DISCLAIMER: I don't own Twilight or any of its characters, they belong to Stephenie Meyer. This story belongs to me.
This is a short story I just have put down on paper for a school project
– I'm thinking about making it into a real story ;))
The joy of gardening!
Bella was really annoyed, she had been tried for hours to mix the colors on the tulips, so they looks like the pretty Ulysses Butterfly with the amazing blue and black colors. She leaned back onto the lawn, sighed in exasperation and looked down at the drawing sketch in her lap and back over to the tons of tulips laying on top of the flowerbed. She closed her eyes and flipped the garden trowel in her hand around.
Edward Cullen, her boyfriend who was one of the local vampires and his older brother Emmett, was laying in the cozy deck chairs on the other side of the patio. They were both watching in amusement as she struggled fruitlessly with the task at hand. Edward giggled silently as her brow creased slightly and he could see the tip of her tongue poke out as she concentrated on filling out the puzzle before her.
In pure irritation she tossed the tulip she was holding, back on the ground and crossed her arms, looking rather like a grouchy little child. Several times she muttered "Stupid tulips, stupid butterfly" and she glared angrily across the patio at Edward, who was on the verge of a hysterical breakdown and at Emmett, whose stupid remarks absolutely didn't add anything positive to the moment.
Angry, she got up and let out loud a grumpy "Thanks for the help." She stomped up the stairs and went inside the house still muttering about the stupid tulips, patience haven't ever been her strongest side. All of a sudden there was a low thud, a sound that both Edward and Emmett had come to know well. Bella was just as clumsy as she was beautiful, amazing that they never ended up at the hospital. This thought caused him to laugh even harder. Good thing he didn't need to breathe, otherwise he was pretty sure he would have laughed himself to death by now.
Gradually his laughter quietened and he looked over at Emmett with a small sigh of contentment. He looked over at the half finished puzzle in the flowerbed and got up to make a drink for all three of them while wondering if he should mention for her, that Emmett had changed the drawing sketch while she was out getting the tulips. He shrugged on his shoulders and thought she would find out soon enough and laughed again at the thought of the punishment his brother would get when Bella decided it was payback time.
Bella finally decided to come back out, accepted the drink and sat down beside Edward, who picked up the guitar he always kept near by. He stroke a couple of chords and started singing with his beautiful soft velvet voice:
You should not tease
And play tricks
For a laugh
Ha-ha-ha...
(Nina Nastasia : On Teasing)
"Oh no!" Bella suddenly squealed, "NO WAY! Emmett, you just didn't!"
Emmett jumped up so fast, the deck chair he had laid upon turned upside down, and ran all the way to his truck, followed by a furious Bella.