Disclaimer: I own nothing Twilight related. The email addresses, chat room names, and anything else are fake also. This is strictly fiction…hence the fiction in fanfiction.

A/N: So, I didn't think I'd update but I got 2 reviews (hint, hint I'd like more please!). This chappie is in Eddie's point of view. Enjoy! P.S. Ima go get me some Chinese foodies!

Chapter 2: Facinelli's

Today was like every other. I woke up at 6am, took a shower, got ready for work, got in my car, stopped at LeFerve Cafe for a quick coffee and bagle breakfast, and then on to my work day.

Only one problem with that. Tanya.

My phone beeped and I fished it out of the pocket of my Borelli suit. I had a message from her.

hi eddi! cant wait 2 c u 2nite! -T

Tanya was so annoying - and the name's not "eddi". It's Edward. Say it with me, Ed-ward. She spoke and texted like a teenager. I mean, "how anoyin iz it when ppl tlk lik this al the tyme!" Half the time I can't even understand what she's saying. The only reason I was dating her was because she was my boss's niece and he was hinting, not so stubly, that if I started going out with her, my career would improve. It may sound immoral but I didn't plan to stay at Volturi Advertising for very long, therefore not staying with Tanya. I wanted to venture into the medical field.

I texted back: Hi. I'll meet you at Facinelli's after work, ok? -E

Facinelli's was one of my favorite Italian restaraunts. It was also founded by my older brother Emmett and his wife Rosalie.

sure thing suga bear! -T

I literally groaned.

The work day went as planned. By lunch time I had finished up all the paperwork I had left on a big name advertisment file. I hope I would be getting paid big bucks for that one. Daddy needs a new pair of shoes!

I sat down in the cafeteria of the work building to eat lunch. I usually ate alone because I was...well, a loner. It's not that I didn't mind being around people - I mean, I loved chatting with strangers. It's just the ones around here weren't my kind of people.

I pulled my laptop from it's case and started it up. While it booted I opened up the paper clad sandwich that I bought at the cafe.

I logged on to a chatroom I found while boredom searching on the Internet one day.

pianoman has entered the chat room

I saw that there were a few people in this chat room. Someone named tootsie123 was flirting with a guy named newbie. They were obviously teens. Someone with the name of klutz913. The name sounded interesting so I sent a private chat request. I usually chatted with anyone in these chatrooms for some form of entertainment and you could usually find some pretty interesting people to talk to.

klutz913 has accepted your private chat invitation.

Private Chat

This person, who I learned was a woman, and I chatted for a little while. I was surprised to find out that we were both lived in Chicago. She seemed nice. We finally said our goodbyes when I realized it was already 4pm and my reservations at Facinelli's was at 5. For some reason, I wanted to chat with this stranger more. Maybe I'd see her tomorrow...

"Hey, Eddie-poo!" I heard Tanya's nasally voice call as soon as I stepped into the lobby of the restaraunt. She was all dolled up, or whored up is more like it, for our 'date'. She was wearing a tight fitting pink dress that dipped way too low with silver death traps on her feet. I bet there was so much hairspray on her head that if you lit a match she'd blow up. But it already looked like a Crayola crayon box exploded on her face because of her makeup.

But, I couldn't complain...well I could but I didn't. The sex was good...as long as I didn't pay attention to all the awkward names she called me during. "Oh, you're the hurricane!", "Sex demon!", blah, blah, blah. Eww!

"Tanya, please don't call me Eddie-poo." I complained. I turned to the maitra de. "Reservation under the name Cullen."

The maitra de looked through his book. "Ah-ha! Here we are. Table for two. Right this way."

We followed him through the thoroughly decorated restaraunt to our table. We were seated, given menus, and our drink orders were taken. Since I had to drive, I ordered a soda. Tanya, of course ordered a scoth on the rocks. For someone who cared so much about what they looked like, she drank like a middleaged Irish man.

Our waiter returned with our drinks. "Have you and the lady decided on an entre for this evening?"

"I would like the Rosellini pasta and potatoes au gratin, please." I said. I handed him the menu.

"Hmm..."Tanya said as she carefully looked over the menu. Here we go... "How many calaries is in the Classic Ceaser Salad?"

"Oh, um...let me check." The waiter said before scurrying off to the kitchen.

I rested my elbows on top of the table and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Tanya, you do this everytime we come here. You already know that the ceaser salad has 112 calories."

She shrugged her shoulders and pulled a makeup compact from her purse. "You never know. They might've changed their recipe."

It was 8pm before we finally got out of there. I was ready to go home. I quickly drove Tanya to her apartment. She tried seducing me into sleeping with her but I refused and made up some excuse of having paperwork to do at home.

Once I was in my own apartment I changed out of my suit and into a comfy pair of sleep pants and a t-shirt. As soon as I sat down on the couch my trust German Sheperd, Jake, hoped up to sit next to me. I scratched between his ears and he laid down. This is where I felt comfy. But if only I had a woman to share my apartment with...

The next day as normal. At lunch I, once again, logged on to that chat room hoping she'd be there. She wasn't but I did get a private chat request from someone named pixie101. Ah, what the heck. I might as well chat with someone.

Private Chat

pixie101: hiya pianoman!

pianoman: Hello pixie. How are you today?

pixie101: im great! im actually sittin here with a friend of mine that chatted with u yesterday.

Hmm...could it be?

pianoman: Is that so? What's their screen name?

pixie101: klutz913

pianoman: yes, we did chat yesterday. How is she?

pixie101: im gonna log off and she's gonna log on to tell u herself lol!

pianoman: alright then.

pixie101 has gone offline.

I wiated for this mystery girl to log on. Finall she did and I sent her a private chat request. She accepted.

Private Chat

klutz913: Hi. How are you today?

pianoman: I'm fine. You?

klutz913: I'm fine too. So...what's your real name? If you don't mind me asking.

pianoman: It's okay. My name is Edward Cullen. I trust you aren't a stalker. lol jk

klutz913: No, I am definatly not a stalker lol. My name is Bella Swan by the way.

Mm...Bella Swan. Such a pretty name. I had to ask...

pianoman: Excuse me, Miss Swan but do you have a boyfriend? I'd hate for him to think that I am flirting with you. lol

klutz913: No, I am single at the moment. lol How about you?

Eh, it's not like I'm ever going to meet this woman. Why tell her about a girl that I'm not planning on dating anymore within the next couple months?

pianoman: Yep, single as a $1 bill.

klutz913: lol I was just thinking that.

Bella and I continued to chat for a little while. Her friend, who's name I learned was Alice, kept putting her two-cents in every now and then when Bella and I would get into a subject about something she found boring. I didn't mind though. Alice was kind of interesting too. But not in the same way as Bella...

pianoman: I'm sorry Miss Bella, but I have to get going. Would you care to chat tomorrow?

klutz913: I'd love to. Goodbye Edward.

pianoman: Goodbye Bella...and Alice. :)

Okay...so...Good? Bad? Please Review! I'm accepting any and all suggestions!

P.S. A little trivia fact for you. Bella Swan's birthday in the real Twilight books is one day before mine. And there's some other book character in another series that has a birthday the day after mine...I just can't remember though. Oh well!

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