QUICKIE: Short and sweet chapter today. I didn't have much time to sit and write, but I wanted to give you something.
-Bella's POV-
When I woke up Wednesday morning, I was ecstatic to see that the sun was nowhere to be found. It had rained during the night so everything was as green as could be. I would take this over a nice sunny day anytime, as long as I got to see Alice. Though I started to get nervous about today. What if she didn't talk to me? I know I had that plan on what I would do if she did or didn't, but the plan seemed much better the other day. I would be crushed if she didn't acknowledge me.
I tried to put that out of my head, and got ready for school. I pulled into the lot about the same time as I usually did, parking next to Angela's car. When I got out, the first thing I saw was the silver Volvo, though none of the Cullens were standing around. I was thankful that they weren't, because I'd have to walk right past them to get in the building.
I didn't stop to talk with Angela, Eric, Jessica, or Mike this morning, I was too anxious. I went to my first class early and tried to calm my nerves. I thought about Biology, and how weird to would be if she just ignored me. Or maybe how she would want me to make the first move. Ugh! I wish this wasn't so complicated!
My classes seemed to drag on and on, giving me more time to run through outrageous scenarios in my head. When lunchtime finally came, I held back to use the bathroom, or so I told Jess and Angela. I really needed to splash some cold water on my face. It seemed to help, so I dried my face off and headed to the cafeteria. That's when I felt an ice cold finger brush against my hand. I immediately turned around knowing who it was. It was Alice, standing there, smiling at me.
-Alice's POV-
"Hello."
"Hi, Alice. Uh, you...were gone..."
"Yeah, since the weather was so nice, we all went hiking."
"Oh. Sounds fun..."
"For the most part. But, hey...I was wondering something..."
"...Yes?"
"Would you like to go out this weekend, like a dinner and a movie sort of thing?"
"Oh, um. Like...a...date?"
"It doesn't have to be if you don't want it to."
"No...I...I'd really like that."
"Good. So...it's a date."
"Yeah. It's a date."