A-yo! I'm back with this story I classify as 'spin-off'. For the readers of 'Emmett's Theory', while I'm currently brainstorming about the sequel, I'll be writing this just to keep you girls on your toes ;) This is first set during their spring break while Bella was alone in their apartment and had apparently written a friggin' story to keep herself busy. To new readers, I think this story can stand alone, but it's best to read the first story to understand what's happening in Bella's RL. Obviously, all Bella's perspective.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything Twilight. Only the plot and Bella's crazy story.
You might notice some changes (or not) 'cause I finally scored a beta. Thanks to the amazing Breath-of-twilight. Honestly, totally blew me away, bb! READ HER STORIES!
SPRING BREAK MONDAY – NOTHING ELSE TO DO
My first Monday of spring break ironically starts with my ringtone, Linkin Park's 'Waiting For The End'. I reluctantly open my sleepy eyes and search for my damn phone. Whoever is calling me and ruining my friggin' sleep better have something damn good to say or else there will be hell to pay.
"What?" I answer hoarsely, cradling my phone between my ear and shoulder.
"Morning, B! Just wanna tell you that we've arrived in Tennessee already,"Rose says excitedly. She and Em had planned this the whole time last week. She said that Emmett wanted to formally introduce her to his 'rents.
I sigh in frustration. I can't flip out on her when she's so damn excited you can feel it over the phone. "Oh, okay. Have fun there. Bring home a horse, okay?" I joke.
She laughs. "I'll try."
I chuckle. "Kay, bye."
"Bye." And she hangs up.
Greeeeat, I can't go back to sleep anymore. Glancing at the alarm clock, I learn that it's only seven in the morning. I huff and force myself to get out of the bed. I start my day with a bath to wake the nerves up.
After a soothing bath, I pad back to my room to put on my usual shirt and jeans, and comb my hair. I gaze at my reflection in the mirror. This is the first time I actually look at my appearance. The person I'm seeing looks horrifying. Wild black hair, alabaster skin - oh, god, no wonder Edward won't even dare think of converting back for me. I really should just go back to my old hair color.
Next stop, after spending a good fifteen minutes of criticizing my look and eventually finalizing it with a ponytail, is the kitchen. Since I'm alone and have no one else to cook breakfast for me or cook for, I make myself an omelette, some garlic bread, and a pot of coffee. I clean my own dishes when I'm done and proceed to cleaning the apartment.
Much to my dismay, I finish after only a couple of hours. Who knew someone, let alone me, would ever be disappointed that the housework is done in a short period of time and have a lot of free time for the day? I whine helplessly and return to my room.
Climbing back into my bed, I ponder about what Edward might be doing right now. Thinking back to last Friday, I don't know if he would ever want me to go back to his place. He's been humiliated in front of Jake and, inexplicably, Tanya. Hell, I'm more humiliated! I still shudder and cringe whenever I remember what happened. Okay, moving on…
I have nothing else to do. What kind of vacation is this? I can't even enjoy it! I can't think of anything better to do. I most certainly don't wanna do the laundry. Anything else but that!
Fortunately, in the darkest of times, an idea sparks in my mind. I immediately grab my laptop and turn it on. I refresh my desktop thrice and quickly click on my Word application. What else is better than spending my week doing what I love – writing! I've been taking Creative Writing classes for two year now, so this is a great way to try out what I've learned.
Okay, think of a plot… Something close to you, for starters… Ha! I got it. With a cheeky smile on my face, I type away.
Ya like? Who wants to read her story with me?
