I slammed the garage door, and faced the curious stare of Felix. He sat perched atop the granite countertops Demetri insisted we install--along with a fountain with a statue of an angel in the main bathroom, sometimes I couldn't help but think he's gay--with a bag of Doritos in his lap. "What's up with you?", Felix mumbled through his munching. "Bad day", I sighed. As I treaged up the stairs, I stopped in my bathroom, greeted with a apron-wearing, rubber-gloved Demetri. "How's it going ?" Demetri responded by sending death-glares my way. He always hated that nickname Felix and I used but, I mean, when your dragged through Bed,Bath, and BEYOND for three hours straight buying eco-freindly cleaning products and then having to try them out on every surface they claim to work on.. it's inevitable to get your self dubbed various names related to various cleaning products such as Mr. Clean. "Nice, real nice.. trying to kill your cousin with your eyes. Think of all the dissapointed fans." A said sarcastically, although I'm guessing some people would be dissapoined. Including Aunt Char..."Oh! And think of Aunt Char! She'd kick your ass if you killed me!" I laughed at that, picturing my favorite aunt beating the 'Golden Child'--as he liked to call himself, the rest of the family new what a pain in the ass he was--to a pulp. I started getting more and more hysterical with the new scenarios in my head. "Ha! Ha! Ha! Your so funny!", Demetri mocked me as I made my way to my room. "Speaking of fans, by the way, you've got a show tonight!" He yelled after me. Oh, joy. "We're leaving in 20!" He continued. Fabulous, I groaned as I threw a few things into my bag and headed downstairs for a snack before leaving.
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"You've got to be kidding." I groaned as I finished with hair and makeup. "Nope." Anglea--my personal dresser/assistant/confidant/therapist(if needed)-- said while popping the 'p'. "I don't know Ang, is it really necssarry for me to preform live on television for a benefit that just so happens to be on every channel you could possibly think of!" By the end I was shouting in my agitation. Angela just put her hands up. "Hey, I didn't sign the contract. Blame him." She said pointing to an engrossed Felix who was enjoying the mini-desserts a little too much. "Felix!" I screeched. He turned, looked between Angela and I, a look of realisation crossed his features before he grabbed the keeshe plate and ran. Two seconds later, a determined Demetri ran after announced my name. I stepped on to the stage and faced the flashing lights, applause and cheers of the crowd.
Edward Point of View
Alice and Rose were doing a scream/squeal combo so loud I could hear it as I descended the stairs. I tried to follow their squeals to locate where they were. It wasn't hard to find them in the living room, being as they were obnoxiously loud. Some man on the TV announced 'Isabella Volturi' and that caused them to erupt into another fit of high-octave squeals. "What are you guys squealing about?" It seemed odd to me that Alice was so chipper, being she was almost raped for god sakes.
And with that one thought, my rage for that asshole was back and better than ever. I was interrupted from my murderous thoughts towards Mike Newton when both Rosalie and Alice practically screeched with joy, "ISABELLA VOLTURI!" Oh, great.. they're gonna take over the living room watching some pop-star. Yay.
Hmm.. maybe I can hang out with Em. Wait, where is Em?
Might as well ask.. "Rose?" "Hmm." Was her brilliant response, apparently she was too intent on waiting for her show to resume. "Where's Em?" "Oh, he's upstairs." And with that she went back to focusing her gaze on the tv. Hmm.. Jasper? Where's he? "Ali? Where's Jazz?" She turned briefly to glance at me and then said, "Oh, he's out getting me my ice cream." Figures, that guy was so whipped. Well, so was Em.. My family was so weird. Loving? Yes. Fun? Yes. Normal? Hell, no.
Besides the fact that the entire school population thinks my brothers and sisters are commiting incest, no matter how many times you say, ' I'm adopted.' they never get it. But, like I said, besides that, we have Emmett, myself, Rose, Ali, and Jazz. I think that's an explanation in itself. "Alright, I'll be in my room." They waved me off. "Oh, Edward! Wait!" Alice looked up at me with a pout and doe-eyes. Damn. That look means she wants something. With a sigh, I answered her. "Yes, Alice?" "Shopping, tommorrow.. We're all going." She looked up at me with hopeful eyes, and with all she's been throught today, I couldn't turn her down. "Fine." Was all I said, and then I started up the stairs.