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The next day, Tuesday, started off the same as any other day for me I suppose. I woke up, took a shower, then got dressed. But there was one difference: I was going to see Alice Cullen again today.

After a few minutes deliberation, I chose to wear a pair of dark wash jeans, and a light purple shirt. The shirt had a low neck cut that would normally make me feel self conscious, but I had to do something to stand out, right?

I took a quick glance around my room to make sure I'd gotten everything, grabbed my bag, then was out the door and heading to class.

Like yesterday, the room was pretty much empty when I got there, aside from a few students in the back who were chatting about some movie called "District 9". I took my seat in the front of the class and pulled out my notebook.

Every so often I glanced at the door to see if Alice was there. The fifteenth time I looked up, there she was. My mouth became incredibly dry as she walked towards me and took her seat at my side.

Today she was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, dark blue Converse high tops, and a shirt that was almost the same color as her shoes. Her hair was different today. It was smooth on her head with little pin curls that surrounded her angular face.

"Hey Bella," Alice said softly, flashing her blinding smile at me again.

"Hi Alice," I mumbled, playing with a lock of my chocolate brown hair.

I watched as she scanned my body with her eyes. I blushed a bright red when her eyes fell upon my love cut shirt. "Well, good morning," she added in a tone that had led me to believe that her words had another meaning entirely.

The teacher, who's name I learned was Professor Masen, began the lesson of the day – Shakespeare.

We were each to choose our favorite piece of his work, and write a five page essay, analyzing everything from the plot, to the characters themselves. I began to write down my outline for my paper on a blank page in my notebook, already knowing how I was going to go about writing this paper.

Professor Masen dismissed us, and I glanced at Alice as she stood up. Her shirt, which was skin tight, had a small bump in it around where her navel would be.

She has her navel pierced I realized, and my mouth practically began to salivate.

Alice must have caught me looking because I heard her giggle, causing me to look up at her face.

"Want to go and get some coffee with me?" she asked, "I woke up late this morning and I didn't get a chance to have any…"

I nodded without hesitation and stood up, slinging my bag over my shoulder. Alice smiled and linked her arm with mine as we walked out of the room.

"So, how old are you, Bella?" she asked as we walked towards the nearby Starbucks.

"Nineteen… You?" I replied softly, watching my feet and trying not to focus on the warmth of her arm.

"I'm twenty, almost twenty one."

Alice opened the front door for me and I walked inside. I could practically feel Alice's breath on my neck.

"Take a seat and I'll get you something. You're going to love it, trust me."

I nodded and hurried over to one of the tables in the corner, setting my bag down. I looked up at Alice, seeing her placing her order, smiling warmly at the boy at the register.

The boy was clearly attracted to her, but then again, who wouldn't be?

A few minutes later, Alice walked over to me and set a steaming up in front of me.

"Drink it," she ordered, "It's delicious." She then took a sip of her own drink and winked at me.

I picked up the cup and took a sip. It was delicious! It had a minty after taste, with just a hint of chocolate. "What is this?" I asked curiously.

"It's hot chocolate with a hint of mint," Alice replied, "You didn't strike me as a coffee drinker, so I got that for you instead."

Wow. She was right. I'd never been a big fan of coffee.

"So, tell me about yourself, Bella," she said as she crossed her legs beneath the table, causing her knee to brush against mine.

I felt that same dull ache between my thighs and quickly took another sip of my drink. "What do you want to know?" I asked.

"Anything and everything," Alice replied without missing a beat, "Favorite color, fave movie… Did you have any pets growing up? Just anything you'd tell a new friend."

Friend. The word echoed in my head because deep down I knew that's all Alice and I would ever be: Friends.

"I like orange, mostly because no one else really likes it. My favorite movie is 'The Land Before Time', the original, not any of the sequels. I never had any pets because I'm highly allergic to pet hair," I said in a rush, not wanting to talk for too long.

I looked at Alice and she smiled softly, making me smile as well. "Why 'The Land Before Time'?" she asked.

I shrugged and looked at my drink. "I've always liked it…" I mumbled.

Suddenly I felt cool fingers under my chin, lifting my head up so I was forced to look into Alice's bright blue eyes. "It's my favorite movie too," she whispered, her breath hitting my face. She smelled like toothpaste with a hint of coffee. The smell was intoxicating.

Her thumb brushed across my lips and I closed my eyes. I hadn't realized that I'd stopped breathing. "Alice," I whispered, letting out my breath. Then, her fingers were gone.

My eyes snapped open to see her sitting back in her seat with an amused expression on her pale face. I could feel the edges of my heart tear a bit with the rejection.

"You're much too tempting for your own good," she said simply, taking a sip of her drink. "How about I take you shopping? You need some clothes that will show off your curves, rather than hide them."

I shook my head and looked down. "No… I don't have enough money to buy all new clothes…"

Alice rolled her eyes and laughed. "I'll pay, beautiful," she said as she stood up. "Grab your drink. Let's go."

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I hope you guys liked this chapter. It's still kinda short, but I don't want to put in too much "fluff", as my friend calls it.