Edward P.O.V

* I turn to the person who has just spoken and there I come face to face with the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She is not very tall; I would say she is about the size of my sister. She has long, slightly curly dark brown hair; when I say curly I'm not talking about artificial curls made with a curler but natural curls and beautiful chocolate brown eyes. * Um yes?

* She smiles kindly at me handing me a piece of cloth * Here you should use this to wipe yourself.

* I stare at this beauty in front of me without reacting; which must make me look like an idiot. *

* She shakes delicately and without stopping to smile the fabric which she holds in the hand and I leave my contemplation to take it. *

I'm sorry, I- * I take the piece of fabric, clearing my throat to pull myself together. * Thank you

It's nothing * Her smile widens slightly * Alright I'll leave you.

* She starts to turn to leave, which I don't like so I do what everyone else will do in this situation; I stop it * Wait

You can keep the handkerchief

Thanks but * I clear my throat again * What's your name?

* She smiles but before she can say anything a voice from across the beach is heard *

Swan; what are you crazy? Come on, we're waiting for you.

Sorry I really have to go * After a last smile she turns and runs towards the man who just called her. *

* I watch her walk away, asking myself a lot of questions about this beauty and especially wondering if I will have the opportunity to see her again one day. Once my beauty is out of sight I look down at the handkerchief she gave me and without even thinking about it I guide it to my nose to inhale the scent. I know it's weird even for me but I can't help it. *

* After a few minutes I sigh and decide it's time for me to leave; really this time. So I continue my way to the parking lot where I find my car and get in before sighing and starting to leave the parking lot and go home as soon as possible. All this without forgetting for a moment the beauty with whom I exchanged a few words; not enough for my taste but hey I'm sure like the others I'll forget her easily. *