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Chapter 15

"Rosalie, Francesca and I," Alice started as we entered the mall. "Will go clothes shopping now."
"Alright," Emmett agreed as the other two nodded. "Would you want us to follow you around or are we free to roam wherever we want, our mistresses?"

Everyone laughed at Emmett's quip – except Alice, that is. She seemed to seriously consider that. The guys walked us to Zara, then informed us that they would be checking out the latest surfing gear at Pac Sun. We agreed to meet two hours later for lunch.

As soon as they were certain that we were alone, Rosalie and Alice cornered me. Their glares were menacing, as if ready to devour me. I tried ignoring them by looking through racks of skirts, randomly picking one out and examining it.

"Spill, Francesca," Rosalie commanded threateningly.
"What?" I looked at her, feigning surprise.
"You know what," Alice shot me a scary look.
"I swear I don't," I said as I raised my hands in false surrender. I heard both sigh.
"What happened last night?" Rosalie asked with an eyebrow raised.
"What do you mean?" I inquired.
"Between you and Edward!" Alice said exasperatedly. "He got home at eleven-thirty. That's fishy."
"Fine," I sighed, defeated. "After buying my car, we headed for my place. I invited him for dinner. We ate dinner and hung out a bit. We fell asleep and when we woke up, it was eleven already."
"Definitely fishy," Rosalie looked at Alice who nodded.
"What's so fishy about that, huh?" I asked defensively.
"You fell asleep, so that means you were lying down?" Alice grinned at me. My eyes widened in surprise.
"We were star-gazing!" I argued.
"Star-gazing? Or gazing at each other's eyes?" Rosalie teased.
"I think it was the latter, Rose," Alice played along. "Maybe they saw stars in each other's eyes."
"You two," I started annoyed, but I couldn't help but laugh at their dreamy looks. "Are being silly."
"Silly my ass," Rosalie laughed along.

We were fighting giggles when we decided that we should start shopping. I was in desperate need of new clothing. I rummaged through the racks in search of interesting pieces. Occasionally, we'd compare our finds, asking for the others' opinions. We pretended to be supermodels and took pictures in the dressing room. It was generally enjoyable. I was choosing between two colors when my phone beeped. I flipped it open and found that I had a new message.

"Having fun? :)" It was Edward.
"Definitely. XD" I typed. "And you?"
"It's blah here. We're at the arcade. What are you doing?"
"Choosing between two colors. Help me. Royal blue or red?"
"I say red. Go on with your shopping. Emmett wants to challenge me. Tekken. See you in an hour. Take care of yourself."

I sighed, without knowing why. I headed out to show Rosalie and Alice my chosen ensemble. It was a blood red trench coat style dress that ended right above my knee. They both nodded in approval. Alice was trying out some shirts, while Rosalie changed back to her strapless red-and-white striped dress shirt, black leggings and red flip-flops. After we paid for our purchases, the guys arrived and met us in front of the shop.

"Let me help you with that," Edward offered.
"No, it's okay," I smiled shyly. "It isn't too heavy."
"I insist," he laughed. "You sure shop a lot."
"I do," I said. "But no, I'll carry this."
"No, you won't," he cocked an eyebrow. "I will."
"Oh let him, dear," Rosalie interjected. "That's what boyfriends are for."
"We aren't together!" we chorused defensively.

My eyes widened as I turned to him. He looked at me for a couple of seconds with the same expression. When it dawned unto us that we were staring at each other, we hurriedly looked away. Well, that was embarrassing, I thought to myself. He slyly took the paper bags from my hand and smiled shyly. I mumbled my thanks as I tried to avoid his gaze and glances as we walked to a pizzeria. The rest of the group eyed us suspiciously all the time. Finally, we got to the restaurant and sat down out side. We would be dining al fresco.

"Anytime now," I laughed as I finally decided to look at Edward.
"What?" he asked, looking adorably confused.
"Anytime now, you can stop trying to imitate me," I said, faking annoyance.
"What do you mean?" he said. Finally, he realized what I meant, so he laughed. "Oh."
"Are you psychic or a mind reader?" I laughed along. We were, yet again, wearing the same color of clothing. He was wearing a neon-green iPwn shirt with jeans.
"Mind reader, I'm guessing," he snickered. "Edward Cullen, remember?"
"How can I forget?"