“He drives like a maniac. It was terrifying.” I hoped he heard that.
“Was it like a date — did you tell him to meet you there?”
I hadn’t thought of that. “No — I was very surprised to see him there.”
Her lips puckered in disappointment at the transparent honesty in my voice.
“But he picked you up for school today?” she probed.
“Yes — that was a surprise, too. He noticed I didn’t have a jacket last night,” I explained.
“So are you going out again?”
“He offered to drive me to Seattle Saturday because he thinks my truck isn’t up to it — does that count?”
“Yes.” She nodded.
“Well, then, yes.”
“W-o-w.” She exaggerated the word into three syllables. “Edward Cullen.”
“I know,” I agreed. “Wow” didn’t even cover it.
“Wait!” Her hands flew up, palms toward me like she was stopping traffic. “Has he kissed you?”
“No,” I mumbled. “It’s not like that.”
She looked disappointed. I’m sure I did, too.
“Do you think Saturday . . . ?” She raised her eyebrows.
“I really doubt it.” The discontent in my voice was poorly disguised.
“What did you talk about?” She pushed for more information in a whisper. Class had started but Mr. Varner wasn’t paying close attention and we weren’t the only ones still talking.
“I don’t know, Jess, lots of stuff,” I whispered back. “We talked about the English essay a little.” A very, very little. I think he mentioned it in passing.
“Please, Bella,” she begged. “Give me some details.”
“Well . . . okay, I’ve got one. You should have seen the waitress flirting with him — it was over the top. But he didn’t pay any attention to her at all.” Let him make what he could of that.
“That’s a good sign,” she nodded. “Was she pretty?”
“Very — and probably nineteen or twenty.”
“Even better. He must like you.”
“I think so, but it’s hard to tell. He’s always so cryptic,” I threw in for his benefit, sighing.
“I don’t know how you’re brave enough to be alone with him,” she breathed.
“Why?” I was shocked, but she didn’t understand my reaction.
“He’s so . . . intimidating. I wouldn’t know what to say to him.” She made a face, probably remembering this morning or last night, when he’d turned the overwhelming force of his eyes on her.
“I do have some trouble with incoherency when I’m around him,” I admitted.
“Oh well. He is unbelievably gorgeous.” Jessica shrugged as if this excused any flaws. Which, in her book, it probably did.
“There’s a lot more to him than that.”
“Really? Like what?”
I wished I had let it go. Almost as much as I was hoping he’d been kidding about listening in.
“I can’t explain it right . . . but he’s even more unbelievable behind the face.” The vampire who wanted to be good — who ran around saving people’s lives so he wouldn’t be a monster . . . I stared toward the front of the room.
“Is that possible?” She giggled.
I ignored her, trying to look like I was paying attention to Mr. Varner.
“So you like him, then?” She wasn’t about to give up.
“Yes,” I said curtly.
“I mean, do you really like him?” she urged.
“Yes,” I said again, blushing. I hoped that detail wouldn’t register in her thoughts.
She’d had enough with the single syllable answers. “How much do you like him?”
“Too much,” I whispered back. “More than he likes me. But I don’t see how I can help that.” I sighed, one blush blending into the next.
Then, thankfully, Mr. Varner called on Jessica for an answer.
She didn’t get a chance to start on the subject again during class, and as soon as the bell rang, I took evasive action.
“In English, Mike asked me if you said anything about Monday night,” I told her.
“You’re kidding! What did you say?!” she gasped, completely sidetracked.
“I told him you said you had a lot of fun — he looked pleased.”
“Tell me exactly what he said, and your exact answer!”
We spent the rest of the walk dissecting sentence structures and most of Spanish on a minute description of Mike’s facial expressions. I wouldn’t have helped draw it out for as long as I did if I wasn’t worried about the subject returning to me.
And then the bell rang for lunch. As I jumped up out of my seat, shoving my books roughly in my bag, my uplifted expression must have tipped Jessica off.