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"Um…Uhh…I-I…I…" I didn't know what to say, that's what. He had me trapped and I couldn't find a way to get out.
"Well, Bella? I thought we just talked about this? Or were you lying? You said you would tell me when something was wrong." He pressed.
I guess I…could lie to him, "Nothing is wrong, really. I told you I would tell you when something were wrong and when I say I will, that means I will. Really, though, I did not have sex with Jacob. You must be out of your right mind if you really want to believe that, Edward."
"B-but…that's not what Jacob told me." It sounded like he really wanted to believe me. I had to keep trying.
"Edward, look at me," I said, though he was clearly already looking at me. His gaze was intense. He would see straight through my lie if I messed up just the least bit. "Do, I really look like the kind of girl that would have sex with some one I cared nothing about?"
He seemed to think about this. "Well, no."
"See, you have nothing at all to worry about, really."
"Yes, I guess. You don't really seem to be like other girls. You have a different feel to you."
"Explain, please." I wanted to know more about what he was saying. It kind of made my heart flutter.
"Well, you don't have the same…since those other girls have. I have never, from all the time I have known you, noticed how you don't have the actual seventeen year old…aura. You are more…mature, like you are thirty and not seventeen. Its like your brain thinks differently." He seemed to have a bit of trouble finding his words.
"Well, my mom always said I was born middle age, and get older each year." I gave a short little laugh.
He smiled at me, "Well, yeah. I can see that." He paused and then started to pace again, "I never got an answer from you, by the way."
I cocked my head to the side, "What?"
He laughed, "You know, that's cute."
Okay, so I was getting very confused. "What is?"
"When you tilt your head to one side, and the confused look; I like it…a lot." He teased, and smiled crookedly.
I blushed and looked down at the ground, my heart sinking from that certain smile. He was beautiful. "So, what did I forget to answer?"
"Well, I think I recall asking you out on a date…" he trailed off.
"Oh, yes. Sorry about that. I guess I kind of forgot."
"I could see why you would forget. It's not really that important."
I silently cursed myself; I should have known he would take my words wrong. "No, Edward, it's not like that, really. I would, actually, really…like to go on that date…with you." I gave a shy smile.
"Really?" he was booming with happiness, and to that my smile grew.
"Really."
"Okay, well do you have anywhere special you would like to go?"
"No, not really. Just…surprise me."
"Will do," he glanced over my shoulder and then his eyes grew big. "Ugh… We are going to be very late."
I looked over my shoulder to see the lunch room completely empty; I gasped. "Charlie will have something to say about this."
"They won't call your house."
"Well, with Charlie they won't have to. He hears everything."
"Let's go then." He grabbed my hand lightly and I let out a silent sigh. Edward looked back at me and smiled. I guess my sigh wasn't that silent.
We walked to Biology quickly, trying to hurry up so we didn't get a detention. When we reached the classroom, our new teacher Mr. Adams, wasn't yet in there. I sighed again, but with relief this time.
"Lucks on us," Edward murmured to me. He had let go of my hand before we entered the classroom and I was thankful. People already gave us stares as we entered and went straight to whispering.
Luckily I had a lot more things on my mind, as I sat down, that I didn't hear anything that was going on round me.
Edward was on my mind. His beauty and his kindness; everything about him was amazing. He was better then I thought he was. I just had to, some how, find a way to, not only get rid of the rumors before Edward really found out the truth, but to keep the girls away from him as well.
Edward picked me up in his silver Volvo the next night. It had taken some time to get Charlie to let me go out on this date, but I was glad he approved.
After Edward met with Charlie, we were off to Port Angeles to a little Italian restaurant. I was excited, and my jitters were not helping at all. I was literally shaking.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
I looked over to him. He looked rather…sexy tonight. He was wearing a V-neck gray, long sleeve shirt, which hugged his muscular chest. "Nothing," I let out a shaky breath, and heard him chuckle under his breath. I scowled. I was making such a fool out of myself.
When we reached the restaurant my stomach was growling. I had only eaten breakfast this morning, but I hadn't eaten the rest of the day because I was full –with butterflies.
Edward walked around to my side of the car and opened the door for me. He held his hand out to help me out of the car. When I grabbed it a bolt shocked through my hand. It was a weird feeling and I wondered if he felt anything. He smiled crookedly and helped me out of the car. I guess he didn't.
We walked hand and hand to the front door of the restaurant. He held the door open for me. The lady that was waiting to take us to our table was very pretty. She gave an almost too polite smile at Edward, but didn't really pay attention to me.
"Hello, only two?" She asked.
"Yes." Edward spoke. I looked up at him and he gave my hand a small squeeze.
When the lady sat us she turned to Edward, "Can I get you something to drink?"
"Coke," he pointed to me, "And you Bella? What would you like?"
The waitress turned to me and her smile was gone.
"Coke, too." She nodded and sat down two menus for us. I took it and unfolded the padded, dark vinyl.
"I would defiantly recommend the 'Mushroom Ravioli'." I looked across the table at him from my menu.
"Well then, thank you. I guess I know what I am getting." I really didn't know how to read the menu. It was all in Italian.
He chuckled, "Your welcome." I looked around our booth. We were in the middle of the crowd. Edward placed his menu down and the same as I.
I started thinking about a question that I really wanted to ask him, but didn't know if he would take it the wrong way.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked in a velvety voice.
"Well, I want to ask you a question. But you have to…promise me that you will not get upset. Okay?"
"Sure, ask me anything." He joked, and I went ahead and asked.
"Why are you such a…ladies man? Why do you hang all over girls, and flirt with them?" I wanted to know his secret, and I was almost guilty for wanting it.
"Well…" He sighed, "That's a hard one."
"You don't have to answer it."
"No, its okay; you asked and I promised…"
I nodded and waited for him to continue.
"I guess I started doing this when my brothers and sisters left. I was so close with them and when they decided to leave and go to a new school, I kind of just… I don't know, lost it? I am nothing with out them. Even if we aren't all blood related, we are just as close as we would be if we were blood." He continued, "I just felt like I needed to be close with someone, so I started dating. I never dated until they left –that was right before you came. I had a few serious girlfriends and we were close, but never close enough. It just wasn't the same as it was with my siblings."
"Wow," was all I could say. I had never heard him speak with so much emotion.
"But…you," I thought he was done, but he wasn't. "There is something so different about you, that it just makes me…" he was cut off by the waiter.
"Hello. May I take your order?" he placed our cokes down in front of us.
"Yes, I will have the 'Mushroom Ravioli'" I said.
"Yes, I will have the same, please." The waiter took our menus and walked away, leaving me speechless. I wanted so badly to bring the subject back up but-
"Anyways, like I was saying," he continued and I silently thanked god for Edward brining the subject back up. "You make me feel so…different. In a good way, though, trust me. You are…amazing. You are some one I can really relate too, even if it is about nothing." He paused, "I just want you to know, that I am really glad you said 'yes' to this date."
I couldn't speak. That was the sweetest thing anyone had said to me. I felt my heart pounding in my chest and my face flushed deep red.
The waiter came back, then. He placed our food in front of us and then left. We ate in silence at first, but then the conversations picked back up. We talked about our new Biology teacher. We talked about our lives at home, and he asked me about that reason I came to live with Charlie.
When we were finished eating, Edward paid for our dinner and left a twenty dollar tip. I was a little shocked in how much he left, but didn't comment. He took my hand again and led me to the door.
After the hostess thanked him, but scowled at me, we walked out of the restaurant. He walked me to the passenger side of the car –were I sat. I went to go open the car door, but he pulled on our in-twined hands.
"Wait –Bella," I looked up at him; he looked like he was thinking really hard about something.
"Yes, Edward?" I prodded him. It was cold outside and I wanted to get in the car; to the heat.
"You know…you are…really beautiful." He murmured.
I blushed and looked into his green eyes. I don't really know how it happened. It was like two magnets being pulled together, but the next thing I knew, his lips were on mine. Soft and warm.
This is heaven.