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Dialogue Flex: "It's a new beginning," he said.
"Alice, why am I here again?"
"Because the Homecoming Committee will look good on your resume," Alice said, tightening the hold on my arm so I wouldn't make a run for the door.
"Yeah, I really don't think I'll have time for this." Bella translation: I want to get back to reading my book.
"Good try. Remember who you're talking to," she said, amused.
"Fine." I knew how to pick my battles with Alice. "It's still a try-out process, right? They probably won't want me," I said hopefully.
"Don't you worry about that."
Turns out Alice knew the whole judging panel. It was completely rigged. Two days later we sat at Starbucks (I refused to go to Brouhaha) and waited for the list of this year's Homecoming Committee members to go up on the announcement board.
"How do you know I'm in the committee if the list hasn't even been posted?" Maybe there was still hope…
"I have secret powers. I see all." She smiled. "Anyway, there are sub-committees within the committee so while I have a guess where you'll probably end up I don't know for sure who you'll be working with."
Maybe this would be all right. I knew I needed to get out more, do more of the friend thing, and stop being so solitary. I just lived in my head so much, sometimes it was hard to get out.
Alice pulled out her phone to read a text. "Let's go," she said. "The List is up!"
"Marketing committee? What do I know about marketing?" I turned to Alice. "Does Homecoming really need marketing?"
"You've never been at this university during Homecoming. It's insane. A huge production."
"Well, it says that the marketing team has a meeting at the library… room 314… in an hour." I frowned. "That's kind of presumptuous. What if I had something else to do?"
"Stop being difficult and get your cute little butt to the library." Alice swatted me. "I'm on events so maybe we'll work together."
"Maybe." I hefted my backpack and walked backwards. "Bye Ally. I'm officially involved now. You can't complain anymore."
"I always find a way," she said, blowing a kiss.
Room 314 was empty.
Figures. Knowing my luck I wasn't paired with anyone and I had no clue what to do. I wandered around the room, stopping at a poster touting the benefits of good study habits when the door opened behind me. Why was I surprised to see those green eyes in the doorway?
Shocked green eyes, this time.
"Hey Bella." Edward said, eyeing me warily like I would go psycho like that bunny killer Tanya.
"Hi." I said in a polite voice. I could be a big girl when I wanted to. "You're here for the Homecoming committee… thing?" I wasn't going to bring up that night he ruined my social life if he wasn't.
"Yeah. I think it's just you and me on marketing. I was told it was me and one other person."
I sighed and rubbed my forehead, feeling a headache coming on. "Okay… well, I hope you have some idea of what to do because I'm kinda new at this."
He reached in the back pocket of his jeans and unfolded a white piece of paper. "It says here that our biggest responsibility is the poster advertising all the events for Homecoming week. Your major is creative writing, correct?"
I nodded. How did he know that?
"I'm in graphic design. So we're a match made in heaven." He gave me a crooked grin that somehow made my stomach turn. But not in the bad way.
"Yeah, peas and carrots," I huffed and shook my head. 25,000 students at this university and I get shoved together with the one guy I swore never to talk to again. I stood there looking at him as he sat down at the table and started writing in a notebook. It dawned on me that we'd be spending an awful lot of time together in the next month.
"Think of it this way," he said without looking up from his writing, "it's a new beginning." He glanced up and nodded to the other chair at the table. "Come here and lets work this stuff out."
He must have sensed my hesitation because he stopped and gave me his full attention. "Bella…" he said sweetly. Oh, he was really laying it on thick. "Sit down. I don't bite." The megawatt smile made another appearance. "Unless you want me to."
Aw geez, I thought, as I sat gingerly in the chair. No one should be that good looking. It's a good thing I don't like him like that.
'Cause that might get a little awkward.