A/N- I couldn't wait. So I updated again.
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Chapter 2 Holy Shit, He Ran Away To Be With Me
My thoroughly shitty day picked up after first period and the day seemed to pass quicker for it.
I remembered that I was going to sit with Alice at lunch, so when I entered the cafeteria I headed straight through the lunch line. I had forgotten to get lunch money from my stash before I left this morning and the cafeteria woman looked pissed when I asked if I could just not pay.
"But, seriously. I'm good for it. In fact, my mother just died and she had one helluvah insurance policy. I'm loaded." I said. I just really wanted this piece of pizza. It was all melty and soaked in pepperoni grease. I really think I found the holy grail of pizza slices here.
I looked up and the woman was staring past me with wide eyes so I turned around to make sure she wasn't having some sort of staring seizure and noticed a gorilla doubled over in laughter behind me.
"Hey King Kong, you got two bucks?" I asked him. He looked at me and let out some more laughter.
"Dude, if you can't help me in this damsel-desperate-for-the-Holy-Grail-of-pizza situation then can you find Alice Cullen. She could probably spot me. Figured the psychic would at least know when her new best friend would need some money though. Jeez." He laughed even harder at that but he finally gave the lunch lady a couple bucks and picked up my tray and started walking away.
I followed him curiously. He set the tray down at the table Alice and Jasper were sitting with a supermodel blonde beside them. King Kong took the seat beside the blonde bombshell and I took the seat next to Alice.
The huge guy who had been laughing at my predicament started to open my soda and I reacted quickly. I had the tray and soda in front of me before he had time to pop the seal on the can.
"Bitch please. You may have paid for this food King Kong, but this shit is mine. It doesn't look like you need anymore sustenance anyway. So tell me; how small are your steroid nuts these days?"
Again he shook the earth with his booming laughter. Alice's tinkling laughter rang out beside me and Jasper smiled brightly. Aphrodite looked pissed.
"Now look here you little—"
"Calm down, Rose. I didn't mind. This girl either has some serious nuts or she's just fucking nuts— but she's hilarious." King Kong said, gaining some control over his laughter. He reached his arm across the table for me to shake and introduced himself as Emmett Cullen, and the woman sitting next to him as Rosalie Hale, his girlfriend- of course.
"Bella, this really is the start of a beautiful friendship." Alice smiled brightly at me. I laughed.
"If you say so, Miss Cleo. So these are your siblings?" I asked her. Alice nodded.
"Makes sense." I stated. Alice looked at me curiously and Jasper's smirk faltered a bit.
"Why do you say that?" Jasper drawled in a thick southern accent. I was surprised. I had almost thought he was mute.
"Well, let's see; Alice did say that I would be sitting with her and her other siblings during math this morning." They all seemed to let out a sigh of relief when I said this. Alice started to say something but I continued.
"You are all super pale. You all have the same unusual gold colored eyes. You are all way too pretty to be simply human, and you are all ice cold. Well, I haven't exactly touched Rosalie, but the rest of you feel like you just came out of a meat locker." I counted off the points on my fingers. "Plus you all move like you studied ballet or something." Graceful fuckers I thought ingenuously.
I smiled at Alice. She beamed back, but it was obviously forced.
"My, aren't you an observant one?" Rose said coldly before she got up and pulled Emmett's guffawing ass out of the lunchroom. I looked back to Alice and she didn't look so faux-happy anymore. In fact she looked real-worried.
"Hun, don't worry. I don't know that all of that adds up to something seriously crazy. I'm just going to tell myself to add it up to great genes and poor circulation." I said trying to dispel some of Alice's worry. I quickly ate my delicious slice of pizza while Alice just smiled and pushed around some of the food on her plate.
I mean, I'm not blind or dumb. It's obvious they weren't exactly normal. Everyone seemed to avoid them like the plague, even unconsciously. They really were unnaturally graceful, and I've never met a living person with such a cold body. I needed a sweater to sit next to them because of the ice-like chill that radiates from them.
I promised Alice that I wouldn't think too hard about it, though with my reading habits (Bram Stoker's Dracula was a well worn edition to my bookshelf), I already had a hunch as to what they might be. I wouldn't say it out loud though. Alice looked like she was really worried that I might know what they were and I could tell it would end badly for me if I let them know I knew that they really aren't human.
Anyway, I left enough unsaid to make it a slight, albeit very slight, possibility that I am still clueless… despite all of the obvious clues.
I had a feeling Alice only let it go because she wanted to believe I was oblivious.
The bell rang and we said quick goodbyes before heading off to our different classes. After a few more short periods and a hellish hour of Forks mandated physical education, I was free to head home.
I started out to my car with my backpack slung over my shoulder and my headphones blaring in my ears. I was looking down at my hands and fiddling with my truck keys.
Charlie had surprised me with a homecoming gift. A big beautiful monster; an old and rusted red Chevy truck. It suited my tastes terribly, but I couldn't say I didn't respect the old thing. It was fifty years old and was running like it was made last year. I was planning on spending some of the insane amount of money I had inherited from my mother on a new car as soon as I could get to the dealership in Seattle that I had checked out online with my best friend before I came here.
Damn, I missed him. I hadn't realized how hard it would be to leave him. I decided that I would need to go to Port Angeles tomorrow and find an AT&T store to change my coverage plan. I could just imagine how angry he would be that I hadn't called him when I arrived. I could imagine how he would angrily say my name in that tone of his—
"Isabella Marie Swan!"
I was so startled by the shout I dropped my keys. I looked up and noticed my best friend sitting in the bed of my truck with two suitcases and a box stacked up beside him. I was momentarily confused until I realized he was here standing in front of me and I hadn't moved an inch.
"EDWARD! How did you get here? Oh my God!" I screamed as he vaulted out of the back of my truck. I ran and nearly tackled him to the ground with my hug.
"I walked." He said sarcastically. I didn't even want to let go of him long enough to slug his arm.
"I missed you so much." I said, nearly crying as he held me in his arms. He had come here for me.
"You've only been gone a day!" He said. This time I did hit him.
"Edward, I thought it was forever." I whimpered. My mom's funeral could barely squeeze a drop out of my eyes and here I was tearing up at the sight of my best friend. I really am screwed up.
"Bella, nothing in this world could keep me away from you forever." He said, staring into my eyes intensely. I blushed and looked down. I noticed my keys and bent to pick them up. It was only a coincidence that the action also hid my stupid blush.
It seemed Edward was the only one who had ever been able to make me do that.
We had met each other in kindergarten. I had the kick-ass sixty-four pack of crayons with the sharpener and all those punk kids in my class wanted them, but I wouldn't share. Then one day they were stolen by the three meanest girls in my class. I found them all broken into little pieces in my cubbie.
Edward saw me crying so he came over and took his glue out of the cubbie next to mine and helped me pour glue into the three girl's shoes before we poured the crayon pieces into them. Since then we've been inseperable.
Although we grew up closer than best friends could possibly be, I knew that it would really mess up our friendship if we were to try being anything beyond just friends.
I mean sure, we told each other constantly that we loved each other.
And there was that time when we both decided it would be practical to practice French kissing with each other so that, should the occasion arise, we would both be prepared to kiss a potential girlfriend or boyfriend.
But other than that we've kept it as platonic a relationship as possible.
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