Sparks Fly-Chapter 1
Okay this is my second fanfic and it's sort of religious, but I'm Lutheran, not Catholic, so please tell me how I'm doing (it's called reviewing!)! Thank you all my faithful readers and I hope you enjoy! I love you all! (mwa mwa)
AliceCullenSisters (AKA Hannah Banana)
PS-there will be a future lemon sometime within the storyline but I'm not so good at romance, so...stay tuned anyways!
Esme's POV:
I silently approached the small building, just off of the huge church.
I sighed as I pushed through the heavy doors, which stated:
St. Ana's Cathedral-
Rev. Marcus Cullen.
A young woman with long brown hair and brown eyes was sitting at a metal desk with many papers piled up. She smiled sweetly and greeted me.
I asked her where the choir was meeting. She said to go to the balcony in the cathedral and if I needed anything, to ask for Miss Swan, her.
I thanked her quickly and hurried of into the direction of the cathedral.
I walked up to the balcony of the cathedral and seated myself next to a small woman with cropped jet-black hair.
She smiled at me and told me her name was Alice Brandon and she asked my name. "Esme Platt," my last name rolled of my tongue, as I hadn't been a Platt in years.
The conductor told us to get out our hymnals and turn to page 562. I slowly turned to the correct page in the thick book and stood up straight along with the 17 other choir members.
The conductor raised her arms and I began to sing, the sweet sound of the sopranos sitting near me.
I looked up at her once more, and that's when I saw him. Radiant blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, a muscular yet lean body. He stood in the doorway of the balcony, listening, and staring straight at me.
I stiffened, and tried to focus on the music, failing utterly, and ending up staring straight back. His bright eyes cut through me like I was jello.
I closed my eyes, once again focusing back on the song that was almost over.
After the last note was played, my eyes shot back to the doorway, but my heart dropped when I saw that he was gone.
Carlisle's POV:
I walked silently up the winding stairs that led to the balcony.
The sweet sound of the woman's choir drifted throughout the neighborhood. I often sat and listened to them, the 17 women all singing with such joy and enthusiasm really was exhilarating.
But what I saw stopped me in my tracks-a new woman with long, curly, caramel colored hair sat in the front row next to Alice.
She suddenly glanced over at me, locking her emerald green eyes with my blue ones. I kept my eyes on her until she looked away, breaking my trance.
I turned away, almost running down the twisted staircase.
Taking big steps all the way to my fathers office, I closed and latched the door behind me, finding that it was empty. I took a deep breath as her face clouded my thoughts.
This is not happening, I thought to myself, not since Rose...ugh!
I mentally slapped myself for thinking of my previous girlfriend, whose life I'd ruined with one stupid decision. One that would cause her grief until the day she died.
The woman's face once again drifted into my stricken mind, and several questions arose.
What was her name?
Where did she come from?
When could I see her again?
I'll just have to ask Alice, I told myself, surely she'll have some answers.
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