As Bella swung the door open, her face was full of excitement. She slowly skimmed my face over, looking and remembering each part, engraving it into her mind. First my jaw, then my lips, as she looked at my lips, I so badly wanted to kiss her. With Charlie standing there I decided not to, it made me smile to think how Bella would react in front of Charlie.
She moved along to my cheek bones, my forehead, and then my eyes. As she focused her gaze upon my eyes, I heard her breathing hitch. Her heart started pounding, I reminded myself. Try not to dazzle her, which she never noticed that she dazzled me every day.
Her eyes full of curiosity, she started to reach for my hands, but I beat her there. I found her warm, luscious hands interlacing our fingers.
"Hey," in a very collective manner giving a little smile. Did she know that her heart gave her away every time?
I rose our twined hands up and brushed Bella's cheek with the back of my hand. I knew what this would do, and I loved that luscious shade of pink. "How was you're afternoon?" I asked in wonder.
"Slow."
"For me , as well." After school, it seemed like a century ago. I hated this schedule we have to be on. I heard Charlie when I thought this. ""Does Bella even have real friends anymore? She ignores Jake, doesn't talk about Jess or Angela, it's all about Edward. She needs to balance, hope she'll listen to me.""
I took my hand off her cheek and set her upon mine. I skimmed her wrists along my nose as I breathed in. I closed my eyes so I could remember the smell, as if I could forget it. Even in Italy I didn't forget that amazing smell of hers. I went crazy without it, without her. Ever since I left her, it's easy for me to smell her scent now. I thought I lost her once, and I despised it. So now, if I even think about killing her, that feeling comes back and reminds me.
Deep in though, I heard Charlie approaching us. I quickly dropped our hands but kept them entwined.
""Why would he be smelling her wri...well never mind."" Charlie thought very questioningly. He didn't even have a clue.
"Good evening Charlie." I was trying to be polite as possible to him; I could get on his side along with some responsibility and trust.
""Look at his, him trying to be polite, it's all a lie." He grunted, but didn't speak a word. ""I just want them to know, I'm watching every move.""
Yeah, watching real well. Like every night that I'm in Bella's room, he's watching all right. I chuckled to myself thinking what Charlie would do if he found out I was here every night.
"Bella, I brought another set of applications," with enthusiasm in the act of pulling out a stuffed manila envelope along with the stamps around my pinky.
She groaned in horror and dismay at the applications. I understood, she already applied to thirty or more, plus the ones I did without her approval. I just wanted her to have choices for college, and not force her to just anyone of them. It was a hundred percent her this time. I smiled, "There are still a few open deadlines. And a few places willing to make exceptions....Shall we?"
Charlie mumbling as he followed us to the table. ""Where does he get all these college applications? It's far past deadline dates. Well, I can't complain about it, at least Bells, will get a good education where ever she goes.""
Bella cleared the table off; more like threw it off the table. Papers, plates, and books covered most of the table. She grabbed two pens and shuffled over to the table. I organized the pile, while Bella moved "Wuthering Heights" off the table. I raised my eye brow, what is that? The fourth time she has read that book, doesn't she get sick of it? Charlie interrupted my thoughts, as usual, "Speaking of college applications, Edward," his tone very sullen. ""Where are YOU going?"" He emphasized the word YOU.
"Well, Bella and I were just talking about next year. Have you decided where you're going to school?"-""Please do not say Alaska, if you even got accepted. Of course he did, he is a straight A student who could get into Harvard if he wanted.""
I grinned, "Not yet. I've received a few acceptance letters, but I'm still weighing my options." I tried not to give away about Bella and me deciding to go to college together.
"Where have you been accepted?" He was trying to pry information out of me.
"Syracuse, Harvard...Dartmouth...and I just got accepted to the University of Alaska Southeast today." I tried not to sound too enthused about it. I turned half my face to Bella so she could see me wink quickly at her.
She moved along to my cheek bones, my forehead, and then my eyes. As she focused her gaze upon my eyes, I heard her breathing hitch. Her heart started pounding, I reminded myself. Try not to dazzle her, which she never noticed that she dazzled me every day.
Her eyes full of curiosity, she started to reach for my hands, but I beat her there. I found her warm, luscious hands interlacing our fingers.
"Hey," in a very collective manner giving a little smile. Did she know that her heart gave her away every time?
I rose our twined hands up and brushed Bella's cheek with the back of my hand. I knew what this would do, and I loved that luscious shade of pink. "How was you're afternoon?" I asked in wonder.
"Slow."
"For me , as well." After school, it seemed like a century ago. I hated this schedule we have to be on. I heard Charlie when I thought this. ""Does Bella even have real friends anymore? She ignores Jake, doesn't talk about Jess or Angela, it's all about Edward. She needs to balance, hope she'll listen to me.""
I took my hand off her cheek and set her upon mine. I skimmed her wrists along my nose as I breathed in. I closed my eyes so I could remember the smell, as if I could forget it. Even in Italy I didn't forget that amazing smell of hers. I went crazy without it, without her. Ever since I left her, it's easy for me to smell her scent now. I thought I lost her once, and I despised it. So now, if I even think about killing her, that feeling comes back and reminds me.
Deep in though, I heard Charlie approaching us. I quickly dropped our hands but kept them entwined.
""Why would he be smelling her wri...well never mind."" Charlie thought very questioningly. He didn't even have a clue.
"Good evening Charlie." I was trying to be polite as possible to him; I could get on his side along with some responsibility and trust.
""Look at his, him trying to be polite, it's all a lie." He grunted, but didn't speak a word. ""I just want them to know, I'm watching every move.""
Yeah, watching real well. Like every night that I'm in Bella's room, he's watching all right. I chuckled to myself thinking what Charlie would do if he found out I was here every night.
"Bella, I brought another set of applications," with enthusiasm in the act of pulling out a stuffed manila envelope along with the stamps around my pinky.
She groaned in horror and dismay at the applications. I understood, she already applied to thirty or more, plus the ones I did without her approval. I just wanted her to have choices for college, and not force her to just anyone of them. It was a hundred percent her this time. I smiled, "There are still a few open deadlines. And a few places willing to make exceptions....Shall we?"
Charlie mumbling as he followed us to the table. ""Where does he get all these college applications? It's far past deadline dates. Well, I can't complain about it, at least Bells, will get a good education where ever she goes.""
Bella cleared the table off; more like threw it off the table. Papers, plates, and books covered most of the table. She grabbed two pens and shuffled over to the table. I organized the pile, while Bella moved "Wuthering Heights" off the table. I raised my eye brow, what is that? The fourth time she has read that book, doesn't she get sick of it? Charlie interrupted my thoughts, as usual, "Speaking of college applications, Edward," his tone very sullen. ""Where are YOU going?"" He emphasized the word YOU.
"Well, Bella and I were just talking about next year. Have you decided where you're going to school?"-""Please do not say Alaska, if you even got accepted. Of course he did, he is a straight A student who could get into Harvard if he wanted.""
I grinned, "Not yet. I've received a few acceptance letters, but I'm still weighing my options." I tried not to give away about Bella and me deciding to go to college together.
"Where have you been accepted?" He was trying to pry information out of me.
"Syracuse, Harvard...Dartmouth...and I just got accepted to the University of Alaska Southeast today." I tried not to sound too enthused about it. I turned half my face to Bella so she could see me wink quickly at her.
