Twilight Musical
Chapter Three: East High
After Edward and Alice left, Aunt Christa turned to me, her expression worried.
"You and Edward seem more serious than I thought."
I shrugged. I walked to the kitchen, ready to search for some dinner.
"Bella, you know I'm worried," she said from behind me, which made me jump. "I mean, he is a nice boy, but you know that even he can lose control. One second, one decision is all it takes, and things could end very badly."
"I know, I'm well aware of that," I snapped. I didn't feel like cooking, so I dug up some ham from the refrigerator and grabbed some bread from the pantry.
"Are you?" Aunt Christa asked.
"Yes, and I really don't feel like having another conversation about my safety right now. Edward beat you to it about two weeks ago."
"Hmm," she said and left the room.
That night I hardly got any sleep. It wasn't because I was nervous about starting at East High, because that'll be a snap. I mean, I already know five people going there, and they all happen to be starting the same day as me. No, what kept me awake was waiting for Edward. I had gotten used to seeing him in my bedroom in Forks, and I was hurt when he didn't show.
I woke up that morning exhausted. Staying up was not a good idea, especially since I was still tired from the nightmare from the night before.
I looked through the many outfits Alice had left for me, trying to decide if there was any casual clothes in there, but failing to see any that meet my needs. I settled on a khaki skirt and a light blue blouse, which was still too dressy for my taste, but I figured that this was going to be the best I was going to get.
Aunt Christa was waiting downstairs with breakfast. I wondered if this was going to become some sort of routine, Aunt Christa cooking all of the meals instead of me, even though she can't eat any of it.
"Why, don't you look pretty," she commented.
"Thanks. Alice got it for me." I frowned slightly, but she didn't appear to notice.
I ate my eggs and toast quickly. I went back upstairs to finish getting ready.
After I was done, I went back downstairs. And then I wondered, was Edward going to pick me up, or was I supposed to get a ride with my aunt?
I was about to go in panic mode when a short honk sounded from the front. I peeked out the window to see Edward in his silver Volvo waiting in the driveway outside. He grinned at me, and I grabbed my bag, which Edward had brought from my house in Forks. I told Aunt Christa goodbye, then went out the front door.
As I climbed in the car, I noticed Edward's family was missing once again, this time Alice included.
"Where's your family?" I asked him.
"They took Rosalie's car." He smiled at me.
Already, we were at East High. Though the setting was different, Edward still drove like a maniac.
I took in the scene around me. The school was big, about the same size as my old one in Phoenix and built with grey stone. There was a stone clock at the top of the third and final story, with red banners with the school mascot on either side, one bearing the word "respect," the other with the word "strength." What looked like hundreds of kids were standing scattered all over the lawn. I was overcome by an abrupt wave of nerves.
"Ready?" Edward asked me, and I suddenly realized I wasn't alone.
"Not a bit. Let's get this over with." I smiled slightly, and we walked, holding hands, up the long sidewalk and to the double doors of East High.
Sorry, I know this is a very short chapter (it's not even half as long as the first two). I had to cut a huge portion of the chapter to go along with the new ending I have, but I am going to finish it and post it, and any other outtakes, at the end of the story. I know you are all probably mad because take so long to update and you're left with this cliffhanger stuck on a tiny six hundred-word chapter, but I seriously will rush to get the next one to you.
I'll update soon!
-Abbie
