The place was filled with the stench of desperation and alcohol. Like I get this is a party but this was too much. Glancing around the room I saw a Jessica pretty much wrapping herself around Mike who looked very disturbed and a bit drunk in my opinion. The room was filled with noisy teenagers and none of them looked interesting to talk to. I followed Eric and Angela to the windows and observed my surroundings. Jessica's house was rather large compared to the house I shared with Charlie. It had dark brown wooden walls, which I found surprising since she was always so damn happy, the room has a two black couches that were centered in the room and a white shaggy carpet perfectly placed in between the couches. The room seemed very fancy like nothing could be out of place. I noticed that some of the tables has a thin coat of dust on them so I guessed that this room was only used for "special occasions"
"It happened one time!" I tuned into Eric and Angela's conversation just as he was making fun of Angela's poor balancing skills. A small smile formed as I jumped to Angela's defense.
"Aren't you the one who fell down the stairs at school because you were trying to get a picture of the school's pet rabbit who escaped?"
"In my defense I was focused more on the rabbit then stairs! At least I don't trip over my own feet" he directed that sentence to me with a huge smirk on his face. I dramatically clutched my heart and rolled my eyes.
"Hey Bella!" The three of us groaned as Mike finally saw us. Jessica shot daggers in my direction as I tried to hide behind Eric. It's been almost two years Mike wouldn't he have gotten the clue I wasn't interested? Nope.
"You actually came! I know you said you would but you're here! You're really here!" Mike came bounding over to us and I smiled politely while edging Eric in between us. Eric shot me a knowing look and a huge smile. I looked at him in horror. Don't you do it! I thought to myself.
"Oh Angela I could really use a drink what about you?" He smiled at me and winked. Traitor! I glared at him, he rolled his eyes. "Oh Bella forgot you were there! Want to get a drink with us?" You crafty devil!
"I would love something! We will see you around Mike!" I put on my best smile and trotted after Angela and Eric. I looked to Eric "I thought you were going to leave me!" I pouted and turned away.
"Leave you?" he asked dramatically "leave my best friend in the whole wide world besides Angela? I would never!" he chuckled to himself and I glared.
"Alright children what do you want to drink?" Angela nudged both of us in the direction of the drinks which apparently was all alcohol.
"Pass" Eric and I said in together. Angela agreed and just started another conversation with some people around us. I had been in Forks for nearly two years and I barely knew anybody. It certainly didn't help the fact that I locked myself in my room for like five months after spending a year with the out casted vampire clan. Forks is definitely an interesting place. Oh and werewolves, can't forget about the werewolves. Eric stated he had to use the restroom so Angela and I voted to observe the party from afar. We headed to three large glass windows away from everyone. Angela pulled out her trusty book, which she carries EVERYWHERE, and put in my silent headphones and looked out the window. The thing I loved about Angela was that she never questioned my needed space and loved her independent time just as much as I did. Don't get me wrong I loved spending time with people, even more before getting involved with that person but I needed some time to myself, a lot. I looked at Angela and without looking up handed me another book she was carrying, bless her. Without even looking at the cover I opened it and pretended to read. When I settled myself into the window sill I felt as though someone was staring at me. I looked around the room filled with people and didn't see anyone staring back at me. I turned towards the window and say him. A very pale man stood across the street staring. He seemed rather scrawny and his blonde hair seemed to gleam as the sun was starting to set. He wore a ripped pair of jeans and an orange sweatshirt of all things. I frowned at him, he smiled. I shivered as I felt chills run down my back. He didn't look like much of a threat but I sensed danger. Angela who I guess felt my attention shift looked out the window.
"Who is he?" She looked at me questioning.
"I don't know." I never broke eye contact with the man. Two cups were placed onto the window sill next to us. I broke contact to see who had placed them. Eric smiled down at Angela and I.
"Good news guys I found some water!" He gestured to the two cups rather proud. Angela congratulated him and I looked back out the window. The man was gone.
