Chapter 2
Chapter 2
B:Moving
" Isabella Marie! We have to leave, we've been here too long and people are going to notice soon that we aren't ageing. Pack up your stuff or else I'll have Damien burn it and you'll have to go shopping again." Bella cringed at the thought of shopping and stomped off towards her room. Rachel shook her head: angry was one of the few emotions Bella seemed to have. She knew change was hard on Bella, but she had hoped that after 200 years she would have stopped with the tantrums.
"Why don't they just leave me already?" I grumbled to myself as I shoved my clothes into a suitcase." I can't be fun to be around and I don't contribute anything." I heard Sara come in and asked bitterly,
"So where are we going this time?" She giggled and bounded over to sit on my bed.
" Eating utensil!" she shrieked and doubled over laughing. I frowned at her, not seeing what was so funny,
" Eating utensil? What do you mean?" She recovered and looked at me,
"The place we're moving to is named after an eating utensil: forks!" she cracked up again and mumbled to herself as she laughed," forks! The founder must have been hungry when they named it! I wonder if they play spoons?" I rolled my eyes at her. At 13, she was the youngest of us and found humor in everything.
" Out." She breathed heavily as she tried to calm down,
" Okay, miss grumpy-butt." She grumbled as she walked out as slowly as she could. As soon as she was out, I shut the door behind her and lay down on my bed as I tried to relax and clear my head.
"Eating utensil?? Why is Forks so funny? Forks…" my eyes widened and my chest ached with pain as I remembered the time I had spent there while I was still human. Forks, where I was born and where I graduated. I closed my eyes tightly in an effort to stop my tears. An oddity of mine: I was the only vampire I had ever heard of that could cry. I had cried a lot when I had first been changed. With my ability to look into the past, I had been able to re-feel the pain of all my memories.
Zach opened my door and said angrily,
"Bella, would you mind crying somewhere else? All I can see is the insides of someone's eyelids. And since the rest of us are in the living room, it must be you." Zach was blind, kind of. He could see through other people's eyes. He could usually control it, but if someone near him were experiencing really strong emotions (such as an aching pain in their chest and crying) it would overpower him.
I threw a pillow at his head, waiting for him to leave. He didn't move.
" Zachary, remember Greenland…" I reminded him menacingly. I shut my eyes and rewound to when we had lived in Greenland. He had been bugging me so I had chucked a radio at his head. It didn't hurt him badly, but he had learned his lesson: or so I thought.
He shuddered and put his hands up defensively as he backed out of my room. I heard Sara cackle from the living room as she heard me threaten him. I wish she had a mute button.