During the time me and Alice spent together at the park, you'd think we were old buddies. Reuniting and connecting in a unique, unknown way. Emmett kept telling us that we were joined by the hip in a matter of seconds. Which was a little annoying as every time he said -more like boomed- I jumped as if there was a earthquake. I absolutely adored Alice. Her enthusiasm was infectious, I found myself forgetting my worries while she babbled on. But this was different, she wasn't like Jessica at school. She told me meaningful things. More facts then opinions. It was quiet refreshing.

Edward on the other hand, he gave me a few curious glances now and then but avoided me apart from that. When I say he avoided, I mean Tanya avoided me and took Edward with her. I really did want to tell him who I was, the urge was overwhelming and extremely tempting. But I held on. I was not going to ruin this. So when Tanya decided to visit the ice-cream shop round the corner and Alice invited me, I agreed. Partly because Alice said she'll rip my head off if I said no. But I guess that's part of her charm though.

So here we are, walking down the field toward the park gates. I peeked and my watch every so often because I was daring enough to talk to strangers, but I wasn't daring enough to face him. I was content here. A small smile was set on my lips as I skipped between Jasper and Edward.

"Hi guys," I greeted them shyly. I tried to look anywhere but Edward's eyes. And Jasper's. They were both the same, though Jasper's were a little darker then his.

"Hello Bella." Jasper replied politely, uncomfortably. Then he shifted awkwardly and left my side to join Alice. I looked guiltily at Edward. Hurt probably showed in my expression. I was trying to hide it. Sigh. My mother was right, I am like an open book.

"What did I do?" I asked quietly. He smiled reassuringly and I felt slightly better. More calmer, more peaceful.

"Please forgive my brother. He's just not as sociable as us." He explained. That eased my guilt a little. Hopefully, that was the case, and I wasn't just boring to him.

"So...How are you Edward?" I attempted to start a conversation, slightly anxious. My face was already on fire. My blush never left, it was life my red, on-your-face shadow.

"I'm good, thank you. How about yourself Bella?" I sighed in relief. Gentleman since day one.

"I'm good, thanks. Plans for the weekend?" I asked when my face cooled down and returned to the hideous pale color. I rethought my words. Oh. My. god.

I just sounded like I asked him on a date. Kill. Me. Now.

My eyes widened and I flushed a billion shades of pink before I quickly clarified in a strangled voice - I sounded like I was going to choke from the embarrassment.

"I mean like are you going to do anything! Not like...like y'know...?" I dropped my gaze to the ground, the cool breeze felt very hot all of a sudden. Tears were reborn, I messed up. Again.

But he just merely chuckled.

I looked up to him in confusion. Wasn't he mad? Wasn't he going to hit me? Wasn't he going to shout? Wasn't he going to do anything? None of this made sense, at least not to me. It was so different being with a set of people who let you talk freely. Who laughed at my blush, who joked pleasantly about my clumsiness, and who were willing to cry at my pain with me. Instead of at me. All of a sudden, my previous embarrassment seemed quite funny. Even to me. I let a sheepish smile out, giving Edward my Well-not-everyone's-perfect Look.

"Whoopsie daisy." I always said that when I made a little mistake. He laughed at that.

"'Whoopsie daisy' indeed." Another chuckle. "That's quite an excusable mistake Bella. You're forgiven. And no, I'm free." He told me, I could hear the smile in his voice even though I looking intently at the ground. It seemed very interesting at the moment.

"Yeah..." I laughed. But short burst of humor was stopped by a strange feeling. Wasn't I forgetting something? Ah, well, if I forgot it can't of been that important. So I shrugged it off and skipped along with Edward.

I found out that Edward was very old-fashion-y. Like me. We both adored classical music. And books, oh he said he loved books. But not everything was the same. Edward loathed Wuthering Heights. And -unlike me- he preferred the rain and cold. Ew! I wrinkled my nose up at that. I got into about five arguments with Edward since the start of out conversation. At the end of one I laughed so much, I was clutching my sides. Edward started patting my back so I could breath. And since I'm a such a clumsy-boo, I tripped. And now, I was literally rolling on the flow with laughter. From the background I heard some one make a disgusted sound.

("She looks like a, like, what do you call them? Yeah! Like, like, a pig. Quick Eddie! get her, like, up or some one will see us with, like, her!")

So after I was over the fit of laughter. Emmett helped me up and we walked into the ice cream parlor. And, my god.

I squealed! Oh it was so wonderful! Like a creamy heaven. I started jumping up and down. So many options! I heard Emmett's loud roar of laughter. And a few kids jump in surprised. I giggled, Emmett was just a big softie.

So...Chocolate, strawberry, mint, or vanilla?