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Authors note: Well hello! This story is between and Oc(Robyn, she's Bella's sister) and Carlisle. Ok, back story! : so Alice has dragged Emmet, Rosalie, Esme, Edward and Bella away for a while to Seattle for a shopping trip...typical. Robyn is Bella's younger half-sister, putting her as 16, almost 17. She lived with their mom-Renee -even when Bella left for Cullen town...or Forks. She knows the cullens are vamps, and this pretty much takes place during any of the earlier books(not breaking dawn, more like twilight or new moon)Everything else will be explained! Please review and tell me what you think!
Blah = flashback/thoughts
*****Chapter 1*****
Looking in the full length mirror, I saw a beautiful girl glowing with a newly discovered happiness. An array of fluffy spikes paraded around in her pixie, inky black hair, and ivory skin was exposed due to a stunning dress holding her in a deep embrace; she was mine. I grabbed my sides, and she copied in perfect sync, I twirled around-spinning the dress's skirt- and I met with her stare once I completed a full turn. I was her, and she was truly glowing.
Taking one last confidence boosting glance in the mirror, I danced out of Alice's room. With my feet leading me to the stairs, I followed the correct direction only to hesitate. Switching directions, I headed to my most favorite spot in the entire Cullen mansion; Dr. Cullen's study.
My bare feet echoed through the almost empty house as I ambled to the solid oak door. Slowly, my hand began to knock on the wood, only to have the door opened before me, and my knuckles resting on a marble chest, where the door had been only seconds ago.
"Good morning, Robyn. I heard you coming, please, come in." He spoke with a full smile, showing his incredibly sharp, white teeth, a smile able to out-do a moon in the dead of midnight.
"Vampires and their super hearing..."I muttered quietly.
However, due to his infectious smile, I returned it, with a heated blush; the handsome man before me took my small hand from his chest- leading me into his study.
"What can I do for you so early, Sweetheart?" Carlisle asked politely, letting my hand go.
I looked at the old clock in his wall; it read 6:27am. My goodness, I was up early. It was not completely by my own doing however:
I had awoken to a bold early bird's chirp, though my eyes were groggy from sleep, the sight of a warm colored summer dress caught my gaze. It resided at the foot of the bed.
Alice...
This was her doing for sure, and my thoughts were concluded as I fumbled for the small note attached to it. It read:
"Good morning sleepy!
As you know, I will be gone for a week with the five monkeys, so this dress had better be on you when I come back. I already know you'll love it, and don't make that face of "Alice, I hate dresses, I wont be caught dead in it." because you will put it on right after you get ready!
Will be back soon,
Love Alice."
Letting out a heavy sigh, I flopped off the huge bed, and made my way to her private bathroom. I gazed at my reflection...I was a bit of a sad sight: boney, pale, green-grey eyes, height of 5"8 and not the most perfect figure you'd expect from a skinny girl...but I was me and I had to deal with it.
A long hot shower and a few moments later, I had stood in front of a full body mirror, admiring myself.
My eyes now traveled to Carlisle's waiting ones. The blush rose to my cheeks once more as I fumbled for words.
"An early bird woke me up...and I-I was wondering what you...what you thought of my . A-after all, you know my usual distaste for them..and well.." I snickered softly, " Alice does tend to run rapid with shoving my poor humanity into tight little dresses." I paused and my smile faltered slightly, "after all...I'm the other plaything apart from darling Bella, and she's already a lost cause to dresses..." I said with some sadness in my voice. It's true though, she always got the first attention, I was the left overs, the back up.
"That's...my little Robyn that's not true."
I just said that last part aloud didn't I? Oh no.
I could feel his piercing gaze look me calculatingly up and down, before I felt his soft cool hands embracing my own, and him leading me out into his study's deck; the sun was shining over the high trees, causing Carlisle to glow. I was momentarily halted, studying his incandescent magnificence. I stumbled, but I caught onto his arm, leaving a blush to stain my face.
He spun me around like a dancer, halting me directly in front of him.
"You look absolutely stunning. Alice could not have done better, love."
That stupidly gorgeous smile was back on his marble face. I shook inside, hoping to get rid of dazed thoughts.
"You really think so?" I asked, surveying myself, scrutinizing myself with my eyes.
Before I knew it, I felt strong arms around my waist, and solid under my bottom. I opened my eyes which I didn't realize I had shut, I was now sitting on the deck's ledge, Carlisle standing front of me.
A smirk crept across his lips,
"I know so."
Moving to stand beside me, Carlisle rested his elbows on the stone ledge, staring our to the forest. Aimlessly, his eyes seemed to be searching the trees, almost as though he was looking past them, looking for something.
"Why are you here?"
He seemed to be brought back to the present by my question.
"You wouldn't be left alone here, it would be very impolite, not to mention dangerous. So naturally, I stayed behind."
I rolled my eyes.
"Yes, Doctor Cullen, I know that. I meant why are YOU, your self, the kind father figure of the infamous Cullen clan."
He turned his head, so he was now looking at me dead on, opposed to him speaking to the tree line.
"Well for one, I have a respectable job to uphold. Two, I have not much desire to visit Seattle for a shopping trip with darling Alice. And three, I wished to spend some time with the new addition to the family that Alice has taken in." He added with a smile.
"Always the complete gentleman.." I muttered intentionally to myself, little did I know that he had heard me.
"Thank you, ..."
"Carlisle." If I had been an ordinary person, I would not have heard the gentle whisper that practically resembled a breeze from the doctor's lips.
"Sorry?" I asked softy.
Eyes downcast, the godlike man moved slowly to stand before me; returning his eyes to me once he found his thoughts.
"Call me Carlisle. Please, Robyn?"
I focused on my ivory toes, light rose petals coloring my cheeks. Nodding in recognition of his statement, I returned my gaze to his, only to see that it was drawn back to the foliage behind me. The same position he had been momeLnts ago.
Inching closer to him, I elbowed him softly.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
A panty dropping smile graced his lips, but my expression remained neutral; I wasn't as easily swayed by the vamp's beauty, as Bella and every other human.
"You are always so curious, Robyn."He said with a slight sigh.
"Is that a polite way if saying 'you are such a nosy little girl, Robyn.'?" My voice dropped down in attempt to imitate his, I failed horribly, but it earned a light chuckle from Carlisle. I was teasing him; everyone took him so seriously, but I always thought he could use a dash of cheekiness to keep him on his toes.
A slow gaze lingered in his eyes, moving to rest on my pale face.
"In sorts, I suppose it was one of the things I wished to convey."
"And the other...?"
His smile widened, moving to face me fully.
"The other, you so curiously ask?"
I gave him a curt nod, silently telling him to continue, and ease my interest.
"The other would be exactly what I said: You truly are such a curious, lovely young woman. It brings a small 'warmth' to my dead heart, to know that such interest still exists."
With a buzz in my blood stream, I scooted over to the kind doctor, and gave him a tight hug. Standing slightly between my knees, he retuned the embrace after a moment of obvious confusion.
"Thank you...that was very kind."I told him softly, and I meant it; almost everyone was on my case if I got too curious. Many would whisper that I was "The Cat", due to the expression 'Curiosity killed the Cat.'But Mr. Cullen...he seemed to encourage my nosiness, saying 'its good to ask questions, and find things out for myself, because there are never any stupid questions.' Honesty, he was like my own little ray of glowing sun light...
"So, you didn't answer my question."
I said with a grin, releasing him.
"Ah, well I was simply thinking about something...anything and everything really..."
"I know you're lying to me, Mr. Cullen. Come now, we're friends right?" I prodded lightly.
"That curious mind never stops. Well, to be completely honest, I was thinking about a certain poem."
Looking at him intently, I waited for him to continue. He did, after a moment, but he spoke softer.
"It reminds me of you, you see? It comes to my mind whenever I am in your lovely presence..." He shyly told me. I think that if the kind heart in the beast still beat, blood would had rushed to his cheeks in a blush.
Prodding him lightly, I gave him a small question of encouragement.
"And what poem is that?"
"That poems name is'She Walks in beauty'."
"How does it go?" I asked, fully aware of the fact that he had perfect memory.
"Alright," He sighed, turning to look at me straight in the eyes.
"She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that 's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.."
I couldn't say anything. Honestly, I was shocked, no one had ever recited such beautiful poetry to me, let alone by a man, and a poem that reminded him of me. So I did the first thing that I could think of-without words that is- and have him a kiss on the cheek with every inch of emotion I could muster. Not a simple dry peck, not a little kiss where my pink lips barley danced across his cheek. No. I lingered there for at least seven seconds. One emotion filled kiss caressed his perfectly flawless pale cheek. Goodness, he actually tastes terribly good...
Pulling away, I could barely meet his eyes, a furious blush warming my cheeks with a vengeance. Looking down, I muttered my apology for such an act of sweet passion.
"I'm...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that-that was...wrong."
I could feel his honey gaze at the top of my head as I spoke to his shoes. I couldn't take him not saying anything any longer, so I slipped off the railing and flew downstairs without so much as a look behind me, but I could tell his eyes followed me out. Little did I know that he had a kind, playful smirk on his lips as I departed.
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