Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer :) Before October 2005, we could have claimed Edward.
"So Alice, what are we doing today?" I asked. I was twirling her hair around my finger while Alice leaned over a book reading. It was a new book that had just come out yesterday. Alice didn't look up at my question, she being too into the book. "Alice?" I asked again.
"Hmm? Oh, uh, well. I don't really want to go shopping today. I just want to finish reading the book. " Alice said, now looking up to me. "Go help Edward out. I'm sure he's freaked out about the mystery vampire being in Bella's room."
I stood up and left the room. Walking down the flight of stairs, I wondered where Edward was until I heard him call out to me. "I'm in the garage", he said. What was he doing in the garage? I was pretty sure he would be freaking out somewhere else like the living room. Not near his cars."I'm not freaking out Jazz", he said in a reply to my thoughts.
When I entered the garage, Edward was leaning over something near the right end of the garage. "What is that Edward?" I asked. He looked up to me, his feelings being quite happy.
"It's a Ducati. I bought it so I could ride with Bella", he said. Bella had a motorcycle? I thought.
"Yeah, apparently that dog helped her build one out of scratch", he said. I was surprised. That would make Jacob a better car mechanic than Rosalie since she never built a car. Edward chuckled at this. "Best not tell her that. Rosalie would be annoyed to think that he had better car skills." I looked back at the motorcycle which had a really nice shine. Really pretty. Really really pretty.
"Yeah it is isn't it?" asked Edward, admiring the motorcycle along with me.
"Where's Bella right now?" I asked. Edward and Bella were practically inseparable nowadays. "She's at home. The dog is at her house so he could smell the scent of the intruder. Actually, I think I'm supposed to be going now. Bye."
Edward stood up and left into the woods surrounding the house. I was left standing there with the motorcycle. Such a pretty motorcycle. Maybe I could ride it one day? So for a while longer, I just stood there staring at the motorcycle.