For the senior class trip, Forks High School went to Disneyland. It was a gloriously hot and muggy day and the sun was so bright you had to squint.
"Anyone want to go on Space Mountain with me?" asked Jessica. "Angela?"
Angela couldn't handle roller coasters, but Bella volunteered to go. The two girls set off through the crowded park.
Jessica sniffled. Bella was about to ask whether she had a cold, when she pulled out her vampire detection kit. "Do you smell . . . vampire?"
"No," said Bella. "I smell deliciousness and sunlight and butterscotch. Which means Edward must be close by!"
They looked around. Huddled next to an ice cream cart, trying to look inconspicuous, stood Edward. He wore a trench coat and a sombrero so that he would not sparkle.
"Hey, they have butterscotch ice cream," said Bella.
They approached cautiously.
"What do you want, bloodsucker?" demanded Jessica.
"I could not bear to be apart from Bella," said Edward. "And Emmett wanted to go on some roller coasters. So we all came to Disney World too."
As Jessica pulled out a freshly sharpened pencil, Bella sidled up to Edward with love glimmering in her eyes.
"While I am here, might we go on some roller coasters together?" Edward asked Bella.
"Won't your hat fall off?" she asked. "Everyone will see you . . . you know . . . sparkling."
"Bella," he said gently, "it's a sombrero. And also I glued it on."
Jessica interposed herself between them. "You're just going to drag her off and drink her blood!"
"I assure you, I am not," said Edward.
With that, Jessica pulled a bolas out of her backpack and threw it at Edward. It tied around his legs and made him fall over, because he was too surprised to react fast enough. Then she leaped at him with her pencil, as Bella tried frantically to intervene.
. . . .
"Jessica's trying to kill Edward," said Angela to her friends, utterly exasperated. They stopped shopping for souvenirs to pay attention. "Security's separating them right now. We were right, by the way – he's a vampire."
"But it's sunny," said one of the boys.
"He doesn't burn up in the sun. He just sparkles."
"What?"
"Well, we really shouldn't be that surprised," said Mike. "I mean, it's not that different from Lauren being the princess of the flower sprites."
"Mike!" cried Angela in absolute horror.
"Not again," howled Lauren, as wizened little goblins leaped out from behind the souvenir shop wallpaper. They began to toss handfuls of sparkling pink dust into the air.
"He never said that," chanted the goblins, as the dust-affected students' eyes began to glaze over. "Lauren is absolutely not a fairy princess who came through a mirror portal to escape the Smog Lord. She does not have magical powers of flight and illusion, and neither do we, because we do not exist and were never here."
. . . .
Meanwhile, the Cullens huddled together behind a topiary bush shaped like set of mouse ears. All six vampires were wearing trench coats and sombreros, and they drew a few odd looks, especially Alice, who had decorated her sombrero with rhinestones and pink feathers.
"Alice, why didn't you see this coming?" whispered Carlisle.
"You know my powers are erratic," hissed Alice. "Besides, it's not like Edward decided to get attacked or thrown out of the park."
Esme sighed and rummaged through her purse, ignoring the flocks of flower sprites that were flying overhead and being mistaken for the Disney Fairies by overstimulated six-year-olds. "Well, we'd better go and pick him up."
"If you need me," said Emmett, "I'll be going on Space Mountain again."
