Oh my good golly miss molly! I cannot believe that I was so brave.
Well, guess this is my last chance to make a little bit of an impression before I am gone.
A horrible thought just ran through my head. What if Edward meets someone else while I'm in New York?
"Positive thoughts Bella." I said aloud. "Good lord, now I'm talkin' to myself."
I shook my head, and continued packing and tried to concentrate on anything other than the fact that my phone has not beeped with any more texts.
I try to get rid of the dread coursing through my body by imagining which kind of 2 piece bathing suit I will buy next summer, when I can actually wear one.
I fight the urge to look outside, as the gravel in my driveway crunches.
I guess dad only took a half day, so that he can spend some time with me.
Well, until the doorbell rings.
Trudging out of bed and my dismay, I glance out the window.
"Holy shit. What the hell is he doing here?"
Duh, Bella, you invited him.
Please don't trip! Please don't trip!
Just keep chanting.
I don't even think about changing out of my yoga pants and tank top as I slid to the door.
I swing the door open, and there he is in all his beautiful glory.
Okay, … time to flirt and let him know what he will miss.