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The Curse
Chapter 3 – That Girl
23rd September 1916
I returned from the kitchen in good time, and I saw Edward walking up the stairs. “Hey Bella,” he said in a cheery voice, “You gonna come up and talk?”I took a while to reply, and this he noticed. “I mean…you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” I looked up at him, to see confusion in his eyes.”Yeah, course I do.” He smiled his crooked smile again, and I followed him up the stairs.
He opened his bedroom door, and went and sat in the corner window seat. He looked up at me and smiled, and patted the seat next to him. I’d never been in his bedroom before. He had a big grand four poster bed, and a big oak wardrobe and a desk, but not much else. I sat down. “It’s lovely up here isn’t it,?” I nodded, “So…what’s your proper name?”
“Isabella Marie Swan.” I answered promptly. “And you?”
“Edward Anthony Masen.” He smiled again; I nodded slowly thinking about the name.”So…where are you from? ” He asked me again.
“”Well,” I started, “My Dad was from Forks and My Mum was from Phoenix, but they got divorced so I went to live with my mum. But she died when I was young, and my dad died not long after. So then I came to Chicago to find work…and I did.” I smiled at his quizzical expression, his eyes where tight with sadness too.
“I’m sorry,” He said slowly, I nodded. “S’ok.” “Well,” he continued, “How old are you? When’s your birthday?” He said quickly, I laughed and he looked at me quizzically again. “Well I’m 15, my birthday is on the 13th of September. You?” “I’m 15 too,” He winked at me, which made me giggle, “And, my birthday, is on the 20th June.” I looked out of the window, and smiled at how nice he was being, he noticed this and chuckled. “What’s so funny?” I asked, “Nothing,” He said, “Well ok there is, it’s just nice for me to have someone I can talk to.” I smiled and nodded, “Me too.” We sat in silence for a while, looking at the view out of the window, before all of the sudden Edward spoke. “Do you want to go out with me later?” He asked, his warm green eyes glistening. I didn’t speak for a while trying to take it all in.


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