looked at her "because I'm going on a first date, not a fucking pole." I told her. I knew that whole not-going-over-broad thing was not going to be kept once I got there.
"Oh, come on. It's not that bad." she walked over to me, still holding the clothes in her hand. "Just try on the shirt."
"Hell no." I looked her like she was crazy. "That damn thing looks like it will barely cover up my stomach."
"So, you have a cute stomach." she tried to argue, but I gave her look that told her I wasn't buying it. I shook my head at her.
"No, Alice. He would think I'm disputed or something if I where that on our first date."
"You were thinking that when you guys weren't dating." I heard her mumble as she turned to put the clothes back in her closet. I gave her look. I was about to respond but stop myself. In a weird way she was right. But, still.
"Just show me the next outfit." I said as I rested my head on my hand.
She showed me a strapless dress that was just as short, if not shorter, than the skirt. I breathed hard. "No." I simply told her.
She rolled her eyes and turned back in the closet. "You need to pick something, you don't want to go naked; even though I'm sure he won't mind." she said as she shift through the clothes.
I smiled at her joke. "Why can I just wear jeans or something?" I asked.
She turned around and looked at me like I just spoke of a sin. To her, I probably did. "Because that's tacky." she said. "Now pick something." she ordered.
I sighed and got off her bed. I looked through the clothes with her. I saw a dress that caught my eye. "I like this one." I admitted. I pulled out a red dress that was fluffed at the bottom like a prom dress. It was cute because it wasn't long like one. It looked like it stopped somewhere around my knees. The straps looked off the shoulder like the shirt I wore the day I decided to step it up.
She took it out of my hand to look at it. She nodded in approval. "Yeah, this should be cute." she walked over to her bed and tossed the dress on it. She turned back to me. "Okay, now for your hair." I groaned. "You know, this would be a lot easier if you didn't whine after every little thing." she lectured. I picked a damn dress, what else did she want from me, to go in a magic door and come of a princess or something?
"Did you bring your strawberry shampoo?" she asked. I nodded then walked over to my bag to pull it out. "Good, now go take a shower and wash your hair." she ordered. I knew fighting with her would be pointless, so I grabbed a towel and did what she said.
I stayed in the shower longer than I'm sure she wanted. While the water was running through my hair, I was lost in thought. Things kept jumping around in my head like a damn jumping bean or something.
I got snapped out of thinking when I heard a knocking on the door. "Bella, hurry up. You only got an hour and I still have to do your hair and make-up." because I was totally unable to do it, or so she thought. It's not that I couldn't, it's that I don't care enough to do it. I turned off the shower and stepped out. I put on Alice's bathrobe on top of the towel I had on to go to her room.
When I came in, I saw her desk covered with make up and a curling iron and blow dryer on the left. I resisted the urge to groan as I walked over to it and sat down in the chair.
She began combing and blow drying my wet and tangled hair.
"Ouch Alice. You're combing hair not yanking weeds from the damn ground." I said every time she pulled at it.
"I'm sorry. It's not my fault your hair's a tangled mess when wet." she argued as she pulled again.
"Just stop, please." I begged.
"Calm down. I'm almost done." she said with no sympathy.
When she was finally done, I found myself rubbing my temple. Once I was done, she began curling it. When she was done with my hair, she moved to my make-up.
I reacted when I felt the eye pencil under my eyes. "Stop flinching. You want me to poke your eyes out?" she always does this, but I can never get use to it. She finished with my eyes then move to my lips. I stopped her when I saw the lipstick in her hand. I draw a line there. She sigh and grabbed the lip gloss. She handed to me when she was done. "Keep this in your purse." she told me. I nodded and dropped the tube in my purse.
I put my dress on while she picked out the shoes. She handed me some black flats that could pass for ballet shoes. I took them and slipped them on. I put on the small silver hoops she gave me a few weeks ago.
"Okay, now let me see." she stepped back to view her work. I did a full turn so she could see. When I did, I stopped when I saw myself in the mirror. I twisted and turned to get a full view of myself. She saw me looking and smiled. "Damn, I do good work, don't I?"
I shook my head at her and rolled my eyes. "whatever." but she was right. I look pretty. Very mature.
I checked my phone for the time. It was 6:15. I quickly grabbed my purse, my jacket and my car keys. "Gotta go. Thank you." I gave her a hug.
"You're welcome. Have fun." I smiled at her. "Not too much." she warned. I chuckled.
"Okay, mom. I'll see you tomorrow." I told her as I walked out her room and down the stairs and out the house.
I arrived at the school a couple minutes later. I drove around the back like he told me. I saw him lending against his car and pulled up aside of him. I saw him smiling at me through the window. I smiled back as I took off my seatbelt. He walked to the door and opened it for me.
"There's my girl." he smiled a he reached his hand out to me. I took it and he helped me out. I put my arms around his neck and my lips around his.
I pulled away and smiled at him. "I am capable of getting out a car myself, you know." I told him. He rolled his eyes at my statement.
"I have something for you." he said, ignoring the comment.
I forgot about what I said too. "What?" I couldn't help but asking. He pulled away from the embraces to go back to his car. He reached in and grabbed something. When he turned back towards me, he had a bouquet of roses in his hand.
"These for you." he smiled. As he handed them to me. I took them with a small smile. I smelled them to humor him. I didn't like roses, never did. I didn't find the fascination with them. They didn't smell that good to me. I personally preferred daisies or something. But I guess it was traditionally to have roses on the first date, so I didn't say anything.
"Thank you." I reached up to kiss him on the cheek. I turned around and put the flowers in the passenger's seat. I closed the door and turned back to him. He took my hand and led me back to his Volvo. He opened the door for me again. I stepped in with saying anything this time. I figured he was going to do this every time we got in a car-or any place with doors for that matter- and I knew there was nothing I could do or say to stop him. I guess that's just the way he was raised. I wasn't, that's why I didn't like accepting help when not needed.
When he closed the door behind me, I felt a strange feel of comforter in there. Most girls wouldn't fell that in there teacher's car, but I couldn't help but to feel it.
He came in and turned to me. "You ready?"
I nodded. "Since the day you first asked me." I lend in to give him a peck on the cheek then put my seatbelt on. He put his seatbelt on then started the car to drive out of the parking lot.
As we drove, soft music played on his radio.
"I really like this song." I announce as I turned up the radio a bit. The music from the speakers poured into the car and filled with soft tones of different kinds of horns. I tapped my hand and moved my head to the beat.
I noticed him looking at me from the corner of his eye. I stopped tapping and smiled at him. "What?" I asked as I turn the radio down to the volume it was before.
"You like jazz?" he crooked an eyebrow at me.
He was saying that like it was so unbelievable that I did. I guess it kind of was for people my age. "Yes. I actually like most kinds of music, but I mostly like smooth things like jazz and classical. They kind of relax me." I explained.
"Wow, that's interesting." he said as if he was impressed or something. I asked him what he meant by that. "I mean that not most teenagers like soft things like that. I bet the kids at the school can't even name a song without lyrics."
I wouldn't disagree with him a little; hell, I wouldn't disagree at all. They really didn't think too much of anything without, as they put, 'total head banging, kick-ass, lyrics'. I guess he was impressed; and that was why. "Well, I'm not like the other kids at school."
He nodded. "I know. I'm starting to see that." he turned his head to me. "You're very mature for your age, Bella." he smiled.
I blushed tucked my hair behind my ear. "Keep your eyes on the road." I told him shyly, acting like I didn't hear the comment, as I looked out the window. He chuckled.
When I got my nerves back together, we talked about the different types of music we both listen to. Comes to find out, our music interest is very similar. Expect for the fact he was into that god awful metal. I hated that damn gene. I couldn't get pass the fact that it sounded like a lot of noise.
He drove pass multiple restaurants, and each time I thought it would be the one he would stop at. But he just kept driving. I finally said something when I saw a sigh saying that we were entering Port Angles.
"What are we doing in Port Angles?" I turned to him. He stopped the car in front of a building.
"Because this is where I'm taking you." he got of the car and walked around to my side. He opened the door for me and helped out of the car the same way he helped me in.
I looked at the building and saw it was an Italian based restaurant. I've here before. Alice and I went here when she goes on one her crazy shopping spree and drag me along with her.
"It was the most far thing away from Forks I could think of." he told me.
I smiled at him as he took my hand and leaded to the door. Just as thought he would, he opened the door for me. I walked through without saying anything.
When he walked in behind me, he grabbed my hand again. He leaded to the podium, where the host was standing.
"Reservations for two" Edward said to the guy. He looked at the binder and responded.
"Last name?" the guy said. He told the gut his name. "Oh yes. Your table is right this way. ." he stepped from behind the pardon. And lead us to a table. My eyes widen when I saw it. It was near a dark corner and the there was a candle in the middle of the table, providing some light. There were rose petals all over the table. I wanted to roll my eyes at that part. Again with the damn roses. The sight was so nice that I left it alone.
"Your waiter will be with yourself shortly." the host smiled at us. "Enjoy your evening." he gave slight bow. Edward thanked him before he walked away from us.
I let to of his hand to take off my jacket. I saw his reaction on his face before he said anything.
"Wow." he gasped. He took my jacket out of my hand and set it on the chair. "I thought you were beautiful before. But now…" He took my hand and spins me around to get a full view. "wow." he said again.
I smiled at him. "You look pretty wow yourself, Mr. Masen." I told him as he pulled my chair out for me. I sat down in it, again without saying anything. He was going to have to get over this whole 'gentleman' thing. I could tell it was going to get old and annoying quicker than faltering.
"Remember when I said blue is your color?" he said ass he pushed my chair to the table. I nodded. "I lied." I felt his breath on my ear. "Red is definitely your color." he said then kissed on the cheek before going to his own chair across from me.
I was pretty sure he would say about every color I wear, but I thanked him anyways. I carefully lend across the table to give him a kiss.
We started to talk when our overly happy waitress. As soon she saw him, her smile widened. She walked over to us and stood close to his end of it. She turned her back to me and faced Edward directly. "Can I get you something to drink?" even though I couldn't see her face, I knew exactly what she was thinking and showing it with a smile.
He gesture towards me. She turned towards me; I could tell that she didn't want to. "Water." I just told her so she could walk away.
She nodded and quickly turned back to him. "same." he told her. She nodded and finally walked away from us. I turned back to him. I didn't want some little flirting to ruin this.
He picked up the menu to look at it. "You know what you're getting?" he asked me.
I nodded but then remember he wasn't looking at me. "Yeah. I actually came here before with Alice." I admitted.
He put the menu down and looked at me. "Really, and here I thought I was being original."
I chuckled. "You are. I've only been here once and even then I wasn't sitting across a great guy by candle light with flower petals all around." even though I could do without the pedals. But he didn't need to know that. He was trying. "I love it." I told him instead and lend across the table again to kiss him.
It seemed like as soon I as pulled away, our waitress came back over us with our waters. She said them on the table and turned to him again.
"So, have you decided yet?" I noticed how she didn't make 'you' plural. I kept quiet and took a slip of my water. He gesture to me again. He probably also saw she was doing and trying to get her away from him.
I placed my glass on the table before saying anything. "Mushroom ravioli, please" I told her.
She wrote it down. "Anything else?" she asked. I shook my head.
"No thank you." before I could the last sound out she turned back to him.
"How's your chicken marsala." he asked.
"Oh, it's very tender." I could hear the flirty, seduction smile in her tone. I rolled my eyes and the lame innuendo. He looked at me, as if he saw me.
"Bella, what you do think?" he said to me.
I gave a silent. "That's what Alice got when we came and she said it's good. So I'd get him." I told him, trying to keep the urge to tell her to stop. I knew that wouldn't do anything but make him think I was someone who was easily jealoused.
He nodded at me. He gave her a polite smile and handed the menu. I did the same, but my smile wasn't as polite as his. She walked away, leaving us alone again. Hopefully for a longer amount of time.
We talked again while we wait. For as long as we talk, it's amazing that we didn't run out of things to talk about. He asked me what I plan to do after high school. I told him.
Just then, our meal came. She sat the plates in front of us. This time neither of us looked at her. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction. And I'm pretty sure he didn't want to look away from me, which I was happy with. "Anything else?" I'm sure she was asking him. We both shook our heads. She said something else, but I wasn't sure what nor did I care enough to worry about it, before walking away from us.
We both cut into our food then put it in our mouths. "So…" I swallowed the food before continuing, and then wiped my mouth with my napkin. "What are you going to do once I graduate?" I asked him.
He did the same before talking. "Well, if we still together, I'm hoping to help you with work or something. It really doesn't matter, if it's invading you, I'll be fine." he smiled
I smiled back. I like how he put that. But then I realized he said 'if' we're still together. I didn't know how to take that. I wasn't sure if he thought we'd still be together or not. Graduation was a year away, who the hell knows what would happen in that time span?
I stop thinking about it and finish eating. There's no reason on trying to think about what might or might not happen in the future.
We ate some more without touch any dangerous topics like the future. As we were finished our meals, I noticed soft music was play. As I wiped down my side, I found myself humming with the song. I heard his push his chair back. I looked up and saw him standing next to me with hand out for me to take it.
"What?" I asked confused. He didn't pay the bill yet so I didn't know what he was doing.
"dance with me." He said.
My jaw dropped when I heard that. "Edward, I haven't danced since I was a little girl." I told him. During one of our late night talks, I told him I use to dance. The last time I dance was when I was about nine. And even then, all I did like ballet. I was use to reunites and choreograph, not to the dancing he wanted to do. It was a soft song so I knew he want to slow dance.
He took both of my hands and pulled me from the chair. "Come on. I'm sure it won't be that bad."
He leaded me to an open space. He sprung me then pulled me into his arms. I let him lead and followed each step he took. He smiled as he watched me follow each of his steps. I smiled back and pulled myself closer to him. I was such in bliss; I totally forgot we were in a crowded restaurant.
We stopped when the song did. When I tried to pull away, he tightened his grip around my waist. "one more dance." He begged.
I shook my head. "I think people are starting to stare."
He gave a light chuckle. "I don't care. And neither should you. Please, just one more."
I smiled the reached up to kiss him on the lips. "later." I promised when I pulled back.
He agreed and took his arm from around my waist. I kept a hold of his hand as we walked back to our table.
He sighed hard when we both were sitting back down. I laughed at him. I didn't want to believe he was actually upset about that. "Are you mad that we didn't dance again?" I asked him with a smile on my face.
He shook his head. "No, I'm over that." He said.
"Then what's your problem?"
"You're too far away." he said. I tried my hardest not to blush, but that's what his words did to me. It seemed like he has all the right words to do that. Since he was right across from me, I somehow mange to keep it in check, at least I think I did.
I lend on the table. "So what are you going to do about that?" I asked sweetly. As if he was waiting for a signal, he moved his chair next to mine. When he sat down next to me I realized he was right; I was too far. He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to his body.
I was having a great time. This alone, face to face time was just too great for words. I was going to tell him that until I saw our very annoy waitress coming towards our table. Man, she was really pissing me off tonight. The only wrong about this evening was her. I rolled my eyes and breathed hard. I pulled away from his grip.
He asked me what was wrong and I nodded in her direction. He looked over his shoulder and saw what I was talking about. "Can I give to anything else?" she asked him. Since he was sitting right next to me, I saw the look she had all over her faced. He shook his head. "Nothing for your..." she paused and looked my way. "Daughter?" she said that like she was insure.
"his girlfriend." I corrected her.
"Really?" I nodded. "You don't look older than sixteen." She commented.
I struggled to keep a smile on my face. "Aww, that's sweet." I put my hand over my heart like I was really flat "but, I'm actually twenty-one." I lied. I didn't want to, but she pushed me with that damn comment. It really wasn't anything of her damn business how old I was.
"Just bring us the bill, please." Edward stepped in. She smiled at him before walking away. He turned to me when she wasn't in hearing distance anymore. "What was that about?" he didn't sound angry.
"she's been a bit too friendly with you all night." I said.
"Are you jealous?" he asked with a humored smiled. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction so I shook my head. He laughed lightly at the lie. "yes you were, I can see it in your eyes." He commented. I guess what people say is true, I suck at lying.
"I wasn't." I lied again turned my body towards his. "When I saw the way she looked at you, I was more worried than jealous." I explained. One the word came out, I realized that it was true. I mean I was jealous, but I was also worried.
"What were you worried about?" he must've also found some truth in that because the tone of his voice was serious now.
I shrugged. "I don't know." I looked down before going on. "That you would realize that you don't have to be with me; that you can get someone your own age."
"Okay, first Bella, I'm not doing anything because I have to." He put his finger under my chine and lifted my head up to see my eyes. "I want to be with you. And secondly, you don't have you worry about anything. I only think of you." He told me. Everything about the way he said that made me believe him. He lends in and locked his lips around mine.
A throat clear made us part away from each other. We looked up and of course she was there. She was a fucking creeper. What, did she have something in her head to tell her to stop us every time I was enjoying myself? She handed him the bill with a wink and a piece of paper.
I took the paper from him before he could open it. The note said 'call me when you get tire of hanging with children' with her number at the bottom. I sighed hard. Unbelievable. She just saw us kissing and she was still trying to hook up with him. Edward asked what did it say and I shook my head. "nothing important." I told him as I ripped it up. "what's next?"
"Well, how would my twenty year old girlfriend like to take a walk with me?" he asked with a smile.
"Twenty-one" I playfully corrected him. "And I would love that." I gave him a quick peck on the lips. We both got out of our seats. We grabbed our jackets then took each others' hand. He paid the bill and we walked out of the building.
He parked in an empty lot. When he got out, he helped me out. Since Port Angles was more of the downtown of Forks, there weren't many places we could walk. We strode around the town, not looking for anything particle. Just enjoying each others company.
As we were walking, I realized how cold it was. I have a jacket on, but I was still cold. I wrapped my arms around myself to try and keep warm. He must have seen this because I felt him put his jacket around me. I looked up at him. "Thank you. But won't you be cold?" I asked.
He shook his head. "Besides, I rather be cold than to have you freeze to death."
We sat at a bench we found. As soon as we did, I cuddled tightly in his arms. His jacket was doing well at keeping me warm, but it was nothing compared to his body heat.
"So what made you want to become a teacher?" I asked him as we sat there.
"I like kids and I like helping people, so I thought teaching would be perfect."
"Why math?"
"It's a funny story." I looked at him so I could look at him as he went on. "I actually hated math as a child." I frowned my eyebrows at him. It seemed unbelievable that he hate a subject he so good at. "Yup, I hated it so much that I almost didn't pass each grade because I would fail each time. Then one year, my mom got tired of me failing the one subject that she decided to teach me it herself. Once I started getting good grades on my tests, I realized that it wasn't as hard as I thought I was and I fall in love with it."
"Well, I'm glad she pushed you." I smiled at him
"Why, because you're glad to have such a push over for a teacher?" he teased.
"no. Because if she didn't, I wouldn't be able to do this." I reached up and met my lips with his. I pulled away. "and because you're a pushover teacher." I teased. He smile at me a sneezed me tighter. When he loosened his grip, he slightly rocked us back and forward.
I don't know if it was the mixture of his warm arms and the slight rocking or the fact that I was so tire, but I found myself resting my head on his chest and drafting in and out.
"I think it's time to get you home." I heard him said.
I shook my head against his chest. "I don't want to leave you yet." I mumbled.
I heard him chuckle. "I'll see you tomorrow." He promised. It seemed so far away from now, but I was going to have to take that. I murmured okay and he stood up. My body was too weak for me to follow his lead. I fell to the side without trying. He helped me stand up and we started walking back to his car. About half way there, he picked me up in his arms and carried me the rest of the way.
When we got to the car he gently placed me in the sit and put my seatbelt on for me. When the car started moving, I tried to stay awake. I didn't want to miss anything.
"Edward, talk to me." I told him. He asked me why and I told. "so I can stay awake." I usually try to stay alert when I'm in the middle of a conversion with someone.
"Babe, just go to sleep. I can tell you're tire." He told me.
I shook my head. "I can't, how would I get home?" I challenged.
"I can always take you." He offered.
"That's sweet. But how would I get my car home? And plus what if my mom's up and she sees you?" I challenged again.
"I don't care. I'm not comfortable with you driving while you're in the state." I said no when he said that. I didn't want to risk her see him. I couldn't handle it she did and got the wrong idea; well the right one, but the wrong one for her to know.
I told him that I was capable of driving. I only lived a few blocks away from the school. There wasn't much that can happen between the school and my driveway. "One time I drove both me and Alice home from a party sometime after midnight."
"yeah, because that's makes me feel better." He mumbled sarcastically.
"It should. When it comes to driving, I'll have enough energy to get where I need to be." I can by his silence that he still wasn't comfortable about letting me drive home. "I tell you what; if you really want to help me, can go get me a medium latte please?"
"Sure, but what would that do?" he asked me.
"it will give me enough energy to get me home, since you're worried about me." I said to him.
"I only worry because I care about you, Bella." he said. I didn't realize my eyes were close until I opened them to look at him.
Something about the way he said it made me believe he was hundred percent sincere. I know I know shouldn't believe everything he was telling me, but I couldn't help myself. He always said the exact things I either want or needed to hear. I didn't know I needed to hear them until he said them.
I lend over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I care about you too."
He did what he said he would and got what I asked for. When we got to the school parking lot, I was still slipping on it.
"I really did have a good time tonight." I told him with an honest smile. I've never been on a date where the guy and I just sat and talk. It's usually just a dinner at a fast food place and an action movie the guy 'thought' I would be interested in, not knowing that would be the only 'action' happen. But I usually pretend to be sick or tire before the third scene and ask to be taken home.
"I'm glad." He gave me a peck on the cheek. When he pulled back, I took my hand out of my pocket and turned his face to mine so our lips could meet.
He pulled away, licking his lips. "Your lips taste like coffee." He said. Yeah, that's kind of what happens when you're drinking it. I didn't say that out loud. I just shrugged and took another slip. "Now you're such you can drive home?" he asked me for the seemly hundredth time.
I nodded. I took another slip before speaking. "I'll be fine."
"Please be carefully. I don't want I would do if you didn't walk through my classroom door in the morning." I smiled a shy smile when he spoke those words. He really cared about me.
I wanted break some of the seriousness. I gave his shoulder a light punch. "Come on, Masen. Don't be such a girl." I teased. By the way he looked, I could tell he wanted me to take what he said seriously. I sighed. "relax." I said in more none playfully tone. "I'll be fine." I repeated. I gave him one more kiss good-bye before getting in the car.
I placed what was left of my drink in the cup holder. I started the car when I hear a tap on the window. I looked at him. He signaled me to put on my seatbelt. I rolled my eyes but did what he ask. No need for him to be more worried than he already was.
I turned back to him. "Happy, dad?" I teased through the window. He smiled and mouthed back 'very'. I smiled and waved at him as he pulled away from the window and let me drive out of the lot.
When I got home, I used the energy that was left from the latte to get up the stairs. I went to the bathroom to clean off the make-up and to pull my hair back. When I got back to my room, I changed my clothes to a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I grabbed my phone and flopped on my bed. I send Edward a short text. Stop worrying, I'm home now. I'll see you in the morning.-Bella. As soon as I pressed sent, I laid down and fall a sleep.
Yep, that's it. i was waiting until the end of the chapter to tell so since we're i will. while i was taking a break from updating, i started a new story (yay.) It's called 's like Twilight but Bella's the vampire. (get it. because daybreak it opposite of twilight. lol. okay i scent no one is laughing with me so i'm just going to going.) anyways, don't look for it b/c it's not up yet. i still i have to edited it and fill in some empty spaces. but it will be up soon b/c i'm already on the fourth chapter. can you believe that. X)
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