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I awoke to the sound of Charlie knocking on my door.
"Happy Birthday." He said as he casually sauntered into my room, carrying three things in his hands.
"I thought we agreed no presents." I said, trying to hide the disappointment that he went against my wishes.
"Well, the one from me's not wrapped, so it doesn't count." He said, handing me a digital camera with a little bow on it.
I laughed lightly. "That's actually great, thanks Dad."
"Yeah, it goes with this one from your mom, we coordinated-well she coordinated me." He said, revising the first thing. I tore off the wrapping paper to find a photo album in my hands. "It's to put your pictures in from senior year." He sighed. "Senior year," He was drifting off now, "How did you get so old so fast?"
"I didn't. It's not that old." I said quickly, though I knew it was one year older than Edward, it still wasn't that old.
"I don't know; is that a gray hair?" He asked, pick up a strand of my hair.
"No, no way." I said, panicked, rushing to the mirror to find to trace of gray in my brunette hair.
"Happy birthday." Charlie said again turning to leave the room.
It was then I noticed the third unwrapped package in his hand. "Charlie, what's that?" I asked pointing to it.
He turned, looking at my destination. "It's a present from a distant relative. Sorry, I forgot it for a second there." He said, handing it to me.
I peeled back the tape and opened it, careful not to scratch myself like the klutz that I am, to find a small, square –shaped, navy-blue velvet box inside all of the bubble wrap. I opened it to find an oval silver locket: The cover had two trims of braided silver straps, and in between, laid a band of wavy curves all the way around. Beyond the second trim was a beautiful diamond-shaped cross design set with 22 marcasite stones, and a filigree border holding a beautiful sapphire in the center.
I picked it up carefully, scared that if I touch it too hard it will break; then I noticed it was resting on a faded piece of parchment. I unfolded it and started reading the elegant script:
Miss Isabella,
Congratulations on making it to eighteen. We apologize that we haven't been able to visit or send something to you in the past, but we have had the privilege to send you this precious antique locket. Wear it as a reminder for now that we will be coming to Forks. We will be coming to visit you in person very soon and wish that you wear the locket when we arrive.
See you very soon Isabella.
With all our love,
Your great uncle, aunt and cousins
I blushed finishing it. The seemed like it was written in the late 1890's or something.
I looked at the locket again, and then back to Charlie. "They want me to wear it, they're coming to see me."
"Oh, when?" He asked, bashful, thinking about the house looked.
"No date, but Dad, don't worry I'll clean up."
"Alright. Maybe you could invite the Cullens over to meet them."
"Sure." I said. I'm sure Alice will love a new shopping buddy. "I got to get ready for school Dad."
"Okay." He said, walking out the door.
Short yet again, but it's going to get more interesting I promise, let me know what you think.
