Author's Chapter Notes:
Thank you so much, those of you who have chosen to read the first chapter of this pathetic little story. For those kind people who reviewed, you get waffles! Huzzah! Also I like to dedicate this chapter to my first reviewer iloveTwilight-kk. YOU ROCK :D
'Tis Chapter Two!
I silently thanked God for letting there be an end to Gym. Back in Phoenix, only one year of Gym was required, so I got it over with my freshman year. But here in the idiotic town I call Forks, it's required all four years. Today, the coach decided to have me play the disastrous game of football. If the person who invented football is out there, I hate you. I fell three times before we started the game, and I somehow managed to hit myself with the football I was holding, and an overly friendly boy named Mike. But he assured me that it was absolutely fine.
I headed towards building five, and all of my body was shaking. I was so close to the back that Edward's presence is practically tangible. I remember his dazzling smile. It was like he held me together, making me everything I am. I don't even know him!
I was so lost in the sweetness of my thoughts, that I didn't hear Edward creep up behind me and then scare the hair off my head.
"Gah!" I shrieked. I had dropped my things in surprise, and left Edward rolling on the ground laughing.
"That was hilarious!" he laughed. He burst into another roar of laughter.
"Well if you just intend to spend the afternoon laughing at me, then I'll just go." I said, marching over to my truck.
"Wait, Bella!" he said, grabbing my arm. He pulled me back behind the building. "Come on, I was just having fun."
"Okay, okay." I said, giving in to the pleading of his eyes. "What am I here for?"
"I was just wondering if you would like to accompany me to a concert of Friday. It's in Seattle." he said in a most gentlemanly fashion.
"What band?"
"Muse."
"I love them!" I squealed.
"I'll take that as a yes." he answered for me. He was, of course, right. "Bye, Bella." He swooped down and pressed his lips to my cheek for just a second. One second, but it was enough.
~*~*~*~
"Hey, Bells. How was your first day?" Charlie said as he walked in from the pouring rain.
"It was fine dad. How was yours?" I said to by cheery father, who had now taken a seat at the table.
"Just fine." he answered, moving over to the sofa, in preparation to watch a game.
"Hey, Dad? What are we doing on Friday?" I asked warily.
"I have night shift down at the station. Why?" he said, sensing that I was asking for a reason.
"Well, I have this, friend, that uh, invited me to a concert on Friday. Do you mind if I go?" I asked, silently pleading that he would say yes.
"Sure, hon'. Just because I'll be out late, doesn't mean you can too though. Got it?" he said, turning to protective parent mode.
"Okay dad." I answered, trying to keep the excitement out of my voice.
~*~*~*~
I had been waiting by my bedroom window, for the moment when the most perfect person on the face of the earth would show up in my driveway. I had on a simple pair of jeans, and one of my nicer t-shirts. I had let my hair hang loose and smooth, flowing down to the small of my back. I'm sure Edward would look like some forgotten Greek god, making me lose my train of thought.
And then he came. He drove up in a shining silver car, the shine being nothing compared to the perfection of his face.
"Hello Ms. Swan. Ready?" he asked me at the doorway.
"Yes I am. Thank you Mr. Masen." I answered, trying to keep from looking into those alluring green eyes.
I hopped in the car, brainstorming interesting conversations to bring up. Politics? No, I didn't understand that. Wuthering Heights? No, he didn't like that book. Sports? Why would I even consider trying to talk about that?
"Tell me about your family." Edward suggested, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"There's not much to tell. Charlie and Renee got married fresh out of high school and split shortly after that. Renee ran off with me, who was less than a year old. She moved to Phoenix and met a guy named Phil a couple of years ago. That's it."
"What does Renee look like?" he questioned.
"She looks like me, but she's prettier. And she's much braver than me." I answered truthfully. Edward looked skeptical. "Now tell me about your family."
He hesitated, and then started. "My mother Elizabeth is very kind, and seems to know everything that I'm thinking. My father, Edward senior, is very headstrong and brave. He never hesitates and always tells people what he thinks."
"There's more, isn't there?" I said, remembering his hesitation at the beginning.
"I had a baby sister named Maddie. She was killed." he said so quietly, that I wasn't sure if that's what I heard.
"I'm so sorry Edward." I murmured, wishing I hadn't said anything.
"It's okay. The memory of her is strong is all." he said quietly once again.
The silence lasted for what seemed like years. At first it was painful, to not hear anything but the purr of the engine, but it gradually grew calm. I looked over at the speedometer and gasped.
"You're going 100 miles per hour! Slow down!" I screamed.
"I always go this fast." Edward said calmly, amused with my exclamation. And we're here anyway."
I stepped out of the car, and took a moment to look up. There were buildings stretching for every bit of sky they could get, and car zigzagging around like bugs. It felt like Phoenix. Like home.
"Let's go." Edward said, grabbing my arm like earlier today, and pulling me toward the ticket booth. Edward thanked the woman kindly, and led us to the seats. I could feel the warmth radiating of his creamy skin, making me feel safe. They started the first song, one of my favorites on the album. Edward started to sing along, and I noticed he had quite a nice singing voice.
I think I'm drowning
asphyxiated
I wanna break this spell
that you've createdyou're something beautiful
a contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the frictionyou will be the death of me
you will be the death of mebury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder itour time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming outI wanted freedom
bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
but I'm addictednow that you know I'm trapped sense of elation
you'd never dream of
breaking this fixationyou will squeeze the life out of mebury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder itour time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
ooooohhyou will suck the life out of mebury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder itour time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
ooooohh
It was now 10:15 and the concert was over. Edward once again grabbed my arm, but his time pulled me close, as to make sure I didn't get swept away in the sea of people. After we had made our way to the car, Edward let go of me, and I have to admit, I was disappointed. The warm of his body so close to mine felt so good. I let my mind drift into the thoughts of Edward, not paying attention to the minutes floating by on the clock.
"We're here." Edward said, interrupting my wonderful thoughts.
"Thank you so much Edward. I really did enjoy it." I said quietly, thinking of Edward's wonderful singing voice. But those thoughts ended to soon when I got out of the car and made my way towards the house. For the third time that night, Edward grabbed my arm. He pulled me into his arms, and hugged me. And for the second time that night, I felt the heat of Edward's body against mine. It was enough.