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12. Singin' While the Rain Comes Pourin' Down

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Chapter Twelve: Singin' While the Rain Comes Pourin' Down


Sitting down, the boys began talking to their respective girlfriends. A feeling of discomfort settled into my stomach. It was replaced with edginess as Edward approached my comfy, leather chair. For a split second Jasper and I made eye contact, and I felt a soothing calm wash over me.

Thank you, Jazz.

“Hey,” Edward greeted warmly.

“How was your outing?” I responded, matching his smile. It was so easy to get along with Edward. Too easy, sometimes.

“Fine. Just fine. Yours?”

I grimaced.

“That’s what I thought.” The laughter was clear in his tone.

“Edward, your ‘just fine’ day must have been great compared to ours. Someone kept on interrupting our tour with nasty little comments.” Emmett laughed in his booming voice.

“I wonder who that could have been…” Alice laughed, turning her head to stare into Edward’s eyes.

Edward was indignant, “Is it my fault that the boy didn’t know what he was talking about? One music theory class and he thinks he knows as much about music as Debussy…”

“Whatever Edward. I found his lecture quite informative.” Jake said.

“Informative, Jakie-pie? Has Bella been recommending books to you lately?” Adrie questioned teasingly.

“Ha, Ha.” Jake replied sarcastically, quickly kissing her lips. They were so in love.

“Well, I’m done with my coffee.” Adrie declared, rising. “Wanna hit the town, baby?”

“Of course I do, Adrie.” Jacob replied, snaking his arm around her waist.

“Anyone else?”

“We were going to catch a movie…” Rosalie pronounced.

“Jazz and I were going to do a little more shopping.” We all looked at Jasper, happy it was him and not us.

Jasper turned to me and Edward. “You could come with us, if you want.”

“No thanks.” Turning to me, he asked, “Would you like some lunch. I’m in the mood for some Thai, if that sounds good to you.”

I smiled. Ever since I tried Thai cuisine, I've been hooked.

Edward and Alice had introduced me to Thai cuisine a few years back during a power outage. I had been at their house for a “sleep over” with Alice. Emmett, Jasper, Rose, and Carlisle had been away on a hunting trip.

The storm came out of nowhere. Blowing in from Canada, it had dropped wet snow, which quickly froze into black ice. To top it all off, the power had flickered and died.

It was dinner time, and I was especially hungry. Alice had kept me locked in my room through lunch, insisting we play dress up.

Edward volunteered to literally run out to Port Angeles to get us some take-out. An hour later, he returned, ice and snow in his bronze hair, carrying bags of at least a dozen different dishes. He had apologized for only bringing back Thai food, as he didn’t know if I liked it. Unfortunately, it was the only restaurant open. All others had lost power, just like us.

Squeamish at first, I had tried every dish, and found I loved them all. Edward was happy, and Alice soon pulled me back to playing dress up. Ever since, Edward, Alice, and I had often gone into town for Thai food every so often. It was now an established December tradition.

“Of course Thai food always sounds good. You should know that by now.” I replied.

“Then we should get going. The stores aren’t going to wait for us forever…” Alice stood, pulling her boyfriend to his feet. Soon after their departure, the other two couples took their leave.

“Are you ready to go?” Edward asked.

“Sure.” I threw out my coffee, and took Edward’s proffered arm. We walked down a few streets, just window shopping.

I noticed a park, and immediately began pulling him toward the entrance. “Come on, Edward. Let’s go play.” I laughed happily.

Running toward the swings, I sat down in one, and began to pump my legs. I know it was childish, but I couldn't help it.

“Here, I’ll push you.”

“Alright.” I replied. Soon I was soaring high. Hanging out with Edward like this was so easy. It felt like old times – before falling in love with him. It was perfect.

After swinging, we walked on the sidewalk side by side.

“You must be starving. Sorry for not remembering your stomach. Would you like some dinner?” Edward was appalled at his forgetfulness.

Hearing his words, my stomach remembered it was hungry, and gave a growl that both human and vampire could hear. “Dinner might be good.”

“Do you still want Thai?”

“Yes. Please.”

“Well, there is a little place I’ve heard of just down the street. Let’s head over there.“ Edward always knew what restaurant to go to. Maybe vampires had a seventh sense, too.

“That sounds great.” I replied with tired enthusiasm. It had been a long day.

Edward noticed. “Do you need me to carry you?”

“No. That’s fine. My legs only hurt a little bit.”

Apparently I had said too much. Suddenly, my knees were knocked out from under me, and I was cradled in Edward’s arms.

“Put me down!” I commanded, ready to go into tantrum mode, if need be. Everyone on the street was staring at us. How could Edward embarrass me like this?

He laughed, “No chance. This is fun.” I hid my face on the crook of his neck.

“There’s no winning with you, is there?” I groaned, resigning myself to my fate. It was sort of nice…here in his arms. I could almost pretend he loved me. No! That would just lead down a road that ended in an unhappy destination.

“Nope. You should know that by now.”

“Fine. How much more of this?”

“The restaurant is just around the corner.”

Silence pervaded the air for the rest of our walk. I rested my head on his shoulder, breathing in his unique scent.

“We’re here, Bella.” Edward said, as a bell dinged overhead. Edward set me on my feet, wrapping his arms around me as I wobbled.

Our server, a pretty Asian girl, led us to a secluded table in the back corner. Taking our order, she left the table, leaving us in comfortable silence.

“So, dress shopping…” Edward began.

“What about it?” I asked, shrugging.

“Aren’t you going to give me any details?”

“I would, but I’d have to kill you. Alice’s rule, not mine.” We both smiled.

“That’s Alice for you.”

Just as our food arrived, the bell dinged again.

Edward groaned. “You may want to eat faster, Bella.”


Suddenly a nasally voice pierced my eardrums. “Edward! Imagine meeting you here. It’s such a small world. Can I sit with you guys?”

“Well, this is kind of -“

“Great. I knew you wouldn’t mind.” Without further ado, Lauren pulled up a chair, and sat down.

“So, what are you guys doing in Seattle? I was doing a little shopping, myself. Oh, that reminds me, you simply must save me a dance, Edward. I’ll simply die if you don’t.”

“Well, you see-“

Turning to me, Lauren asked, “Do you mind if I have some of this?”


“Thanks.” She began to eat off of my plate.

While her mouth was full, Edward motioned for the check. “Actually, Bella and I were just leaving. We’ve got to meet back up with everyone. Long trip home, you know. Nice seeing you.”

We got up as our server came toward us. Edward quickly handed a large wad of cash, and we exited the building, almost running. Lauren tried to come after us, but we were soon out of sight. Running a few more blocks, we ended up right next to the Space Needle.

“Edward, what is that?” I asked, pointing to what looked like a large, circular pit. You would think that after all those years leaving near Seatle I would know something like this.

“The International Fountain. Do you want to get a closer look?” He asked conspiratorially.


We walked closer. Upon reaching the edge, I looked down. A large, water-shooting, granite ball sat in the middle of the sloping pit.

“Do you want to go down there?”

“Do you?” I countered.

“Oh, why not?” We picked our way down the stairs, to the water.

I hesitated. “Edward, we’re going to get wet…”

“It will be fun. Alice always packs an extra outfit for you in my car, in case of emergencies. Come on, Bella.” His golden eyes did that unfair smoldering thing.


We walked into the fountain. After a few seconds, we were completely drenched. Despite this uncomfortable fact, I was having a fantastic time playing around in the sprinkling water.

Suddenly, Edward grabbed my wrist, pulling me closer. His other hand wrapped around my waist; he slid his feet under mine, and we began to waltz around in circles. Why? I had no idea, but I wans't complaining.

“I'm singing in the rain, just singing in the rain. What a glorious feelin', I'm happy again. I'm laughing at clouds, so dark up above. The sun's in my heart, and I'm ready for love. Let the stormy clouds chase everyone from the place. Come on with the rain, I've a smile on my face, I walk down the lane,
With a happy refrain. Just singin', singin' in the rain.”

Edward’s singing voice was angelic. I was getting lost in the bottomless depths of his eyes. My bones were turning to mush with each passing second. His dancing was flawless, of course.

“Why am I smiling, and why do I sing? Why does September, seem sunny as spring? Why do I get up each morning and start? Happy and head up with joy in my heart. Why is each new task a trifle to do? Because I am living a life full of you.”

The song finished, and we pulled apart. The moment was awkward, and a kiss seemed in order. Alas! It would never be that way between us. Just friends, Bella. Always remember that. Just friends.

“We should go. Don’t want you to catch pneumonia.” Edward seemed reluctant to leave this place. Oh, if only he could love me too!

“Yeah. That would be good.” I took his hand, walking up the stairs back to the real world. I didn’t like the real world. I would much rather live in my made-up universe, where Edward loved me, and knew I loved him.

Strolling back to the car, Edward opened my door and I climbed into the comfy car. Edward had made the long drive to Seattle alone in his Volvo. He claimed that Emmett’s rambunctious personality was a little too much to stomach when he had to endure Lauren’s high-mindedness every day at school.

Getting home, I found a mysterious package and a note from Charlie on my bed. The note read,


This arrived for you late today. I didn’t want it to get wet sitting on the porch.


Going to the kitchen, I grabbed a table knife from the drawer, and carefully ascended the stairs back to my room. Stabbing the knife into the card board, and ripped open the package.

It was from my secret admirer! I lifted a beautiful ivory and charcoal colored mask out of fluffy packing material. I didn’t have to be Alice to know it would match my mask perfectly.

Tearing my eyes away from the beautiful piece, I looked back to the box. There had to be a note somewhere in this packing. It didn’t take long to find it. The attractive creamy paper was stiff and expensive looking. Who in Forks, besides the Cullens, could afford this kind of stationary?

Unfolding the note, I scanned the words, and then re-read them slowly, savoring them.

My dearest Bella,

I hope this letter finds you in the best way possible. It is the very least of what you deserve. My love, I ask a favor of you. On the night of Homecoming, I ask you to wear this mask as a token of my deepest affection for you.

So you may know me, I will be wearing a white freesia in my lapel. I look forward to dancing with you publically.

I love you,

Your secret admirer

How could three small words, eight letters, change my whole outlook on life? Happily, I sank down onto my bed, and fell asleep. Suddenly, Homecoming sounded like a lot more fun.