Lots of love,
Mavelghy
Disclaimer:
"Do I own either Twilight or Dahlia Lounge, oh so magical mirror?"
"No, you don't, Stephenie Meyer does, and Tom Douglas owns that restuarant. Now shut up and let's get on with this story, Mavelghy."
"Ugh! I hate you! Fine,"
Chapter 12- Custodian talk
Today was it. My first official date with Edward, the time had comed. I can't believe my mix of emotions, Jasper would go mad if he was anywhere near me right now. Luckily, he wasn't. I had taken all of the clothes Alice had bought me out of their bags, and they were spread accross my floor. All I knew about today was that Edward was taking me to Seattle, so that's why we were leaving early. What we were going to do there, I had absolutely no idea. At all. But I decided it was better to keep quiet, if I didn't want to be blindfolded the whole trip there. I decided to put on something casual, but elegant at the same time. I decided on a sparkly black top, black skinny jeans, black and white striped heels- my balance had improved dramatically in this last few days black bracelets and my Resin Cameo choker. I curled my hair, put my usual light make-up on, grabbed a black purse I rarely used, and took my black blazer. I was still in Washington, I reminded myself, as I sighed. Charlie was downstairs, leaning on his chair. He looked me up and down, and raised his dark eyebrows.
"Nice clothes," He admired. I rolled my eyes at him.
"Thanks, Alice, she bought them, she said they would look good on me." I said, blusing.
"They do, so when's Edwin going to be here?"
"His name is Edward," I said calmly, a bit annoyed internally, though.
"Yeah, Edward, sure. When is he gonna come pick you up?" He said, with a stern, and parental look on his pale face.
"In a couple of minutes actually, it's already 4:14, he said he would be here at-" I was cut-off by the sound of a light, even musical, knock on the door. I hurried to get it. And there stood, in all his magnificent beauty, my Edward. He smiled a crooked smile down at me, and my heart stopped, he seemed to notice, because he chuckled. He took my pale hand in his and brought it up to his cool lips.
"Hello, Bella." He murmured softly, kissing the top of my hand. I blushed, but smiled. I heard a throat being cleared, so we quickly let go of each-other. I missed the contact, immediately. J put my arm thorugh his, and walked towards my father. Charlie had both arms crossed accross his chest. Staring at Edward.
"Hello, Mr. Swan," My polite angel said.
"Hey, Edward, so I hear you're taking my girl to Seattle?" Said Charlie, amused more than anything.
"Yes, sir, that's the plan."
"Okay, well, just have her home before midnight, it's Friday I guess..." Charlie mused. I knew he wanted me home earlier than that. And so did Edward.
"Yes, sir, I will bring her back home early," He said, I wasn't sure wether he could actually dazzle a male, appearently he could.
"Okay, well, I think we better get going if we want to get back early. Bye dad!" I shouted, as Edward and I made our way to his car. Hand-in-hand. He opened the door for me, I quickly thanked him, and got in. He smiled crookedly at me, and went to the other side, to open his door. As soon as he got in, he took my pale hands in his cold-stone, white ones. It somehow felt good. I smiled at him as he started the engine, and we drove towards Seattle. It was a quiet ride to Seattle, we listened to the classical music we both loved, but did nothing more, there was a no-contact space between us, but he seemed to be really focusing on something, staring at the road, a hint of a smile playing accross his flawless lips.
"What is it?" I asked, rather curiously.
"No, nothing at all, Bella," He reassured me, grabbing my hand and rubbing soothing circles on it, I shivered at his touch, but wrapped my fingers quickly around his. We smiled adoringly at each-other, and relucantly, slowly turned our eyes back towards the darkening road.
A few minutes later, I could see the lights of Seattle ahead of us. We arrived at a expensive-looking restaurant that was named, "Dahlia Lounge" I blushed, I wasn't used to him being a gentleman yet, although he always was, like I said in the book, Edward wasn't someone anyone could get used to, even though I had eternity with him. And he agreed, I beamed at the thought, as he opened the Aston Martin's door for me. I beamed, and he kissed the top of my head.