A/N
Sophie: Hi guys this is BoysInBooksAreBetter, I hope we didn't loose your attention by taking to long, we've both been really busy with school so that doesn't help. I really enjoy writing Rosalie's POV; it makes my inner vanity seem less…vain lol. I recon she's a really cool person and should be more liked. She has good reasons! Oh and she notices more human things as she clings to her past…
Mariah: hey my lovely people, i'm really sorry it took so long, it's my fault really. i went kind of MIA for a while. anyway Sophie's been great and she's helped me so much. i love this chapter alot sophie made me actually start to like Rosalie (i don't really, even after eclipse)
Anyway here. And hopefully the next one will be quicker.
Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice.
Chapter 2
Disgust:
Emmett clung to my hand as we walked through the doors of the DMV
He had had a bad experience the last time he took one of these tests.
It involved him, a duck, a very frightened instructor, and a car wrapped around a traffic light.
No one was hurt but Edward and Jasper cannot tell the story without bursting into hysterical laughter.
Needless to say, we didn't stay there long.
Edward sniggered and I squeezed Emmett's hand reassuringly as our whole family walked through big, glass double doors into a dull reception area filled by a few chairs and a metal table holding a stack of out-dated magazines.
A large mahogany desk obscured most of a tiny fake blonde woman.
She wore a short, bright pink mini-dress that was not flattering and a brilliant red cardigan over it. Her bright red lipstick was chipping slightly and she was obviously wearing fake eyelashes.
She gawked up at us, then jumped to her feet and hurried around the tall desk.
She was a good three inches shorter than I was and was nowhere near my beauty.
I could hear her heart beat erratically as she eyed our small and perfect group.
"Here," she said, handing a brown clipboard to each of us to which we were expected to write our personal details.
That's rude. She just assumed what we were here for, then again I guess gossip spreads in this small town.
She wandered off, waggling her hips more than was normal for someone walking away and I glanced at Emmett to see how he was taking this horrific display.
He was gazing down at the clipboard looking confused.
"What's wrong?" I inquired.
"What was my date of birth again?" he muttered trying not to look embarrassed.
Edward and Jasper both started laughing but I silenced them with a glare.
I filled out my form and dropped it down on the desk with a clattering sound that echoed around the silent reception area.
Carlisle and Esme had moved over to one of the walls to peer at a picture of a car wreck.
I daresay the humans found it gruesome, which is almost hilarious when compared to our hunting style. Carlisle was shaking his head disapprovingly and muttering something quietly to Esme who looked horrified.
The rest of my family had finished their forms and were milling around in a small circle waiting for our not-so-gracious hostess to return.
Jasper was staring inattentively out the window and Alice looked bored. Emmett still clutched my arm as if trying to tell me not to make him go through with it.
We could smell her approaching before we saw her.
"Okay, so I'll get each of you to answer some questions about the road, but I'll need to separate you five. We don't want any cheating." she said in a falsely happy voice.
Edward had a disgusted look on his face, which prompted me to ask him what did the bottle blonde think if us?
He turned to Emmett, scowling at him, and I realised it was Emmett who prompted him to look disgusted.
Jasper and Alice tittered and we were silenced by Esme's voice calling softly to us, "Good luck kids." Carlisle just smiled.
He must know the pain that this puts us through every time we have to do this.
Edward scowled again and turned around to glare at the dye-job down the hall.
"Follow me." she voiced aloud, her sickening voice echoing down the deserted hall.
More gruesome pictures lined the walls and the odd chair was placed to accommodate large groups wanting to sit down.
"The usual" I heard Edward mutter, probably answering my previous question.
We reached what looked like a T in the corridor and in front of us were five doors the same bland colour as the halls.
"You'll need to separate to ensure cheating is not an option." she repeated, winking at Edward. What does she think we are, pretty but dumb? Hah!
I had to bite the insides of my cheeks to hold in my laughter especially when she proceeded to lick her lips at him then clack over to the doors.
I turned to Edward, licking my lips in perfect imitation of her, then directed the image in my head of her, bleeding appetizingly, him licking his lips at her, to him.
That would be the only occasion that you would look at her differently, isn't it Eddy?
I heard a growl deep within his chest, but he turned away, ignoring me.
"Pick your door," she said, eyeing Edward again.
I quickly sniffed the air, there were two heartbeats in the first and last two.
Blocking my thoughts from Edward, I glanced at Emmett from the corner of my eye and he raised his eyebrows to acknowledge that he understood.
That's another thing I love about him, he doesn't need mind reading to know what's going through my mind.
Just after our little exchange Emmett pulled me into a smouldering kiss that would have shattered my heart had it still been beating.
Our lips melted together and I was lost in his embrace. To me no one else existed and this kiss could continue forever.
Emmett started to pull away and I released him unwillingly and as he disappeared through the fifth door, while I took the fourth.
There was a weak heartbeat behind this one. Probably some old human. Should be easy enough to pass this test.
I glided through the door and noticed a small plain desk placed up against the far corner, a small chair placed behind it. A piece of paper and pen were lying, on there own, on the table so I assumed it was the test I was expected to take.
On my right, as far away from the students desk than should be possible was another, larger wooden desk, the faint heart beat located behind it.
I flicked my eyes there for a second, horror flooding my perfect features.
The old man that sat behind the desk looked as though he was melting. His skin oozed of his face in patchy wrinkles and his eyes were yellowing, as if jaundice or he'd been drinking for far too many years.
His heartbeat skipped as he fixed his eyes on mine and a shudder rippled down my spine that I couldn't suppress.
I took my seat, careful to keep my eyes down.
He was the most repulsive human I've ever had the misfortune of coming into contact with.
I thought about my elders, the painting of the centuries old Volturi that belonged to Carlisle and Carlisle himself who was nearly 300 years my senior. They were all just as impossible beautiful as ever, more so with age.
I was suddenly very grateful that I hadn't been given the chance to let that happen to my face.
I didn't even need to study the questions for very long, answering them quickly but keeping my gaze on the paper so I still appeared to be working.
I tried trying in what the others were doing, but besides the heartbeats of the humans, there was nothing. It was times like this where I wished that I could have been given a gift like Edwards.
Suddenly the heartbeat in the room to my left, it must have been Edwards room, started beating erratically.
He must be trying to find a way around his 'age' restrictions. He and Carlisle thought I couldn't hear them this morning when they were arguing but little did they know I was close by in the unusual quiet of our house. I mused, pursing my lips together to stop from bursting into fits of giggles.
I looked up to see the old man staring at me, his eyes glazed over and a thin bead of drool hanging from his open mouth, his yellowing teeth doing nothing to contain it.
He looked like a bulldog.
I grimaced and looked down at my page again.
Ew! He's so disgusting, he can't even keep his drool in his mouth! What is he? Old enough to be my grandfather?!
I stood silently and handed him my finished paper. No amount of legal driving was worth this.
I placed it on his desk, his eyes were still transfixed on the spot where I'd been sitting and I quietly walked out of the door that held my freedom.
I noticed that the rest of my family was seated on the small, scattered chairs with the exception of Emmett who was probably still taking the test.
I took a seat next to Alice, who was glaring at Edward, and closed my eyes trying to remove the picture of fifth instructor from my mind before it became burned there.
"…utterly unfair! Just because I'm not willing to force myself upon an unsuspecting human, should not mean I should have to suffer under their stupid rules!" Alice was muttering, anger underlining her every word.
"She was asking for it! You should have seen the things she was thinking, I was just using it to my advantage!" he whispered back defensively.
"Oh! That's what you did?" I interjected, stopping Alice from starting her argument again.
"Yes, Edward tricked, and flirted with that bottle-blonde so he could sit his full and wouldn't have to come back again!" Alice spat, if she could cry I would have sworn she'd be near tears.
I felt Jasper settle the air around us and I gave him an appreciative smile.
I don't like it when Edward and Alice fight. Because of Edward's ability, I know for a fact that it can be used to his disadvantage and can hurt him badly. And Alice knows him better than anyone. The fights normally go on inside their head, she predicts what will hurt him the most and he can 'see' it.
We didn't want him to go all broody on us again. He has done it one too many times.
"So Rose, what happened in your room? You were sending off major waves of disgust in there" Jasper chuckled.
I frowned. I guess I must've been but you can't blame me.
"My supervisor was, to put it simply, melting," Edward burst into laughter, obviously seeing the image that had darted into my mind.
They all chuckled at my expense and the fight was forgotten. At least for now.
Just then my brilliant hearing picking up on a fight behind the fourth door.
"But I didn't mean to!" I heard Emmett's angel voice plead.
The door clicked open and all our heads turned in that direction.
An apologetic Emmett emerged from the door with a shaken looking woman quivering behind him.
She couldn't have been much taller than his waist and she looked thoroughly frightened.
A quick peak into the room beyond revealed a table that had been broken clean in half.
My lips pulled into a tight grin as I observed the situation.
He walked over, looking sheepish and sat besides me leaning his head on my shoulder.
As the mouse lady scuttled away, Jasper started chuckling quietly.
"Opps doesn't begin to cover it," Edward muttered, staring through narrow eyes of the retreating woman.
"How bad is it?" I murmured, running my fingers through his black locks. He held up one hand to shush us.
"She thinks that you looked really nervous and you must work out a lot to be able to break a table in half with seemingly no effort." he replied, his lips twitching.
"Well no harm done," Alice chuckled and she rose, pulling Jasper with her towards the outside course.
I followed with Emmett close at my heels and Edward following on, shaking his head disapprovingly.
Mariah: hey again, just wanted to say review, review, and oh yeah review. now, ahora (that's spanish if your wondering, i'm really supposed to be doing that homework right now, but oh well) and for sure next chapter out sooner than this one. also i tend to ramble on a lot you've probably seen my authors notes on my stories, yeah they take up quite a alot of space, just like this one. hehe, i could just keep on going but i'll stop. see you later :)
