The Marvelous Adventures of Edward Cullen
Chapter 2- Traveling
One
night and yeah, one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks
for the memories
See, he tastes like you
Only sweeter
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I sat down, reclining my seat to its full extent. Attendants were still swarming along the aisle, trying to please the first class customers. I scowled at their phony smiles and greetings. It was too happy here.
I sighed and drowned out all of the noise with the song "Sincerely" which was now playing on my MP3. It was an old, slow, song, but it seemed fitting to my mood. Almost scary how fitting it was.
The static of the audio clicked on, and the pilot announced in six different languages that we would be arriving in the Galileo Galilei Airport shortly and to please adjust the seat recliners and fold the trays into their upright position. Thanks for the news flash, Captain Obvious.
I pushed the button on the side of the chair which automatically sent the chair's back up. The plane was slowly stopping now, and I could hear the people unlatching their seat belts and opening the compartments to grab their luggage. I sighed and did the same.
When I finally got all of my luggage and being bombarded by people asking me to buy several things of merchandise, I got outside and walked hastily into the shadows. One person, however, caught my attention.
This person didn't stand out by his not speaking Latin or very covered clothes (although, it did help) but by his thoughts. Ah, a newcomer. Why do you not go to her? Why must you seek revenge? I know all of your secrets, Edward. I know you're listening. Meet me at the Grand Hotel Baglioni in ten minutes. I'll be in room C56. Goodbye, he thought as he walked off.
"Great, just great. Three minutes in Florence and I already have a new buddy that knows everything about me. Just dandy," I muttered under my breath with thick sarcasm. I stalked off to my rental car that just happened to be a 2009 C6 ZR1 Chevrolet Corvette. It was very hard to rent. So sue me, I liked speed.
I sat down quickly in the car and jammed the key into the ignition. I raced off down the road to my new and terrible fate.
I must have stood outside the door to room C56 for a while, because when I was thinking what I should do, the vampire called out from inside the room, "Are you coming in, or not?"
I sighed and walked in. The room was a light beige color with white carpeting. A large TV stood at the end of a long table where a very large bed sat a few feet off. The vampire was sitting at the end of the bed watching some program on TV. He turned in my direction and smiled. I glared.
"There's no need to be grumpy about losing Bella, you know," he said in a matter-of-fact tone. I intensified my glare and crossed my arms over my chest. I didn't not like where our conversation was heading.
"That's none of your business," I said through gritted teeth. He stood up and walked over to where I was standing.
"Oh Edward, but it is. You came to Florence to look for Victoria for Bella, and you found me. See how that works? You conveniently wrapped me up in all of this drama when I was just getting bored," he said simply.
"I didn't necessarily want you in my business. I already have enough of that," I replied icily.
"Oh, I know. The Volturi can be such bothers can't they?" he asked. I could feel the shock come to my face.
I didn't know how to respond to this, so I took a few moments to gather my thoughts. "Who are you? How do you know all of this?"
"Well, to start with, my name is Peter, and I believe I owe your brother a favor," he said. This information suddenly clicked in with other knowledge. Peter…Jasper's …colleague. The same one who Jasper traveled with and who's partner was Charlotte.
"How do you know…?" I asked while gesturing my hand towards me. He smiled and winked at me.
"You're not the only freak show here, too, buddy. I don't think Jasper mentioned that part," He responded, still smiling.
"Why…how did you find me?" I asked suddenly changing my question. It was going to be "why did Jasper send you?" but I refrained.
He walked over to the bed and motioned for me to sit back down with him. "Full of questions aren't we? Good, I like inquisitive people. Now, Edward that is a long story. So you better listen up," he directed. I grudgingly walked over to the bed and sat down.
"I believe I already know about the part of you meeting Jasper," I said. I didn't want to be bored to death (figuratively speaking) by the story again for the millionth time.
"Yes, but you haven't heard it from my side," he replied. I smiled. I liked Peter…so far.
"Now, let's see. Where to begin," he muttered to himself while rubbing his hands together. I had the feeling that it was going to be a long night. And how right I was.
A/N: So, the story progresses and what not. I'm sorry, but I'm crazy tired. I wrote this for you guys because it is 11:40 p.m. right now. Yeah, so, review to make my wasted time worth it!
-Daisy
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, just the plot. But I would like to own Edward Cullen. Just kidding, but still.