So I went of to my bio 2 lesson, and gave my slip to the teacher. He didn't make me introduce myself, but by now my name had spread like wild fire. It wouldn't surprise me if the local Forks news channel would run a whole bulletin on my tonight. Oh the joy. Mr. Banner pointed me a seat next to Cullen. Yeah this one was Edward, he had a tight knit grey sweater on, oh yeah and he's a vampire currently giving me evils with his black eyes. Guess I smell good – or something like that.
I sat down and paid no attention to the hole being blared into the side of my head. It really was getting old. I turned to look at him. He was clearly holding his breath and his knuckles were white from holding the table which I'm pretty sure would be crushed underneath. Chilax vamp boy, there aren't any big, bad wolves around. I mentally laughed, and if possible he got even angrier. A smile played on my lips. As a child a always loved poking the lions in a cage to see how they'd respond. The staring contest between us was intense, and I was so close laughing my socks off the complete time. Guess I'm on hit list human. I'd better watch out. When the end of the lesson finally came around, I expected Edward to dash out the door with no second glance, but he didn't. He kept pace with me all the way around to building three, but as I was to go in, he pulled me away to the car park.
"Get in" he growled. That did it. I couldn't contain myself any longer. I laughed and started laughing so hard that tears ran.
"That…is…so…cliché." I got out. He was murderously angry. I calmed down and was surprised he hadn't man handled me into the car.
"Thanks for that, but I must be off," I said and turned to go. He was right there in front of me.
"Your going no where" he said coming closer. I knew how this could end.
"Oh, but Mr. Cullen, we're not even married" I teased in a posh British voice. He seemed to chance his expression. For better or for worse – I had to think that- I wouldn't know. I waved in his face and walked off to class. I saw no reason to go home. I mean come on, if that was scary than I'm a cotton ball. I could be scarier, though that's probably true.
"Thank you for joining us Miss Dixon" said coach Clapp. Thanks to body drainer, I was 5 minuets late. Coach said I didn't have to dress down, but I wanted to. I love sports, and volley ball especially. After and 5 minute argument between us, I got to play. It was so much fun, though Mike wasn't the persistent person I thought he was: he was worse.
"So what did you do to Cullen in bio?" mike asked when we were outside of the gym.
"Stabbed him with a pencil" I said under my breath.
"Not like that would have any affect though" a cool, southern voice whispered in my ear. I turned to see blonde male. He smiled, charming, but I was immune to all looks and charms. If you had a nice personality – that's where it count's.
"Can I help you VB?" I asked. He was confused. So I mouthed the words vampire boy, to him and he stood up straighter than before.
"SO was there anything?" I asked starting to have me patience grated.
"Well I wanted to apologise for Edward's behavior. And we wanted to talk to you" he looked to mike, who still hadn't left. "About some things" he finished and glared at mike.
"Oz, I'll see you around" Mike stuttered and ran off. I thanked Jasper and moved to go.
"So will you? Come and talk to us I mean." He asked again. I snorted.
"Fat chance"
And I walked of interrupted to the car park. I saw scowled at by a blonde and her body guard, lovable teddy bear out the window. I got into the truck and headed home. Not a bad day if a think about it. I'm what a singing? Song? Singer? To Edward or some shit like that. I had the banger come to life and was out of the lot in a slow flash.
When I got home there was another note on the door.
Good day?
Yeah, like you don't already know. I went in a put my school stuck on the sofa. I turned on my iPod and decided to dance for a bit. Dancing is my release from it all. I wasn't too bad, and given the chance, I could be quite good. I did this for about an hour before reading up on the following day's events. So Eddie boy wasn't going to be there. Who can blame him? With a treat like me on the menu, who could resist. I went to sleep that night after a delicious spaghetti Bolognese and a glass of bubbly. What? You only live once!
So as I said I went to bed full that night, but I had a disturbing dream. It was the very thing I'd been hiding from for years. Three to be exact. I woke up, too hot and too awake to go back to sleep. I pulled on some clothes and my trainers and went outside. Right next to the house is a trail into the forest. I'm not a trail girl, but I don't like leaving one after a dream like that. The images flashed through my head all while I was walking, and soon the grief and self pity of it all crashed down on me. I fell and didn't even try to get up again. I was on my side, facing the way I had come. There was a reason I chose the forest to go. When ever I was little and I was scared, or upset of something, I would come to nature to help me out, and it did. Being in contact with the hole side of peace and tranquility made me calm. In front of me was a tick log. Weird as it is, it did look appealing. I pulled it close and hugged it tight to my chest. It worked and my sorrow was slipping away. And that was the only thing. My consciousness was too, and sleep threatened to engulf me. I let it.
This dream was a better one. Someone was watching over me, as I slept, keeping me safe, but while trying to work me out. A cold hand stroked my face as I called out to the lonely night. I wouldn't want to wake up from this dream, but I would, because I'd be in my homely confines of the forest.
I woke with a start. It had began snowing and a big, cold splat had landed on my head. I looked up and another one landed in my eye. I wiped it away before standing. I was under the impression that I was being watched. It was a very odd feeling and then I remembered my dream. Maybe it was real, and I was only under a light layer of sub consciousness. Maybe there were a few animals around. Plausible but they wouldn't come near me.
I ran back to the house, jumping over logs and fallen braches and it was the most fun I'd had in a while. The run was exhilarating. I walked stealthily over the ice patch and walking through the front door I saw the date on the calendar. How long had I been asleep? One whole week had passed and it was now the 12th. So even in this world, the 12th tried to ambush me. For three years, on the 12th of January, my life has been in danger. Death didn't get me the first time, so it comes back at the same time, same date to try again. What time you ask: 8:52 am.
But how could a whole week go with out me noticing. In the book, this week was meant to be the one where Edward left. It would stop the glares. I went upstairs and changed into something warm. I checked today's book report and no doubt I would be the one Tyler's van goes for. Yay, the fun I'll have. I went out and noticed the snow chains. Good no more distractions when I make my escape from the car. I drove slowly to school, not wanting to slip on the ice, and also not wanting to be out of the car before 8:50.
I got there and parked up in the only spot left. Silver Volvo was four cars down and Tyler's blue van hadn't come yet. Maybe I should let death have its way and let the van crush me. That way I could go home. My phone buzzed.
Oz, bad girl
I guess standing in front of the van is out. As the said van pulled up into the lot, Angela came across the end of my banger, and I immediately saw what would happen. My survival instincts shot in, though they weren't for me, they were for Angela. I ran slipped at the bottom of my truck. Stupid Dixie, stupid, stupid Dixie. My arm had caught Angela's and she fell as well. The screech came and I used my hands to cover Angela's head.
No one would die in my place, so I got on top of her. She was on her front, so I wrapped my body around hers, waiting for the impact of the van. I prayed that my squishiness would stop the van killed her too. The van got louder and louder until it hit me. It wasn't as hard as I was expecting though. It was cold and hard but the force wasn't there. It had stopped pushing against me and I looked around to see a bronze haired vampire stopping the van. His hands had left big imprints in the side of Tyler's van.
Go
I thought. He nodded and ran away as quickly as he came. I put my feet in the dent, and prayed people wouldn't question it. The scream erupted.
"Aaaggghhhh"
"Angela and Orelina"
"Some one call 911."
"Get Tyler"
I got up off Angela and she was in shock. I sat her up and held her shoulders.
"Angela are you alright?" I asked, her chin was bleeding slightly.
"Y-y-o-o-u saved-d me-e-e." she said and hugged my tight. Tighter than I thought she would. I helped her up and found we were trapped by Tyler's van. I got up into the bed of the banger, and helped Angela up there. We climbed out of it and were met by masses of people. Hugs and shaking of hands, but it wasn't helping Angela. Everyone was making a fuss out of me, but couldn't they see that I wasn't the one in trouble here. I wasn't the one about to die, Angela was!
"That's not strictly true now is it Oz?" said a cool velvet voice behind me. I turned to see no one. Sneaky little freak.
The EMT's came and both Ang took hers. I rejected mine, and said I just wanted to ride with Angela to check she was ok, but no, I might have trauma or some crap. The ride was smooth, but I had all the people fussing. I hate fuss. There were needles and masks and I actually yelled at them to shut up, but that made them work harder. Maybe if a burn all the needles they'll get the picture.
We got there and I had all these stinking tests done. And guess what they found. Diddeley squat. I was fine. I didn't need five different nurses to tell me that. But I still had to be checked by a doc, and knowing my luck it would be Doctor Fangs.
I was in a bed next to Tyler and he kept apologizing to me. I didn't want to hear them; he shouldn't have been speeding in the first place.
"Apologise to Angela, she's the one you endangered. You were speeding and it was your fault" I said sharply. Way to layer the guilt on there Oz.
"But if you keep your distance from me and Angela then I'll forgive you," he looked sad but nodded. Good.
I closed my eyes replaying what happened exactly. I remembered I had Vampire bronze to thank, but speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear.
"Is she sleeping?" that musical voice asked Tyler.
"Is cheese a fruit?" I asked mordantly – my eyes still closed.
I opened them to find VB smiling like he won the lottery.
"I guess not no" he concluded.
"Listen Edward, I'm so sorry I hit the ice wrong and-" Tyler started, but Edward put his hand up to stop him.
"No blood, no foul" he said and I snorted. He shot me a silencing look. Make me
He glared but let it go.
"So what's the verdict?" he asked me.
"It's terminal" I said in a serious voice, nodding.
"Well I'll be the judge of that shall i?" said another luscious voice. I looked up to see a blonde doctor. Doctor Fang I presume.
Edward snorted at that, and I saw his lips move a little and the doc laugh. He picked up my chart and flicked through a few pages before signing it.
"Well I'm sorry to say there's nothing terminal and you're free to go. Do you have someone to pick you up?" he asked
"Yes" I said and got up.
"But you came here in an EMT" smart arse VB answered.
"And? I can get back home you know." I shot back and he looked at me unbelieving. I shrugged and walked past him.
"I was wondering if I could possibly talk to you please?" his whisper lingered in my ear.
Why not?
He walked past me and to an empty corridor.
"What was that?" he said angry.
"That was a hospital ward" I said not quite grasping his meaning.
"You jump on Angela, you reject your stretcher?"
"I wasn't going to let her die, and especially not for me. I knew I was fine and I didn't need the EMT."
"Wait, wait, wait. What do you mean die for you?"
"I don't need to give you an explanation."
"I saved your life, of course you do"
"I didn't ask you too. I was content giving myself up to save my friend, or anyone that needed me. But as you saved Angela's life thank you."
"Angela's life?"
"Yeah, there was no guarantee that I'd stop the truck crushing her, so you saved her. I thank you on her behalf"
He looked at me like I had just told him he was human, and the vampire thing was all in his mind.
I don't have time for this so I walked off. I got outside and realized that I didn't have anyway to get home. So up pulls a silver Volvo, their silver Volvo. It stops in front of me and out comes the short black haired one.
"Want a ride" she asked perky.
"Not if the world was ending" I said and pulled out my phone to search for a taxi service. I got it – speed dial one. I walked away from the VG, vampire girl, who looked shocked, and went to wait for my taxi.
While I was waiting, the little on tried again.
"Don't waste your money" she tried to persuade me and soon Edward was next to her.
I won't waste my breath either.
"That's not a very attractive quality" Edward complained.
Do I look like I give a shit?
A streak of yellow came to a stop, and I hopped in before anyone could stop me. I gave the address and a little while later we came to my 'home'. I got out, paid the cabbie – with the little black piece of plastic, and got myself some tomato soup. I reminisced over the past three accidents of the last three years. This year I survived with Angela only having a cut chin.
Last year I survived with a broken leg and three broken ribs for Joe.
The year before I got a coma and Jill got a bloody nose.
And the year before, she…she died and I lived. Ever since then I tried to keep myself to myself and to protect others from my mistakes. I only was intrigued by the people who had the qualities of her. She was my best friend, my sister and my personal joke teller. Wacky and full of live, like I used to be once. After a while, I found that she really was unique, and no I look down upon those who share her qualities, because they're not what I can be friends with. Like a poor imitation of a master artwork. Though when push came to shove, she took it all for me. I tried to stop her, but she wouldn't do it, and that's why I now let no one else take the fall for me. It why Edward saved Angela's life not mine, because then its admitting that I needed his help and he took the fall for me. I can't have that.
I had another whole come and tears were spilling again. I grabbed a blanket off the back of the couch and ran to the forest. I jumped all the bracken and foliage until I came to a spot which felt right. I spread the blanket on the ground and lie on my back and let the tear tracks form. I went to my side and looked deep into the forest. The midday sun was making the icicles glisten. I felt eyes again. I should be bothered by this but strangely it was comforting.
"That's the second time you've been watching me now. Show yourself" I spoke clearly to the woods. There was no movement but suddenly I felt a presence behind me. It caught me off guard but it felt comforting at the same time. Whoever it was scooted close to me, and I knew from the muscles of his chest it was a man. My back was on his chest and his arm was around my stomach. I closed my eyes. I had no desire to find out who it was, because that would ruin it.
Laying here with a stranger, I knew I should be scared, but I couldn't find it in myself to be. I'd been lost for so long, and ever since her death I've been ripped and something was taken. But right here, in this moment I was whole.
"Thank you" I breathed to the man who was beside me.
His reply was to rub my hip. My right hip was getting achy, so I turned over, and kept my eyes shut. He pulled me into his embrace and it was nice. He could be a killer, and I wouldn't care. My forehead was against his chest and he smelt sweet. Like, well unlike anything. It was too nice. But coming down to it, how many people would do what this stranger was. I admired him for that. I suddenly felt another pair of eyes.
"We have company" I muttered into his chest. His held me tighter and I felt the eyes go.
"Better" I said and I felt the air grow cooler. The man brought the spare blanket and wrapped it over me. I smiled in thanks.
My eyes were heavy from the crying and I fell to sleep. I woke up and felt the strong arms around me still in place.
I opened my eyes to see dark, so I couldn't say who it was, but I still didn't want to know.
"I'd better be going" I said and got up. He helped me up. His hand was cold, but so was mine, so his felt sort of warm. I walked away and I fumbled about until I found my way out. The street was practically dead and the ice was already re-freezing.
After a hot shower, I thought about the man. That strange man, who held all the qualities of a gentleman, and who felt familiar. He didn't speak but he soothed me. His hands had left a tingling on my skin and I felt completed by his presence. His hands were cold, but so was his chest, and his breath. Though his chest was also hard, like his hands. I knew what he was, and there was only one person to fit that description. But hey, I'm not complaining. I could be wrong, but either way he helped.
I'm to thank…
Peoples should know, I'm tempted to finish that sentence with Jasper Hale!!!flames welcomes
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