The Price of Freedom
Copyright protection: All characters belong to Stephanie Meyers. All other content is mine.
Gun shots rang in the distance, a familiar sound to hear in Seattle. The sky was dark, covered in a thick layer of clouds that blocked out all natural light and the wind blew slightly, mist swirling in the air. The sound of feet walking the paved sidewalks made for an interesting melody in the darkness.
Why am I here? That is all that Edward has thought in the past few hours he has been in Washington State. As he walks further from the center of Seattle, towards the outskirt, it begins to get darker. He shakes his head to clear his thoughts.
Why did I come back? When did I decide it was a good idea? He slows, looking towards a small parking lot with one, lone car among the painted lines. The bulb in the street lamp was out, making it seem even darker. He stops at the edge of the sidewalk, looking to his left and then his right before darting accross the road to the parking lot. Once he makes it to the opposite side walk, he shoves his hand in his pocket, pulling out a set of keys. Hitting the "UNLOCK" button on the control, the Volvo's hazard lights flash twice to indicate it received the command. A sigh escapes Edward's mouth as he climbs into the driver seat. I'm never going to be able to find her! He shakes his head once before starting up the engine.
No matter the mood Edward was in, once his precious Volvo turned over and he heard the subtle purr of the engine, he always calmed slightly. Tonight it worked just the same. He let out another sigh before leaning his head back against the head rest. The sound of an instrimental peice floating throughout the car. His frustrations seemed to just melt away. Slowly, he opens his eyes, throws the car into drive, and speeds off towards Forks. Time to get home.
A couple hours after he returned home, Edward had passed out thinking about the chocolate brown eyes with the small gold flakes, dreaming of the day he could look into them again. Once the morning dawned, Edward opened his eyes to the blinding sunlight. It was very rare in coastal Washington State to have a bright, warm, clear day and he planned on taking full advantage of it.
After showering, shaving, and dressing into some shorts and a tight fitting black sleeveless shirt, he makes his way to the kitchen. He frowns as he is confronted with the task of making his own breakfast once more. After deciding on scrambled eggs, he eats quickly before changing, locking up the house, and leaving. His new music classes didn't teach themselves!
Bella's eyes popped open with a start, the sun warming her body quickly. She stretches, padding off to the single bathroom. After taking care of business, showering, and dressing she makes her way to the kitchen on the lower level. Grabbing a granola bar from a jar on the counter, she makes her way to the desk in her living room. As she waits for her lap top to boot up, she begins to recall the dream she quickly woke from.
His eyes were bright green, brown and gold flecks painted throughout in the most admiring way. She smiled at this thought, knowing she could stare into them for hours. A candle lit dinner, accompanied by a soft playing piano in the background, played out in her mind's eye. A gentleman sat accross from her, though his face was hidden in shadow. All she could make out were her eyes. "I've missed you" the man says in a soft, inviting voice. "I've missed you too..." she says shyly. Her eyes trace the outline of his face, placing it in her memory. "I've been looking forward to seeing you all week." The man chuckles and nods, "Likewise, my dear."
"You've got mail!" Bella jumps, cursing her computer for breaking into her day dream. She sighs and shakes her head, picking up the wrapper of her breakfast she dropped. After tossing it into the wastebasket next to the desk, she opens her email. As she looks over the messages, one catches her eye. 'Starting this semester, music classes!' She double clicks the link and begins to read over the email sent from the school she teaches at.
Dear staff,
I'm pleased to announce that we have been granted funding to start a new class here at Forks High School. Musical lessons will be starting this fall for all students. Also, we have a new teacher who will be guiding this class, Mr. Edward Cullen. He is also providing night classes from 6pm to 9pm for adults and personal training for those whom would like to join. All staff are eligable to enroll in these classes. Please help Mr. Cullen to feel welcome in this town and school. Also, welcome back, classes begin August 5th.
Sincerely,
Administration
Bella smiles and reads through the email once more, noting the date. Looking at her desk calander, August 5th is today! Of course, she already knew what day it was. She quickly weeds out the rest of her email, noting the things she needed to know before shutting down her lap top and packing it into her carrying case. She quickly grabs her things before shuffling out of her house, locking it behind her, and making her way to her 1986 Chevrolet C10. After situating everything in the cab, she starts it up and begins the twenty minute treck to her school. This is going to be an interesting year.