AN: OMC I just I don't even This story has the most reviews and the most alerts yet I completely ignored it! What is wrong with me? I am so sorry I was actually writing chapters for another story of mind when I realize how many of my Those Lips people actually review (arisaswordheart, , XxJanaxX, iluvedwardandbella, Adventure-Seeking-Juliet, JazKhizar, lennybiscuits)just for me to pretty much snub them I am so sorry but I know you don't really care about my apology you care about the goods. To prove I'm actually sorry I have typed you this the longest chapter of Those Lips (2,158 words not including the authors note) to date!
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SPOV
I was sitting in the living room staring into space. It had been months, nearly a year, since I was saved and I was still thinking about that man... those lips. I was getting better at hiding it though.
"Thinking about that boy" my mom asked with a small smile. I almost never blushed but I could feel my face heating up. I shook my head no but my mom just smiled walk into the kitchen. Well, no one could really fool their mother. The door bell rang.
"Could someone get that door." my dad shouted down from his studio. I opened the door to find my friends staring back at me. Large grins spread across their faces. They pushed in past me. I turned only to see them looking at me again.
"Someones been thinking about their mystery man." Dorthy sang
"Someones been thinking about their hero." Maria joined in. Someones been thinking about the lips of an angel I added mentally; oh wait it's me! Oh well you can't fool your best friends either. My Irish wolfhound/Scottish deerhound behemoth of a dog, Oz, came and put his head in my lap looking up at me with eyes that said 'Come on it's so obvious'.
"Fine that's it I give up yes I'm thinking about that man." my dad walked down the stairs.
"Are we talking about that boy who saved you?"
"Yes."
"Hmm..." what does that mean? "Evelyn? I think we should tell them now."
"Right now?" my mother said as she left the kitchen.
"Right now." my dad turned to where me and my friends were sitting "We're going to Forks, Washington"
Forks? I stared at my father before it hit me he was joking there is no such place as Forks come on who names a place Forks? "Yeah and then after we'll go to Spoons, Alaska."
"Oh I thought he was serious" giggled Dorthy
"Me too" Maria admitted giggling right along with Dorthy "Like Forks, Washington is real."
"I am serious and Forks is real. We have a contract with a woman who wants me to photograph her wedding and your mother to plan it."
They were trying to pull a prank on me and I wasn't going to fall for it. I crossed my arms. "I don't believe it"
"I don't believe it" I said for the millionth time. It had been little under a month since my parents had told me about our trip to Forks, Washington. They had done everything to convince me. We had looked Forks up on Google, in Map Quest, and in a large atlas we had. My parents had shown me the tickets, taken Oz, Drusilla and Spike (my two cats) to a pet hotel, and took me to say goodbye to my friends. This morning my mother had thrown my clothes into a suitcase (I had refused to pack this had to be a joke), and my father had bought us breakfast at the airport. Now that the plane had touched down in Port Angeles and we were getting into a rental car I was starting to think this wasn't a joke.
The further we drove the greener the world got... and the wetter. My mother kept spinning around as my father read off the directions we had gotten at the rental car place. As we drove my father pointed to a space on the map he had picked up.
"You might be going to school there in the fall." Say wha?
"Why am I going to school? I never go while your working." My parents didn't respond. I knew something was wrong with this whole set up. I sat back in my seat wondering if I would ever see my home again.
"Oh look" my mom pointed to a sign
"Welcome to Forks" I read as anger started to seep in. What in the world is so great about Forks? Soon after we found the sign, we were pulling into the driveway of a two story house. We didn't know anyone in Washington so we couldn't be staying with friends or family. I was about to ask why we were going into this random driveway when a woman walked out of the house walking rather quickly despite her high heels. My father rolled his window down and the woman stuck her head in.
"You must be Evie, and Freddie." the woman put her hand into the window to shake hands with my parents. Her whole upper body was in the car now. My mother shook her head about to correct her when the woman stopped her putting her other hand in the window and making a stopping motion. "Wait, wait, let me guess Eva and Froy, Edna and Frasier."
My mother shook her head "Uh no actu-"
"Well maybe your the E" the woman said pointing to my father. I shook my head who was this woman? I heard a knock on my door a second before it opened. A girl stood there waving at me to get out. When I preceded to stare at her with my mouth agape she rolled her eyes and unbuckled me. She grabbed my hand pulling me out of the car.
"Come on they'll be talking forever. I'm Tiffany Coco Hamilton, by the way, I'm huge on the Forks club scene so I'm sure you've heard of me." No actually I haven't and I'm wondering why your kidnapping me! Just as I was turning around to call for help two more girls came up. One on my left one behind me obscuring me from view. "That woman back there is my mother Vivian Hamilton this is her fifth marriage."
At this point we had reached the girls car. I expected them to stop so I could get in or run. I was really hoping for the second option. But they didn't and I was pushed into the car the door slammed behind me. They got into the car and we drove off just as I heard my mom scream out Shirley. I was starting to mentally hyperventilate. Despite what I'd thought earlier I hadn't truly believed I was being kidnapped I mean come on can you even be kidnapped by someone your age. When we stopped at a red light Tiffany turned around from her place in the driver's seat to look at me. She smiled at me before turning around.
"I don't know where you're from but that red and white thing you've got going on will not fly here. Don't worry though I've got some dye at home. Shh... don't tell the boys." the girls giggled. "Oh this is Moreen Daniels and that is Judy Howland."
I took the time from panicking to look at them. They were all different levels of girl next to me, Judy, was very tall most likely the outsider of the group she looked very intimidating outside of the car but sitting down twirling her dirty blond with her thin long fingers I thought I might be able to take her in a fight if I had to. Moreen who sat in the passenger seat was yellow blond and the shortest of us all. From the short time I'd been with the girls I had recognized her as the 'second in command/do or die' one she nodded and mmmhmmed at everything Tiffany said which made her extra dangerous; she had knocked me into the car so I knew she was strong. Tiffany was obviously the leader she seemed to be naturally platinum blond or maybe it was just a really good dye job. Great I've been caught by a cult the Barbies, maybe the Blondies, the Archies? No no definitely the Barbies.
"Where are we going?" I finally thought to ask. I was awful in emergency situations. There was no answer for a few minutes. I started to wonder if they had heard me at all when Tiffany sighed pulling over.
"I have no idea." she looked around and I looked with her. No landmarks no signs no chance to escape. She turned around to look at me and smiled. "We're suppose to be going to a party. Moreen call Ashley. Ashley is Moreen's sister. She, Ashley, is friends with the girl who lives at the house we're going to party at."
I nodded feeling my nerves relax. We were just going to a party. That would be fine I had been to parties before. Sure they were all after parties, with a bunch of fellow drama and/or chorus geeks, and sure they rarely lasted past an hour because everyone was tired from performing. Everything would be fine I would be fine.
"We're not too far. We past the turn off. Ashley says she's standing outside." We all turned to look behind the car. There was a brunette waving to us. Tiffany backed up turning into the drive and stopping beside the brunette. She opened the car door and slid in next to me.
"Hello I'm Ashely. I've never seen you hanging out with the Nirvanas. Who are you?" her smile was warm and there was genuine interest in her eyes. I would be fine.
"Shirley, I just got into Forks today I'm actually from California."
"Her mom and dad Evie, and Frasier are working for my mom."
"Actually its Evelyn and Frank" We continued our talk for a while and I nearly forgot I was in the car with total strangers. Then the car stopped.
"Whoa"
"Holy..."
"It's huge!"
I turned to see what they were talking about. Maybe it was the overly shocked expressions on their faces that were making me expect more than I should have but I wasn't impressed I was looking at a medium sized house nothing special. Tiffany's place was larger than this and I was about to tell her so when Ashley taped me on the shoulder.
"That's the detached garage. That is the house." she pointed to the right and my mouth dropped. I was staring at a four story high Victorian masterpiece overflowing with people in tight party clothes. A group of girls passing by looked in. One pointed to her hair and they all cracked up. They are going to eat me alive. "Now your looking at the right place. Welcome to Casa de Cullen."
A blond girl left the Cullen house and scanned the area when her eyes landed on us she walked over. She had an amazing figure and unlike every other girl at the party she wasn't wearing a dress. She wore black skinny jeans, a blue top with the Wonder Woman double 'w' in gold, a black leather jacket, and fingerless driver's gloves. Her hair was in a pixie cut with a long bang swept to the side covering one of her gorgeous violet blue eyes. The cut didn't fit her beautiful face. Ashley opened the door getting out to hug the girl.
"Hey Rosa this is my sister and her friends."
"Ahh... the infamous Nirvanas." there goes that name again that must be what they call their cult.
"H-hi." Tiffany managed to stutter out. It was obvious the girls admired this Rosa. Was she another cult leader? As a bunch of other girls came our way I knew the answer. Yes. They all waited around patiently for their next orders. Rosa stood in front of the open door.
"You coming?" she pointed her thumb at the house. Only then did I realize that I'd been left in the car by myself. I smiled at her nodded then slid out of the car trying not to look like an idiot who completely zoned out. I was having no luck. I followed Rosa to the house. Hesitating at the door I peered in there were a lot of people standing around in a circle. A boy broke through pointing at the door screaming at the door 'Out! Out!' Was he screaming at me? No, no that was silly he'd been screaming since before I came in. He chased out the ones who weren't listening some people apparently didn't think he was serious. In his haste he bumped into me. I barely fell backwards before he caught me pulling me to his chest. A ridiculously sweet scent floated from his chest flowers, honey, and ... and... something heavenly. I looked up to see he was looking down at me with the sweetest look in his eyes and smiling beautifully with the plumpest most kissable lips I'd ever seen. My heart raced as we leaned in. Babump... babump... babump... bawhack... Bawhack? We jumped back from each other to look at the girl standing next to us. Rosa stood with a large grin on her face two boys stood behind her snickering.
"So... guess the party's back on."
