Ok, fourth chapter, I hope you enjoy, it's WAY predictable. But we shall see how long that lasts.
Just another thanks to all who review. You make me feel loved. And when Emily feels loved, she doesn't steal the meat out of the cooking room at school so that people cant cook with it. (I'm Vegan, and my Home Economics teacher is a Nazi- I do not do that because I have a problem with other people eating meat, because I don't, I just like to give my teacher a hard time). (So there for, it is your civic duty to rate and review, other wise, I can not be held accountable for my actions.)
Oh, I do not own Twilight, or Disneyland, or Jensen Ackles. But never fear, there is time yet for me to acquire them.
Ok, I'll shut up now…
(Song of the update: Hot in the dolls house- My Passion.)
Classes dragged by slowly, although, I barely registered what anyone was saying. I was thinking about throwing my shoe at the Trig teacher when the lunch bell finally rang.
On our way to the cafeteria, Edward looked anxious, as if he was considering letting me know something. A rare frown creased his brow as he loaded out tray with food.
We didn't speak, although the curiosity was eating away at me.
I moved towards our eating area, smiling at Angela when she cleared Jessica's books away from our usual seats.
Edward let out a nearly inaudible sigh from behind me, as he gently grasped my elbow and steered me towards an empty table at the end of the room.
He was still frowning as I sat down.
I looked at him, making my confusion evident.
As he put the tray down on the table, he gestured for me to start eating. I leaned back in my seat, stubbornly folding my arms, and looked at him.
We both stared at each other for a moment, neither backing down, or admitting defeat.
"You won't eat until I confess, will you?" It was barely a question. He knew me well enough to guess the answer.
I shook my head anyway, to further my point.
He sighed exasperatedly.
"I think." He stressed the think, "I might," again stressing the adverb "know something, about the whereabouts of our recently absent property…" he said the last part in a rush, I only just caught its meaning.
"Go on…." I squinted at him, like they do in those old gangster movies, when the mob boss thinks that Mikie is holding out on him. (No pun intended)
"Ok, Bella, I don't know for certain-" I cut him off rudely.
"So what you're saying is…." I squinted my eyes again, trying my hardest to look menacing, but probably only succeeding in making it seem like I needed to visit the optometrist. He only barley managed not to laugh.
"That you have a slight inkling of where my precious property has been book-knapped?"
"One could argue that yes" he stroked his chin, in a very Sherlock Holmes like gesture.
"And, one might also argue, that it would be wisest to tell said owner of this property, where, exactly, it resides, before she goes and gets bruises while trying to beat it out of you." My smile was sweet, despite the fact I had just said the last with my teeth clenched.
He shifted uncomfortably in his chair, an odd thing for a vampire to do.
"All I heard was Mike talking to himself about it on my way to form this morning. He had the books cover in his mind, and was thinking about how pretty you look with your hair like that." Seeing my expression he rushed to appease me. "I know, I know, he is a vile excuse for a human being, and-"
"Mike? Mike Newton?!"
Ooooooooooooo. I wonder…..
Hehe, no, that wasn't predictable at all……
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Until next time avid readers.
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