"Stupid vampires..." I muttered. "Curse the lot of them. Salad? What were they thinking?" I caught sight of the shop on the corner, and my stomach growled. I began to walk faster towards my destination; with it in sight, I was fully set on getting there quickly. Just a bit further... A bit further... I was there. YES! Decent food was within my grasp.
I pushed the door open and half stormed inside, grabbing the first candy bar I saw. I paid for the Snickers bar in my hand, tore open the wrapper and bit into the chocolate. Ahhhh... Satisfaction.
The sweet taste filled my mouth as I grinned stupidly. I found that I couldn't stop grinning- it was like my muscles had seized up in pure delight. My face began to tingle, like little sparkles of happiness were dancing beneath my skin.
I pulled the shop door towards me and stepped out. A little boy and his mother were waiting to come in once I had left. The woman gasped and ushered her child inside. I heard him ask: "Mommy, why did that lady..." And then the door shut. Huh. There must be loads of chocolate round my mouth or something. I looked in the shop window to check for smears on my lips and nearly fainted. My face had swollen to the size of a frigging elephant's ass. My eyes were slightly bigger than normal, my cheeks had puffed up and my lips were like sausages. Half of my face had gone purple. The other half was covered in red, patchy hives that, now I could see them, began to itch like mad. My porky mouth has fallen open in shock, revealing a bit of mushed-up chocolate that I couldn't quite swallow. I looked like... I looked like a freak.
"Crap," I tried to say, but it came out more like, "Cuhhhhhhp." My eyes filled with tears that began running down my face, further irritating my hives. I scratched like crazy as I started to power-walk back to the Cullens' house.
I kept my eyes looking down on the floor, trying to hide my face with my hands- it was no good, it was just too big now. I carried on walking like that for a while, when suddenly- THUMP! I looked up slightly to see that I had just knocked a tiny, tiny man down onto the sidewalk outside the old theatre. He was dressed in pale blue robes, and was SERIOUSLY small.
"God, I'm so sorry! Let me help you up. I'm sorry," I mumbled. It just came out as one big "Mnmnmnmnmpphhhhhhhy!" It probably sounded like I was insulting him. He looked up at me. The hood of his robes covered his face, even as he gazed up at me. He gasped as he saw my face. "I know, I know, I look awful, but let me explain-" I was cut off from my bumbling as he yanked me into the old theatre we stood in front of. WHERE THE HELL WAS HE TAKING ME?