Once we had reached the school the adrenaline faded and the anxiety set in, my heart felt like it was beating out of my chest, my throat started closing, and sweat began working it's way down the center of my spine. The dread that comes with a school day seems to be never ending, and though one day I may look back and miss it all, right now I just wanted to run into the woods- well hobble walk my way into the woods- and hide out for the next seven shitty hours. My thoughts must have been screaming out because I felt a soft touch of a cold hand on my shoulder, and when I turned to look Edward was smiling at me. "Hey. It's okay." He explained with a furrow of his brow. "I'll let you in on a secret. After everyone found out about why Louise Johnson tripped and fell on you, the entire school has been against Jessica. Say she won't even make the final cut for homecoming court." I'm not sure why that made me happy, but it did."Thanks. I needed that. Even if it wasn't true." I gripped the d
The school day dragged on sluggishly, the torturous amount of linoleum and fluorescent lighting killing my eyes and will to exist in anything other than an astral plane. Lunch was the only period that went pleasantly okay. Mike was fawning over Jessica as usual. Angela was snapping pictures enthusiastically for the yearbook, as well as getting some for the next issue of the school paper. Gi was running in and out of the cafeteria every ten minutes with different flyers for different clubs and activities, putting them up through the school. The Halloween bash was coming up, then the rest of the year would fly by so fast it would make you question if Halloween had already happened. While we all sat at the lunch table Rosalie didn't seem too happy that I had learned their secret, no matter how it happened she seemed worried about something. "Are you guys going to the Halloween bash?" I asked Edward when I couldn't take the stony silence from Rose and Emmett's side of the table much longe
Halfway back to my place I got a message from Gaia saying she wouldn't be able to make it to study for the history test because of an emergency on the home front. With a few words of reassurance I shot a text back over to her and shut my phone down. "Do you want to study with me?" Edward asked, casting his gaze over to me. "I am an expert on all things history.""Listen here primary source." I paused to hold back a laugh. "I would like someone to study with because I cannot study to save my life." With a cheeky smile I passed my gaze back out the window as the green ocean of trees zipped past."Well in that case," Edward countered, "do you want me to stop so you can get some study snacks?""No I should be fine my dad is bringing burgers and shakes from Donnie's tonight to celebrate being back at school." I realized I still had his jacket on at this point, and also that it smelled of honeysuckle, trees, and musk. I played with the edge of the gray tweed jacket as we slowed to a stop in
"Just hold on Arabella. Just hold on! We're almost there!" The voice called to me as I watched the woods zip by, the color of red hair fluttering over my eyes, it wasn't my own, this red was deeper and more golden where mine was copper and brass. The sun sparked off whoever was carrying me and I felt their grip tighten. "Don't give up sweet girl please!" I tried to roll my head over to look whoever was carrying me in the eye but just as I began to turn my gaze the world began to fall away and I was falling through the blackness grasping out trying to catch anything to slow my fall. A scream tried to rip from my lungs but something grabbed my throat and cut it off, stopping my breathing all together.My eyes shot open and I sat up in my bed and met a pair of eyes staring directly back at me. They were red eyes just like in the hospital, but this wasn't a man standing before me, this was a woman who looked like she was forged in fire and brimstone. Her eyes cut through the dark and stra
When I finally woke that next morning I only had half an hour to get ready, but Edward was still there. He looked at me with great curiosity on his face as I pulled back to take in the scene. "What?" I laughed lightly and rubbed the sleep from my eyes."Your dreams, do you have that one frequently?" He sat up and stared at me as I pulled myself from my bed and attempted to stretch my leg that was nearly healed. "It's so vivid but it was almost like I couldn't see all of it.""Yeah... I've had it a couple times, it's not always exactly the same but the concept of it usually is." I shrugged my shoulders and made my way over to my dresser, pulling out a black strappy tank top, a pair of ripped jeans, and a gray plaid button up. "Now turn around, I don't care if you have been alive 100 years and seen a million titties, mine will not join the list today." He looked at me with amusement, and I waved him to turn around. Slowly he plopped his face into my pillow where he laughed with his arms
Nearly a week had passed. Finally, I was given the okay to ditch my crutch, and Edward and I's relationship, or whatever you wanted to call it, sat oddly in the "watch movies and talk all night and maybe kiss stage." Rose had grown wary of me, and Emmet seemed apologetic enough while still standing by her side. Alice seemed electric with the idea, and Jasper seemed as if he was just happy to see us happy. Carlisle was approving, or so I had been informed, and as told by Edward, Esme whole heartedly approved. Today was the day I was supposed to meet Esme, and was going to see Edward's home for the first time. I was so incredibly nervous that I couldn't stop fidgeting and fixing the hem of my skirt in the mirror. It was the first time I had really gotten to look at my leg in the mirror from this angle in a month, it was striped with nearly faded pink scars that would probably fade to the slightly raised white. Personally I think it made me look like a badass, but Edward seemed saddened
I was taken on a grand tour, and given a little Cullen family history, before sitting at a table with Edward, Esme, and Carlisle. "So what brought you to Forks specifically?" I asked hesitantly as I ate the amazing stir fry that Esme and Carlisle had whipped up."Other than the weather?" Carlisle said he seemed genuinely relaxed as he lounged back in the dining chair with his arm slung around Esme's shoulders. "It's home." He said it so simply, as if it were the easiest decision he had made."But, you've called many places home?""Yes, but something about forks has always pulled us back." His words were so sure, if I had an unlimited amount of years to live I would probably be that sure too. A chill ran up my spine, I wasn't built for that many years, I was barely built for the 15 I had endured. I didn't hate the Cullen's for what they were, but it was definitely something that wasn't meant for me, what was meant for me I still had yet to discover, but vampirism was off the table by m
I woke up the next morning to the smell of biscuits and gravy, and the sound of Bon Jovi drifting up the stairs. Not only was my dad home, he was in a good mood. He had come late the previous night, I was already in bed, and I heard him open my door to check I was there before shutting it and ushering Maddie into his room. I rolled myself out of bed and threw a cardigan that I had kicked under my bed the night before over my shoulders, as the chill of November had already gripped us early this Halloween morning. After finally shoving my slippers onto my feet I wandered my way downstairs. My father stood whisking the milk gravy and singing 'It's My Life' in a hushed tone. When he finally finished the song I erupted into a ton of cheers and clapping. "Encore!" Dad spun around, successfully flinging gravy across the kitchen off the whisk."Hey squirt didn't realize you were up!" The next song began to play from the bluetooth speaker, and he reached over to pause it before returning to th
School started back up and I was less than enthusiastic as Edward dragged me out of my bed in the morning, unfortunately he was not an alarm I could throw against the wall to let me sleep longer. He had my clothes in his hands, apparently Alice had told him where to find all my clothes, and he stood with an expectant look in his eyes. "I don't wanna." I grumbled as I grabbed my clothes from his hands and began to change, I cared so little at this point that he had barely had enough time to turn around himself."You made me promise I wouldn't let you skip school today." He reminded me."Yeah yeah," I pulled my clothes on and shoved my shoes onto my feet. My stomach threw a large and deep gurgle."Hungry?" Edward asked as he turned around."Opposite!" I yelled as I ran toward the bathroom, feeling the burn in my throat as my stomach betrayed me. He was there, holding my hair back, we had a system down, I'm sure he already had a glass of water in his hand to let me rinse my mouth afterwa
"Nothing to concern yourself with." Edward said with a smile and turned up the TV where George Bailey was busy flirting with a girl over a candy counter. How I hadn't realized we made it that far into the movie already I didn't know."No Edward, don't lie to me." I sat up, placing the bowl of popcorn that was in my lap on the coffee table in front of me."Alice's visions are never the only path we can go on, this was just a variant it's fine." He said dismissively, turning the television up another few notches, only because he knew the louder it was the less I could focus. I could tell he was lying to me, I wasn't sure how I could tell, but I could tell."Edward." I said his voice with such intensity it shocked even me. I was gripping his arm now, my eyes deadest and my brow furrowed. He turned his gaze to me, shocked, and I looked him dead in the eye as I set my jaw. "Tell me. What. Is going. On." I spoke each word with conviction, I was tired of secrets and not knowing the whole tru
November had swept in with a series of flurries, but all the snow melted just slightly before the next snowfall happened. I had had a series of awkward conversations with my father about boys, and about Edward specifically. He insisted on meeting Edward, and of course Edward was all for it. "What am I even supposed to call you." I asked Edward with a panicked gaze. We were sitting on the sofa at his house, Les Mis was playing in the background and it was early, Fontaine hadn't even sold her hair yet."Well what do you want to call me?" He looked down curiously, I was nestled into his chest comfortably, cocooned in a blanket because the whole freezing to death thing was a mood killer.I played with the edge of my sweatshirt sleeve as I thought about it. I wasn't really sure what I wanted to call him, the age gap between us was a tad concerning, even if we just went off the age he stopped at he still had two years on me, and I had only recently turned 15. As far as the school was concer
I woke up the next morning to the smell of biscuits and gravy, and the sound of Bon Jovi drifting up the stairs. Not only was my dad home, he was in a good mood. He had come late the previous night, I was already in bed, and I heard him open my door to check I was there before shutting it and ushering Maddie into his room. I rolled myself out of bed and threw a cardigan that I had kicked under my bed the night before over my shoulders, as the chill of November had already gripped us early this Halloween morning. After finally shoving my slippers onto my feet I wandered my way downstairs. My father stood whisking the milk gravy and singing 'It's My Life' in a hushed tone. When he finally finished the song I erupted into a ton of cheers and clapping. "Encore!" Dad spun around, successfully flinging gravy across the kitchen off the whisk."Hey squirt didn't realize you were up!" The next song began to play from the bluetooth speaker, and he reached over to pause it before returning to th
I was taken on a grand tour, and given a little Cullen family history, before sitting at a table with Edward, Esme, and Carlisle. "So what brought you to Forks specifically?" I asked hesitantly as I ate the amazing stir fry that Esme and Carlisle had whipped up."Other than the weather?" Carlisle said he seemed genuinely relaxed as he lounged back in the dining chair with his arm slung around Esme's shoulders. "It's home." He said it so simply, as if it were the easiest decision he had made."But, you've called many places home?""Yes, but something about forks has always pulled us back." His words were so sure, if I had an unlimited amount of years to live I would probably be that sure too. A chill ran up my spine, I wasn't built for that many years, I was barely built for the 15 I had endured. I didn't hate the Cullen's for what they were, but it was definitely something that wasn't meant for me, what was meant for me I still had yet to discover, but vampirism was off the table by m
Nearly a week had passed. Finally, I was given the okay to ditch my crutch, and Edward and I's relationship, or whatever you wanted to call it, sat oddly in the "watch movies and talk all night and maybe kiss stage." Rose had grown wary of me, and Emmet seemed apologetic enough while still standing by her side. Alice seemed electric with the idea, and Jasper seemed as if he was just happy to see us happy. Carlisle was approving, or so I had been informed, and as told by Edward, Esme whole heartedly approved. Today was the day I was supposed to meet Esme, and was going to see Edward's home for the first time. I was so incredibly nervous that I couldn't stop fidgeting and fixing the hem of my skirt in the mirror. It was the first time I had really gotten to look at my leg in the mirror from this angle in a month, it was striped with nearly faded pink scars that would probably fade to the slightly raised white. Personally I think it made me look like a badass, but Edward seemed saddened
When I finally woke that next morning I only had half an hour to get ready, but Edward was still there. He looked at me with great curiosity on his face as I pulled back to take in the scene. "What?" I laughed lightly and rubbed the sleep from my eyes."Your dreams, do you have that one frequently?" He sat up and stared at me as I pulled myself from my bed and attempted to stretch my leg that was nearly healed. "It's so vivid but it was almost like I couldn't see all of it.""Yeah... I've had it a couple times, it's not always exactly the same but the concept of it usually is." I shrugged my shoulders and made my way over to my dresser, pulling out a black strappy tank top, a pair of ripped jeans, and a gray plaid button up. "Now turn around, I don't care if you have been alive 100 years and seen a million titties, mine will not join the list today." He looked at me with amusement, and I waved him to turn around. Slowly he plopped his face into my pillow where he laughed with his arms
"Just hold on Arabella. Just hold on! We're almost there!" The voice called to me as I watched the woods zip by, the color of red hair fluttering over my eyes, it wasn't my own, this red was deeper and more golden where mine was copper and brass. The sun sparked off whoever was carrying me and I felt their grip tighten. "Don't give up sweet girl please!" I tried to roll my head over to look whoever was carrying me in the eye but just as I began to turn my gaze the world began to fall away and I was falling through the blackness grasping out trying to catch anything to slow my fall. A scream tried to rip from my lungs but something grabbed my throat and cut it off, stopping my breathing all together.My eyes shot open and I sat up in my bed and met a pair of eyes staring directly back at me. They were red eyes just like in the hospital, but this wasn't a man standing before me, this was a woman who looked like she was forged in fire and brimstone. Her eyes cut through the dark and stra
Halfway back to my place I got a message from Gaia saying she wouldn't be able to make it to study for the history test because of an emergency on the home front. With a few words of reassurance I shot a text back over to her and shut my phone down. "Do you want to study with me?" Edward asked, casting his gaze over to me. "I am an expert on all things history.""Listen here primary source." I paused to hold back a laugh. "I would like someone to study with because I cannot study to save my life." With a cheeky smile I passed my gaze back out the window as the green ocean of trees zipped past."Well in that case," Edward countered, "do you want me to stop so you can get some study snacks?""No I should be fine my dad is bringing burgers and shakes from Donnie's tonight to celebrate being back at school." I realized I still had his jacket on at this point, and also that it smelled of honeysuckle, trees, and musk. I played with the edge of the gray tweed jacket as we slowed to a stop in