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Chapter 3: Google it
I woke with a start. I couldn't remeber what my dream had been about, but all I remember is seeing eyes the color of oynx, pale and white skin, and a flicker of bronze. When I remembered this, I knew exactly what I had been dreaming about. Or, should I say whom?
The day was extremely sunny...well, at least for Forks it was. It was about seventy degrees outside. I decided to wear my jeans. It wasn't weather to be going out in shorts. When I was finished getting ready, I looked at my alarm clock. I was going to be late. I took a red apple from the basket in the middle of the table, and ran to the front door. I was very surprised I hadn't slipped already. When I opened the door, I knew I was right about how I dressed. It wasn't hot enough for shorts. Though I wished it was. I loved the sun, and the heat. In New York, we had both perfect white winters, and perfect sunny summers. It was nice. Most of the time it was a bit chilly in the air, but not to much. New York had the perfect temperatures. Abit chilly in the spring, because it was recovering from winter. Hot in the summer, chilly and getting colder in the fall, and perfect in the winter. It was soft snow. Not like the snow over here. Over here, it was slushier. Because of all the wet.
My car's new paint almost shined in the sun. As I got in, I put my bags down and put the radio on and then put some music in. Aerosmith. Yes...I loved Aerosmith. It was one of my favorite bands. I listened and sang along with the chorus, and bobbed my head abit to the music. When I got to school, the parking lot was almost full. I was probably late. I turned off the music, and hurried out of the car door. I couldn't help myself from glancing around the parking lot. But I didn't spot a shiny silver volvo. I wanted to talk to Edward. Ask him why he wasn't very friendly yesterday. But then again, that just may make him angrier. I turned around again, and walked into the school building. There was still some people in the hallways. I reached for my cell phone in my pocket, and checked the time. I wasn't late. I was here five minutes before class started. I shouldn't had pushed my car to go faster than it was supposed to. It only went about sixty miles per hour, and I had tried to make it go faster. I sighed and walked to my locker that had been assigned to me yesterday. I quickly put my books away, and hurried to class.
When it finally got to the time of day, that we ate, I rushed to the cafeteria. I glanced at the back table where his family should be sitting. My heart sank, and I knew a frown appeared on my lips. I glanced around the whole room now, trying to find atleast one last hope to seeing him and talking to him at lunch, with no interuptions like class. None of his family was anywhere to be seen. The rest of lunch time flew by. As Jessica, Emily, and a girl named Abby ( who had been sick yesterday, when I arrived) sat, talking, talling my strories. I tried to listen, but just couldn't keep my mind away from Edward. So, I decided to just try and reply the right answers at the right time. I ohhed and ahhed at the right places, and nodded my head a couple of times. Then, Emily and I were left alone, while Jessica and Abby had gone to the bathroom.
"Emily...Do you know where the Cullens are? I found it weird they aren't here today." I said, looking as innocent as possible.
"The Cullens usually spend their sunny days outside, they go camping and stuff." She said. "Why do you ask?"
"Just curious." I said, looking away. Thankfully, she let it drop. I knew that if Jessica was there when I had asked Emily, she would have thought it suspicious.
I looked at Emily's shorts.
"I like your shorts." I said, blankly. I really did, it's just that I thought it was silly to where shorts in this weather. Of course, for them, this was hotter than usual. And less wet than usual aswell.
"Thanks!" She answered sweetly. She turned away smiling, obviously she was happy by my compliment.
Biology was my last hope. As I walked in the room, and glanced at his empty seat, I was truly disapointed. He wasn't here all day. Not even his sibblings were here. I sat through biology in silence, not talking to Tyler, even when he tried to talk to me. It was a good thing the teacher kept out hands and minds busy. We had to keep on writing notes. And writing. And writing. My wrist hurt when I finished writing each page. By the end of class, my hands needed to have a massage, and the bump on my middle finger was bigger. But I didn't complain. At least this excercise kept my mind off Edward. And his perfection. His hatred towards me. His beautiful sister that I wished I could be like. Because she gets to sit with him in the front seat. Next to him. Even if she was with Emmett, I couldn't help but be jealous, of that one casual moment that she had with him, beside him.
I thought about this when I was packing up to get out of the room, and go to gym. Tyler skidded to a halt beside me.
"What's up?" He said. He looked like an anxious puppy. A puppy who was waiting for a treat.
"Nothing really." I replied.
"So, what do you think about going to La Push next weekend? Or maybe just a get together in Port Angeles or something?"
"Sounds like fun actually." I said, surprised. Then I remembered. Beaches weren't sunny over here. And the way he said it...Were we going to be alone? I knew that Tyler liked me, by the way he acted yesterday, and at lunch earlier, but...did he really think that I would agree to be alone with him after knowing him for about...two days total. Maybe Edward I would, but that was just my sick, obsessed mind, throwing itself at a god.
" Cool! Jessica and Emily will be there. So will Abby, and Taylor." He said. "Me, Eric, Mike and Ryan are going too." I remembered these names from somewhere. Then, I remembered where I remembered them from. The lunch table. They were all like Tyler. Trying to talk to me, and alittle to eager for my liking. I totally had forgotten them, because I was so absorbed in Edward. How sick was that?
"Sounds cool. A week from this weekend though? I might be away." I lied. I just didn't feel like going somewhere this weekend. It was to early after my first week of school here.
"Where will you be going?" He sounded disapointed.
" My mom, she might want me to visit her in Europe or something."
"Your mom lives in Europe?" He asked, wide-eyed. His mouth was left open, his jaw dropped.
"Yes...that's why I live with my aunt." I replied. I looked at the clock. "We're going to be late for gym..." I said, hurrying to get out of the room, and to my locker. I wanted to get my gym clothes out, but Tyler wouldn't stop talking to me. I forgot my combination numerous times.
When I finally got my locker open, I was in pain. I hadn't realized that my leg was in the locker's way. When I opened it, in a hurry, it banged against my knee, making it go numb, and making me go falling. I am so stupid.
"Oh my god! Liza, are you okay?" Tyler chuckled.
"I'm fine." I answered, bluntly. I was angry. At him and at myself. If he wouldn't have been talking, and making me forget my combination, I wouldn't have hurried, therefore, I wouldn't have hit my knee with my locker. I was mad at myself for paying any attention to him when I was in a hurry, and not remembering that I had to keep my knee away from my locker.
I was also mad at my locker. It had gotten stuck, for no reason. I had to get the malfunctioning locker?
I got up, slowly, and limped to gym. My knee still felt kind of numb, and I knew that, by how hard the locker had hit me,my leg would be bruised in the morning. I usually didn't get many bruises. My skin was pretty tough, and hard to puncture, or wound. And if I did get any, I usually forgot where they were from, because I fell down, tripped, and hit myself often.
The gym teacher let me get off easy. I just sat down in a chair, with a bag of ice to my knee, and watched everyone do their form lines. I sat, and silently laughed at what some of the form lines they had to do. They looked hilarious. I had a good time just sitting there. Until they told the students to go out side and play some soccer and baseball, and some other sports. My fun was over. And I sat there alone in the gym. I decided to start on some of my homework. I took my calculator out and started with math, then went to social studies, English, and Spanish. This was all done in about thirty minutes. I had finished most of my homework in class.
I pulled out a book we had to be reading in English. I had already read it numerous times, but I read it again anyway. I was done before the students came in, sweating from outside. Was it really that hot? I asked Tyler. He said it was a little hot, but they had to run the whole track about ten times each person. And they had been timed. I was suddenly glad I hurt my knee today. I would have probably tripped over myself and given myself a concussion.
Today had been a long day. With no sign of any of the Cullens, and my knee injury, I was tired out. All I had wanted was to talk to Edward. Ask him why he didn't like me. I had to find out what was wrong with him. What was wrong with me.
When I arrived home, I sat outside with my favorite collection of books. I read through some of them, and then, without thinking, I let my head fall on my banket that I had layed outside, and I fell asleep.
I felt a cool breeze. But it wasn't a breeze anymore. It was covering me. My whole body. I tried to escape from its grasp. But it held on tight to my wrist. And then I heard a snap. My wrist snapped, and the bone was basically out from it's socket, and in the air. The bone ad punctured my skin, and the tip of it came out. I heard a blood-curddling scream, and laughter. It was incredible. The pain in my wrist, the cold that was over my body. And by then, I felt something take my other wrist in its cold hands. I looked over, to see a man, with white blonde hair, tied back, biting my wrist. His eyes were hungry, his teeth in my wrist felt cold. He was the one that had covered me. He was the one that hadn't let me escape. Then, he took his head back up, his eyes deeply sunk in his head, oynx black, his mouth covered in blood. My blood. He smiled at me. His teeth were covered with my blood. I gulped.
"Don't worry Jamie...I won't hurt you..."
I almost screamed from fright when I woke up. Someone had been poking my side, trying to get me to wake. Jeanette looked up from where she was poking.
"Are you okay sweetie?" She asked, nervous.
"I didn't mean to wake you, It's just that I got pizza." She looked at me and then smiled. It wasn't that devilish smile I had seen before. Thank God.
The next day, I woke with a start almost a minute before my alarm started to go off. Jeanette had already left, and I was getting ready for school. I ate my breakfast calmy and then looked at my phones clock. I wasn't going to be late today. I calmly entered the car, clearly in no hurry, and put it in reverse. As I backed out of the driveway, I couldn't help but think of that horrible dream I had had yesterday. I felt like I was forced to look behind me, which was probably a normal instinct. But I drove in a daze. The man seemed familiar, but then he didn't. It was so strange. I've had premonition before, something like deja vu. And this felt like one of those dreams. Like this was really going to happen to me.
"But why did he bite me?" I asked myself aloud. It felt better to hear noise over my engines rumble. I put on Aerosmith again, but then decided that I should but KISS instead. Aerosmith just wasn't what I wanted to listen to now.
What I hadn't noticed before was that it wasn't sunny. But now I noticed.
"Maybe Edward will be a school..." I whispered to myself. My heard gave a leap at me saying his name. I said his name again outloud. This time, I said it with his last name.
"Edward Cullen." I said, quietly to myself. My heart gave another leap, and I was sure I would have started hyperventilating if he had said my name. I had a heart pulpitation when I even just imagined him saying my name. I decided to stop daydreaming. It wasn't right to do this. It was very silly to even think that he would talk to me today. He didn't want to the last time we had met. It didn't seem like it was only two days ago, the day before yesterday. It seemed like it was longer than that. Way longer...
By the time I stopped thinking of him, I was already in English. I sat down in my seat, and waited for class to begin.
"Ok, well...everyone get up from their seats, and go to the back of the room." Mrs. Dyer said to the class. We all gathered our things, and did what she had instructed. I noticed a few people I knew, and recognized some faces. There was Mike, and Ryan, they were going to the beach next weekend, I remembered. They sat at our lunch table, so I could remember who they were. I saw some girl with light brown hair that had waved to me in the hallways, and I saw Brittania. Brittania?! Did that mean that Edward was here too? They were sibblings. But maybe he was out sick. My heart sank as fast as it had begun to flutter before.
"Ok, Dan and...Alison, sit over there. You can join them too Mike..." Mrs.Dyers voice droned on, and I blocked it out until I heard a familiar name.
"Liza, you and Britt can sit over there." Who was Britt? Brittania went to the seat Mrs.Dyer had been pointing at, and I followed. She was a bit taller than I was. Only by about half an inch. But still, I felt small next to her. Especially her beauty. It frustrated me again, when I remembered her next to Edward. And then, I felt absurd, thinking about some boy, that had barely talked to me, and I had only seen once, like I was in love with him. How could I ever fall for a boy like him? Someone who had treated me horribly about two days ago? I felt angrier, but then, using self control, I calmed myself down quickly. I was already sitting next to Britt, when I noticed she held her hands clenched up abit, and then released them. She looked at me, brushed her beautiful gold hair behind one ear, and started to talk to me. Her pale face skin was clear, like the rest of the Cullens, of any blemish. Her red-tinted lips moved in a graceful way, like her body had the first time I had seen her.
"Hello..." She whispered softly, so Mrs.Dyer can not hear us talking. "I'm Brittania. But, call me Britt!" She said cheerfully. I smiled at her.
"Liza." I whispered soflty. "Oh, actually, Jamie, please call me Liza!" I said, smiling even wider. It was easy to talk to her. Easier than I thought. There was only one empty eat next to us, and no every person had a seat. So Britt and I put out stuff on the empty desk, and giggled when we went to do it at the same time. English passed very fast. I had made friends with Brittania, which was good. Maybe she would invite me to sit at her table today. But she hadn't at the end of class. My heart sank abit. So much for being able to sit right next to Edward. My obsession was starting to get sickening. Even to me.
The rest of the day went by slowly, as usual. I went to Spanish, with Jessica and Eric, (who I just noticed today was in my Spanish class). I was with Emily in history, which again, I hadn't noticed her before today. Becca and Vishal were also in my history class, and trig. They had been snickering at me, and pointing, whispering under their breaths, everytime the teacher looked away. Was this really what I deserved for participating in gym. In history, Emily told them to back off. But it trig, I had no help from Jessica. She appeared not to notice them. Appeared to atleast, but I was sure that I had seen her smirk when she turned away from me.
Finally it was time for lunch. When I got to the lunch line, to buy myself some food, I saw Britt, Edward, and the rest of the Cullens at the table the sat at the first day I was here. Britt waved at me, and Edward let his eyes wander in the dirction Britt was looking. When he saw me, he looked at me curiously again. And then he looked down, ignoring me.
"Cullen is looking at you..." Jessica said bitterly, when we sat down.
"Does he look mad...or curious about something?" I asked.
"No. He just is staring at you." She replied.
"Oh..." I said, looking up from my lunch. He sat there, looking at me, and then, with his finger pointer finger, he signaled for me to come. So did Britt. She was smiling. I couldn't help but smile either.
"Does he mean you Liza?" Her surprise insulted me. But I still smiled, and shrugged her insult off.
"I'm going to go. Is that ok, Do you guys want me to sit with you?" I asked. I didn't want to anger them. Though I had to admit, even if they didn't want me to go, I'd go any way.
"Go ahead!" Emily and Abby answered together, giggling. They seemed excited for me.
"I think he wants to tell you something mean. The way he gestured to you kind of implied it." Taylor said. I wondered how much she wanted to be me right now.
" Me too." Jessica said in agreement.
" Don't be silly guys! Liza, you go on ahead, it's ok!" Abby said, happily.
I have only talked to Edward and knew him for a day, and he looked happy to invite me in. Maybe, he was mad at someone else. Maybe Britt had told him that I was nice, and I should sit with them today. Her new friend. But it did feel weird, being invited in, only after a day of know them. This was my third day at this new school after all. I still was being stared at. Maybe they were just curious to see who I was, and invited me over, noticing my intrest in them. Maybe they wanted to talk to me, just to see what I'd tell them. The second I was a foot near the table, I felt unnecessary calmness wash over me. I was slightly confused. It didn't affect at all how I felt, but I just felt it around me. I looked at Jasper, with curious eyes. I had remembered what Jessica had said, about Jasper. That you feel completely calm around him, and want to spill your guts to him. But the calmness wasn't affecting me at all. It was only around me. The atmosphere was calm, but I still felt nervous about being able to talk to Edward again.As I sat down, I saw Jasper look at me with curious eyes and saw him move his lips so fast that I wasn't sure that I hadn't imagined it. No sound came out from his mouth, so I decided it was just my wild imagination, or the trick of the light.
"Hello Liza..." Britt had said. "This is Emmett my boyfriend, Jasper, my brother and his girlfriend Alice-" Alice looked angry at something. Had I done something wrong? Did she not want me here? I then thought that I should stop worrying about what others think about me, and start worrying abour what I thought of myself. Jasper gave me a boyish grin when my eyes flickered to his. And Edward stiffened up abit, his eyes flickered to Jasper. Jasper seemed to notice, and looked down at his shoe. His back slouched too. It looked like he should be blushing, but I didn't see him blush at any moment that he was doing this. Mean while Britt was saying a little fact about each of her sibblings. And then she said his name.
"And thats Edward." My heart skipped a beat, and all of them looked at me. I blushed abit, and looked down. I didn't want them to be looking at me. They all turned to face me at the same exact time. Had they heard my heart? Was it that loud?
They all turned away, and Emmett was smirking. Edward looked at Emmett and elbowed him. It looked like they were having a slient conversation. I hoped to God it wasn't about how they heard my heart, and were making fun of me. Though, Edward seemed alittle embaressed too. Then I was sure that it wasn't about me. It was about somthing between Emmett and Edward.
"So, Liza...Edward here-" My heart skipped again, and they all looked at me, smirking abit. Edward and Alice were the only ones that looked away. Alice looked angry. Edward looked down at his shoe, suddenly intrested in it's lace.
I calmed my heart down, and I felt another wave of calm hit around me. But not me. Jasper then looked up curiously again. I let myself calm my heart down.
" Wanted to talk to you-" Uh oh. " about what he had missed in biology yesterday." She finished. I sighed in relief.
"Oh, well...I dunno really." I put the two words "don't" and "know" together into a slur often. It was a habit. weird one, but none the less a habbit. I forced my mind to focus. My thoughts were flying everywhere. "I wasn't paying attention to anything in biology yesterday." I was to busy thinking about your gorgeous brother, Edward. My heart didn't skip a beat when I thought of his name this time. Maybe when it was spoken outloud it would. I promised myself that I would try to keep my heart the same, without skipping, the whole time I was sitting here. It seemed like the Cullens could all hear it.
Edwards body shifted next to me. And I was sure that he could feel the electricity too. Because the second he shifted his body, and the second I felt the electricty, he moved again, this time, farther away from me. I slouched abit, and then straighened up. I didn't want to stand out too much. The Cullens looked like they had naturally perfect posture.
I saw Edward sneak a quick glance at me. When I caught him, he just looked away. I could tell that Jasper was saying something with his eyes, to Edward. Well, at least it seemed so to me. Edward nodded, apollogetically in reply to Jasper.
"I'm so confused..." I breathed under my breath, slouching again.
"Don't be." Answered Emmett. How could he hear me? He was on the opposite end of the table, then where I was, and was across from me. How could he have heard what I had said under my breath? I saw Jasper glare at Emmett. Could Jasper know that I was feeling confused and a little weird about Emmett, not to mention the rest of the family.
"Well...How can I not. You guys are talking without actually...verbally talking. Its like you guys can read each other's minds or something." They all glanced at Edward quickly. Too quickly, that I wasn't sure if it was just another trick of the light.
" Well...since we live together...we just can understand what each other means, when we look at each other. Its weird. Just search it on the net or something. It think it's called sibbiling telepathy..." Edward said, trying to explain in a smooth tone.
"But you guys aren't related. The only thing you guys have in common is your pale skin." I replied.
"Well...it's just because we live near each other and all." Edward said, in his dazzling velvet voice.
"I've lived near my parents for fifteen to sixteen years, and I can't know what they are thinking when they just give me one look, and a shrug." I protested. Emmett started to grin, Britt, was looking around, Jasper was looking at his shoe again, and Edward's green eyes that were turning into gold, were looking into mine. We faced each other now. He was only 6 inches up from my face, and a foot away. Again. He breathed in deeply, and Jasper looked up,tense.
"Just...just google it." He said bluntly, and then turned away. Jasper looked down again, relaxed.
"It doesn't sound like it's true..." I said to him. And then we both dropped it. I had gotten the last word.
Biology was next. I looked forward to it. Edward was here now, and we had an intresting disscussion at lunch. I knew I was sickly obbsessed, and it was scaring me. Not his family, because they were weird. But not scary like how Jessica said. I was scared of the reason I liked Edward. That was because I didn't even know the reason why I liked Edward. We hadn't even had a normal conversation. We had a debate. That's not normal, to like someone who has a different opnion than you do. And of course, the second of electricity we had had together. I was a hundred percent sure that he had felt it too.
I hoped we would be dissecting something. I was so strange. I hated the smell of blood, but I liked to dissect things. And I was obssessed with a boy I had only known for about a day, and a lunch period. But that didn't matter. We were dissecting things, to my delight, it was going to be a frog. Thankfully, they didn't make us cut their heads off before they were dead. I protested against that in New York. You can dissect thm, as long as they died from natural causes. They gave us the tools, and let us play around with the frog. I frowned. Mine looked slimy, and disgusting. We didn't even have gloves. Edward noticed my expression.
"You can have mine if you want." He said. "Oh, and you might want to put your hair up, You don't want to get frog in it." He smiled a dazzling, white-toothed, crooked smile. My breath caught. He thought it was because I was disgusted by the idea of frog slime in my hair. My breath caught because of his smile. "That happened to Britt once. She just laughed it off though." He smiled again. It wasn't a crooked smile though. I liked the crooked one he gave before. This one was just a half-hearted smile. The one before was just so...
"Thanks for the advice." I said, snapping bacl to reality. I went to my right wrist, and took a thin black rubber-band-like hair tie, and put my hair up in a high pony tail. The hair reached down to a place right above my waist, right in the middle of my back, but a bit upwards. My hair was very long and when it is styled down, it goes down to my waist.
"You have really long hair...Is it naturally straight?" He asked.
"No, it's naturally curly. Well...not really curly. Wavy-curly-ish." I said, smiling to him. He smiled back.
" I have naturally straight-ish wavy." He chuckled. He was having fun with what I had said before. "Do you want my frog? Yours looks like it'll bleed pus." He said, frowning.
"Are you sure you want my frog? Do you think you can handle it?" I challenged. His eyes lit up.
" I think I can stomach anything. I don't mind blood." He said this like it was an inside joke." But I like to switch it up once in a while, have pus instead." He smiled his crooked smile again. I was confused by what he was saying. He sounded weird when he said he didn't mind blood.
"Ok then...If you can stomach it." I said, making a face when my eyes glanced at the frog that was basically bleeding pus.
"It must taste delicious...don't you think?" He joked. But he sounded more sarcastic, like he was willing to eat it raw, if it wasn't like that.
"I don't get it..." I said, my expression confused.
"Good...your not supposed to." He said, while he was switching his frog with mine. We went to do the same thing at the same time. My hand accidently touched his. His skin was hard, and cold. But my skin was left with the same electric feeling I had before, where We had touched. He pulled away almost a mili-second later.
"Sorry." We bother said at the same time. I put my hand behind my back, and let him switch the frogs.
It relaxed me, to watch him dissect the frog, after I was done. I finished, and pulled my nose plug off. I had asked for one from the teacher before I started. You could tell I was the daughter of a surgeon. But you could also tell that from Edward too. He finished a minute after I did.
"Is your father a doctor too?" I asked.
"Carlisle, yeah. But Esme stays home. Carlisle works Fork's hospital, actually."
"Should I google him too? I'll probably see him often, I am very clumsy." I teased.
"You can if you want." He said, laughing. His smiled the crooked smile that made my heart skip a dozen beats in a row. He was dazzling. But, his smiled didn't reach his eyes. Maybe he didn't like me making fun him. Maybe he didn't like it that I was still thinking about that whole "family telepathy" debate that I had won at lunch. But hearing him say google at lunch was great. The way his mouth shaped the words he says stuns me.
I ignored the fact that his smile didn't reach his eyes. His dazzling, green eyes. Green like mine, but not the same shade. His where more like emerald, brighter than mine. Mine had a gray tint to it, that made them look a little blue at the same time. And I had spots of brown in my eyes as well. He had gold spots. My eyes changed by year, the color would turn into a brown, hazel or maybe even a blue. But it looked like his were premanent. I could see the green turning into a gold, like I had before. Maybe his eyes changed from day to day...That would explain why he had oynx black eyes when I met him.
"Do you where contacts?" I asked him, curiously.
"No...why do you ask?" He said, suspiciously.
"It just seemed like it. When we first met, your eyes were black...but there green now...and they look like there turning into gold. Most eyes don't just change from day to day. And the color of your eyes seems really inhuman." I explained. The emerald green was turning into a gold. It looked like a color I had never seen before. Or heard of.
"Oh...you have contacts though." He said, like accusing him of wearing color contacts was a bad thing.
"These are corrective." I answered.
He looked at me curiously. Like he was a first grader, trying to read a college level text book. I tried to ignore him, but I couldn't stand not looking at him. I had to stop it, or else he might realize that he was my hobbie. Instead of watching birds, like some people did, I watched him.
"What are you thinking?" He asked. While he leaned back in his chair, his eyes took me in. I felt embaressed. I wasn't exactly a Brittania. But, maybe not the worst looking body around. But I had to remember that he Lived with the goddess of beauty. He was used to seeing perfection. I wasn't exactly perfection.
"About bird watching." I already revealed to much about what had run through my mind.
"Um...Why?" He asked, very confused.
"Because...I like birds?" I sighed. He was taking me in more now, staring at me again, but now, it was a toddler trying to understand the college level book. I looked down.
"What do you like...about birds?" He asked, awkwardly.
"They have pretty colors...like some are white, some are brown, and red...and green. And they have the whole world in front of them, to travel. They are pratically free. They can go where ever they want, and the only thing they have to worry about is if their wings got tired, or where they would stay for the night." I said, looking down at my shoes.
" Sometimes, having freedom to the world, or whatever you want, isn't fun without someone there with you." He said. "Being alone gets old. I'm pretty sure that the birds that travel alone are looking for someon- something, to live with. So they can be happy." He looked down again, suddenly intrested in his shoe lace.
At that second, class ended, and he ran out. I was still sitting there, next to everyone who was getting up to go to the next class. I was throughly confused. I didn't get was he was saying. That's when I knew I had to find out.