Lucky
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight
Chapter Four
"Bells, I'm gonna run and get take-out tonight for dinner," dad says. "What do you want?"
I set my pencil down on my homework and sit up, crossing my legs in front of me. "Can you get me a salad?"
Dad blinks at me, his furry eyebrows caving in. "You want… salad? No burgers tonight?"
"Burgers are made of cow meat," I tell him. "They torture cows and treat them like dirt."
Dad frowns. "Bells, who told you that?"
"Well, the new kid at school, Edward, says that they torture pigs by chopping them up and letting them suffocate in their own feces while they're hung upside down."
"Bella, that stuff…" Dad shakes his head, looking thoroughly disgusted. "Don't listen to that kind of stuff, alright?"
He just doesn't understand, but I nod anyway and dad leaves to get take out. When he comes back, my nose ignites with the fresh smell of burgers and french-fries and apple pie.
I don't eat that night.
This chapter is extremely short lol. I'll throw in another for anyone who is reading:)