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A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes

Summary:
Hindsight is 20/20, right? What if Bella knew the events of Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, and the first portion of Breaking Dawn before they transpired? How would the story change? Would it stay the same. Thanks to MRSBellaCullenBlack for the amazingly wonderful banner! A Dream is a Wish your Heart Makees


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19. Surprise Monsters

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Without a word, Edward pulled me into the nearest Boarders, staying in the shadows as we went. The smell of coffee emanated from the Starbucks stand that was situated in the middle of the entryway.

My eyes widened, as they always did whenever I was around books, and I took off toward the classical section. Edward walked beside me, his hand slipping into mine. I smiled and my heart leapt. Oh, how I had missed the electricity between us.

I looked at every single book in the section, making a mental wish list as I went along. Edward chose a dozen titles, and we went to pay. I cringed when I heard the total. It was more than I would make in month at Newton’s shop, the place in whick I would work at next summer. Edward didn’t even blink an eye. He gave my hand a small squeeze, and we exited the shop before more damage was done.

Once we were safely in the shadows of a towering building, Edward asked, “So, where do you want to go next? Do you need anything? I know Alice likes to shop…” he trailed off, clearly dreading the idea of waiting outside of dressing rooms.

“Good thing I’m not Alice, isn’t it?” I replied sarcastically.

Edward’s countenance immediately brightened. “Yes, it is a very good thing. So, do you want to do something else?”

“I don’t know Seattle very well,” I admitted, a little embarrassed. Charlie had taken me on day-trips here often enough in years gone by, “I’m up for anything.”

“Staying to the shadows limits our activity until sundown, but I have an idea of where we could go.”

As we walked back to the Volvo, I waited for an explanation, knowing I wouldn’t get one. I knew Edward well enough to be able to read that expression. “So, are you going to tell me where we’re going?”

“No. It’s a surprise.”

“I don’t like surprises,” I stated.

“Well, you better get used to them. As long as I’m here, I’m going to take every opportunity to surprise you.”

“And I’ll hate every second of it.”

Edward laughed loudly, like a chorus of bells. “As long as we understand each other,” he replied, still smiling.

The car ride was silent. I was still perturbed at not knowing where we were headed, and Edward was still chuckling to himself. Apparently, I was too funny for my own good.

Finally, we parked under a bridge. Walking up a hill, we came to a monstrous sight. A cement giant seemed to be reaching out of the base of the bridge. A Volkswagen Beetle peeked through one of the massive hands. My mouth fell open in shock.

“What is it?” I asked.

“The Freemont Troll,” Edward replied.

“I’ve never seen anything like it.” I stared while pictures were snapped by tourists all around me. Edward was right. This was a good spot to come if one wished to remain out of the sunlight. The massive bridge overhead blocked every ray that tried to peek through.

“The Freemont Arts Council conducted the project in the early 90’s to beautify the space. According to legend, trolls have been seen in the area since the early 30’s,” We both laughed a little.

Walking back to the car, I leaned into him and whispered, “I still don’t like surprises, but as far they go, this was a pretty good one.”

“I’d glad you enjoyed it, Bella,” Edward’s golden eyes emanated sincerity. What had I done to deserve him?

“So, what’s next on the list?” I asked.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Smiling wickedly, he leaned down and brushed his hand across my cheek. “Patience is a virtue.”

“Uh-huh.” I was totally lost in his touch. How could one person, vampire or otherwise, have such an effect upon another human being? Maybe everyone in love felt this way. …

“I need to make one quick phone call, and then we can go on to the next surprise.” Edward walked out of hearing distance, and dialed a number. Assuming he was calling Alice for an update, I paced a little, never stepping into the sunlight. After five minutes, Edward returned, and we were off again.