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Chapter 10

Forks, Washington, 2096

BPOV

The days till the weekend passed slowly. School was mostly boring, listening to teachers half my age repeat things that I had already learned dozens of times. I guess I could compare it to a human college student participating in a grade one class every day, pretending to be one of them. Guys would still repeatedly ask me out, and there was this one guy who would follow me everywhere I went, like my shadow. He reminded of Mike Newton.

Finally, Saturday afternoon rolled around. I removed my scent and made myself invisible so that no one would know that I was around. I ran to the Cullen's house and hid myself on the other side of the river, in the trees. I could tell that Edward and Jennifer – it hurt to have an 'and' between their names – were not here, but I saw two unfamiliar vampires set up a table, and set two large champagne glasses on it. There was a romantic feel in the atmosphere.

Then, I realized that it was the vampire version of restaurant-at-home, where waiters would serve people who didn't want to go out to eat. A blond stepped out of a car, adjusting her outfit. She was obviously the waitress, the only one tonight.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. I waited as the other two vampires left, and there was no one in the vicinity. I circled to the other side of the house, and made myself look like Esme.

Then I walked to the waitress. "Hello dear," I said in a warm voice, making myself sound like Esme. She turned towards me. "Well, I'm afraid that we won't need you tonight, I'm sorry, but here's your pay." I handed to her a card; having already placed more than what was necessary on it.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, he told me that he had changed his plans. I'm so sorry to disturb you."

"It's OK, and thanks, I guess," she ran down the driveway.

I sighed in relief: the first part of my plan had worked!

I removed my mind shield, and concentrated on my thoughts being normal, so that Edward wouldn't suspect anything. Then I made myself appear exactly like the blond waitress and copied her scent. So far, so good.

There was a table behind the board, where the buckets of blood sat. There was also a chair and a book, The Truth about Vampires. I flipped through the pages, laughing at most of the content. After so many years, the humans still got it all wrong.

I was reading this passage about how to get rid of vampires when I heard a car speed off the highway. The author advised us to pour frog's urine over a vampire's head and rubbing garlic near the vampire's nose while chanting in some weird language. I wondered if the author had factored in a vampire's strength and speed into that formula.

The car turned to the other side of the mansion, presumably so that Jennifer wouldn't see this surprise. I focused on professional, but not suspicion-rising thoughts. I continued reading the book at a slow vampire speed, so that I wouldn't run out of reading material before my plan was successful.

After a few minutes, when Jennifer was busy getting ready for her date, I heard footsteps walk across the Cullen's lawn. Edward appeared in front of me, in a gorgeous black suit. It was difficult to contain my thoughts.

"Hello," he greeted me silkily, "Could you please stand next to the table in 10 minutes?"

"S-s-sure," I stuttered. I assumed that being dazzled was a fairly normal reaction.

He glanced at the book in my hands. "Interesting…" I replayed the book's instruction to kill a vampire in my head. He smiled, "Hmm…Emmett would love to try that one out." He turned around and left.

Jennifer's POV

Oh My GOD! No, wait a minute, it's OH MY EDWARD! Yes, my Edward. He'll be mine soon, maybe even tonight! He told me to dress formally, so it could be that he'll be proposing! Oh My Edward! I couldn't stop bouncing in place.

"Jennifer," Alice chastised, "Stop bouncing, or else your makeup will look horrible! You wouldn't want to look ugly for your date, do you?"

"OK, Alice, I'll try…But I'm so excited! Will he propose?" I squealed.

"I'm not going to look, because I don't want you to know in advance; it'll ruin the surprise! But if you keep shouting that, he'll hear you and he probably won't propose at all!"

"Alice…" I whined, "Please?"

"Nope," she said in a firm voice, twirling the chair around, facing me to the mirror. "Voilà!" she declared in a satisfied tone.

My mouth dropped open: Alice had created a goddess out of me - not that I wasn't goddess material in the first place.

"Thank you, Alice! You're the best!" I shouted to her, sincere.

"You're welcome, Jennifer." Alice hugged me carefully, to not wrinkle my grey halter dress. I hopped down the stairs, right into Edward's arms.

"You're beautiful," he whispered in my ear.

I pulled back to look at him. "You look striking too!"

He pulled me close to him, the sides of our bodies pressed against each other. He opened the front door, and motioned for me to look to the side. I gasped: there was a table with a candle in the middle, with two empty cups. There was also a waitress standing behind it, and I was glad that she wasn't gawking at Edward; her professional smile was also directed at me.

As we sat down, she looked at me, "What kind of blood would you like, Miss?"

"Black bear's blood." She didn't have a notepad.

Then she turned to Edward. "What kind of blood would you like, Sir?"

"Mountain lion's, please," he replied, smiling.

The waitress walked to the board a dozen of yards away, and came black with two snowy white pitchers. She poured the liquid into our cups, pointing at a button near Edward, "Please press this button if you would like a refill."

BPOV

As Edward and Jennifer came walking towards their table, their sides glued to each other, I noticed that Jennifer had this aura around her, almost making people like her. I realized with a start that she had charisma. Perhaps it was her gift? I filed this information away for future use and rearranged my thoughts. Edward didn't look like he had noticed the slip in my thoughts.

I smiled as genuinely as possible at both of them, waiting for them to sit down. "What kind of blood would you like, Miss?"

"Black bear's blood."

I turned towards Edward. "What kind of blood would you like, Sir?"

"Mountain lion's, please," he said with a smile.

I got the bloods requested and walked back to their table. I poured the blood into their cups. "Please press this button," I pointed at a small button at the corner of the table near Edward, "if you would like a refill."

I walked away, leaving them to their meal. I retreated behind the board, and though they didn't have much privacy, with my vampire senses and all, at least I wouldn't have to see them when the blood would awaken their sexual desires. I immersed myself in the stupid book again, wondering when the humans will finally get it right.

As the small light indicating that they wanted refills, I stood up, taking the pitchers for their refills. I hoped that they would be dressed somewhat decently when I would see them. But as I lifted my head as I approached their table, I gasped audibly. Edward's shirt was off, and Jennifer dress had tears in them. They were going to— I couldn't finish my thought, my mind was remembering the chaste kisses Edward and I had shared when I was human.

Edward stiffened immediately and he turned his head towards me, his eyes dark with lust, lust for Jennifer. I knew that he knew now, that it would be useless to pretend, so I dropped every illusion and ran into the forest.

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