And here she is. She has made her reappearance! I won't even ask for forgiveness, because I know I don't deserve it. So just read. Oh, and a warning…I kinda forgot what happened in the books…so my timeline may be just a bit off. If you can point it out, I'll love you forever. And sorry! Edward hasn't made his appearance yet…patience, my dearies!
Disclaimer:
Me: Hey! I'm Stephenie Meyer…and I own Twilight!
Emmett: O.M.G! It's Stephenie Meyer! My hero, my inspiration, my creator!....wait…you're just an nerdy teenagers in sweats. Who the f*** are you?
Me: EEP! It's Emmett Cullen! O.M.G! I LOVE YOU EMMETT! If I tell you who I really am…will you and Eddie and Jazzy be mine for ever and ever and ever and ever?!
Emmett: -runs away screaming like a girl-
Me: Dammit, I'm not Stephenie and I sure as hell down own my darlings.
Her.
First day of my senior year. And I was late. I quickly scanned my schedule…Advanced Placement English. Room 18. Great, it's one of those tiny house-like buildings far of to the side…great…just great! It takes at least 3 minute to get to that class, and according to the clock in Ms. Cope's office—I only have 2 minutes before the first bell! Run, Bella, Run! Brrrrrrring. Goddamnit, Bella you slowpoke!I entered the building and let out my held breath, I was glad to see that I wasn't the only late one. Eric, Jessica and a few others were still hanging their coats on little hooks by the door. Only at Forks will a school provide every student a hook for his or her raincoat. I sighed, and shook off my bronzed leather coat. Thank you, Edward, I thought to myself mentally as my heart gave an irrepressible twinge. I consciously tugged at my blue sleeves and turned around to make my way to a seemingly innocuous desk in the corner….and I saw it.
Ebony black and ocher.
The world around me began to blur, Eric became a pale, white blur…the class a mix of brown and white hues. The teacher's droning introductions gave way to white noise. My heel gave away and I slumped into the desk to hold my body steady. No. No. No! My heart began to singe at the edges, beginnings of a furious raging fire…I was beginning to feel as though I swigged a glass of cold acid—burning a trail of white-hot.
Alice Cullen.
Not in my wildest dreams had I believed the Cullens would remain in Forks. Why would they?! He told me. He told me that he was leaving me! Forever! Why didn't they leave…must they really remain here to see me…broken and bleeding? To revel in my pain…my suffering? It was too cruel. To rip my heart and to watch it bleed.
"…Alice."
I watched her slowly raise her angelic face to me. Only the two of us existed at that moment. Bitter tears sprung up and began to collect in my eyes, and then I saw her go rigid in her chair. Her slender fingers clutched the edges of the desk, and the strain was visible on the fragile pieces of metal holding the table together. No doubt she was a witness to some unforeseen event in the future. I chuckled mentally…these events? Were the unforeseen if Alice had already seen them? Yet behind those whimsical thoughts, fear was lurking in the depths of my mind. Was she seeing me? Was I crashing my beloved truck, bleeding in what I hoped to be a beautiful wreck? Or perhaps I was fingering Charlie's gun a bit too lovingly? All thoughts I had entertained. How can I die with Alice around? Stupid future-seeing pixie.
I turned around and took seat next to a small, blond girl who's name I had forgotten. Katie…? No. Karen? I sighed, who gave a damn? Not a girl who's heart was ripped out by seven pairs of ethereal hands. Nope, not me. I honed in what the man-teacher was droning on in front of me. Yet another classic I had already read in Phoenix. You would think they would mix the curriculum around a bit for intelligent humans and immortal vampire beings that masqueraded as teenage students. Oh wait, they don't know the latter existed. Well, at least change it for me, the intelligent human, I huffed internally. And I sighed. Yet again. My life was falling apart right in front of me, and I can't do a damn about it. My heart was a dark hole that was eating me alive, and I can't do a damn about it. Everything I cared about and loved, was murdering me…and I can't do a damn about it. The harsh bell broke my train of thoughts and grounded me. I was just about ready to make a dash for the door. And then she looked at me. More specifically, she looked at my wrist. DAMN. I forgot about that.
Short, I know. Just wait for it…just wait for it! Edward will be giving frees hugs and cookies to those who review!