A/N: Just a cute little story I decided to write…It might have action, might not. It depends on what I think you as the reader will enjoy the most! This takes place after New Moon, but it is not my take on Eclipse.
Also, I am not deserting my other story, "The Life and Times of 'Perfection'". I just wanted to practice my writing in different type of story.
Hope you enjoy….
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns the rights to the books "Twilight" and "New Moon" and the ideas within them. I don't own anything except this story plot.
"Magic"
By: lookinthestars
Chapter One: "Expansions"
My dream was simple. A long, wide, dark, never ending stretch of water was before me. Yet strangely, I felt at ease, although the waves crashed dangerously close against the ship I was comfortably settled on. The comfort was probably from the immortal body of crystals, sparkling and dancing with the breeze and the early suns rays. Edward.
My dream came to an abrupt stop when a strong, powerful cold sensation settled onto my lips with gentle pressure.
My eyes flashed open, and in my line of vision, I saw tousled bronze hair and a smooth, unbelievably pale, beaming face. Edward's eyes were closed as he kissed me, still gentle. But a small smile tugged at his lips, giving him away. For a moment there, in my state of delirious manner, I was almost positive he was unreal, a stature carved into a block of perfect, flawless marble.
His lips moved away slowly, and a look of surprise crossed his face.
"You behaved," His voice was not terribly sure of himself.
"Figured you needed a break from all that hard work." I grinned as he snuck his arms around my waist, still lying down.
"Keeping you way from the danger I inflict on you is like a job," he muttered. His face lost the tiny smirk he had held, and the corners of his mouth turned down in the slightest way.
I touched his cheek lightly, and sighed. "Don't," I murmured.
He looked up at me and seemed undecided. But the frustrated set of my mouth must have given him some sort of amusement because he chuckled. But the sound was almost inaudible.
I sat up, suddenly fully awake. I bounded up from the bed, leaving a surprised Edward on his side.
"Edward!" I wailed. His brow puckered. "It's nine in the morning!"
I raced around the room, picking up random articles of clothing as I went; A red shirt that was most likely due for a wash. A pair of jeans that I had ripped a couple days ago while walking. Some mismatching socks, and other things that looked decent to wear.
"Point?" Edward prompted softly. He was standing now, and his eyes were clouded with worry.
"School!" I wailed, racing to pick up my toiletries. Edward was at my side suddenly, after a slight breeze had whisked by my cheekbone. He gathered my lightly into his arms.
"Graduation was yesterday, Bella." Edward provided to me, grinning wider as he saw my bewildered expression.
"Graduation?" I whispered, looking up into his eyes that were slowly dazzling me, the gold pools seemed to grow even more beautiful be the second.
"Graduation." Edward repeated, trying to suppress his laughter as he was notified that I had honestly forgotten I had graduated from high school – a deep, crimson blush worked its way up my cheeks.
"Right." I muttered. I flopped back onto the bed, stretching out my legs. "Knew that,"
Edward gently lay down next to me, and crushed my head into his chest with as little, irresistible force he could muster.
His hand slowly traced the length of my warm cheekbone, and he sighed in delight. I closed my eyes, and pressed myself even closer to his cold, yet inviting body.
"Are you still tired?" he asked, his voice teasing.
I opened one eye, and stared up at him, a scowl written across my face. "No." I replied simply.
Edward shook the bed with his loud, amazingly musical, laughter.
"Fine with me." And he leaned his head into the crook of my neck, and closed his eyes, not sleeping, but completely and utterly relaxed.
I tried to stay wake, but Edward must have caught my bluff about not being tired because he started to hum my lullaby while rubbing my back as I fell even deeper into unconsciousness.
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"Bella…." An angel's voice sang to me. I swatted away at the empty air, trying to silence the voice.
"Shut up." I scolded, and then rolled over onto my side.
The Angel laughed, then took both my shoulders in his arms. He rocked me back and forth for a while, uttering phrases of love to me every once in a while.
"Bella," The voice laughed with pleasure. I made a noise close to a growl. I did not want to wake up just yet.
"Go away!" I cried.
But the Angels hands did not leave my shoulders. He merely gathered all of me into his lap, while a muttered ignored protests.
"Bella, Alice is coming and she's bringing some dresses and a box of makeup. Let's get you ready for her…."
"No!" I screamed. My eyes were forced open and I bounced up out of my horizontal position. "Edward!"
He filled the room with his deep laugh. "Bella, calm down. I was kidding. I just wanted you to wake up." He chuckled some more.
"What? I nearly had a heart attack!" My voice was cracking from just waking up. I sighed, then slowly made my way back onto the bed. I sat down cross-legged by Edward's side.
He turned to me. "I apologize. Will you forgive me?" He looked and sounded so sincere.
"Fine, but I'm deeply disturbed that you enjoy my pain," I mumbled.
He took my hands into his own softly. His eyes were troubled, but then a flicker of surprise, then humor shot through his topaz eyes. "That caused you pain?" He asked, astonished.
I rolled my eyes. "Emotional pain. Alice scars me every time I look like Barbie to her." I grimaced.
"Really?" Edward looked intrigued.
"Yes. Now stop laughing at me." I mumbled. He beamed a smile at me, and I stood up. "Human minute," I said, gesturing to the door.
He looked reluctant to let me go. "Come back soon." He smiled slightly.
"Okay." And I walked slowly to the bathroom, carrying my toiletries and a change of clothes for the day.
The shower felt unbelievably cold to me, and I hopped out of it as soon as I had rinsed my hair of my familiar shampoo. I quickly dried myself off, and threw on the outfit I had grabbed; A long sleeved, dark navy sweater with a hood, and a pair of jeans that were in much better shape than the ones I had tried to wear this morning. I pulled on a pair of striped socks that I knew Edward would make fun of.
My hair was surprisingly obedient today, and I wondered to myself if I should start taking cold showers more often if they were to tame my usually knotty hair. I laughed out loud to myself.
"Are you talking to yourself, Bella?" A voice came from outside of my door.
I spun around quickly, thankful that I had been fast to put on my outfit.
"Edward!" My voice shook, and I wondered how long he had been standing there for. "Are you watching me?"
He laughed. "No, I was just waiting for you out here, and I heard you laughing." He paused. "Are you insane?"
I scowled, although I know he couldn't see it through the door. "I'm coming out now." I said, ignoring his question. I ran a brush through my hair, and decided to leave it down. I did a once-over in the mirror to make sure I was wearing everything important…like pants, and I walked out of the bathroom.
Edward was waiting for me, a big, crooked smile plastered on his face. When I reached him, he gently swung me over his shoulder, and ran human pace down the stairs.
"It's time for the human to have breakfast!" He said in a singsong voice while pounding down the stairs.
"Is Charlie here?" I knew it was a stupid question to ask. Edward would never show himself to Charlie while he spent the night. Charlie would have a stroke, then come back and strangle me.
"He left early this morning. There were lots of rowdy parties last night that needed attention."
"Graduation-Beginning of summer type of parties?" I asked. Edward set me upright into a chair at the table. He started to get out some cereal for me at the counter, and a bowl.
"Yes. There were lots of parties at the beach." He got out some milk, and a spoon, and set everything out in front of me on the kitchen table.
"Thanks." I murmured while pouring the cereal and milk into the bowl. I knew that Edward wasn't allowed down in La Push, so I didn't bother ask why we hadn't gone. Not that I would have wanted to go, but Edward would have most likely dragged me to it so I could have a more 'human' life, even if my soul mate was a vampire.
"I heard Mike got drunk." Edward offered. I almost choked on the cereal that was in my mouth.
"Pardon?" I stuttered. Edward's grin widened.
"Mike got drunk." He repeated. I could see how much pleasure his caused Edward.
"What? How? Is he alright?"
"I heard Charlie's mind last night, and he said, our rather thought, that Mike had gotten drunk out of some competition and that he was okay. He just has a really horrific hangover."
I went back to chewing my food. "Oh, well…that's good. I guess."
Edward nodded slightly, and continued to watch me eat. It made me uncomfortable, but I should get used to it. Edward always watches me eat with great interest. It gets a tad creepy.
"So," I started. "What's on the agenda for today?"
"Hmm…" He seemed deep in thought. "We could go to me house. I have a graduation gift for you."
"Really?" I groaned. I hated attention. "I guess…that's fine."
"Are you kidding me?" He looked sincerely surprised. "I thought you were going to lecture me on getting you a gift."
"Well, as long as Alice isn't involved…." I trailed off.
Edward chuckled with delight. "Nope. I believe Alice has gone hunting with Jasper and the rest of my family."
I stared at his eyes closely, but they were light butterscotch. "When's the last time you went?"
"The day before your graduation. When Alice-" He began.
"When Alice took me shopping and dressed me up. Right." I interrupted.
He nodded. "I wanted to spend your graduation day and the first weeks of summer with you and not miss one day. I decided to go when Alice was torturing you."
"Alrighty. Thanks." I mumbled sarcastically. I stared down at the empty bowl in front of me. "I'm done."
I sprang to my feet and out everything away. I put the bowl and spoon in the sink, and turned to Edward. "Let's go,"
"We're running." He said. I smiled back at him, and obviously he was surprised by my reaction. "You don't mind running with me anymore?"
"Nope. I trust you."
He smiled so big, I though his marble face would burst. He took my hand, and led me out the front door, and I quickly locked it behind me. He turned to me.
"Hop on," His voice was excited for some unknown reason.
"You seem excited," I observed while he lifted me onto his back. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, and my legs wrapped around his waist.
"I'm excited about your surprise," He said, then took off running.
The trees were stacks and groups of green as we whisked by them. I could hear Edward's steady breathing, which gave no hint to the fact that he was running over a hundred miles per hour.
"Why?" I breathed. The mist stung my face lightly as he ran.
"You'll see," He said in a calm voice. I rolled my eyes.
"I hate surprises."
"I know," He reached the house just then, and stopped running abruptly. I tried to jump down from his back, but he stopped me. "Hold it." He then reached around to his back, and began to carry me like a baby.
"Edward!" I couldn't help but laugh. "Put me down!"
He just grinned and continued walking to the house. "You'd probably kill yourself if I let you walk on your own feet up this hill." His voice showed no signs of humor, but I could tell by his glowing eyes that he was somewhat kidding.
But he kept on walking, cradling me closely to his chest.
I couldn't help but think about the one of the last times he had carried me like this. It was when I had fainted in school because of the blood typing, and Edward had been there to save me. As always. Yet, on that day, Edward had held me away from his body, using only his arms to support me, which I had found unbelievable. Today, though, Edward crushed me against his body without even thinking about it. Which just shows me how much he really does care for me and love me, and how much our relationship had expanded.
Edward looked down at me, his face puzzled. He smiled at me when he contemplated my thoughtful expression. "What are you thinking about?"
I sighed, but smiled. Edward used that sentence towards me at least 5 times a day. "The day you saved me from Mike, when he was dragging off my body," I had decided to tell him the truth, because my editing always bothered him.
"Blood-typing day?" he asked.
I nodded.
Edward had a far away look on his face as he scanned the horizon with his golden eyes. We were nearly at the house, now, and I could hear the stream bubbling in the background. How deeply I wanted this to be my home.
"That was a good day." he breathed.
I giggled. "That was just so corny." I admitted as he glared down at me in frustration.
"I got to hold you for the first time that day."
I pondered that for a moment. "Oh."
We reached the house then, and somehow he opened the front door while carrying me. I then wondered if the Cullens ever had to lock their house up.
Edward led me to the piano, and sat me down on the cool, hard bench. I instantly remembered why I was here, and I started to get a little worried.
"Is it a good surprise?" I tried to hide my intense curiosity, but failed.
Edward chuckled, seemingly delighted. "Of course, Bella."
A warm feeling raced through my body as he spoke. I always found it amazingly enchanting whenever he said my name.
He sat down smoothly on the bench beside me, and turned to look into my eyes.
I waited patiently for a moment, then got bored of him just looking at me.
"When….are you going to give it to me?"
"The surprise?" He said, breaking out of his trance-like state.
"No, the pigs you promised me." I moaned sarcastically. "Yes, the surprise!"
He laughed, and the sound was like music. "Now." He said as he stood up, not taking his eyes away from mine.
First, he looked reluctant as he ripped his eyes away from mine, but as he strode off to one side of the room, he smiled. On one end table, there was a small group of papers bundled up by a paperclip. Edward smoothly picked it up, and walked over to me.
He sat down with an unusual thud. I looked up at him curiously.
"Just excited, I guess." he said, his voice somewhat strained.
"Can I see?" I reached one hand outward to the pile of papers he was covering so subtly with his pale hands.
"Just a moment," He responded.
He handed me the papers, but didn't let go.
"No peeking." He sad glancing down at the papers he and I held. I was disappointed to find that he had flipped the mysterious surprise upside down so I couldn't read it yet. "Wait till I tell you to look."
"Fine." I huffed. I rolled my eyes as Edward got ready to play the piano. I usually loved his compositions, but I was too anxious for the surprise. "You're playing the piano now?" I hissed.
Edward looked at me sternly. "Be patient Bella. Please."
I sighed.
He looked at me once more. "Ready?"
"Uh-huh." I mumbled. I focused on the papers in my hand, hoping to have some kind of undiscovered x-ray vision. Reality was against me today, though.
Edward's fingers suddenly moved across the elegant white keys as the music started. He opened his mouth and sang to a familiar tune.
Who's
the leader of the club
That's made for you and me
"Edward!" I yelled as the music continued. He just kept singing with his angel voice as he played.
M-I-C-K-E-Y
M-O-U-S-E
Hey! there, Hi! there, Ho! there
You're as welcome as
can be
M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E
"This is not the time to be singing
this song!" I wailed. "What about the surprise?" Mickey
Mouse!
"What is wrong with you?" I screeched as he chanted the letters.
Forever let us hold our banner
Mickey
Mouse!
High! High! High!
High!
I
must say, though, through all the nervousness I felt, I was enjoying
this. To see Edward, a man so charming and eloquent, singing the
'Mickey Mouse' song, was enough to make you wet your
pants. Come along and sing a song
And join the
jamboree!
M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E
I began to chant along to the letters as they came up. Edward looked at me curiously thorough the music.
"What?
I can't sing?" I answered his expression, flustered. Mickey
Mouse club
We'll have fun
We'll be new faces
High! High!
High! High!
Edward
shook his head as he sang. He smiled through his words. We'll
do things and
We'll go places
All around the world
We'll go
marching
I
continued to sing, although thoroughly embarrassed at him having to
hear my voice. My mother had always tried to convince me that I was a
good singer, but I refused any good comments she gave me. Who's
the leader of the club Mickey Mouse! Mickey
Mouse! Forever let us hold our banner Come along and sing a song
That's made for you and me
M-I-C-K-E-Y
M-O-U-S-E
Hey! there, Hi! there, Ho! there
You're as welcome as
can be
M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E
High! High! High!
High!
And join the
jamboree!
M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E
"Why in the world did you choose that song to play?" I said through panted breaths. The song had a lot of screaming in it, and it made me lose my breath.
Edward, though, not needing to breath, was calm and perfectly at ease.
"Turn the papers over, now." Edward instructed his eyes wide with expectations.
I instantly flipped over the papers and scanned the top one. I widened my eyes.
"You're taking me to Disney!?" I screeched.
"Is that a good thing?" Edward looked at me curiously.
"If you're going!" I squealed with glee. I couldn't contain my happiness.
"Oh. Good." he breathed. "I wasn't sure if you would want to go."
"Of course I'd love to go if you come!" I paused, the realization suddenly hitting me like a brick. "But, it's sunny in Florida. I mean, it's called the 'Sunshine State'."
Edward chuckled. "You know, Bella. Florida is also known for the fact that it rains almost everyday."
"You mean….it gets cloudy?"
"Have you ever been to Florida?" Edward asked me.
I blushed with embarrassment. "I told you; I've never been farther eat than Albuquerque. Well, before….Italy….."
"Oh." Edward quickly snapped. "Right."
He wanted to change the subject. Very fast.
"So," I forced my tone lighter. "What hotel are we staying at? When are we leaving? Is the rest of the family going?"
Edward laughed wholeheartedly, hid mood suddenly animated and radiant. He misled at me. "Calm down," he laughed. "We're staying at…." He paused. "look at your sheets."
"'Kay"," I breathed. This was exciting, and my heart was pounding hard.
I shifted through the sheets quickly, and found plane tickets – first class, mind you – for Edward and I. The tickets were for June 16, the day after tomorrow.
"We're leaving Monday?" I asked, a little too excitedly.
Edward's smile just grew larger. "Yes. June is the rainiest month of the year in Florida."
"Wow." I mumbled. "When did you plan all this?"
"Oh, I started only a few days ago. It was very spur of the moment. Carlisle has many connections, so we got everything without hassle."
"We?"
"I wouldn't let you roam around an amusement park with just me watching you!" Edward bellowed, and his sparkling teeth lit up the room.
"Who else is coming?" I asked, animated.
"Everyone. Of course, they're getting different rooms. Everyone has their own room, and rental car."
"Are you going to miss your Volvo?" I teased, smiling.
Edward playfully scowled. "Very much so. I'm going to carry a picture of it in my wallet."
I laughed, and the noise filled the room. "You're hilarious."
"Bella, I was serious."
"Do you have pictures of me in your wallet?" I kidded.
Edward nodded, his face blank.
"Really?"
"Want to see?" He was beyond serious.
"Uh…I was just kidding." I stammered.
In a movement too fast for my own eyes, Edward flicked out his wallet from his jacket pocket, and opened the wallet to the picture section.
He pointed to one picture, but he didn't have to. Every picture was of me at different times.
Me brushing my hair.
Me blushing.
Me eating at the lunch table.
Me laughing at something Edward just said.
And the last picture was of me, and Edward, with me, red faced, wrapping my arms around Edward's sturdy back, with Edward pressing his lips to mine, a grin plastered on his face, his eyes closed.
"Oh." was all I could say. If I didn't know that he loved me, I would have called the police.
"Yes, well, I am in love with you. Don't forget that."
"I won't." I vowed. "I love you too."
"I know. I can tell by that look in your eyes." he teased.
A deep red spread across my face. "Thanks a lot."
"No problem." He paused. "Don't you want to know what hotel we're staying in?"
"Right."
I looked through the papers once more, and found the hotel papers.
"The Grand Floridian?" I gasped. "Isn't that...expensive?"
Edward laughed. "Not for us."
Of course not. Edward and the rest of his family had more money than I had every hoped of having.
"So, are you renting the suite?" I said sarcastically.
"Yes." Edward said nonchalantly. I started at him in awe.
"The big suite? One and only big suite?" I looked down the sheet, and saw how much a night in the biggest suite cost. It was five digits long.
"Edward! We can't take the big suite!" I gasped. He had already done too much.
"We can to. This is your trip."
"My trip?" I asked quickly.
"For graduation."
"Oh. I see…." I trailed off into thought.
I looked down at the page and read the part of the description again.
Legendary elegance and lavish decor combine with impeccable service and spectacular views to offer guests the graciousness of a bygone era in a stunning world of Victorian charms. This deluxe resort hotel features live lobby entertainment by the Grand Floridian Orchestra, multi-paneled arch windows, turn-of-the-century gas lamps, regal chandeliers and a world-class spa.
It seemed exactly Edward's taste.
"Oh, Edward." I sighed. I fell back into Edward's waiting, steady arms. He placed a small kiss on my forehead. "I can't wait."
As he rocked me back and forth, I couldn't help but think of something I had just read.
Disney's Fairy Tale Wedding Pavilion is an exclusive area of Disney's Grand Floridian Resort and Spa for weddings, re-exchanging of vows and proclamations that opened on July 15, 1995. Located on the shores of the Seven Seas Lagoon on its own little island just South of the resort, it serves as the main wedding location in Walt Disney World and one of the most exclusive in the world.
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More Disclaimers: I don't own the song 'The Mickey Mouse Song' or the Grand Floridian.