Being up all day got boring I can promise you that, watching movies, reading and surfing the internet only entertained you for so long before you thought the boredom would kill you so I was all too willing to oblige when Alice offered to give me a makeover.
She giggled when I ran up to her room faster then she did, I listened to her mind as she contemplated what to do with me. "You are too gorgeous for your own good," she laughed dancing over to her closet. She pulled out a pair of pants and handed them to me. "Try them on I need to figure out what size you are."
I took them and immodestly took off my pants and slipped the jeans on overtop of my underwear.
"Holy crap," she whispered at me in awe as we figured out they were several sizes to small and definitely needed to be hemmed.
I looked into her mind and realized how incredibly tiny I must be.
"Screw a makeover we need to go shopping," she laughed.
"I don't have very much money," I lied thinking of the platinum card Aro gave me before I left the castle.
Alice rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders, "I guess we'll have to do pedicures instead."
I raised my eyebrows quizzically and as she sauntered over to her shelf and pulled off a box of nail polish.
"I've never done this before," I admitted as Alice sat infront of me and grabbed my feet.
"I can only imagine," she mumbled as she stuck rolled up toilet paper between my toes and pulled I miniature paintbrush out of small jar full of paint.
She proceeded to paint my toe nails as I only stared in wonderment and how odd my neon orange toes looked.
"So, how old were you when you were changed?" Alice asked suddenly as she finished up my smallest toe on my left foot.
"I had just turned 15 and had run away from my family in France," I answered automatically.
"I'd love to hear the story if you ever feel the need to tell someone." She told me.
Unused to the wish of someone to hear something from me I answered automatically, "I grew up in France and when I was fourteen I married a man who I was arranged to marry since birth. He was twenty years older then me and smelled oddly like horse pooh. After marrying I was forced to have a child but six months in when I was fourteen I had a miscarriage."
Alice looked at me and I saw sadness in her eyes, "I'm so sorry," she whispered thinking of Rosalie.
I smiled gratefully at her, "I didn't want the child at first, I can only remember disdain for my new husband and my yearning to be something more then a housewife but as the child grew I felt it was the only thing worth living for, my husband ignored me and had more then one mistress, while I was left at home with no one I liked and nothing to do. And then I remember the blood, there was so much of it and I could do nothing but see my baby wash away in a sea of red. Then my parents disowned me and after being badly beaten by my husband I ran away to Italy where Aro found me and bit me, he was interrupted by attacking vampires and I was then imprisoned by him and kept hidden for hundreds of years."
Alice looked up at me from the painting of my toenails and I almost laughed at the look on her face.
"I can hardly remember it all, I don't even remember names except my own it's been centuries and that was when I was weak and human."
"Weak and human?" she asked, "Don't tell me you think thst crap about humans being unworthy and should be slaves is something you agree with is it?"
"What do you mean?" I asked quickly reading her mind and seeing that they were overly empathetic towards humans and that was why someone would become a vegetarian to begin with. "Of course not they deserve better I just meant I am stronger now and it was blurry."
She looked at my feet again reassured, and I smiled inwardly at my great spy skills.
I helped Alice get ready the next day as she had to go to school, she promised me a shopping trip for the afternoon and I was excited but knew it was also a test run for how I was around humans and I saw the worry in everyone's face as they left the house.
I thought I was home alone when I saw Demetri again, I ran down stairs with Wuthering Heights a book I had borrowed from Bella, one of the older Cullen Clan members. I was planning to read by myself in the library's far corner, which had a window seat. I bolted into the library and to my spot but stopped automatically when I saw his form sitting on the sill, reading a poetry book,
He looked up automatically and his glare made breathing stop.
"H-Hi" I stuttered "I didn't know you were here I'll go." His glare softened as he looked at me.
"It's okay," he replied softly. "I'll go." I looked up at his face that towered over me surprised and I made my confused look, which consisted of me tilting my head slightly and chewing on the side of my lip.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked calmly trying to sound nonchalant.
"No," he said "Why would you think that?" I thought about it for a second.
"You avoid me." I said sadly, "And glare at me, you don't seem to treat others that way either."
"He looked at me for a moment then replied. "You shouldn't be here it isn't right you were too close to the Volturi."
I made my confused look once again and he sighed sitting down once more.
"I know the Volturi hate us and I know you were loved by Aro, it doesn't make sense that you would sneak away right after being found out, if you were so upset you would have left sooner."
"I would have if I knew humans were slaves in the castle and Aro was an evil murderous cow."
He laughed in a way that made my knees weak.
"How old are you anyways?" he asked me and I sighed.
"623 years as a vampire." He whistled in amazement and I laughed. "I'm fifteen in human years though."
"Oh yeah, you look like you're six." He said
I scowled at the truth of his words and stuck out my tongue. "Maybe that was my power, innocence." He laughed at this.
"You were pregnant he laughed, definitely not innocent." I stopped smiling at that and crinkled my eyebrows.
"How'd you know that?" I asked suddenly. He stopped smiling too and I automatically tried to penetrate his mind but I could only hear it like it was a fuzzy radio signal and I scowled angrily.
"I have my ways but I gotta go I have…work." He ran from the room very suddenly and I was then left to think about Demitri.
I sat down-slumped is more like it- and I pulled my feet to my chest resting my head on my knees. I then got up to walk outside onto the porch. Demitri's face was envisioned in my mind once again and I yearned to run my fingers through his hair and feels his smooth skin against mine, I stopped though because I knew that could never happen, I was too young, a child.
