Something Bad
RosePOV
I was growing very tired and irritated with everyone. They had all had dreams, and they were discussing them. Where was my dream?
I ran my fingers through my hair. I would never get tired of doing that, at least. After everyone was finished, I went into mine and Emmet's room, where a full-length mirror stood. I knew that Bella would think that I was leaving because of her, but that was entirely untrue. What I wanted was to look at myself.
Today, I was wearing a miniskirt. I smoothed out the pleats and marveled at how toned my legs looked. I thought about how they looked before I became a vampire. Though they were not so muscular, they were still pretty.
My tank top and my face had oil on them from the car, but I still pulled off the look. Angelina Jolie had nothing on me.
I was certain, though, that I smelled bad. I stood in front of the mirror for a good thirty minutes after I decided to take a shower. During that time, I put my hair in various styles to accentuate my high cheekbones and pale features.
I walked to the bathroom and undressed. I decided to take a hot bath to get the oil off, and to my delight, I could see my reflection in the silver handle of the bathtub. When the tub was filled with water, I lay back and relaxed…
I was then walking down the hallway at school. I was wearing one of the cutest outfits I had.
It was then that I started getting the looks. I wished Edward were here to tell me their thoughts. Oh well, it could wait until lunch time. I strutted to my locker and got my books for my next class. I looked down at my skirt, and saw that I had love handles.
I thought, I am a vampire, how could I be bloated?
I ran to Edward's class, and he wasn't there, I turned and ran toward Bella's Spanish class, and caught him. I said, "What is going on here?"
He looked at me, and his eyes widened. Yes, he had read my mind. He saw that my clothes that I had just bought weren't fitting.
"Maybe it was the food from our camp out that we had last weekend, sister." Then in a lower voice he said, "People are listening. It's not a big deal, we'll deal with this at lunch."
He took Bella by the waist and led her into the classroom. Oddly, I noticed that she was more wide-eyed than usual - probably because of my outfit. I wouldn't blame her. How could this be happening?
As I walked down the hall, I noticed everyone staring at me. It was unnatural. Usually, they were looking at me with longing, but this time, it was with horror and curiosity.
I thought about running to the bathroom, but I didn't want to have to deal with gossiping humans. I went on to class and decided to shrug off the stares.
I didn't listen to a word the teacher said. I was too busy looking at my outfit in the silver part of my no.2 pencil.
When the lunch period came. I went and got my prop of food and sat at the table. Bella and Edward were sitting with us for a change. I shrugged my shoulders and began picking at a roll. I looked up and saw that everyone's eyes were averted and no one was talking. Usually we at least said some words. Of course, we didn't usually look at each other during lunch time, but this was different.
"What is going on? Am I missing something. Edward, did you tell…?"
"No, I didn't, Rose. This is about something entirely different, actually," Edward responded, his face smooth. Something was definitely wrong. I picked up my spoon and looked at my face. It was very pretty and…
Oh. My. Goodness.
My life had come to an end.
It was over.
I had a zit.
Never in the history of any vampire I knew had a zit.
This was not my day. All kinds of impossible things were happening. I decided to do the only thing that human women in America do when they have a bad hair day and they have skin problems.
I went to the gym.
I left school, checked myself out, and took Edward's car to the gym. I walked in, paid the fee to enter, and walked to the work out stations. I knew that my body was virtually unchangeable, but I had to doubt it with these growing love handles.
I worked out for a couple of hours, and then went to the ladies dressing area, where I saw the zit again. When I saw my reflection, I gasped.
Not only had my midsection grown and my face broken out, but with the air in the gym, my hair had become frizzy. And greasy. And, no…
I now had split ends.
I couldn't believe it. This had to be the worst day of my existence. Nothing more horrifying could have happened. I ran home with hopes that Emmett would make some part of it better.
I walked into the house and saw Emmett playing video games. He said, "We all came home early. We were worried about you. Why did you take Edward's car?" His eyes were glued to the screen.
"I had to go to the gym," I replied.
"The gym? That's preposterous, Rose, we don't need to go to the gym. Why on earth would you do that?" He said, turning his head. When he saw my body, he nearly jumped out of his skin. He shouted, "WHOAH!" And he fell on his back to the floor.
"Thanks, Emmett. I really wish that you wouldn't laugh at my appearance, it's very inconsiderate. I'm sensitive right now. This has to be the worst day of my existence."
"I'm sorry about that, Rose, but I'm not making a comment about your appearance, love, you look pretty even with…a larger midsection, a zit, and…"
"Okay, Emmett, I get the point, but what was it that you were so taken back by?" I inquired, curious as to what else could be going on.
"Don't be angry Rose, but you smell terrible."
I gasped and ran up the stairs. I lay down on the floor of mine and Emmett's room, and sat there. I decided to do the only thing I could do. I stood up, looked in the mirror, and started marveling at the pretty things that were left of me. It made me feel better somewhat.
After I felt a bit better, I went to lie on the floor again. I rolled over, and water went up my nose.
Water?
Ah. It was my dream. Thank goodness. It was only a dream. I sat in the tub that was full of cold water now, and sighed. I was so happy that it was only a dream.
I began to chuckle slightly, because I didn't catch it during the dream - I had been out of high school for over a year, Edward and Bella never sat with us. Forks doesn't have a gym. How could I have believed my own subconscious. I stood up, dried off, put on fresh clothes, and walked to mine and Emmett's room.
I decided that I would research that area one day. As if anyone hadn't done so already. I told Carlisle that we shouldn't feed on the animals within the gates of Michael Jackson's Neverland Ranch.
I decided that instead of telling the family about my dream, I would only guard my thoughts around Edward, and hope that he hadn't heard my dream. I assumed he hadn't because it had to be past Bella's curfew. They could not have been in the house at the time.
Yes, if I guarded my thoughts, I would be okay.
I walked over to the mirror and practiced different emotions with my face. Oh, how I loved myself.
A/N: Thanks to Gabriel Wolfe for helping me with ideas. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and thanks for your patience while I was writing. I hope you enjoyed, and I hope you review!
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