Summary: Bella is a single, shy, and timid writer. Edward is an engaged, charming, and handsome businessman. What do you get when Bella has to cover "Seattle's New Couple?"
Disclaimer: Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer I own nothing.
Comments: AU, AH. I couldn't get this plot bunny out of my head. It demanded to be written.
I haven't forgotten about this story. But RL kicked in and I had to put this on the back burner for a bit. But I hate leaving fics unfinished so yes, I'll finish this story. Oh and sometimes it'll alternate between Edward's and Bella's POV. But it's mainly being told from her POV. Now onto chapter 5!
I had spent most of Sunday around the apartment. I had to get ready for this piece and had to brainstorm some questions. Never having written this column I was pretty much clueless as to what I should ask them. It seemed that the usual "how did you meet?" questions were so generic. I wanted to do something different. But I had to maintain the overall essence of this type of thing.
I sat down on the couch and pulled the nearby blanket around my shoulders. Hmm, what to write?
It's obvious Edward and Tanya are wealthy. And that they are outstandingly good-looking. No wonder they're engaged. But there has to be more than just the surface right? Their relationship has got to consist of more than just the aesthetic beauty.
Whoa there, Bella. What are you thinking? You can't go about speculating about their relationship. You are here to be impartial. You're a writer doing a piece on them. Do not go on thinking like that. Ugh. I had to scold myself. I really shoudn't be thinking of the nature of their relationship. I was just supposed to do my job. Simple, right?
Although I tried to brainstorm for interview questions and on more than one occasion I had to stop myself from thinking too much about their relationship in a non-impartial way I couldn't help but remember Edward's lingering gazes.
And I know, don't flatter yourself is what I should be saying but I'm a girl I know when a guy is looking at me. This coming form a girl who doesn't like to be the center of attention. It almost gave me the creeps that he would look at me. I mean, why would he be looking? I'm not pretty. I'm not beautiful. I sure as hell am not Tanya. Why?
Perhaps he was re-calling our first encounter? I was pretty much a bitch to him. And then as soon as he spoke one single word I was total mush. Maybe that's it. Maybe he thought I was amusing.
After long hours of sitting on the couch and getting no where as far as preparing for Edward and Tanya I decided to just wing it. I mean Jessica did this all the time and how hard can it be to interview these people?
One of the perks of doing this type of piece is that I didn't have to be in the damn office everyday. Mike insisted that I give my full attention to making the Edward and Tanya piece perfect. Which meant I coordinate with either one of them (Tanya most likely) and get the scoop.
After talking with Tanya on Monday she and I agreed to meet at the park on Tuesday after lunch. She wanted a non-formal place to meet. A very comfortable place so that we'd feel free with conversation. Her words not mine.
Tuesday was finally here. And Rose was out of town for a modeling engagement. So there I was scrambling to get all my stuff ready. I had already dressed.
I was wearing my usual black pants and white top ensemble. With a blazer over it. Rose would call it boring. I call it professional and comforting.
I had gathered my recorder, my cell, and finally my keys. I checked the clock I would be there on time!
It didn't take long for me to get there. And I was secretly happy that I got there before either of them did. I saw a bench nearby and sat down waiting.
I didn't have to wait very long. It must have been less than ten minutes till I saw the sight of them. There they were: Tanya and Edward.
Tanya was wearing a dress by the looks of things. She had a beautiful suede coat on and perfect black heels. Edward too wasn't anything short of perfection. He wore a dark blue suit and his green eyes were twinkling. His messy bronze hair in disarray as per usual.
I stood up to greet them and Edward reached out with a cup of coffee. Evidently it was for me.
"I know how you like your coffee." he said handing it me, with a smile on his face.
'Th.. Thanks." I stammered. He continued smiling. And for some reason that made me uncomfortable.
Tanya walked over to me and gave me a hug. That surprised me but maybe it was all for show?
"Should we start?" I asked.
"Yes, by all means." came Edwards reply.
We sat down and I rummaged through my purse looking for my tape recorder. After pulling it out I hit "play." and started asking questions.
"Let's start with the basics, how did you two meet?"
Tanya smiled and gave Edward a slight nudge in the ribs. I guess that was her way of saying she wanted him to answer.
"Old family friends. We go way back."
"Care to elaborate?" I pressed.
Tanya spoke up then, "Edward's and my parents are friends. We didn't exactly grow up together but we would see each other through the usual gatherings. Holidays and that stuff."
"When did you start dating?"
Again, Tanya answered. "Not till two years ago. Edward and I knew each other but we hadn't seen each other since we graduated from high school. We went to different colleges but when I moved back here I ran into him."
Wow. I was impressed. Here I thought these two were just attracted to each other for the obvious reasons but they were actually quite normal.
"So what is it that you like about Edward?" I was surprising myself. The questions seemed to flow very naturally for me. Go Bella! Rose would be proud.
Tanya took Edwards hand in hers, "He's everything I could ever want. He's handsome, and kind, stable, and he's exactly what every women should look for in a husband."
It didn't escape me that she said husband and not lover or soul-mate. In my mind, if you find the right person to spend the rest of your life with that person is much more than just the mere title of husband or wife. The other person is supposed to be be so much more than that.
Ugh, over analyzing again. Maybe she didn't want to sugar coat it or maybe she wanted it to be more private? Privacy couldn't be it because here they were going to a freakin' magazine about to publish their story for all of Seattle.
I continued. "Edward, what is it that makes your relationship with Tanya special?"
Tanya looked over at him, clearly wanting to know the answer too. He looked at Tanya then back at me. The back at Tanya. It was like he was debating something. Whether or not to answer? He shifted a little, a clear indication that he was getting uncomfortable. I smiled in spite of myself.
"Uhh.. well Tanya is an extraordinary woman, I'm lucky to have found her."
What a rehearsed line that is. Hmm, why is Edward being evasive?
"I see. But if you don't mind me asking, what is it that makes Tanya special to you?"
He brought a hand through his messy hair and blinked. "She's very tenacious."
"What?" Tanya spat.
"Uhh... I mean that in a good way." he rushed. She sighed then glanced over at me. Then the buzzing sound of a cell phone erupted. "Oh shot that's me." Tanya cursed. She got her cell out and after reading the I.D. screen she excused herself.
I stopped the recorder wanting to give her some time. I swung my left leg so it was cris crossed over my other and took a sip of my coffee. I took a glance over at Edward. He was staring at his shoes.
Tanya came back over to us and had an apologetic look on her face. "I have to go. There's some misunderstanding with a shipment and Kate is in hysterics I'm sorry."
"It's ok. We can finish this another time." I replied.
"No, no, you have Edward here, you can just ask him questions. And we'll reschedule ours for another time." She was already gathering her purse and she fished around for her keys.
"Call me later." she said against Edward's mouth. I took that as my cue to go back to my coffee. And with a wave, she was gone.
"Now I know what you meant by tenacity." I said it before I had time to register how it sounded like. I winced. "Uh, forgive me, I wasn't thinking."
Edward scooted closer and chuckled. "I meant what I said in the best way possible."
"Of course." I agreed.
He raised his brow slightly and took another sip of his drink. "Shall we continue?"
"Do you want to?"
"Am I off the record?" he asked anxiously.
I showed him the recorder. It wasn't on. "Yes."
"To be honest I don't want to be here."
"Oh." I said. And I couldn't help but feel a little hurt. I guess my face was very expressive because he rush on, "It's nothing to do with you, it's just I don't like all this.... attention."
I had to laugh. "The attention gets to you, huh?"
"In business it's mandatory. Especially in my type of work. But I avoid it if I can."
"And you can't avoid this?"
"Apparently not. Tanya is determined about this."
"Well you must love her if your doing this."
"I must." he agreed.
I had change subject. "Your dinner was very nice."
"Thank you." automatic answer.
"I didn't know you knew Jasper." Ok awkward silence. Not good.
"Nor did I know you knew him either." he responded.
"You enjoyed yourself?" he asked me now looking right at me.
"Yes." I nodded.
"Good." He turned his head to look around the park. Surveying the locals.
"I liked you dress." His voice was soft and almost a whisper.
"Uh... thanks." I managed to say.
"You looked beautiful." he continued.
Shifting a little further from him, "Thanks."
"Why don't we finish this some other time?" I asked. I was desperate to get away from him. The awareness of his close form to mine was almost dizzying. And his random flattery was not something I needed now.
I got up and collected my bag. "I'll call Tanya later."
"I'm sorry." he said.
"Thanks for the coffee." and then I left him there sitting on the bench.
In a few short minutes I had manged to make Isabella Swan uncomfortable and leave. I couldn't help it though. It wasn't my intention to make her feel uncomfortable.
Having seen her and spoken to her at the coffee shop the week before I thought I'd never see her again. Imagine my surprise when she shows up to my engagement party. And then try to comprehend the fact that she is the writer of the article written about you and your soon-to-be-wife.
Now take all of that and mix in your impression of her when you first saw her. That day, or rather morning, she was running late. It was evident in her tone of voice when she all but yelled at me to hurry up. I was prepared to argue back with the owner of that voice but when I saw her I smiled. She definitely wasn't what I had expected. She was fiery girl. Full of sarcastic sass and timeless beauty.
I got her out of my head. Or so I thought.
Then I saw her at the engagement party. And she looked lovely. Her dress accentuated her nice translucent skin tone. Her brown lush locks were curled and she was breath taking. The former sarcastic customer in waiting gone and now stood a very beautiful woman. I went oer to her table only to find out that she would be working on an article. The one that Tanya mentioned before.
Now I wouldn't say that I have an infatuation on her. I was spoken for. I had Tanya. But Isabella proved to be interesting. And I couldn't figure out why. Against my better judgement I stole glances in her direction for the remainder of the night. And unfortunately she caught me.
Now today she was all business and firing questions left and right. Tanya was more than happy to oblige her. However I was reluctant to answer if any. When they were pointed directly at me I didn't know what to say. I love Tanya I proposed to her. Shouldn't that be enough?
And what was it about Isabella that fascinated me so much?