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Chapter 6
"I'll be in my room," was Edward's parting words as he left the room.
As soon as the door shut, Alice's curious eyes fell on me. She headed for her bed and sat down. She patted the space in front on her, inviting me to do the same. I sat cross-legged across her. I smiled at her and she smiled back.
"So are you Edward's girlfriend or what?" she asked.
"No," I said as I shook my head. "Why?"
"You probably wouldn't know this," she started. "You're the first girl he brought home."
"Really?" I laughed. "Doesn't he bring his girlfriends here or something?"
"Nope, he's never had a serious girlfriend."
"You're kidding," I said skeptically.
"No, I'm not," she smiled. "He had flings and of the sort, none at the moment, though. It's not that he's a player or something. He just hasn't found the right girl to commit to yet. So when you appeared, I thought that my brother's finally going to be happy. He's been a third wheel for a while."
"Sorry to disappoint you," I laughed, though I was really thinking about that surprising bit of information.
"So how old are you?" Alice said, suddenly changing the topic.
"I'm sixteen. You?"
"Same. Edward's seventeen. Our other brother, Emmett, is twenty-one. Do you have siblings?"
"No, I'm an only child."
"Do you live with your parents?"
"I live alone. My parents sent me here for college. I have my own place."
"Oh. We should hang out often. Do you have a lot of friends here?"
"Sadly, no," I said as I laughed. "To be honest, Edward's the first friend I made here."
"So now you have two!" she said, pointing to herself.
"Thanks, love," I smiled at her.
"So where do you live?" she asked.
"In this condominium unit near the mall."
"Near the mall?" she repeated as she beamed. "Say, Francesca, do you like shopping?"
"Hell, yeah!"
"Well then, we're going to get along just fine," she said as she stood up. "Come on, I'll show you Edward's room."
"Wait," I said. She turned to me with a confused look. "Let me take a picture of you in your room."
She nodded. I took out my d-SLR camera as she posed for me. I set the aperture and f-stops and pressed the shutter button. I asked if I could take a few more pictures of her room and she agreed. A few minutes later, we walked out of her room and she gestured to the door at the end of the hall.
"Go ahead," she smiled.
"You're not coming?" I inquired.
"No, I have meditating to do."
With that, she walked gracefully back to her room. Before heading for his room, I took a picture of the receiving room from the hall. I wanted to remember this amazing view. I walked up to Edward's room and knocked once.
"Edward?" I called out.
"Come in," I heard him say.
I opened the door and was amazed by what I saw. Almost exactly like the book had described it. Stephenie Meyer was barely off. There was a bed inside the room and a few musical instruments. Edward was lying on his bed doing whatever with his laptop. I took a picture of him before he turned to look at me.
"Hey," he smiled. "How was your chat with Alice?"
"Well," I mused. "I learned more about you than her."
"What?" he said as he lifted his eyebrows in surprise. "Whatever did she say now?"
"She said that I'm the first girl you brought here," I smiled, slightly shocked at how embarrassed that made me feel.
"Yes, that is correct," he said as he straightened up to a sitting position. He gestured me to his couch.
"What made you break the record, then?"
"I don't know. I just have this feeling about you," he grinned.
"Wow," was all I could say.
"So would you want to stay for dinner?"
"Well," I smiled. "I'd be glad to."
