One week and four days later, she's wondering if Rosalie took her request too far and actually made her brother "disappear". However the first week was a rare sunny one, so everyone knew the Cullen's would be doing their family camping trip, yet when the next Monday came, it was back to Forks glum weather, all except for a certain bronze haired nutjob were present.
He should have stayed away for at least another week and he almost succeeded but here he was on Friday, back in school, sifting through the thoughts of all the children looking for a particular feminine vain, sharp, sarcastic "voice". After the conversation between Angela and Jessica that he and his family "overheard", it was decided they would move even if Edward felt a slight tinge inside him, it was for the best except, despite what she had said and thought, Jessica Stanley approached their table and started a conversation that would be on every member of his family's mind especially since Emmett decided to record it when he saw her approaching them.
Rosalie decided she liked her but was still going to give her a hard time while Emmett liked her rebelliousness.
Alice found it ironic that though the brunette liked predictability, her own actions were beyond unpredictable. As for Jasper, she had gained his respect, a hard thing to come by, when asked why he said it's her ability to control her emotions, it was exceptional.
Through the recording, Carlisle knew that she was more intuitive than she lets on to others and from the conversation he had with his children about her, she knew she had power, the real kind but she hid it well. Esme just liked watching how every time they played the recording her son would listen attentively to this fearless girl and rub his own shoulder when the sound of her hand patting him would come on. The matriarch of the Cullen family also knew this young lady was fated to meet them, she would have to guard her thoughts to keep this knowledge until the time came for it to be revealed.
The decision was that Edward spend some time away from school till he could decide his next course of action. Instead he finds himself without a plan besides looking for an annoying, self-important and bias blue green eyed brunette.
Before he can find her though, Bella finds him and tries to start a conversation as he tries to push the need down, when he remembers that he can't read her mind, as he concentrates to listening to her thoughts again, he hears nothing again when he feels something hit his head and on reflex pretends it hurts and turns to glare at the perpetrator but forces himself to keep that glare, when there's Jessica standing right in front of him, holding her rolled up exercise book looking at him questionably before gesturing to the locker he was leaning on,
"Could you please take you two's awkward flirting elsewhere instead of doing it by my locker" she spoke while Angela was glaring at Edward her thoughts matching her expression making Cullen extremely uncomfortable at the preacher's daughter's choice of words.
Who does he think he is acting like a lovesick stalker then flipping the switch and flirting with another girl who no offence seems dumb or just really desperate if she believes his serious about her, Jessica was right, his after something! Why am I always so hopeful that a guy would do right by my girl!? She's a bitch yes that's true but so is his sister and yet the sister still scores a boyfriend I mean seriously!
"We should go Edward, see you two around " Bella says over brightly which falls flat immediately at Edward's next words
"Actually you go on, I was waiting for Stanley" flashes her a tight smile then turns to face the two girls again.
Oh like that's going to convince us, why you slimy piece of-
"Angela enough angry thoughts, your gonna have more wrinkles than a seventy-five year old, hun" Jessica smiles at her
Then turns to Edward "You have a lot of explaining to do"
Before he can suggest that this is a private matter, Angela had already disappeared amongst the crowd.
"She's good at that, knowing when to support, defend and retreat if needed. People here always say I can bring a devil out of an angel… in other words I am a bad influence on Angie" Jessica says after seeing the questioning look.
"It is good to know you have one good friend….at least" he replies looking at her intently as if waiting for the first sign of fear or being uncomfortable. She on the other hand had a lot of questions and the one who had all the answers, it seems was a little strange in the head.
Taking the initiative, casting any doubts about what she was about to do, she walked down the now empty hallway to the cafeteria. Pass her group's table only glancing over to them to see Angela do a slight nod in understanding while Lauren soaked up the glory of having all the guys attention even if only for a moment was enough for her to go unnoticed to the lunch bar, not unusual at all.
Filling her tray with everything she loves, she heads to a table for two and begins digging in, by her third spoonful of chocolate cake; the chair opposite her moves before the person seats down, staring at her all the while.
"Am I to just sit here and watch you eat Stanley" Cullen finally spoke seeing as the young lady opposite him took no notice of him in favor of the food in front of her.
"Nope not at all, I'm not completely without manners you know" she said looking somewhat thoughtfully at the pizza in her hand.
"Well we don't have all day Stanley…" though leaning back comfortably in his chair predicting a long wait for him at least, knowing full well she won't be doing anything until she decides its time, in the meantime he could annoy the members of her group that just began noticing the duo.
"My my Cullen being impatient I thought you were a gentleman" grinning at the power she had at the moment, fully intending to use it thoroughly while she had it.
Straightening up with an slow smile the 17 year old male leans in half way across the table and gestures for the honey brunette to lean in and as if in a daze she does, "I am not good for you, Tell me to leave you alone and I will" the words are spoken as a whisper.
Their upper bodies so close together she can feel the cold radiating from him, her hands become clammy as she breaks out in cold sweat when she realizes that it's as if he just stepped out of a freezer
Like her Aunt Lou when they brought her out of the morgue.
When she had spoken to them that day it was the same chill except she had shrug it off as their cold demeanor to others and not the actual fact that they were dead cold…She's staring at cold hands, their holding her hands,
When did those cold hard smooth hands start holding her sweaty palms, her hands must feel like stale slimy sushi in his hands, who's hands again?... right golden irises…right Cullen's rubbing her hands, his mouth is moving he must be talking to her why can't she hear anythi-
"Stanley..Stanley, Stanley!"
Slowly focusing eyes blinked back at him as if she was just learning to see again and maybe hear again by the sound of her thoughts.
Was she in shock, he thought,
maybe this was too much for her to process,
but he had not told her anything, her earlier thoughts were not what he expected and how close to the truth they were, was what scared him the most, or so he thought.
"You are not alive"
Spoken clearly that he knows his family will be able to hear her every word
"None of you are"
Standing up abruptly , pulling her hands away from his, just as the bell goes, she turns to leave; Edward feels the loss of her warmth and the buzz of her thoughts that are strangely silent to him,
so that was it... everything will go back to what it was before? He was fine with that then, he was fine, he really isn't.
"Edward…brother…"
"What is it Rosalie." He says finally looking up from the table he had been staring a hole into.
"She says she would like to speak with you again tomorrow", the blonde informed her younger sibling who instantly brightened up.
She could scold and nag him about the stupidity of the whole situation but she was glad to see him finally enjoy himself for once truly and was grateful that it was Miss Stanley instead of Miss Swan that caught her brother's eye though she would never tell anyone dead or living.
Bringing herself out of her thoughts, she finds her brother waiting expectantly
"Spit it out already" he grins at his sister sharp tongue,
"Did she say anything else or tell you what it is she wants to talk about?",
"For your ears no, tomorrow you shall soon find out little one"
"Rose I'm older than you" rolling his eyes
"Yes, yet still only seventeen" flipping her hair before walking out of the cafeteria calling out
"She does not want to see you for the rest of the day so I'll see you at home later"
That was a lie but Rosalie had been given specific instructions,
Tomorrow going to be brilliant.
