Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight and the characters! I don't...dang.
Here's Chapter 3! Enjoy!
I woke up the next morning with an aching stiffness in my left shoulder. What did I do this time? I asked myself. I pondered over that question for a few minutes, then all the memories from the previous day came rushing back at me like a truck speeding down the highway. I moved my hand along the sheets, searching for my phone until I found it. I needed to talk to Rose. Now. I checked my clock, making sure it was a decent time. I was surprised by how long I had been asleep. It was a quarter after ten. Oh well. I needed it.
I quickly dialed Rose's number, praying she was awake. "Please pick up, please pick up." I muttered to myself.
"Bella? You didn't call me! I was worried!" Rose's frantic voice picked up.
"I know, I'm sorry, I'm fine." All that happened was I came inches from death, I added mentally. "Can you come over? We need to talk, like now."
"Yeah, sure. Jazz is still asleep, so let me write him a note real quick. I'll be there in five." The line disconnected. I used the five minutes I had to put change out of my pajamas and sling my hair up into a ponytail. I wasn't very hungry, so I just grabbed a granola bar. By the time I finished, I could hear Rose pulling in the drive. I left the door unlocked so she could walk right in.
"Bella?" she called.
"Living room." I yelled back. She strode into the room plopping down on the couch beside me.
"What's up?" she asked. Needing no more encouragement than that, I launched into a full replay of last night, a look of horror on her face the whole time. Once I was finished, she was silent for a few seconds before she jumped off the couch and exploded, going from grief to anger to relief to confusion.
"Oh my gosh, Bella. I knew I should have driven you home last night! I just knew it!" she started. "And really, Bella? How stupid was that? When you are young, you are taught to look both ways before crossing for a reason! You are so dang lucky that guy was there to save your dumb butt! Where did he even come from anyway? But why did he run off like that? By your description he doesn't sound familiar…" She trailed off, seeming to be talking to herself toward the end.
"Are you done now?" I asked after a few moments of silence and watching her pace back and forth; apparently deep in thought.
"Yes, for the time being." She said, still thinking. I stayed quiet for a couple of minutes, letting her think, and trying to figure out who he was myself. Apparently I had begun thinking deeply, because I jumped when she spoke again.
"I got it!" Rose randomly yelled.
"What? What is it?" I jumped off of the couch, instantly curious.
"Lauren and Jessica! On the way to the gym yesterday! 'There was a new family moving here today'! That has to be it!"
"Rose you're a genius! Who knew that Lauren and Jessica would actually be good for something?" I said, happy to finally see a solution to at least a couple of my questions. Right then, I heard Rose's phone buzz.
"Hang on, it's Jasper." She walked out of the room for a couple minutes. "He's on his way over. I assume we tell him everything too?"
"Well yeah, I don't see why not." So once Jasper arrived, I went through the whole story again for him. I pretty much got the same little lecture again.
"That was really dumb, Bella. If whoever-he-is hadn't have been there, I don't even want to think about where we would be right now!"
"I know, I know. I won't do it again, mom." I said, teasing him slightly and trying to lighten the mood. It worked.
"So when my dad gets home I'll ask if he knows anything about this new family." I said.
For the rest of the day we pretty much just talked: Jasper asking me from which side my hero came from, trying to analyze around where he was walking, and Rose telling me to describe every little detail of what he looked like. It wasn't until around six 'o' clock when I heard the tires of either my dad's cruiser (he's the police chief) or my mother's Nissan (she's the town florist) pull into the drive. It turned out to be my mother.
"Hey kids, I'm going to start some supper. Rosalie? Jasper? Would you like to stay for dinner?"
"Oh, thanks we would love to!" Rose replied, not even asking Jasper. I looked at him and raised my eyebrows. He just shrugged.
About an hour and a half later, Rose, Jasper, Dad, and I were sitting in the living room waiting for mom to finish cooking. I decided it was time to ask dad about this new family.
"Hey dad? Have there been any new families moving in lately?"
"Uh, yeah, actually there has been one. The Cullen's. They moved in yesterday. Why?" I groaned inwardly. I was hoping he would just tell me what I wanted to know without having to pry, but I guess Charlie prefers to be difficult tonight. Yay me.
"We heard a couple of rumors yesterday at school. We also heard they had kids that would be at the high school next year."
"Also true. I think they said the kids' names were Alice, Edward and Emmett. The dad is a doctor. A brilliant one, too. Apparently they moved from San Francisco. Mrs. Cullen wanted to live in a small town." Aha! Mission accomplished. I glanced at Rose and I could tell she was thinking the same thing I was; Jasper looked deep in thought again.
"Oh, I see now. Cool, I guess." I said, hopeful that I effectively ended the conversation.
"Dinner!" I Mom called from the kitchen before he could reply, saving me from him asking any more questions. The topic never came up again, leaving me to think.
"Bella, are you finished?" Rose asked me, disrupting me from my train of thought.
"Oh, uh, yeah." I replied, slightly pushing my plate away. Rose reached for my half-full plate to take it into the kitchen for me, obviously knowing I was feeling a little uneasy.
"Rose leave that. I'll clear everything up in a minute." Mom told her while gesturing to the plates in her hand.
"Are you sure?"
"Certainly."
"Thank you, Renee!" Rose grabbed mine and Jasper's hands and practically dragged us up the stairs.
"That has to be it!" She yelled once we shut the door. "So your guy's name is either Emmett or Edward…hmm…kinda old-school names…but I like it." I laughed at her.
"We are only about ninety percent certain that it was one of them. For all we know he could be some tourist passing through, or even some random hobo that was luckily taking a stroll through the woods!" I replied, though I didn't believe the words myself as they passed my lips.
"Oh come on, Bella. You, I, and even Jasper here knows none of that is true. Because for one, tourists would never come here, of all places. And second, if this guy is as hot as you say he is, there is NO WAY he can be a hobo." She could see in my eyes that I did not believe that he was a tourist or a hobo. I chose to be stubborn anyway.
"You don't know that."
"Yea, I kinda do. So once school comes around and your 'hobo' is there, not dressed like a hobo either, I will laugh in your face very loudly and be all 'I told you so' and you will be all 'Oh, Rose I should have listened to you! You were right the whole time and I will make you a pizza!' Ok, maybe not the pizza part but you know what I'm saying." Jasper and I looked at her with the most confused looks on our faces before we burst out laughing.
"Alright, Ms. Know-It-All. We'll just have to see what happens." I told her, rolling my eyes, but also praying to the heavens that she was right.
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~Kenzie=)