Edward picked me up that night in his shiny silver Volvo. I was wearing a blue blouse under a light gray vest. And jeans of course. I didn't know where we were going anyway, so I just went for the casual kind of look. Anyway I got in his car and said hello.

"Hey," he said back. "You look gorgeous. The blue looks good on you."

"Thanks," I said, blushing bright red of course. "So where are we going tonight?"

"We're going to Seattle. I have a dinner reservations at a very nice restaurant." This guy's got class. I wonder if he realizes that it's not the 1930's. I could've been happy with a cheeseburger.

"That's really nice of you," I said out loud. Inside I was screaming. I didn't know how to act classy. In fact, I was probably going to end up tripping over a table, if not a person.

That's when I noticed how fast we were moving. Shit! This guy was driving fast.

"Do you think you could drive just a little slower? I mean we really don't need to be moving this fast. Do we?" I said all in one breath. Edward looked at me as if I were crazy.

"I like to move fast. It's just more like my nature."

"Your nature? What the hell are you talking about?"

"Nothing," he said quickly. Too quickly, a part of me registered.

"Whatever. I'm just saying that my father is the police chief. I've been raised to abide by traffic laws." My heart slowed down a bit as the needle slowly drifted towards 80.

"I hate driving slow," Edward whined.

"This is slow? Damn, I wonder how fast you usually drive.

"A lot faster than this. Now enough about my driving. Let's talk about something else."

"Like what?" I said.

"Like, why did you move to Forks? Where's your mom? How close is are you to your dad? How close are you to your-"

"Wait! Just stop it! What kind of questions are these? And where did they all come from?"

"Bella," Edward said. "Bella, Bella, Bella. If you only knew who you were talking to. I need to tell you something Bella, and I'm sure you won't like it." As he spoke, a wild almost uncontrolled look went into his eyes. I was getting afraid.

"What are you talking about Edward? I'm getting scared. I want to go home now."

"Oh no, not now. The fun is just about to begin." He pulled over on the side of the rode.

"I'm a vampire, Bella. And we're already at the restaurant. You're the first course." And with that he leaned in closer to me and I fainted.