IN FROGS WE TRUST!
Hardy Har Har...Yes I know that was a very inspirational and insightful speech. Just for the record, you can actually nail jelly to a tree, for all you people out there who have heard that saying. I tried it, and after great difficulty I achieved in getting a piece to stick, after countless times of hitting my thumb, which will now inhibit me from playing the piano...damn. Anyway on with the show and I give you full permission to hit me if you don't like it! Oh right, and before you go off with the hopes that it is bad so that you do get the honour of hitting me-thanks ever so much- I would like to say that only the plot belongs to me...which I'm bloody-scuse' the language- proud of! –MD-
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"Oh no!" I groaned, suddenly realising that it was Friday. Torture Day, directly translated to going on an all expense paid shopping trip with Alice. In some prospective minds, not that bad, but I was more than against the 'dress up Bella game' that she's had going for two years now.
"Bella?"
I glanced at Edward, currently lying on my bed seemingly engrossed in the book he had stuck in front of his nose. I doubted it though, since Wuthering Heights wouldn't have been his first choice when it came to literature. We'd had that particular argument more than a few times. My eyebrows rose. True, Edward had quite a few attributes going for him; intelligence, speed, strength, looks, but being sly just wasn't one of them. Likely he was more intent on watching me; something I'd noticed had increased since the engagement. Mentally I loved the attention. Physically though, it was potentially problematic, since it caused me to be clumsier than normal.
I focussed back onto the subject of my thoughts. Already his impatience was getting the better of him, the underlying frustration of not being able to hear my thoughts coming through his expression of nonchalance. How I would love to take away his abnormal power for the day and see how he'd cope. He probably wouldn't.
I sighed "Its Friday". I didn't need to elaborate. This had been my reaction for the past few months so I assumed he'd get it. My assumptions proved correct.
Edward's face turned up into a smile at my glum expression and my heart skipped a beat or two. "Don't worry love, it's only for four hours, give or take a bit, I'm sure you'll survive"
"Wouldn't bet on it' I mumbled and turned back to the crossword I was currently trying to complete. After seeing Edward finish one of these in a record time of three minutes my competitive side had gotten the better of me and I'd been trying to beat the time ever since, but to no avail. Another ten minutes passed until I gave up, moving the paper to the side and getting up. Doesn't matter, I thought, who can beat vampire speed anyway?
Edward was beside me in a second, Wuthering Heights laying discarded on my bed doona "Where to?" he asked taking my hand in his.
"Somewhere Alice is not" I grumbled, starting downstairs.
"Once again I can do nothing for your plight. She's surprisingly persistent with these sorts of things. If she showed the same amount of concern she does for clothes to millions of starving children there would be no cause for world hunger ever again".
I rolled my eyes. "Or they would still be starving hungry except have fantastic designer clothes which are of absolute no use to them", I remarked grabbing an apple of the kitchen bench. Provisions for later.
"True", he laughed as I went to stand beside him. "Although you never know", he speculated once again grabbing hold of my hand. The inhuman cold from his hand seeped into my warm one as I took advantage of the closeness to breath in his mouth watering scent."They could get lucky".
"Which could mean I might get lucky?" surprisingly excited about the idea. The thought of shopping free weekends flitted through my mind and I smiled.
"No", he smiled in response "I'm pretty sure, you're in for life, sorry"
I sighed, the momentary smile disappearing, "Talk about crushing a girl's hopes and dreams", I said as we walked out through the door to the already waiting Alice.
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Ok let me have it! Wasn't much of story line, more like an epilogue or what not. So very sorry. Review if you feel the need to but really I'm writing this more out of enjoyment :) Next chapter may come flouncing along soon enough if I get time to write it :)
SALUTE TO THE FROGS!
-MD-
