Everyone says that Alice has insight. I suppose that's how she knew I was interested in Edward before I admitted it to anyone, including myself. It's true that I come on strong with my sarcastic act sometimes, but only when I'm interested in a guy. Otherwise I can be as nice and friendly as they come. Alice says that means I'm insecure. Maybe she's right, I just don't know.
A few minutes after we pulled out of Rosalie's driveway we drove past Overlook Hospital. I told Michael I work there every Thursday after school. "I'm a Candy Striper," I said, "and I was born there too." " Hey. . .so was I," he said. " What month? Maybe we slept next to each other in the nursery."
"June," he said. "Oh. . .I'm September." I sneaked a look at him. His profile was nice but I could see he'd broken his nose more than once. His hair reminded me of Alice's collie, Rex. It was exactly the same color.
Edward drove down the hill into the La Push Reservation. " I'm used to ride here," he said. I pictured him on a Honda XL 70. " I has this one favorite. . .Crab Apple. . . until the time she threw me and I fractured my arm."
"Oh. . . a horse!" I laughed. He glanced over at me. " I thought you meant a motorcycle," I said. "I've never ridden a horse."
"I figured that. . . you're not the horsey type." Was that good or bad? " How can you tell?" I asked.
"I just can." " What else can you tell?" "I'll tell you later." He smiled crookedly at me and I smiled back. "You have nice dimples," he said.
"Thanks. . .everyone in my family has them." He parked the car and we got out. It was cold and windy but the sun was shining. We walked down to the lake. It was partly frozen. Edward picked up a handful of stones and tossed them across the water.
"What are you doing next year?" "Going to college." "Where?" "I don't know yet," I said. "I applied to Penn State, Michigan and Denver. I have to see where I'm accepted. What about you?"
"University of Vermont, I hope. Either there or Middlebury." Edward took my hand and pulled off my mitten, which he shoved into his pocket. Holding hands, we started walking around the lake.
"I wish it would snow," he said, squeezing my fingers.
"No. . .I just like snow."
"I love to ski."
"I know how to water ski," I told him.
"Are you good. . . at skiing, I mean?"
"You might say that. I could probably teach you."
"That'd be nice."
We walked all the way to the Trailside Museum and had a look inside,before Edward checked his watch and said, "We better head back."
"It's after 2:00."
My teeth were chattering and I knew that my cheeks would be bright red from the wind. I didn't mind though. My father says I look good that way, very healthy.
When we where back in the car I rubbed my hands together, trying to get warm, while Edward started up the engine. It stalled a few times. When it finally caught he pumped the gas. "I better give it a minute to make sure," he said.
He turned to face me. "Can I kiss you, Bella?"
"Do you always ask first?"
"No. . . but with you I don't know what to expect."
"Try me. . ." I said.
I wet my lips. Edward kept looking at me.
"You're making me nervous," I told him. "Stop staring."
"I just want to see what you look like."
We both laughed.
Finally he kissed me. It was a nice kiss, warm but not sloppy.
Before he let me out at Rosalie's house, Edward stopped the car and kissed me again. " You're delicious," he said.
No boy had ever told me that. As I opened the car door all I could think of to say was, "See you. . ." but that wasn't at all what I meant.
Hi! I might put up another chapter tommorow. and remember about Edward's point of view! And Review!:)