I was in shock. My eyes widened and my jaw fell to the floor. Babysitting? Um… no! Not ever, never in my twenty years of living have I ever thought of taking care of… kids. I shuddered at the thought.

"Bella," Edward began. "If it's too much of a problem I can ask someone else…"

"N-No, it's just that…" Oh god, what am I going to say? I finally get this amazing job and the first REAL task he's offered me; I want to turn down in a heart beat? What do I say? Do I say yes, and stop being a baby and take care of the kid? Or do I say no, and have the whole world know I'm a coward; because I can't even take care of a child for a couple hours? But look at him, waiting for my answer; his golden eyes staring into mine deeply. How can I turn down someone like Edward? I took a deep breath and answered. "No need to ask someone else Mr. Cullen; I'll do it."

He smiled. "Thank you Bella." He placed his hand on my shoulder, and at his touch my heart began to do flips.

"No problem Mr. Cullen." I smiled at him; dazzled by his presence.

"I'll see you tonight, at this address and time." He gave me a crooked smile, and began to write down the information on a lined piece of paper. His script; elegant and perfect.

I took the paper and placed it into my bag.

"Thank you so much Bella, you're a life saver."

"It's really no problem Mr. Cullen." I smiled and watched him leave the room. Okay… Babysitting… How hard could it be, right?

…

This is the worse thing I've ever done in my entire lifetime.

No; this is the worse thing anyone- anywhere could ever do in their period of existence.

This was hell.

Let me start from the beginning though, shall we?

I arrived at Edwards's doorstep at exactly 7 o'clock- the time he told me to be there at- and knocked on the door. He answered and greeted me warmly; my heart melted- but that's not the point- even though his very existence makes my heart jump, but back to the story… So I walked into his utterly gorgeous home; the walls happily covered with fantastic icy gray Victorian wallpaper. White couches lay resting on the dark walnut floors, leading up to an –also- dark walnut colored fire place accessorized with vases and photographs. Was it even human to say I envied a man's home? He must have a girlfriend or sister who decorated the place or something; because there is no way that he had thought this design up.

I hadn't realized at that time that my mouth was hanging open in total shock, so Edward politely faked a cough and snapped me out of my daze. It was at that time he then introduced me to his nieces; Brittany and Tiffany. Sounds innocent enough right? … Wrong- way wrong! More wrong than saying you created post-it notes at your high school reunion while everyone knows you obviously did not create the awesome invention Art Fry and Spencer Silver had.

The two twin girls were not human.

Brittany and Tiffany were too smart for their own good. I had believed their innocence, but right when Edward had finished explaining everything to me and then left for his meeting; I had been begging for mercy.

I'm skipping all the gory details for your health.

So now I lay here; breathless, tired, sore, and many other words that describe physical and emotional pain, waiting for Edward to return home to his little demons.

Thank the lord; they had finally tired themselves out and went to bed; to bad they used all their energy and evil schemes possible on me before that.

It was past twelve and my eyes just started to droop when I heard the front door open. I jumped up and fixed anything that looked out of place. Edward walked into the living room and smiled.

"How was it?" He asked.

"It was so fun!" I lied. "The girls and I had a blast! I got them to bed on time; and we did all the activities planned. I had a great time." That sounded good.

"I'm glad you did this for me Bella." He smiled and pulled out his wallet from his pocket. He pulled out five twenties.

"Whoa…" I began to shake my head. I am not accepting this amount of money for a babysitting job… not matter how horrible those children are.

"What? You want more?" He now began to pull out multiple fifties.

"Ed- Mr. Cullen," I quickly corrected myself. "I don't want that much money; I only babysat for five hours…"

"I know, but…" He started to talk quieter. "I know how to girls are, and for you to come and take on them, and not complain afterwards, I really appreciate it. I just thought I could pay you a little extra for all your help…" His icy breath hit my cheek, and I felt my face begin to heat up.

"Thank you," I smiled at him. "But I really can't accept all that money."

"Well… then how about I take you out to dinner?"

Did Edward Cullen just ask me out?

I ran through the sentence again in my head.

Holy crap!

Edward Cullen just asked me out!

My heart began to race and I was at a loss at words. Do I say yes? I don't want to sound too anxious? But I obviously don't want to say no; not ever in a million years! I would never turn down an opportunity like this. I tried to calm myself down; and to get my heart back at an appropriate beating rate.

"I would actually really like that." I smiled at him, and his eyes lit up.

"Great," He grinned at me. "I'll pick you up tomorrow night."

"Okay," I smiled and began to walk out of the house.

"Bella," Edward called after me. I turned around and he looked hesitant for a moment, so I waited for what he was going to say. It took a couple of seconds before he opened his mouth and sighed. "Thank you, again. Have a good night."

"Thanks." My heart dropped. Was this what? - The second time he's disappointed me. Why would he get my hopes up; only to have me thwarted in the end?

Sigh;

Edward Cullen is a serious mystery.