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omfg. I had this entire chapter written, and then I left it open, and I went up to eat, then my parents made me do the dishes and unset the table and that kind of thing, and then my stupid step-dad went down on the computer and closed it, without saving it. I'm so effing pissed right now. UHHHGGGGG! IT WAS NINE PAGES LONG!
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Luli Cullen: Edward is a PMSing drama queen. I'm just trying to illustrate that he thinks that Jasper shouldn't get involved with a human.
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PS. And I'm updating early because I'm not going to be around this weekend, so might as well do it now.
Everyone in the cafeteria seemed to be staring at me, but I was only focused on the unnaturally beautiful gazes of the Cullen's. " Hello Alexandra," Leo said politely, offering something to fill the very awkward silence.
" Hey, it's Leo right?" I said, and he smiled, nodding his golden curled head.
Emmett smiled, and I picked up my apple, taking a bite of it. Suddenly everyone's focus was on me, they watched as my chewing slowed and I swallowed.
" What?" I asked. " Haven't you ever seen someone eat before?"
" Of course. We live in a house with four teenage boys." Rosalie said smoothly, not glancing in my direction. I smiled, and looked at Jasper out of the corner of my eye, and was met with a shock. He was staring at me. At me.
Emmett grinned when he caught us staring at each other and I quickly shifted my gaze over to Edward, who was sitting directly across from me. He had that 'all-knowing' look in his light eyes, and I wondered what it was about. Did he know about my crush? How could he, you'd have to be able to read minds.
At this thought, Edward smirked a little, then went back to his normal plain face. I shifted my gaze away from him, and looked out the window. Nobody said anything for a couple minutes.
" Tell me, do you know Isabella Swan?" He asked, and I looked over in shock. It was the first time that he had ever spoken to me directly. I thought that maybe he didn't like me.
"Yeah. She's like, my best friend," I said, wondering where this was going. Bella seemed hell-bent on the idea that Edward hated her and didn't want anything to do with her. I didn't believe her at first, as I had seen Edward staring at Bella on many occasions, and none of them looked unfriendly.
" Did she say anything in particular about me?" He asked, and I smiled slightly, maybe my suspicions where true. Maybe he did like her . .
" No," I lied, as I didn't want to have to explain what she had said, thought I probably could have fooled him easily. I had always been a good liar, people just believed me so easily, and I had no clue why, but it was a good skill to have.. Bella had talked about him non-stop. He was the topic of allot of our conversations. What seemed the most strange to me, is that Bella seemed oddly obsessed with him. Like the more they didn't speak, the more interesting he became to her. She was infatuated with the boy.
And to tell you the truth, it was cool at first, then got amusing, then on to annoying. God. Now I could barely stand it, it was so boring. Edward this and Edward that. He was a good looking, okay guy, but that's all she wanted to talk about.
Though I never said anything to Bella, she would have been crushed. Besides, that's what best friends do.
Edward stiffened as I thought about it, and I wondered why. Had he remembered something, or . . . . what? I looked at him oddly, then picked ripped off a piece of my chicken strip and chewed it greedily. Sure, I was a southern girl, raised with manners and such, but when it came to eating, I was no better than an underfed frat boy.
" Geez. Slow down. We aren't in the midst of a food shortage," Emmet snorted, looking at my mouth as he spoke.
" Yeah, well. Whatever Emmett. We can't all be blessed with small stomachs," I said, taking a sip of my cream soda, and then starting in on ketchup soaked fries.
" God, where do you put all that?" Leo asked.
I pointed to my over-sized head of red hair, which was starting to escape from my knit cap, " Here." They all laughed, and I did too. Though in comparison, mine sounded like a braying mule among church choir. Theres were so . . . musical and bell like, even the boys were like that.
" But seriously. Where does it all go. You eat so much . . let me guess, high metabolism?" Leo wondered.
" Yeah. I'm that skinny girl that eats more than a day's worth of MacDonald's customers." I said, rolling my eyes and finishing off my cup of blue Jell-O. This schools food was so yummy. At St. Manette's - my old school in Georgetown - we had greasy hamburgers and over cooked potato wedges.
Yum.
NOT.
"So . . . do you like it here?" Jasper asked, in a slightly anxious tone.
" Yeah. It's alright. I love the snow, and the cold. After living in South Carolina for your whole life, heat over stays its welcome. " I said, thinking back to the blistering heat that was pretty much year round.
" Yeah, were not big . . . ehem . . . sun people as it were," Leo said, and everyone snickered quietly, and I got the stinging feeling of missing out on a private joke.
" Any guys your interested in?" Rosalie asked casually, though I saw Leo, Emmett and Edward look in Jaspers direction.
Jasper. My mind thought immediately, and a knowing smirk lit up Edward's face.
" Maybe. There are some hottie's here," I said, looking around the cafeteria, and it was true. Aside from Colton - who was majorly cute- there was Rick Winthrop - who was a 6'2, and sexy from head to toe, Aiden Sasson - the blonde haired green eyed sweetheart, Ethan Danforth - the muscled brown eyed soccer player, Connor Wilson - the dark haired shy, artistic one, and of course, Will Buckwitz - the curly haired, cocoa skinned, over-sexed dude.
But none of them, not even Ethan, who was the hottest of the hot, could hold a candle to any of the Cullen boys, the outdid everyone - even models I had seen on TV.
It was quite dazzling to sit with the Cullen's. Leo was even more glorious up close, Rosalie's hair glimmered, even in the dull cafeteria light, Edward seemed oddly mature - something peculiar for a boy of his age, Alice was so tiny, she was probably shorter than Dylan, Emmett's curly hair seemed to compliment his largeness, and Jasper, his eyes were intense and focused, with the sharp look of intelligence in them.
" So . . . . why'd you move here?" Emmett asked. " Not enough sun for you down in the deep south?" Emmett asked, doing a perfect imitation of a southern drawl.
" Nah. Plenty of sun. I had to get away from my evil almost step mother. Lisa," I shuddered as I said her name, god I hated Lisa. She was such a bimbo.
" Evil almost step mom?" Leo asked, lifting an eyebrow.
" Yes. Evil. Her and dad are getting married this summer. She's so...empty headed. Theres nothing rattling around up their but celebrity scandals and wedding dress designs," I said, shaking my head, and sucking the last of my juice from the container.
" So you don't like her?" Jasper asked, turning his body to face me.
" She's just ... urgh," I grunted, trying to think of a way of explaining her without using a large amount of curses.
" She's just urgh?" Jasper asked, amusement leaking into his tone as he smiled slightly.
" Yes. Urgh. I'll give you an example. She wears violet contacts, and insists they're one hundred percent natural. Like Elizabeth Taylor's, but she stocks enough Bausch and Lomb for an eyeball the size of the Epcot dome," I said, shaking my head. Bella thought she had a childish mom, I had Lisa. That was one million times worse.
Emmett burst out laughing, and its loud volume and rumbling caught me off guard, making my heart jump and in turn, my body. I coincidentally jumped to my right, latching onto Jaspers arm, and I couldn't help but notice the muscle that I was gripping.
I toyed with the idea of feeling embarrassed, and of course I didn't blush. It took an extreme amount of embarrassment to make me blush. " Sorry, " I said, and dethatched myself, slouching into my chair again, and I caught Alice's smirk out of the corner of my eye.
"It's quite alright," Jasper said, tipping his head slightly.
" So carrot-top, are you eating with us again tomorrow?" Emmett asked, looking at my mop of hair.
" Carrot top?" I sniggered, and shook my head. " Maybe . . . is that an invitation?" I asked, looking over at Emmett. I wouldn't sit here unless I was asked.
" Yeah. Course, sit with us whenever you want," Emmett said, and Edward's smile became strained.
" She could, or perhaps she's rather sit with her other friends," Edward said, though it was obvious that he was hoping for the latter. Jasper stiffened, and made this weird sound under his breath, Alice'sgrin lost an inch, Emmett looked down to avoid eye contact and Rosalie scowled in Edward's direction. Which really surprised me, seeing as I had thought that Rosalie didn't like me.
" Perhaps not Edward." She snapped.
I frowned, looking away for a moment, blinking and looking back at the table and caught Jasper's eye, who was still staring at me. All was quiet for a moment before Alice spoke up.
She wore a puzzled look. " Who are you living with here in Forks? Grandparents?"
"Nah. My aunt Crys, and my cousins Annabel and Dylan," I said, crossing my ankles and shifting in my chair in order to get more comfortable.
" Oh! Annabel Baxter is your cousin? She's . . . . . . nice," Alice commented, and struggled with the last word a bit. I chuckled, I didn't blame her.
"It's okay Alice. I don't like her either," I said, gathering up my garbage.
"Why?" Jasper asked.
" We're just too different. It's a long story," I said, sighing.
" So, Alexandra, what's your favourite class?" Leo asked, crossing his arms and looking at me.
I smiled, and answered every question they asked, but something in the back of my mind was on edge. The way that they looked at me, it was if they were waiting for something to happen.
Maybe the No-Lisa- Rule wasn't the best part about Forks.
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When I got home that afternoon Annabel was lying on the couch, and Dylan was in the kitchen with a short black haired kid. I walked in, and the both stopped. Dylan looked up, greeted me and looked down, but his friend looked up, and didn't look back down.
"Who's that?" He asked, his big brown eyes looking between Dylan and I.
"That's my cousin, Alexandra," Dyl said, looking back at the game console in his lap.
"Hello," I greeted, rising so they could see my head over the fridge door.
" Hi," His friend breathed. I cleared my throat and took out a Sprite Can - Dylan looked up, and then the light came on in his eyes.
"Alexandra, this is Brogan, Brogan Arteara."
"Nice to meet you," I said, and I was about to clamber up the stairs to drop to check my blog, when Dylan called out my name.
" Um, Annabel is being mean, Mom's not home . . . and Brogan needs to get home soon. So will you drive him home?" Dylan asked, looking at me with his huge green eyes.
" Fine. You coming?" I asked, grabbing Annabel's keys from the shallow dish on the coffee table.
" Yeah," He said, grabbing his coat, and as we all walked by Annabel never even looked up.
We hopped in the car, and drove out of the drive way. " Where do you live Brogan?" I asked, switching on my head lights, as it was starting to get dark.
" At La Push," He said, staring out the window at the passing greenery as I switched onto the highway.
"Okay. So . . . erm . . . what grade are you in?" I asked, trying to make conversation with this young brown eyed boy.
" Same as Dylan, were in the same class, so that's how we met." He said, looking up at me from the back seat with shining eyes.
" Oh. Kay." I said, and with that, I switched on the radio. Hard rock blasted through the speakers, and I sang along as ' I Hate Everything About You' came on the radio. Dylan and Brogan played air guitar on the back, and I was laughing so hard that I almost crashed the car.
" Pull in here, this is it." Dylan said, and I pulled my car to the curb in front of an old brown wooden house, with falling off shingles and an old shed in the back.
An old shed where a three boys were standing, and all walking towards us, as Dylan walked with Brogan towards the door.
" Hey Brog! What'd I tell you about hanging out with gorgeous girls and not inviting me!" One called, and he had short, curlish hair, copper skin and brown eyes. On his left was a lankier boy with long wavy hair, and in the middle was a tall boy, with an unproportionate body, and long straight jet black hair and big black eyes.
I smiled, and got out of the car, and was met with the three guys' eyes.
"I'm Alexandra, Alexandra Lyons," I said, oozing southern twang and a large amount of charm into my tone. I couldn't help it, these guys were cute.
" I'm Quil Arteara, and this is Embry Call and Jacob Black," He said, motioning to the wavy-haired boy ( Embry) and the straight haired boy ( Jacob). " I'm Brogan's older brother."
"I'm Dylan's cousin," I said, looking back at the car where Dylan was already climbing in.
" You live in Forks?" Embry asked.
" Yeah. Just moved here from South Carolina," I said, shifting my weight to my right hip.
" South C? Man, that's a long plane ride!" Quil said.
" Yeah tell me about it, and I spent half of it sitting beside an old guy who was trying to hit on me," I said, remembering the creeper.
"Nasty," Quil said, making a face and sticking out his tongue.
I looked at him, and smiled. He was alright, Embry seemed nice enough but Jacob seemed rather quiet. Behind me a loud, nasal honk sounded and I cringed. Dylan held the horn for about thirty seconds, before I whipped around and gave him the death glare.
" Hey, it's cool. Little kids are impatient," Quil said.
" So, maybe I'll see you later," I said, playing with a loose thread from my oversized hoodie.
" Maybe," Quil said, motioning for his guys to come as they walked into the house.
Dylan was silent most of the way home, just looking out the window and tapping his feet on the plastic water mat.
Suddenly a deer jolted across the road, and I slammed on the breaks, thanking God that both Dylan and I were wearing out seat belts. It paused for a moment, before its ears turned slightly and I darted off again, taking off into the thick forest.
Then I realized why the poor thing had ran. Something was chasing it, at first I thought that maybe it was a wolf, until I actually saw it. It was moving faster than I thought possible, and it was white, and had a dash of this odd copper color in it.
It streaked across the road like a comet, and I leaned over my steering wheel as it disappeared, trying to see where it had gone.
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I sat on my bed, supposedly doing Trigg homework, but I was really thinking about that odd thing. It was so fast that my eyes barely had time to catch it, Dylan hadn't seen it, but he was still looking at the place that the deer had ran in.
No animal that I knew of could run that fast, maybe like, a cheetah or something but this was Forks, not Africa. I highly doubted any zoo's were missing one either. I closed my eyes, imagining the odd animal it could be.
Maybe it was like, a new species, of some rambunctious kid on a motor bike, after all, some idiots were stupid enough to do it. Then I remembered that it would've had to been an invisible, silent motor cycle, as I had not seen any metal, or heard the deep rumbling.
My mind was screaming at me. I know that I had seen that odd copper color before. The copper and the pale white. It was a combination that I had seen before. Somewhere, but I just couldn't remember where.
I sighed, and opened my bubble gum pink laptop, checking my email. I had one, from . I smiled widely, I would know that address anywhere.
Alex Baby,
Heeey! What's up chicka? Not much is happening here in old Georgetown. Just the usual mischeif. Brett Willem's through a party, and it was SICK. There were girls dancing on table, poker, and even a fight between Chase Carter and Lucas Powell, over Paige Dunn. I know, Paige is SO not worth fighting over.
I miss you so much, and Harper does too! Harper broke up with Brady, and now she's dating Carl Foxx, I know. Carl. Fricking. Foxx. He's a major hottie.
Oooh, we got a new student, her names Carrie Winston, total bitch, she hangs out with Roxanne Donahue and Cammy Paletsky. But she has this majorly wicked accent, her dad's Australian and her moms English, so it's like a mix. It's like Russell Crow's, its wicked.
So, how was your lunch with the Cullen's? I read about it in the email u sent Harp. And are you and that Jasper guy together yet. If you are you have to come home on winter break so that we can meet him. Then you can see us, and we can all hang out. And then we could double. Well, if Hayden wants to. Oh yeah I'm still with ol' Hayds.
How's your pale bestie? Whats her name? Becky? no. Bree? No. Brenda? Something along those lines. Hope she's good and you like Forks, though if the rains get's too annoying. . . . you could always come back home. :D
I love you. Miss you.
Casey.
The all of a sudden. Something in the back my mind clicked. It was like a damn had broken, like I had seen the light.
Today.
Jasper.
Cullen.
Skin.
Pale.
White.
Flash.
Edward.
Copper.
Hair.
EDWARDS HAIR!
I shook my head, trying to clear my head. Great, now I was physcotic. It couldn't have been Edward, no human being on earth could be that fast.
Maybe they aren't human . . .
No.
I shook my head, I'm such a ditz. God, I had been hanging around Annabel too much. She was all about the ghosts and ghouls. She owns every supernatural movie ever produced, and has seen Paranormal Activity so many times that she can practically recite the whole damn movie. She loves those vampire TV shows, and is in love with Ian Sommerholder.
I decided that there was no way that it could have been Edward, that it must have been some type of abnormally fast animal.
Yeah.
An Animal.
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