2011
I walked toward the renassaince fair, seeing people dressed in about the same thing as I was. Tights and dressy blouse shirts or guys and flowing gowns and head dresses for women. Good, so I won't stick out as much. As I reached the entrance, there was a girl standing there with brown hair and bright blue eyes. Somehow, she looked familiar... Wait...
TONYA!
I couldn't help my reaction. I reached out and kissed her. She froze, eyes wide. When I pulled back, she glared at me and punched my face, and then there was a horrible cracking sound and she started screaming, jumping around. I wasn't so sure that this was Tonya, but she sure screamed like Tonya. I grimaced.
"Sorry."
"You idiot! God!" She was jumping in circles clutching her hand to her chest.
"Here, let me..." I touched her hand. At first she resisted, causing her more pain, but then when she felt how cold my hands were, she let me work as a walking ice pack. She relaxed a little.
"What the hell were you thinking?" she yelled at me, wiping hair out of her face with her good hand.
"I really am sorry. You just look like someone..." I squinted at her.
"Whatever, I've never met you in my life. Now, get me to the ye ole first aid center before I break something else." I nodded and led her to the little shack-like building. She was wearing a long blue and white renaissance dress with a headdress on her head. Not the fake, cotton filled kind but a real, silver chain one. It was decorated with little blue flowers. The petals were silver and the centers were blue stones.
"Are those real?"
"Yeah," she shrugged. "I'm a money baby."
"You're not from here, are you?"
"Nope. America. Neither are you?"
"Nope. England." She bit her lip so hard she drew blood and I regretted not hunting before coming here. The doctor was re-aligning her bones. Then she sucked her bottom lip to get rid of the blood.
"Funny, you don't have an accent."
"I lived here for a while, so I had time to get rid of it."
"So, who did I look like, anyways?" she asked as we left, her hand in a brace.
"An old girlfriend."
"I figured that. How long have you been broken up?"
"We didn't exactly break up. She... died."
"Oh, I'm sorry." She looked down. "You loved her?"
"Like mad. We were engaged."
"At your age? Wow, that's some kind of love."
"You have no idea." I sighed and smiled at her, trying to lighten the mood. "Alec Volturi."
"Sam Levkov biologically. Sam Cullen adoptively." She extended an arm, but I was frozen. She looked at me with concern. "You okay?"
"My fiance's last name was Levkov," I said, eyes wide. She stared at me.
"No one around your age died recently..." She stared at me. "Not that I know of."
"I don't know, maybe it's another Levkov."
"What was her first name? It might ring a bell."
"It was a Russian name, Antonina." She thought back.
"I had a great, great, great, great, great, great-"
"Okay, a lot of greats."
"Aunt named Antonina, but she died in, like the 17th century by murder. Someone snapped her neck..." She looked me over and then her eyes widened. "Holy shit!"
"What?" I asked, startled.
"You look just like the guy she always drew. And his name was Alec!" People were looking at us weirdly. I put a hand over her mouth and pulled her behind a building. "Why do you look like the Alec in the pictures!"
"I don't know," I lied. She narrowed her eyes at me.
"Tell me, or so help me..."
"What? You'll break your other hand?"
"I'll scream." My eyes widened.
"Please don't. If you're anything like your aunt, you have a crazy loud scream." I covered my mouth, realizing with I said.
"Aha! Now explain."
"Never." She looked at me skeptically.
"Hey, did you know that the vervet monkey has a blue scrotum?"
"What? Why are you talking about monkey testicles? We were just talking about how I was your infinatly great aunt's fiance and how I was alive all that time ago and- Dammit!"
"Aha! Now tell me how."
"I'm not speaking.
"OMG, the day I found out what the slang word waffle meant, I nearly keeled over."
"Stop trying to change the topic! We were talking about how I'm a vampire and how your super great aunt was- Shit, you did it again! I'm dead!" She stared at me, eyes wide.
"You're a... a... a... v-v-v-v-VAMPIRE!" she screamed.
"Yup and you definately have you great, great, great, great... whatever. Your aunt's scream." She ignore my comment and started backing up, tripping on her own skirt like Tonya use to do. "And her klutziness." Again, she ignored that and tried to run. I caughted her arm and turned her around, a hand over her mouth. "Listen, you can't tell anyone, you hear me?" She didn't respond, eyes wide and lips trembing under my hand. I shook her a little. "Do you hear me?" She nodded and I let her go. She was still backing away, going toward the fair.
"Just... just stay away from me." She ran away. I sighed. She was so, so, so much like Tonya. Not just looks (and trust me, I'm surprised they're not very separtaed twins), but the way she acted. Her voice, minus the accent, her attitude, her scream. It was all the same. Only difference... Sam thought I was a monster. Maybe I am. Maybe I'm the epitome of Thriller. Either way, I had to go after her. I ran back into the fair (human speed, of course) and found her hiding between two building, hugging herself and crying.
"Hey, don't cry," I said, standing in front of her. She screamed and tried to run away. "Get back here!" I caught her around the waist. She struggled, but then soon stopped, seeing she wasn't going anywhere.
"If we're staying here, you might want to fix your eyes," she said.
"They're red, aren't they?"
"Yeah." I slung her over my shoulder, walking behind the buildings and setting her down on the ground, her back against the buliding. I plopped down next to her, pulling the contacts out of my pocket.
"Ew, your hands are all dirty!"
"What? It doesn't hurt me."
"Really? Would Mase hurt?"
"Nope."
"Well, damn." She crossed her arms over her chest. "I got nothin'." I chuckled.
"I'm happy you're not running."
"You'd probably just catch me again."
"True." I put a green contact in.
"So, what do you want?"
"What do you have of your aunt?"
"Her diarys, he drawings, and some of her clothes." She shrugged.
"Can I see them?"
"They're at home."
"Okay then." I put in the last contact and then stood up, picking her up and running into the woods. "Where?" She sighed and gave me her address, seeing there was no way out. When we got to her house, I was amazed. It was huge, made mainly of glass.
"I said I was a money baby." She shrugged and let us in. She walked up into her room. "Her diary's probably what you want to look at first. It's mostly about you. It's like... like a romance novel better than Romeo and Juiet." I smiled and sat on her bed. She sat next to me, giving me a big leather-bound book. The pages were yellowed. "And there are more of them."
"I think we should look at the pictures first." She nodded and went to get them. When she sat back down, she had an inch-thick stack of papers in her hands, wrinkled and yellowing. The first was a picture of a doll leaning in a corner. It was Alyssa's doll that she threw into the fire.
"I've seen this doll. It belonged to a girl named Alyssa. She threw it into the fire at a memorial."
"For the people who had died suspiciously the day before she died?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"It's in her last diary entry." I nodded and she gently put that picture aside. There was a picture of me, with no shirt on and chopping wood - no, not in that way. The next was one of her parents, smiling.
"That's her mom and dad." The next was Timmothy, alive and happy. "He was the first dead." The next was Jane. "That's my twin sister."
"Did she die?"
"No, she's a vampire now, too." The next was one of a little bunny. She loved nature. The next was of me, sleeping. We went through picture after picture, finding ones of me, nature, kids, toys, and so much more. Tonya had a photographic memory.
"Oh, shit!" she exclaimed suddenly, shooting up. She was careful not to kick the pictures. "Me and my band have a preformance in, like 10 minutes!" I nodded and had her up on my back and was running out of the house in the next second. I stopped so she she could lock the door and then took off running through the forest.
"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!" she said, clutching my neck tightly.
"We'll be there soon." I burst through the trees and ran along the back of the buildings so no one saw me. She told me to stop and I did. She stepped down, only to have her legs buckle from under her.
"I think I'm jetlagged," she said, rubbing her head with her bandaged hand. "Uh-oh. Dilemma. I can't play the guitar with a broken hand!"
"I can play it."
"But you don't know the sheet music!"
"I read quick."
"Okay." She got up and went running for a stage at the end of the renaissance fair grounds. I beat her there, waving her up the backstage steps.
"God, I thought you'd never get here!" a girl said. She was short with black hair and ice blue eyes.
"I'm sorry, Alice," she said.
"Oh, my God, tell me I'm not seeing what I'm seeing!" Alice looked down at her hand. "How will you play?"
"That's where I come in," I said.
"Well, can you memorize 3 sheets of music in 4 minutes."
"With time to spare." I nodded. They handed me the sheet music and I memorized it all quickly, flipping through the sheets in less than 1 minute.
"Get it?"
"Got it."
"Good." Sam gave me another few sheets of music. "So you don't have to do memorize the second song during the break." She put 3 more songs in front of me. "Jasper, aka, guy in the other guitar, will start. Then Emmett will go, aka, dude on drums. Then you will go with Edward, aka, guy on keyboard, after I say "That's just me". There are way more songs, but the others have pre-recorded music and all I'll need are my girls." I was nodding and looking through the third song. When I was done the fourth, she told me to put the papers down and follow her on stage.
"Hey, Monas and Monos!" The croud seemed confused. "Mona Lisa, duh!" They cheered. "I'm Sam, the lead singer, and use to play the guitar, but I broke my hand. So this dude, Alec, is going to fill in. Here's Emmett on drums. Jasper on elecric. Edward on keyboard! And then, my bestest friends, Alice, Rosalie and Bella singing backup." They cheered more. "Okay! Jasper, start us off!" Jasper, a lean blond guy, started, followed by Emmett, a big guy with brown hair and eyes, and then me, and then Edward, a guy with bronze hair and green eyes. Sam started singing.
(I know these are all real songs, just pretend they belond to Sam's band. And just for the lawyers, I don't own any songs in this story.)
"I am confident, but
I still have my moments.
Baby, that's just me.
(Cue Alec and Edward)
"I'm not a supermodel
I still eat McDonald's.
Baby, that's just me.
"Well
"Some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything.
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
Well everything's the same
In the la-la land machine. Machine. Machine.
"Who said I can't wear my
Converse with my dress?
Oh, baby, that's just me!"
She lifted the bottom of her skirt to show that she, indeed, had white and blue calf length converse on.
"And who said I can't be single
I have to go out and mingle
BABY, that's not me
No, no.
"Some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything.
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
Well everything's the same
In the La-la land."
She dropped down to a sitting position, like she was being brought down by stress.
"Tell me do you feel the way I feel
'cause nothing else is real
In the la-la land appeal."
Me and Jasper went onto a guitar solo, even though, since it was both of us, it wasn't really a solo, but whatever. Sam stood up.
"Some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything.
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
When everything's the same
In La-la land machine
Well, I'm not gonna change
In the la-la land machine
Well I will stay the same
In La-la land...
"Machine.
Machine.
Machine.
"I won't change anything of my life
(I won't change anything of my life)
I'm staying myself tonight
(I'm staying myself tonight)
"Say it with me!"
"La la la la la... "
She sighed and smiled, wiping hair out of her face. "Thank you! We will be back!" She said the last part like Terminator.
"You were awesome!" I excalaimed as soon as we were backstage, picking her up and twirling her around, like how I use to do to Tonya. She giggled and shoved against my chest. When I put her down, my arms were still wrapped around her waist. We slowly sobered up and our eyes met. I started leaning down when...
"We were great!" Emmett exclaimed, making us both yelp and jump apart. "Was I interupting something?"
"No."
"How did you break your hand, anyways?" one of the girls asked. She had long brown hair and brown eyes.
"Punching him," Sam shrugged jabbing a thumb at me.
"Yeah, I kind of had it coming."
"What'd you do to piss her off?"
"He kissed me."
"In my defense, I thought you were my dead fiance."
"Dead fiance?" Alice asked.
"Yeah. She looks just like my fiance, who was murdered."
"Well, that's sweet, but sad," the brunette, either Rosalie or Bella, frowned.
"Yeah." I sighed.
"Aw, don't be sad." Sam smiled. "I have to go on. It's a pre-recorded one. See ya in a few." She and the other girls went out on stage.
"Which girl is which?"
"Blonde is Rosalie," Emmett said.
"And brunette is Bella," Edward said.
"So, do you guys go with them? Ya know, three guys, three girls... Minus Sam. Unless one of you goes with Sam..."
"Nah. Emmett and Rose. Edward and Bella. Me and Alice. Sam is single."
"Hey, maybe you could go with her. It'll get her out of the house."
"What does she normally do?"
"Read her aunt's diarys over and over again. It's like Bella with Romeo and Juliet." Emmett rolled his eyes. "At least when me and Rose are in the house, we do something productive." I tuned him out and listened to Sam.
"Before I fall
Too fast
Kiss me quick
But make it last
So I can see
How badly this will hurt me
When you say goodbye.
"Keep it sweet
Keep it slow
Let the future pass
And don't let go
But tonight
I could fall too soon
Under this beautiful moonlight
"But you're so hypnotizing
You got me laughing while I sing
You got me smiling in my sleep
And I can see this unraveling
Your love is where I'm falling
But please don't catch me...
"See this heart
Won't settle down
Like a child running
Scared from a clown
I'm terrified
Of what you do
My stomach screams
Just when I look at you
"Run far away
So I can breathe
Even though you're
Far from suffocating me
I can't set my hopes too high
'Cause every hello ends with a
goodbye
"But you're so hypnotizing
You got me laughing while I sing
You got me smiling in my sleep
And I can see this unraveling
Your love is where I'm falling
But please don't catch me...
So now you see
Why I'm scared
I can't open up my heart
without a care
But here I go
It's what I feel
And for the first time in my
life I know it's real."
"Come on," Emmett whispered, waving us out. We nodded and took our places silently, Sam not noticing.
"But you're so hypnotizing
You got me laughing while I sing
You got me smiling in my sleep
I walked up behind her and we all started playing. She jumped and smiled at me when she saw me. She looked at me the entire time she sang the next part.
And I can see this unraveling
Your love is where I'm falling
So please don't catch me
If this is love please don't break me
I'm giving up so
Just catch me."
Our faces had gone closer and I could feel her warm breath on my face. Our lips touched lightly. Her hand went up to my cheek. When we pulled back, she smiled at me. We were both breathless, which is weird becuase I don't need air.
"You didn't punch me this time," I breathed, chuckling airily. She giggled and shook her head.
"Shut up and kiss me," she breathed. I leaned down and connected our lips again. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I wrapped mine around her waist.
"This is stupid," she laughed when we went backstage. "I've known you for a day and I'm in love with you." I smiled.
"You've technically know me since you started reading your aunt's diarys," I whispered. She shrugged.
"Touche. But you have only known me for a day."
"Actually... you're exactly like Tonya. It's almost like you're the same person. Like a reincarnation."
"So you're saying there's a possiblility I might be my aunt?"
"Kind of. Have you ever seen Birth? With Cameron Bright? (I know he's in this, but just play along.)" She nodded, getting what I was saying.
"So, I'm the reincarnation of her? Because I definately think Sean was Sean." I raised my eyebrow. "You know what I mean!"
"Yeah. Kind of like that. Like, you are one of her reincarnations."
"Wouldn't I have recognized you a little when we first met? Ya know, like how Sean recognized Anna?"
"I don't know how the universe works!" I exclaimed. "All I know is that I love you and you love me and you are almost exactly if not exactly the same as your aunt." She sighed, exasperated, and shook her head.
"Lets not let it get to us just yet, okay?"
"Okay." I kissed her head and smoothed down her hair. She smiled, wrapped her arms around my neck, leaned in, and right when our lips were right there... she turns away.
"Not cool," I mumbled.
"Showtime, grandpa," she smiled, winking. "Remember December."
Hey guys! I know it's been a long wait and I'm sorry. School complicates everything. So here's what you missed on the Ashley Show!
~My birthday was last Friday (April 22). I'm now 14.
~My aunt (the one that wrote Good Ole James E Sawyer) announced she was preggo! Please be a girl! Please, PLEASE be a girl!
~I cut and dyed my hair red.
~I ATE A PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY SANDWICH! OMG!
Welll... that's all folks!
Love,
AMP
