Well, alright, now we go to the present, well the present in the story. If you have any suggestions for the story, just write a review and tell me (: And I'll consider them all! Also, would you like a chapter or few in someone else's POV, well, Edwards? Well, this chapter is just Edward and Bella getting settled in and all. All right, I'm sure you don't want to hear me ramble about stuff so, voila!
I quietly fumed in the passenger seat as Edward walked around the Volvo and opened my door. He extended a ghostly hand to me, and smiled a white smile.
Being the angry stubborn girl I was, I ignored his hand, and stepped less than gracefully out of the silver car, and walked out to the trunk. I pressed it open, but nothing. It was still locked. I glanced at Edward, but he was no where to be found.
"Stupid vampire." I muttered.
"What did I do?" a chiming voice answered. I knew that voice, I whirled around…
"Alice!" I squealed and hugged her; she reciprocated with an even tighter hug.
She let go all the sudden and I gasped for air. "Edward, Emmett you better not drop that! Esme took a long time picking that out and everything! I am going to call her first thing if you drop any of these things!" She screamed and I whirled around and saw Emmett and Edward holding a large squishy sofa at opposite ends. It looked like the one Edward had back in Forks in his room with the giant south window wall. I noticed the U-Haul and slapped myself for not noticing it.
Alice linked her arm with mine and walked with me to the back of the orange U-Haul, and pushed a medium and strangely light box into my arms. I looked in the back and saw a chestnut table, with matching chairs neatly stacked, tons of boxes of all sizes, and two squishy armchairs and even more boxes.
I took my box and followed tiny Alice and her two boxes. We walked up the stairs, passed Edward and Emmett and into a room marked 175, with the door opened. I walked in stunned, wondering what all those boxes in the U-Haul were for. The apartment was already almost filled. Little tables stood by the also placed on the ground, on top were candles and flower petals in square bowls.
"Alice,
why is there even a U-Haul when we have basically everything in
here?"
"Because, Edward and Esme agreed that this place
should be painted, and just some other stuff. I mean you need pots
and pans right? And besides, most of the boxes are Edward's CD's
and..." She stopped.
I wondered why she had stopped talking, but decided not to press the matter.
Edward and Emmett passed by us, each carrying a whooping 5 boxes, no doubt another testosterone fueled competition. I walked slowly down the stairs following Alice, who was 6 steps ahead of me. By the time we…I had gotten down all the stairs, the boys had already passed me three times, Alice trailing behind him. I reached the U-Haul and found three more boxes; I decided to aim for the smallest two, since the last box was giant, probably a plasma screen or another table. Emmett huffed past me and jumped into the truck yelling, "No way Eddiekins! You're not getting the last box, oh hey Bella!" It was the first time he had talked to me since his arrival.
"Hey Emmett!" but he didn't hear me, as he half jogged his way up the stairs. Out of nowhere, Edward came and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Hello, are you still mad?" his breath surrounded me, instantly casting a spell upon me and I inhaled it all in. Mad? Was I? I don't remember… I think I was… He chuckled, he knew he had won.
"Ye-es." I stuttered. "What's Alice doing?" I had realized I didn't see her before Emmett.
"Well,
she inside putting the furniture in, and everything."
"Oh,
shouldn't we go help?" I felt bad; she was doing all the work.
"No,
she's the only one who knows Esme planned for the place. I'm
going to take a wild guess that Emmett didn't pay attention. But
she's almost done; she's just working on the last touches on the
bedroom. Besides, she's not going to do all the work."
"What
do you mean 'not all the work'?"
"Well, we're going to paint the place. The place has a horrible pukey color to it."
I thought about it, and he was right, it was like green olives gone badly.
"Hey Bella, we have to get going okay?" Edward interrupted my thoughts.
"Why?"
"Well, we have an appointment with our counselors; we're getting our schedules planned and everything." He explained.
"Oh… and Alice?"
"We'll just let Alice finish up, I'm pretty sure she'll be done by the time we get back." And he led me to his Volvo. He went to the back of the car, opened it and took our luggage out, "Emmett! Get off your fat arse, and get this stuff. At least help a little."
"Little brother, you wouldn't think it was a fat 'arse' if I give you a lap dance! Besides, you're just jealous!" he retaliated.
Edward slammed the trunk, no doubt from Emmett imagining his butt in his head. An angry Edward came in the car, and shoved his keys in the ignition.
"I think you have a cute butt." I said quietly. He relaxed his muscles and his brow, and said "Thanks, I think you have a pretty cute one too." And smiled.
He drove out the complex, fast as usual.
Ten
minutes later, we pulled into the parking lot of Dartmouth. Edward
opened my door, and as soon as I got out, Edward growled.
"What?"
"Nothing. Just a annoying complication." And he pulled his arm around my waist, but a little too protectively, and locked the car, the horn causing me to jump.
Edward led me by the waist past many buildings. I stared at the ground, wondering what could cause Edward that much annoyance.
We walked up to a large brick clad building, labeled 'Administration', and Edward being the gentlemen he was, opened the door, and gestured me to sit down. He walked to a counter with a bored overly freckled woman with a giant 'VOLUNTEER - LILLY' pin stuck on her standing behind the counter. Lilly was slouched in her chair, snapping her gum lifelessly, and staring at the ceiling.
"Hello." Edward said.
She automatically perked up, she was probably early twenties, "Hello sweetheart, how may I help you?"
"We're here for our appointments."
"Oh, really, well, just sign in here, and sit down and I'll call you in." Lilly giggled, and handed him a pen, no doubt trying to touch his hand. I felt really uncomfortable, and I shifted in my seat. The ugly turquoise plastic squeaked and Edward turned and saw the uncomfortable look on my face. He signed our names quickly, but that lady was not going to give up without a fight.
"So are you new here?" Lilly asked, twirling her red hair.
"Yes."
"Oh, you're going to love it here." Her mouth emphasizing 'love'
"I bet I would..."
"I can give you tours if you like, you know, show you the buildings, your classes, the dorms…" she snapped her gum and stared into Edward's eyes. He turned and faced me, and said, "Excuse me, I am married, I have a wife, and she's sitting by herself."
Lilly glared at me, and snapped her gum again. She whipped out her fancy Sidekick and started texting furiously.
"What's she saying?" I whispered to Edward.
"Nothing important." But I knew he was lying. She was probably writing how she saw this amazingly hot guy while volunteering, and how he probably hit on her back (which was not true), and how his wife was holding him down. I sighed, get used to it Bella, its college, people are going to hit on your husband all the time.
Edward
heard me, "Bella, don't worry, I'm always yours until you don't
want me. Freckly isn't going to take you away from me, and if she
does she's going to fight to be even half as alluring as you are to
me."
"Okay." I looked at Lilly, she was putting makeup on.
I wish I had Alice teach me now. "What were you talking about, that
annoyance back in the parking lot?"
Edward opened his mouth, but before he said anything, the door opened, and Lilly with bright turquoise and green eye shadow, eyeliner, half done mascara, and bright pink lips said, "Isabella Swan…Cullen." She looked at me and glared at the ring on my finger. I was angry; I got up, gave Edward a kiss on the lips and walked towards her. She kept her eyes on my face and looked at me with malice.
"Door on the left." She spat at me.
I walked down a short hallway passed a water cooler, and another student. I walked, and got to the door that read, 'George Alexander' engraved on a gold plate.
I opened the door, "Hello, Ms. Swan."
"Hello, Mr. Alexander. It's Mrs. Cullen by the way" I squeaked.
"Oh no, just call me George, Mrs. Cullen." He replied suspiciously.
Alrighty I am done. (: Remember to tell me about any suggestions!