Bear with me now. About a week goes by in a very short time. It's so boring to try and stretch out the time and quite frankly, it's boring to read since there is no action or anything interesting like that. I thought I should let you know.
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Jacob didn't call the next day like he said he would. School went by unbelievably slow. I was counting the seconds until I could get home and check the calls.
When I got home I practically ran over Charlie getting through the door. Checking the phone log, I saw that no one had called. I put the phone back in its cradle and trudged upstairs. My book bag fell off my shoulder and landed on the floor with a low thud. I already knew that my Friday was completely ruined.
Now it was a matter of what to do with myself. It was almost impossible to keep my mind of things and keep busy. Staying home was a bad idea but going out was even worse. I thought about calling Angela or Jessica but in the end, decided not to. I couldn't be around anyone but Jacob. This meant avoiding Charlie at all costs. There was no doubt in my mind that he would try and get me to go out, telling me that I should be doing something on a Friday night.
After I had tried to call Jacob twice I decided on doing some homework that I needed to be caught up on. I worked really hard on getting it right and making it sound decent since my grades had started to slip. When I finished everything it was still early. I groaned when I looked up at the clock. "Only eight? You must be joking," I murmured to myself.
My Saturday and Sunday were the exact same and so was the rest of the week. I called and called and called. There was either no answer or the line was busy. Jacob didn't call and I was beginning to worry. Was he that sick? Was he trying to avoid me? As soon as I woke up I tried to call Jacob but the lines weren't working.
"What's up with the phone lines?" I asked Charlie as he was getting a mug from the cabinet. Yesterday I had begged him to call Harry and when he did, Harry had said that Jacob was very sick. But, was he so sick that he couldn't even call? I wasn't sure if that was the whole story.
After he poured his coffee he answered me. "There's a big storm coming in. It should probably hit this evening. I'm going down to the station to warn the hikers up on the trails so I want you to either go over one of you r friends house or have them come here."
"What?" I complained to Charlie's stern request. "Why?"
Charlie sat down at the kitchen table. "I don't want you to be alone when this storm hits. It's not going to be a pretty sight."
I quickly changed the subject. "Did you talk to Billy at all?"
Charlie looked up at me. "I did. He said that Jacob was feeling better so he went to Port Angeles with his friends."
My jaw dropped. I couldn't believe it. Jacob was feeling better and he didn't even call. Did he not want to be around me? Was he mad at me or something? I felt a little hurt but I guess I didn't have a claim over Jacob. Still, he didn't call.
"Now, I don't want you to—"
I sighed angrily."Yeah I know," I agreed. "I'll call Jessica or Angela."
I grabbed the phone and right as I picked it up it rung. Startled, I clicked the answer button. "Hello?" I waited for someone to say something but a voice never came. There was just a long silence on the other end. "Hello?" I repeated. Again, since there was no answer I hung up.
"Another hang up?" Charlie questioned.
"Yeah, "I answered. "This is the second time this had happened." I pondered the phone call that I had gotten last week and compared it to this one. I was almost certain that it was the same.
"It's probably nothing," I told Charlie, not even believing my own words. I honestly didn't know what to think of the phone calls. I doubted it was the last time that I would be getting one of these strange phone calls.
Once again, the phone rang in my hands. I was afraid to answer. "Hello?"
"Bella!" the squeaky voice of Jessica shrieked. I was relived to hear her.
"Oh, hey, Jess," I exhaled.
On the other line, I could hear Angela in the background. "So we were wondering—Angela and me—if you wanted to go out tonight? It'll be really fun, I promise!" Before I said no, I remembered what Charlie had told me.
Contemplating for a moment a replied, "Well, what are you doing?"
"We're just going to Port Angeles for some shopping and dinner at this new place. Supposedly it's the coolest thing to hit Washington!" I heard the phone switch people. Angela's sweet voice came on next. "Come on, Bella, it will be perfect if you come with us. Plus I won't feel so out of place next when Jess goes off to go flirt with a bunch of boys."
I thought for a minute. Port Angeles, I repeated in my head. That was where Charlie said that Jacob was. And I was to accidently run into him…my thoughts trailed off mid sentence. "Okay I'll go," I finally agreed. I there was the chance that I was going to run into Jacob, I was in. It wasn't like I would even be much of an addition anyways.
"Yay!" Jessica squealed. "I'll come over and pick you up in like a half hour, okay?"
"That's fine. I'll see you then," I said, then hung up.
I changed into a blue top but kept my dark gray bottoms on. I thought the colors looked good together. Plus, the weather outside was cloudy, the usual. I wasn't going to put on something bright so that I stood out. Blending in was something that I was good at.
Jessica pulled up right on time. I said good bye to Charlie and headed out to the car. "Hey, Bella," Jessica yelled as she rolled down the window. "You look good!"
"Thanks," I whispered and got in the back. "So what is this place called that we're going to?"
Angela giggled and turned her body around so that she was facing me. "We don't know. But Jess thinks the word blue is in the name somewhere."
"I swear it has to be The Blue…something. I don't remember what the rest is," Jessica rambled. "All I know is that a lot of people said it was totally awesome. A total hang out spot."
A few minutes of silence past and I found myself thinking about Jacob. How I wished to be with him right now. "Did you hear about the storm coming in?" I asked, trying to keep my mind from wandering.
"Oh, I did," Angela said in her sweet voice. "Isn't supposed to be really bad, too? They were saying there's going to be heavy winds and even a chance of hail."
Jessica huffed. "Maybe we should skip the shopping. We don't want to be caught outside when this thing hits. It will ruin my hair." As Angela rolled her eyes at Jessica, I looked out the window. You could tell the storm was coming in from the west. One of those Pacific storms blowing in, I assumed.
Jessica and Angela continued to talk about the normal school gossip. I caught parts of it but didn't pay enough attention to get the full conversation. I just gave simple nods and smiles. "Hey, Bella? What's up with you and that Jacob kid?" Angela asked as we parked.
"Yeah, you've been hanging out with him a lot lately. Even more, now," Jessica added.
"What do you mean?"
"Seriously, Bella! You must see the way he looks at you." Jessica went silent for a couple of seconds. "Even Angela notices it," she finished.
"I wish someone looked at me like that," Angela pondered. Sighing, I slid out of the car. So much for trying to keep Jacob off my mind.
We walked a few blocks until I saw cars piled up the street. I figured that we were getting close when I saw groups of people in nice clothing getting out of their cars and heading in the way that we were. A head of us, a girl about my age was twirling around in a yellow dress, holding onto a boy that was probably her boyfriend. I looked away, afraid that I might start to ache inside. This might have been a bad idea.
It hard to tell what the building looked like. There were barely any lights on outside but you could see a glow coming from inside. Jessica grabbed my arm and dragged me in with her. Stepping inside, the air was filled with fog and multicolored lights. Lots of people crowded the dance floor. Jessica hadn't mentioned that it was a club we were going to.
Jessica led the way to a triangular table. I sat down next do Angela as Jessica took off in another direction, claiming to get drinks. What she was going to come back with made me nervous. "Maybe this was a mistake!" Angela shouted over all the noise.
"Maybe," I repeated back to her. I was clearly out of my element.
Angela leaned in. "Incoming."
I turned in the direction she was looking and saw four guys heading our way. They were all blond and tall. I assumed that they were in college. "Hello, ladies," one of them said as Jessica slid into her seat with three greenish colored drinks in a martini glass.
"Hi," she replied as I kept quite.
One of the boys moved over towards me and draped his arm over my chair. "Hello," he said in a smooth voice. The way he said it made me uncomfortable.
As I shifted my weight Jessica begun to talk. "Do you want to dance?" she shouted, overly loud. I wasn't sure who she was directly talking to but I wasn't going to be the one to respond. I was annoyed with Jessica now. If I had known this was where we were going, I would have said no. I was even surprised that Angela agreed to this.
"You coming?" Angela asked. Her face showed signs of worry.
I bit my bottom lip and shook my head. "I think I'll pass."
Once they vanished into the crowd, I noticed that I had become a center of attention for the male population. Everyone was staring right out me. I tried not to make any eye contact. Most everyone in this place was older than me, with the exception of a few sixteen year olds that had snuck in.
Commotion was picking up. My eyes averted form left to right, catching glimpses of people. I wasn't sure what it was but I got an overwhelming sense of fear. I scanned through the crowd for Jessica or Angela to tell them that I needed to go. They were nowhere in sight. I began to panic. I got up and walked along the perimeter searching for my friends.
I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and ended up bumping into a random guy. When he saw me, he looked down and smiled, saying some cheesy opening line. I quickly moved passed him. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something that made me stop. Red hair.
It was only a glimpse but I was sure that it was familiar. "Get out," the beautiful velvet voice told me. Without thinking, I stepped out of the club and took a gasp of the cool air.
The wind had picked up and blew into my face. I forgot my jacket on my chair but I was not going to go back in there. So I just stood there on the sidewalk. After a few moments of thinking, I began to walk down the street. I heard him, my mind reminded me.
Once again, I felt the overpowering urge to run. I slowly came to a stop and turned around. At the end of the street was the same person from inside. The female with red hair. Although her features were unrecognizable, I could tell that her stance was the same. Something was so familiar but I couldn't pin point it. When she started to walk toward me I knew that there was nothing human about her.
Victoria.
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