Hi, lovely readers!

This little story is for my gorgeous fic-wife, Lellabeth, for her birthday (12/26). She's one of my absolute favorite people, and I hope she loves this almost as much as I love her!

This first chapter is the original flash from The Twilight 25 that I'm expanding, so some of you will recognize it.

The posting schedule will be a bit sporadic until after Christmas, and then I'm hoping to do daily updates.

Gigantic thanks to Twilly, Sophiacorgi, and Sulliedsoles for helping me and holding my hand so much with this story! I owe them all cupcakes and bewb gropes.

SM owns all things Twilight. All mistakes are mine.

I let out a dreamy sigh as I pull my fries and drink toward me. "God, he's so cute."

Jessica cuts her eyes to the boy behind the skate-rental counter, who's busy spraying the insides of the boots. "Yeah but such a weirdo."

"He is not a weirdo. Do you have to be such a bitch all the time?"

"Whatever. Doesn't he have like, ass-burgers or something?"

Angela heaves an exasperated sigh. "It's Asperger's, Jessica. You know that. You're just being mean."

"Whatever," she replies again. "He is a weirdo, though. He doesn't talk to me, and he never looks me in the eye when I rent my skates. He doesn't even check out my cleavage, and everyone checks these babies out." She shakes her ample boobs together.

"Yeah, okay. Settle down there before you poke someone's eye out." I pop a fry into my mouth and gaze at the auburn-haired boy again.

He's still spraying.

"You know Billy has to buy extra spray now because he's kind of fixated on that?" Angela tips her chin toward him. "I think it's sweet that he just buys more instead of making him stop."

"Very sweet. And Edward's sweet too. He talks to me sometimes. I mean, it's usually sort of one-sided. He kind of goes on and on about some online game he plays, but… every once in a while he'll make eye contact with me, and I feel like I've won the lottery or something. He even walked me to my car last weekend when Lauren ditched me to go see her ex."

"Wow," Angela breathes.

"I know. I couldn't believe it."

Edward's green eyes suddenly flit over to me for just a second, and I see one corner of his mouth tilt up as he goes back to his spraying.

Just that little acknowledgement from him makes a rush of tingles go over my body from the top down, like I'm standing under a waterfall, and my cheeks heat up.

Glancing at my friends, I see Jessica missed the exchange, but Angela is sharing my beaming smile.

When I step up to the counter, Edward stops spraying but stays turned to the side, not quite looking at me.

"Hey, Edward."


"Um, how are you?"

"Good. My warlock is level eighty now, and I got a cool new minion, and he deals so much damage, it's like I don't even need to be there, which is pretty amazing. And I got all new armor and weapons, and a new flying mount that goes extremely fast, and…"

As he goes on, I just lean onto the counter, resting my chin in my hand and smiling at him. His eyes meet mine three times, more than ever before during one conversation, and I'm happy just to be near him.

Before he picks up his spray can again, I work up the courage to ask him to split a sundae on his break.

With no hesitation, he answers, "Yes."


Thank you for reading! xoxo