***Him and I***
Chapter3: Friends in high places and the singsong voice of green
When I finally got on the plane, all morbid thoughts aside, so tired of crying for so long that as soon as I got into the seat, I drifted into a dream land filled with green eyes and wide dimpled smiles and shiny spiky hair. I awoke about an hour into a flight, realizing that the burly guy that was talking to Mr. Gorgeous was seated 2 seats away in a 3 seat section, with me at the window. He was cute with deep dimples, just like the other one but he was a walking contradiction: bit more cute and cuddly than the other, quite intimidating but still really handsome. In between us there was a young girl, maybe my age but with a younger face and more childlike features. She was very pretty though she looked like an angry punk rocker mixed with a flower child pixie with spiky flared hair, like she was wearing a helmet, suited her well though. She was dressed in black strappy combat boots (love them!) with skilfully ripped bright tights seemingly homemade, and a bright pink tee, woven through a black one or maybe the black was woven through the pink, woven into some kind of rose shape but I'm not sure because it's nothing I've ever seen before. She had music festival bands up her arm (the type made from bright coloured material not a strip of plastic), some old and worn and faded, some newer and bright. I recognised a few because I had always wanted to go with nowhere near the courage to ask my mom.
When she noticed I had woken up, she offered me a warm smile, and a greeting and I reciprocated. She introduced herself as Mary-Alice and declared she hated it, and then insisted on Alice. I laughed and tried to imitate her zest, if only because I felt lifeless in my fatigue. I introduced myself as Isabella then laughed again when I insisted she call me Bella because I found it hilarious I had managed to sit next to the one other person who hated their name too, or at least part of it.
When it came time for the cabin crew to bring on the munchables, we both laughed at how excited we got, not just Alice and I but Emmett, Alice's oldest brother I had learned, too. Alice whispered to me "Emmett eats like a caveman who never sat at a table and never enjoyed a meal before and had to hunt and kill the damn animal too, cause that's the only way you can work up that big of an appetite!" though I suspect she wanted him to hear her when he laughed, snorted and lifted up his hands and said, "well if you thinking that gets me more food, I'm all for it. By the way does that mean I get half of yours? You know they give such tiny portions!" We all laughed out loud and just then the food arrived, with Emmet choosing beef, Alice choosing fish and me choosing chicken. The air hostess laughed the array we had chosen and suggested we each have a bit of each, Alice joked that she had no problem sharing with me but that Emmett had ulterior motives and we would get the short end of the stick. Emmett laughed and said she already had. I had to laugh at that one, standing proudly and fiercely at 5 foot 4; she was almost a full 2 inches shorter than me, standing not so tall at 5 foot 6. Emmett towered over us both with more than 6 inches to his muscular frame. I tried to imagine Emmett's muscular frame with Alice's tiny size, the thought made me giggle. I whispered to Alice what I was thinking and she snorted a laugh he looked at us quizzically and continued eating.
I knew this would be a start of a great friendship. Alice asked for my number as the plane doors opened, we exchanged phone numbers and promised to keep in contact. We walked to the baggage claim together discussing plans for the summer. Alice invited me to go partying in Seattle when I got the chance.
I had learned that we had some similar tastes in music… that being almost everything. She had an inkling for rock and a little bit of pop, some old school hip hop and R&B, bachata and reggeton, electro and trance and a whole lot of euro-dance. It's what we both liked and we knew it would give us more to talk about. We never exchanged addresses, guess it just never came up, I didn't think she'd know where Forks was in any case, people in bustling cities like Seattle scarcely ever remember the names of little towns, especially not ones they are not likely to travel to.
She felt like that summer would be the summer of trace clubs and trance parties, because what better way to spend your day than listening to psy-trance all through the night. "We're bringing back raves, as if they've left, in the middle of nowhere, this flower child in me loves. I'm fighting the urge to stop, start booming the psychedelics and start a party right here. Though I don't think TSA would approve and I'm in no mood to get arrested."
***HIM AND I***
As I exited the baggage claim terminal I saw my uncle Charlie and Grandma Marie, I had greeted Alice and her family had already left the airport while I searched for mine in the hordes of people waiting.
We drove to Forks but I'd managed to sleep all the way to Folks. When we gotten home, I pulled out my phone to call my mom and realized I had a text from Alice telling me she hoped I'd arrived safely and that I should call her when I got time and to if we could meet up the following weekend for coffee in Port Angeles which wasn't as far from Forks as Seattle and before she forgot to mention that she was glad we met. I wondered to myself how long it had taken her to type that message because if it was half as quickly as she spoke it would have been a flash.
I decided I'd call her after I called my mom, so she wouldn't worry, and when I did she answered on the first ring sounding groggy, she was asleep, but had answered anyway, I let her know I was safe and she murmured her responses trying to stay awake, for me at least. I said goodnight and told her I missed her, and then we hung up. I'd speak to her when she woke up. I called Alice next and she answered after a few rings, she screamed my name into the phone and Emmett grabbed it from her, she laughed and there was some commotion which involved Emmett yelling "you'd think she was a lesbian the way she's been vibrating since we left you, cool it hot one!" some more commotion ensued with Emmett shouting for his manhood, leaving the phone to drop to the ground. Alice picked it up and she sounded like she ran away, then a door slammed shut and she Exclaimed that she had kicked him in the balls softly though, can you kick a guy in the balls softly? I just laughed. We spoke for a while longer and then it was lights out for me too! Today was too tiring for me, such a rollercoaster of emotions! And I had had enough and somehow wanted it to last too.
***HIM AND I***
A blur, a green eyed haze, flashing browns and reds, smoldering, singing to me. His voice smooth and silky like the way he had spoken, not too deep, sinking into my bare flesh, in a house of glass misting the windows. Sweet serenity, killing me softly. Playing with my emotions so tenderly. And worst.
"For so long I have dreamed of a world of you and I, Knowing you would always be there for me. Now I'm not so sure, my faith is shaken, baby this commemoration, of a time we used to share, before life got so sad.
"Sorry is too hard to say, let me prove we have a future, be my best friend not my lover, we can prove it to the world and to each other, I'm meant to be with you, baby…"
Years & Years' "Desire" wakes me up and I'm cranky as all hell until I realize where I am, probably the only time that song hasn't woken me up happy. It's my final alarm clock. I have 4, each with a different song, each set to snooze if need be, but I never let them snooze, in fact, I never even remember switching them off at all. The First is generic, that Samsung tone because I never remember hearing it. The 2nd is Prince Royce's "Extraordinary", It never truly wakes me but it eases me out of sleep pretty well, soft and soothing, one of my favorites on his new album, I almost always remember hearing it, I just never remember putting that one off. The 3rd is Shane Filan's "Knee deep in my heart", I know it sounds a bit like Irish folk music or something akin to that but I absolutely adore it. If I'm in a particularly good mood and particularly well rested, this is the song I'm usually up by. I'm not generally a morning person… but my attitude in the morning doesn't suck either.
***HIM AND I***
I woke up to 2 little weirdos jumping up and down on top of me. Shouting at the top of their lungs, giggling the way little children do, when they see their favorite plaything. The one is my cousin's daughter and the other is actually my cousin, though a different much younger cousin. They giggle that I'm back and now we can play all day so I laugh at their enthusiasm and playfully kick them out so I can get back to sleep, its only six am and their as chipper as they come. I think of the dream I've just had but it's so unnerving that I don't remember much of it… just the way it's made me feel.
I decide to call it quits at almost seven thirty, I just can't go back to sleep, thinking I might go down for a run. As I walk down the stairs I hear a familiar voice in deep conversation discussing a girl she had met yesterday with my cousin, when I reach down stairs I realize it's my cousin Rosalie chatting to Alice of all people
Rose jumps up to hug me and kiss my cheek; she hadn't been here when I arrived. She had been out with her boyfriend. Queue light bulb moment when Emmett walks in and suddenly my filtration system is obliterated, I suddenly jump and say, maybe more like screech " Emmett's your boyfriend?", finally feeling as though my brain put the pieces together like a 5 year old finishing her first jigsaw by herself, suddenly feeling self-conscious in my hot shorts and baggy t-shirt. He laughs and grabs me in a hug as Rose giggles that I must be the new friend she heard so much about, he laughs out a "yup", popping the 'p' then yells that I need pants and I feel like I've known him for years, so I start to laugh and show my blatant defiance by going to the kitchen for cereal, Alice and Rose just laugh at the entire situation.
How is it possible that you could know someone for one day and feel like you've known them you're entire life, or know someone for so long and barely know them at all?!
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I Miss My Mom more right now!
