Chapter 4 – The Hour
Bella and Edward, grumpily trudged up the street leading to the slopes, dragging behind them a set of ski's and poles each. They each had a pair of ski boots on their feet, clearly designed for the wearer to experienced A LOT of pain. The rest of the trip had gotten a bus up to the slopes, Mrs. Austen, no doubt for her own amusement, had forced them to walk the mile hike, because of there display at breakfast this morning.
It had been quite mild (compared to some of Bella and Edward's usual fights) some curse words had be exchanged and a few pieces of cereal had been thrown that was all. Yet Austen had refused to let up, much to their chagrin.
They reached the slope, 35 minutes after everyone else. Mrs. Austen was waiting for them at the bottom of the first slope, arms folded smiling smugly at the two red faced teens.
"Nice of you to finally, join us" Bella and Edward glared "You will start on this slope and move on when you think you are ready, the rest of the group have teams and instructors since you were so late, you haven't been assigned a formal instructor as such. However, if you such need help, or God forbid one of you gets hurt by something that wasn't inflicted by the other" Austen stressed, "Javier, is the slopes medic. He lives in the cabin closest to the slope" she said, pointing at what looked like a run down shack. "Try not to kill each other, I will see you later" Austen left with that parting statement.
Bella sighed, clipping her boots into place, she started towards the slopes, not caring to look back for Edward. Her followed her begrudgingly keeping his eyes trained on his feet/skis not wanting to make an ass out himself.
After getting use to the slopes Edward and Bella found themselves in a cable car, sitting at opposite ends and looking out of opposite windows. The awkward silence filling the tension. Neither was use to being in such close proximity to one another with throwing insults at each other. Edward could see Bella out of the corner of his eye. She was resting her forehead against the cold window, eyes closed, humming under her breathe. She was shaking slightly, Edward wondered if she was afraid of heights, before realizing he didn't care.
BANG!
The car stopped suddenly. Throwing Bella and Edward across the car into the glass. They crumpled into heaps on the floor. Before rolling back across to the opposite side as the car steadied itself. The tannoy crackled "Sono spiacente di informarlo che che ci è stato una difficoltà tecnica, esso non è serio. Gli chiediamo che per rimanere calma, le automobili dovrebbero muoversi ancora en ora prossima o così. Grazie per la vostra cooperazione"
"I am sorry to inform you that there has been a technical difficulty, it is not serious. We ask you to remain calm, the cars should be moving again in the next hour or so. Thankyou for your co-operation" Bella translated effortlessly, Edward snapped his head up.
"I didn't know you spoke Italian" He said, in slight awe.
Bella shrugged, and smiled shyly. "There's a lot you don't about me".
Edward paused and contemplated this before realizing it was true. He sat up straighter. "Well, you may as well tell me we have a hour or so to kill and just think whatever you tell me I'll be able to use as ammunition for our next fight" he smiled sarcastically. Before settling into a more comfortable position. This would be the most boring hour of his life. He had already decided there was nothing of interest that goody goody Swan could tell him, that would shock him. How wrong he was!
It's short again, I no!!! Please please please don't kill me. My exams are coming up and I'm revising like crazy, I'll do my best to update asap. But I NEED PEOPLE TO REVIEW. Please please please review. Otherwise, the incentive to update isn't there.
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