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Grocery Store Klutziness

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Have you ever thought that maybe klutziness could be a good thing? That maybe, going to the grocery store could change your life? Well, neither did Bella. She thought it would just be another normal day, but look where she has ended up.. ALL HUMAN


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9. Ch9: Wherever We Go

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Chapter 9: Wherever We Go

Part One Of Their Date

BPOV:

I was just standing there, staring at it; the silver Volvo from the grocery store. And Edward was the ‘Stupid Shiny Volvo Owner’ from that very day.

**FLASHBACK**

I walked to my truck, putting my groceries into the back, and got into the driver's seat. I had just started driving out of the parking lot, when a silver Volvo jumped out in front of me, causing me to slam on my breaks.

Ughh, Stupid Shiny Volvo Owner!” I screeched, watching it drive away.

**END FLASHBACK**

I’d been so occupied with him the night we went bowling I hasn’t even realized he drove a Volvo. Yet, here I was, standing there staring at it.

”Bella, are you okay?” Edward’s concerned voice brought me out of my thoughts.

I looked at him, “What?”

“Well, you’ve just stopped walking. And you called me a, and I quote, ‘Stupid Shiny Volvo Owner’?” he explained.

I looked from him to the Volvo a few times, “This is your Volvo?”

Edward chuckled, “That’s right,” he ran his hand through his bronze hair, “Is something wrong?”

I sighed. He looked so cute when he did that; it made me melt when he ran his hand through his hair.

I looked at the car again, “Were you driving this car the day we met at the grocery store?”

I secretly hoped he wasn’t the one who was driving that Volvo the day at the grocery story. I frowned; not many people drove cars like that around here. I was doomed.

He looked at me, confused, “Well, yeah; I drive this baby everywhere. What’s the problem Bella?”

I was afraid of that. I looked at him, crossing my arms across my chest, “Well, Mr. Volvo Driver, this car practically caused an accident with my truck that day. And I did NOT appreciate it.” I was almost screaming at him.

He ran his hand though his hair again, “Oh, you were the one driving that horrid truck then,” it wasn’t a question; he knew exactly what he was talking about.

I blushed. My truck might have been old, and practically a piece of junk. It may have only been able to go more than fifty miles per hour, but he had no right to call it ‘horrid’, “Hey! Do not make fun of my truck. And you were the one driving like a maniac.”

He chuckled, “I’m sorry Bella. Please forgive me for my ‘oh so horrible’ driving; I really didn’t mean to cause any harm,” he grinned his crooked smile again.

I couldn’t resist that smile; and he did say sorry. I kind of felt bad for yelling as him too, but he really needed to learn how to watch where he’s driving.

“Fine,” I huffed, “It’s alright Edward. Sorry for yelling at you,” I smiled, “Ready for our date now?

He grabbed my hand, “Absolutely; I thought you’d never ask,” he grinned again, “But I still don’t like your truck.”

I slapped his arm and stuck my tongue out at him, “Well, I still don’t like your driving.”

He laughed and walked around the Volvo to open my door. He leaned over to whisper into my ear as I was getting in, “Well, I guess you’ll just have to get used to it then.”

I smiled. That meant we’d be spending more time together. I was more than happy to put up with his driving if that were the case.

He closed my door and got in at his side of the Volvo. He started the car, and we were on our way for our date.

I smiled again, “So Edward, what exactly do you have planned for tonight?”

No matter how many times I asked him on the phone, he wouldn’t tell me where he was taking me for this date.

He looked at me, grinning crookedly, “You’re just going to have to wait and find out.”

I sighed, “Alright.”

It started to rain on the way to the restaurant; I was glad I had Edwards jacket to keep me warm. I still had his jacket, and it still smelled exactly like him. I still had the jacket from the night we went bowling; I had forgotten all about it until the next morning, and I had no intentions to giving it back.

**FLASHBACK – the morning after**

BELLA, wake up!” the pixie was already trying to wake me up; I had a long night, and all I wanted to do was sleep in.

I was drifting back to sleep when Alice decided to push me off the bed.

Alice! I was sleeping; why are you waking me up at..” I looked at the clock, “Eight o’clock in the morning!”

She laughed, “Because, silly, you have to work this morning. And if you don’t get up soon, you’re going to be late.”

My eyes went wide, “SHOOT! I forgot; thanks Alice.”

I hurried out of bed, throwing on some sweatpants and a sweatshirt for work. I really didn’t care what I looked like; all I would only be doing was sitting in the bookstore all day.

I threw my hair up in a pony tail, brushed my teeth, and walked out into the living room.

I was greeted by an excited Rose, who had jumped off the couch holding the jacket I remembered to be Edward’s, “Bella, what is this?”

I blushed, “Well, it looks like a jacket Rose.”

She rolled her eyes, “I got that, but WHOSE is it?”

Alice walked into the room, jumping up and down, “Yes Bella, tell us,” she obviously knew what Rose was talking about.

I grinned, “It’s Edwards, and I’m sure you’ve already figured that out. Now, can I please have it back?”

Rose smiled and looked at Alice, “Sure,” she chuckled, “We’re happy for you Bella.”

Alice started bouncing up and down, “Yeah; it’s nice to see you so happy. I think you and Edward are just PERFECT for each other. You two are going to last forever,” she tapped the side of her head like she always does when she predicts the future; “I just know it.”

I smiled. I secretly hoped she was right. Edward was amazing, and perfect; not to mention, he smelled really good.

I pulled his jacket on, getting ready go to go work. I couldn’t help but close my eyes and just enjoy the smell of his jacked; it still smelled exactly like him.

**END FLASHBACK*

Within fifteen minutes, we had made it to our destination; Edward had brought me to an Italian restaurant for dinner.

Edward parked the car, telling me to wait in my seat until he opened my door for me, “You know, you don’t have to open my door for me every time.”

He chuckled, “But I want to Bella; you deserve only the best.”

I blushed, “Alright, let’s get on with this date, shall we?”

We walked into the restaurant; there was a restaurant hostess waiting to seat us when we got there. She was beautiful, and I was sure she was eying Edward the whole time, not even realizing I was standing next to him.

She looked right at him and smiled, “Hello, my name is Jessica; table for one, Sir?”

Edward looked at me and grinned, “Table for two please.”

She frowned, but led us straight to a booth right in the middle of the restaurant.

Edward continued to look at me, “Could we get something a little more private, please?”

Jessica groaned, but agreed, “Sure; right this way,” she took us to a small table with two chairs across from each other. It was further away from the crowd of people in the restaurant; next to it was a window, where you could see everything outside. She looked back to Edward again, “How does this table sound?”

I looked over to find Edward still looking at me with a grin on his face, “It’s perfect.”

I could hear Jessica sigh, “Great. Someone will be right out to help you.”

She left, and we both took our seats at the table, “So Bella, would you like to play a game?

I was taking off his jacket, and looked up at him. I furrowed my brow in confusion, “What kind of game?”

He smiled my favorite grin, “How about twenty questions?” and he reached over the table to hold my hands in each of his.

I blushed, “I don’t know Edward,” I didn’t like to talk about myself; and if I were to be completely honest, I was a little afraid of the questions Edward would ask.

He chuckled, “Silly Bella. It’s just a game. You can start; ask me anything,” he said, grinning crookedly at me again.

I looked out the window, breaking eye contact with him, as I bit my lip, “Alright,” and then I smiled, still looking out the window, “Do you have any siblings?”

He sighed, “I don’t; after my mother had me, she couldn’t have anymore children.”

I turned my head and looked straight into his beautiful green eyes. He had a look of sadness in them, and I couldn’t help but be sad as well, “I’m sorry. I’m sure that was hard for your mother; I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like.”

He smiled slightly, but it didn’t reach his eyes this time, “Yeah; she almost didn’t make it giving birth to me. I am grateful to have her as a mother every day. She’s an amazing woman; one of the bravest I know,” he grinned a little more, my favorite grin this time, “Now, it’s my turn.”

That was when I realized someone standing next to our table. She cleared her throat and looked straight to Edward, “Hello, my name is Lauren. Are you ready to order?”

Edward grinned again, “I’ll take the Mushroom Ravioli and a Coke,” he said, never taking his eyes off me, “What would you like Bella?”

The waitress, Lauren, looked at me and frowned.

I looked down at the menu, my hands still in Edward’s, “I think I’ll have the same, with a Coke as well.”

Lauren wrote our orders down and looked back to Edward, “Will that be all?”

I looked at Edward again; he hadn’t once looked towards Lauren, and she was ten times more beautiful than I was.

“Yes, that will be all. Thank you,” he smiled at me again.

“I’ll bring it out when it’s ready,” Lauren huffed, and walked away.

I chuckled, “Well, that was interesting.”

“What was interesting,” Edward asked, curiously.

I sighed, “That waitress; I’m sure she would have jumped you right here if I hadn’t been sitting across from you,” I frowned at the thought.

He laughed, “I hadn’t even noticed; I seemed to be a bit occupied at the moment,” and he flashed my favorite grin.

I blushed, “How about that question you were going to ask me then?” I looked out the window, watching the rain fall outside. I used to hate the rain when I first moved to Washington; I had gotten used to it over the years.

The waitress quickly brought us our drinks without saying anything; Edward said a quick ‘Thank You’ and she left again.

He let go of my hands and placed his own in front of him, “Alright, how about you; do you have any brothers or sisters?”

I looked at those green eyes again, and him with his crooked smile; I couldn’t help but answer his question, “No, I’m the only one. My parents got divorced after they had me; my mom lives in Jacksonville, my dad lives in Forks. I lived with my mother until my junior year in high school; that’s when I moved in with my dad,” I explained.

“And what brought you to live with your dad?” Edward asked, curious.

I smiled, “It’s my turn to ask you a question, wait your turn,” I laughed, “Where did you move here from?”

“My parents live in Alaska, but I grew up here in Washington. My dad is a doctor, so we sometimes move around a lot for his job,” he sighed, “Most of my childhood was spent in Tacoma though; we lived there the longest. I spent from seventh grade through my senior year in high school there,” he explained everything to me.

“Wow, so I guess that’s where you met Jasper and Emmett?” I asked, without even thinking.

“Hey now, it’s not your turn for another question,” Edward grinned again.

I laughed, “Right. Sorry.”

“Back to my original question; what brought you to go live with your dad?” he asked.

I sighed, “Well, my mom got remarried..”

The waitress, Lauren, decided to bring us our food then. She set Edward’s in front of him first, and then she practically threw my food at me.

Edward took a bit of his ravioli, “And you don’t like the guy, or –“

I swallowed a bit of my food, “No, that’s not it at all. You see, she got remarried; and the guy she married is a baseball player. Phil, he travels a lot; we all used to live in Phoenix, but Phil got a job offer in Jacksonville,”

Edward sighed, “Oh, I see; I don’t think I’ve ever heard of him before.”

I laughed, “I wouldn’t think so; he’s strictly minor league baseball. He’s not the best player in the world.”

He chuckled, “That would explain it; keep going,” and he started eating his food again.

And so, I continued, “Well, I knew my mom didn’t like the idea of staying home while Phil traveled, so I decided to move in with my dad. She got to leave and travel with her new husband, and I moved to Forks with Charlie, my father. I lived with him for six years; until I graduated and moved here, to Port Angeles with Alice for college.”

He took a drink, “Interesting,” he looked down at my food,” You should eat; we can lean more about each other later,” he said, pointing to my food with his fork.

I nodded, “Alright; later then.”

And so we sat there, eating in a comfortable silence. Edward would glance at me every once in a while and smile; I would blush and look down at my food again and continue eating.

It went like that until we were both done eating, and the waitress had come to ‘check on us’ about ten times.

We were finally done, and Edward asked for the bill; he refused to let me pay for any of it.

The waitress, Lauren, came back with the receipt for Edward, ‘accidentally’ hitting his arm with the back of her hand.

Edward still didn’t look at her once while she was over here, “Thanks.”

She quickly walked away, avoiding me like I was the plague.

I was putting his jacket back on, and getting ready to go, when I noticed something on the back of the receipt; it looked like a phone number. I started laughing as we walked out of the restaurant together.

“Is something funny Bella?” Edward asked, obviously confused as to why I burst into laughter.

I was still laughing, “Yes. That woman; I believe she gave you her phone number.”

He ran a hand through that bronze hair of his again, “I don’t know what you’re talking about Bella.”

I had stopped laughing by then, “On the back of the receipt.”

We were still standing in the parking lot, next to the Volvo.

Edward pulled out the receipt and looked at the back of it, “I can’t believe this! Here I am, on a date with you, and she gives me her phone number?” and he ripped it up, throwing the pieces to the ground.

He wrapped his arm around my waist again, “I’m sorry Bella. Are you ready for the rest of our night?” and he grinned crookedly.

Oh, how I loved that smile of his. I didn’t think I could ever be away from him again, and I didn’t want the night to ever end; although I knew it would.

I smiled and then I sighed, “Edward, you don’t have to take me anywhere else. This was perfect; I don’t want you spending all your money

I couldn’t finish my sentence; Edward had stopped me with a kiss. I wasn’t even expecting that to happen, but I reacted instantly. I wrapped my arms around his neck, fully enjoying the kiss. I felt his lips forming into a smile, and I did the same.

He ended the kiss, resting his forehead against mine, “Bella,” he groaned, causing me to blush, “I want to do this for you. And I’m not spending any money for the rest of this night; don’t worry,” and he smiled my favorite grin.

I smiled and bit my lip, “Alright,” I felt a little dizzy; and then I realized he was dazzling me again.

I hadn’t realized it before, but he had a certain affect on me. Whenever he wanted to, he could put me into this state where I’d pretty much agree to anything; he would dazzle me.

He opened my door for me again, and then got in himself. I was excited; partly because I was here, sitting in a car with Edward, and partly because I had no idea where we were going next.

He turned some music on, and I instantly recognized what was playing, “Claire de Lune,” I smiled, “Debussy.”

Edward grinned, “How did you know? Not many people listen to classical music like this.”

I chuckled, “My mom used to play it around the house sometimes; she was all into the classics,” I smiled again, thinking of my mother.

Edward pulled out of the parking lot, and headed down the street, he turned his head slightly and grinned, “Now; whose turn was it to ask a question?”