Hello.
Happy New Year to everyone. Sorry for not updating sooner, but I have had exams till now.
The books mentioned in this chapter do not exist in reality; they are just a part of this story.
Enjoy!
When we got home, Esme was waiting for us. She didn't take long to notice my bad mood and Emmett's grin.
"What happened?" Her voice as well as her thoughts became alarmed. I wasn't exactly the one socializing the most, so any conflict involving me was a heartache for her.
"Emmett almost got into a fight. He did his best to provoke a boy, but another student stopped the kid from lunging." I did my best to make my voice nonchalant. There was no need for her to know who exactly the two children were.
Thank God this has nothing to do with the girl. "Dear," she turned to my huge brother who was decent enough to get that smirk off his face, "we have talked so many times about fighting in school. Carlisle and I do not mind if you wrestle with your brothers outside, but humans are fragile."
"Sorry mom." That idiot always knew what to say to get off the hook. He hugged Esme, and our mother let the subject drop.
After a moment she stepped back and glanced at me. I stopped in my track on my way to the basement.
"Honey, I found the book you have been looking for. The Day and Night." The book had been released in a limited edition about eighty years ago and because of Eve's appearance into our lives, I wasn't able to read it at the time. When I was finally free to do whatever I wanted, there were no copies left, not even on eBay. The novel was about two lovers from completely different backgrounds. Strangely enough the plot or text weren't shallow. I could find so many analogies between the story and my own experience with the centre of my existence. Sadly, the book was never promoted in any public events, and the author had signed it with her pen name, for I would have loved to discuss it with her.
My mother turned to Jasper who was hopefully looking at her. "I'm sorry, but they didn't have your book." He sighed and turned back to Alice. My brother had been searching for The Civil War: both sides. It was a very scarce edition published even before my book. I would have loved to read that one too because it covered the subject better than any other publication being fair to both the Union and the Confederacy. Actually it was one of the best books while learning about the subject at school or even in university studying American History.
I looked around for my book. "It's on your stereo." Esme sadly smiled at me showing in her mind a nice dark green parcel lying on my sound system in the basement. Thankfully she had decided not to torment me further by forcing me to be in the same room as Eve.
I gladly dashed for the novel diving into the marvelous story.
Next thing I noticed was morning and my mother calling me to go to school. Unfortunately it was only Tuesday, and I had to get to my classes instead of forgetting everything while reading the book.
I went upstairs to have a shower and change my clothes. When I came out, Eve slipped me a page with some writings. I glanced at it to see another song's lyrics. Luckily it wasn't completely disastrous like the last time.
"Our teacher won't let us sing so soon after our last performance." I wasn't eager to get in front of the class again. "There are other students who need to perform as well."
"She let those two brats perform twice. And this song is exactly what she asked." My annoying blond sister was still not over the fact that the mysterious couple had received more applause than she did.
"Whatever. But I'm not singing." I pulled my Volvo down the driveway.
When we arrived at school, there were more cars than any other time, but we were still way too early for our classes. Like before, my siblings went inside, and I stayed by the car waiting for the beautiful girl to come. Watching students and teachers come and go, I looked around; the blue Audi was there, but I couldn't see the black Ducati. For some unknown reason those two vehicles seemed important for me.
About five minutes before the bell I saw the motorcycle come into the parking lot and stop by the blue car. The rider dismounted his vehicle and took off his helmet. To my dismay he was Maton. Looks like the boy had everything I or my brother wanted: the most beautiful girl, amazing motorcycle and not the worst appearance without having to go through being a vampire. My self-esteem could only hope that his intellect was nowhere near mine, but of course I didn't have to worry about that. After all he was merely a human.
I waited a bit longer for the girl to show up, but she never came. Maybe she was late again? The bell started ringing, and I dashed for my first lesson.
I could hardly contain my anxiousness throughout all those boring classes till I could see the mysterious gal in Biology. I walked into the classroom and took my seat; as most of the time I was sitting alone. She came in just before the bell closely followed by the teacher. I wanted to talk to her so much, but the man started the lesson, and I had no chance to get her attention. I spent the entire time of the class planning out my speech to her. I had so many questions; though I also had to make myself tear off my eyes from her at least once in awhile.
When the bell rang I threw my things into my bag and was about to make my way to the girl. Unfortunately my luck was over today; the teacher wanted to talk to me. I glanced at the man, and he motioned for me to come closer. Throwing my last glance at the beautiful girl leaving, I walked to the teacher. He was in his mid-fifties and had already started getting bald. I put my features into a friendly mask; he was after all one of the best and friendliest teachers in this school.
"You wanted to talk to me, sir?" My voice was respectful but not cold.
A warm and friendly smile appeared on his face, and his eyes got a shade of understanding. The features that a hopeless student, who couldn't learn a thing no matter how much he tried, would get. "Yes, Edward. I noticed that you were very distracted today hardly taking any notes. Maybe there is something I could help you with? You know... if you don't understand something."
I barely stopped my self from rolling my eyes; I had been over this material tens of times. There was no way I could forget it even if I wanted to. "Thank you. But I understand everything. And my father is a doctor; he will help me if I ever need." I smiled at the man. Usually I would have felt insulted whenever a teacher insinuated that I needed help with my studies, but this man was truly willing to explain everything to me as many times as it would have taken for me to understand this material.
"Alright." He nodded. "But if you ever need anything, I am here all day. You can come after classes if you don't want your friends to see you here."
"Thank you." I nodded eager to get to the cafeteria as soon as possible.
The teacher nodded back with a genuine smile, and I left as quickly as I could without raising any suspicions.
When I entered the cafeteria, it was already full of people, and my siblings sat at our table. At least they had gotten my tray of food. I walked to them and took my seat between Alice and Emmett facing the room. Further away I could see the mysterious couple laughing at something. Were they ever serious while being in the cafeteria?
"Anything interesting?" My huge brother looked at me watching the kids.
"I can't figure them out." I tiredly sighed; this was getting ridiculously frustrating. Why was I so interested in that girl?
"Alright. Maybe if you see that she is only a mere boring human gal, you will get over your newest obsession." Rosalie took a breath and turned her irritated eyes to me. I could certainly do with more information. "What do we know so far?"
"I can't see around them." Alice grumbled, and Jasper put his hand on her shoulders to show his support.
"They are probably descendants of those dogs. So we have no problems as long as they don't start phasing." Rosalie shrugged indifferently.
"We might have quite a few issues if they start doing that in the middle of the school." Jasper's tone became alarmed. He didn't like the thought of not being able to ensure Alice's safety like he wanted.
"I don't think that they have anything in common with those dogs; their scent is different. It is the best fragrance a human can have yet not scorching; it is nothing like those dogs' stench." Everybody turned to me.
"You have been really watching them closely, haven't you?" Rosalie was once again irritated with me. "What else?" she turned to the others.
"The guy's called Maton." Jasper put in his observations. "Everybody addresses him like that: teachers and students. The boys are jealous to him because of the girl sometimes, but other than that they don't seem to mind him. Actually most of the time they are quite friendly with him and enjoy his company. And he is just like every other boy; he can hardly stay awake from boredom during Math, but he does get all the questions correctly as if he knew all the answers by heart." My brother slightly frowned at the end just now realizing that being a genius wasn't so common for normal humans.
Emmett decided to chirp in. "He is always wearing gloves and is a true coward." My idiotic brother grinned as widely as he could.
"Actually he didn't want to withdraw from punching you. The girl made him." I turned my sceptical look at him. There was no question that he would have won the fight, but there was another weird thing about the boy. "But back in the gym on Friday when we were playing volleyball, his speed was incredible for a human." My huge brother snorted at that, but it was true; I couldn't think of a simple explanation for what the kid had done. "One moment he was standing perfectly straight then another second he was in the air upside down kicking the ball. And the thing bounced up and down to the very end of the gym. When I turned back, he was standing as if he had done nothing out of the ordinary." I still couldn't figure out what had happened back then, or to be exact how it had happened.
"Her name is Carlie." Alice whispered, and now we all turned to her. What was she talking about? "We sit together in History." She shrugged nonchalantly.
My sister knew the gal?! "And you didn't tell me?!" I exclaimed so loudly that the students sitting by the nearby tables turned to look at us. "You knew her name, and you couldn't even mention that? Not even in your mind?" I lowered my tone, but it wasn't any friendlier than before. Jasper quietly growled at me, and I had to take a few deep breaths to calm myself down.
"You never asked me." Alice innocently shrugged again. "Besides, it's not like we know anything else about her. Though our History teacher mentioned that we will have to do some project in pairs; maybe I will find out something more about her then." Her curiosity peeked, but she was quick enough to hide it from me.
"Why are you so suddenly interested in her?" I narrowed my eyes on the sister in question.
She bit her lower lip pondering on whether to tell me or not. Finally she sighed. "She has a great sense of fashion. And I can't find any of the clothes she is wearing in any shops. I mean that I can find famous designers' attire very similar to hers, but somehow her clothes don't have the annoying details that are ruining everything. Or, on the contrary, they have something making them look so much better than what I can find." She sighed annoyed. "I would love to go shopping with her and talk about fashion."
"But you are always beautiful. You don't need her." Jasper whispered in his lover's ear. He didn't want for her to get close to people whom he couldn't quite understand.
"By the way, the Ducati belongs to Maton." I motioned my head towards the parking lot. Jasper's head shot up, and he thoughtfully frowned now pondering on how to get close to the boy. "And since you are Emmett's brother, I don't think the kid will be eager to lend you his motorcycle." My lips turned into a grin; now he also had something to gain from getting more friendly with the couple.
"Whatever." Rosalie sighed; she had no intentions of talking about the kids ever again. "Let's go. We have classes in five minutes." She grumbled and got up. Emmett followed right behind her like a puppy.
Come to think of it, I would have gladly followed my love if I had a chance. Alas I was stuck in here without a tiniest hope of ever seeing the centre of my existence ever again.
Eve also got up. She had been unusually quiet; apparently she was practicing the new song in her mind all that time. Well, she never did care about the kids other than how to show that she was better than them; though she was anything but better.
I threw away my tray of untouched food and went to my favorite class.
When I took my seat, I glanced at the lyrics again; I did have to think of a decent melody for them. I could only hope that after the failure that was doomed to happen, Eve was going to calm down and maybe even stop trying to impress everybody else for awhile.
The couple that I now knew as Carlie and Maton came in just before the bell. They sat down in their usual places and turned for the teacher.
The old lady clapped her hands getting everyone's attention. "Hello my dears. I hope you had a good day yesterday." Her smile was big and bright. "Any volunteers to perform today?"
Eve's hand shot up. "We want" she exclaimed happily.
Both I and the teacher cringed inwardly. She hopefully glanced around looking for anybody else; she had no wish of inviting us today or any time soon. But it's not like she could refuse, "Of course. The floor is yours." She forced a smile and move aside.
Eve enthusiastically skipped to the middle of the class, and I dragged behind her. I barely got to take a guitar in my hands when she started.
Dum dee dudedum da
dum dum de de dudedum ah
dum dee dudedum da
dum dum de de dudedum ah
Dum dee dudedum da
dum dum de de dudedum ah
dum dee dudedum da
dum dum de de dudedum
I started strumming the guitar in a vain attempt to make the song sound better.
I will love you Monday
and you will hurt me Tuesday
I will kill you Thursday
if you don't stop me Wednesday
forgive you on a Friday
reunion on a Saturday
forgotten all on Sunday
I knew it was terrible, but at least it wasn't as horrific as the last time.
356 day's of a year
running around, running around
and going nowhere
356 day's and nights
356 tries to make it right
Dum dee dudedum da
dum dum de de dudedum ah
dum dee dudedum da
dum dum de de dudedum ah
If she thought that she was making an impression to the students, she was terribly wrong. Her voice might not be the worst thing they had ever heard, but her intelligence or rather the lack of it was only too obvious.
I will love you Monday
and you will hurt me Tuesday
I will love you Monday
and I will kill you Thursday
forgive you on a Friday yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Friday.
356 day's of a year
running around, running around
and going nowhere
356 day's and nights
356 tries to make it right
Luckily I was hiding behind the piano sitting by the wall, and I did have the guitar in my hands. In this way at least I didn't have to deal with all the sceptical looks from my classmates. I stopped playing, but my adoptive sister carried on for a little while.
Dum dee dudedum da
Finally she finished being very proud of herself. I got up and put the guitar back in its place.
"Well. This was different." The teacher began trying to find the right words how to encourage us to practice rather than perform in front of the others. "I am glad to see you improving. And it is impressive that you managed to write a song about such a trivial thing as weekdays..."
I tuned her out and glanced around. Carlie and Maton were having yet another quiet conversation; they didn't seem to be paying any attention to us or the teacher. I felt a painful pang I my heart, for the girl didn't think of me worth any notice.
I glanced back to the lady, and she let us take our seats.
"From now on I will be calling only those who haven't performed yet. Your homework is to write a song about freedom. Physical, emotional, religious... Any sort you can think of. And I will be calling at least two couples every lesson from now on. Plus I am thinking about one more exercise to develop your creativity on the spot. Any questions?" The lady glanced around looking at every kid. "Then you are free to go." She clapped her hands, and turned away from us.
The students took this as their cue to leave. I grabbed my bag and went to my locker to get my sportswear. When I finally came into the gym, most of the kids were already there. Alice and Emmett were watching Carlie and Maton. The latter two were chatting standing by the further wall while the boy was absentmindedly hitting a volleyball to the ground. Another interesting detail for most of the normal people have to pay at least a little attention to the ball while playing with it...
The coach came in, and everybody fell silent. "Volleyball. You all have teams. Move out." Short and loud orders; somebody really needed to tell the man that we were kids and not his soldiers.
I watched Maton come to us while Carlie went to a bunch of girls who were rambling about something like fashion.
"Same teams?" The boy grinned at my brother, and I didn't have to be a vampire to hear the low growling coming from the latter one.
"I bet that if we play one on one, I will win without a problem!" Emmett was letting his emotions roll uncontrollably. And of course he was going to win; he was a vampire after all. Though come to think of it, the little fact was not an issue the last time we played. Another question I needed solved.
"Unfortunately this is a game of teams. Maybe another time when we play something else?" Maton shrugged and tossed the ball between his hands paying no attention to the thing.
"Scared of loosing?" My brother grinned baring his perfect teeth while we were walking to our net. A normal human would coward away from the grimace. The fact I really hated was that I wasn't surprised when the boy barely narrowed his eyes for a moment seemingly evaluating my brother and then grinned back.
"Sorry," the kid shrugged again, "I have no wish of getting detention for playing not according to the rules." My brother wanted to suggest me and Alice to simply stand aside and not interfere, but Maton rolled his eyes and tossed the ball to the big guy. "You talk so much. Just serve."
We had barely said a few words, and he thought we were blabbering? Well thinking back, most of the time he was either laughing or listening to the others; even in the Music class he didn't seem to need words to talk to Carlie. Was it possible that they were both mind-readers? Very unlikely because they were both humans, but still... what if? Though in that way they would have figured out that we were vampires, and they didn't look like they knew this detail from our lives.
"Earth calling Edward! Your time to serve!" Maton shouted somewhere in the distance, and I barely turned to him when the ball was about to slam into my face. If I had been a human, I would have had a bloody nose. Luckily I was able to catch the thing just in time; of course not without getting a few chuckles from my siblings.
I threw the ball over the net for my brother to throw it back. We went on playing just the two of us for nearly an entire lesson. There were barely a few minutes left before the bell rang when Emmett punched the ball to fly straight at the boy. The worst part was that the round thing shot through the air with such force that it would have been incredible for a human to catch it and not hurt one's hands. For a moment there Maton seemed to be pondering on whether to hit the ball back, catch it or do something else. Eventually after a deep pondering that lasted less than a second, just when he was about to punch the round thing back, Maton simply stepped aside, and the volleyball hit the ground bouncing up almost to the high ceilings. We all watched the round thing fly away from us. How could the kid move so fast? And most importantly why, if this step meant him loosing?
"Well done," Maton irritated glanced at my brother, "now go and catch it." he motioned to the ball hitting the furthest wall. My siblings and I watched the boy walk away to the basketballs. Why would he do that if the lesson wasn't even done?
Another troublemaker. Just great. I caught the annoyed thoughts of our coach's just before the bell rang. I guess the kid had a perfect sense of timing... And he obviously didn't like us much. What had we done to him? Another thing, I could understand other children shying away from us because their natural self-defense instincts told them that we were dangerous, but this couple didn't seem to be afraid or even intimidated by us at all.
I dragged my siblings out of the gym before my brother could do something else. On my way out I noticed that Carlie had already left. Maybe now Alice would get her chance to chat with the girl in the locker room?
When I got out of the breathless room and into the fresh air of the parking lot, all my siblings were already there waiting for me.
"I take it no luck then?" I glance at my little sister. She only pressed her irritated lips into a thin line. The girl had disappeared before my sister could catch up with her. "We always have tomorrow." I grinned and got inside my car.
Tomorrow. For some reason this word seemed to be the core one when talking about the girl and the boy. All I had to do was make the two syllables into a slightly different formation: today. If only it was as easily done as it was said...
Thank you for reading! The song was I will love you Monday by Aura Dione. If you want something specific to happen or some song to be on a chapter, tell me and I will try putting it in. I got a few suggestions, and at least one of them or a similar one will be on the next chapter. Most importantly, let me know what you think about this chapter and the story in general, and if you liked it or not.