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sorry this chapter is particularly long--the chapter in twilight had a lot of important stuff in it! Enjoy!!!
Dance with A Vampire- Isn't That the Name of Another Vampire Novel?
"Crap…crap…crap…crap!!!" I sung as I pranced around my room, throwing clothes here and there. My twilight stuff (including my Edward t-shirt, the actual books, collectable buttons, umbrella, posters, life-size Edward cutout-don't ask, DVD, calendar, CDs, and many other random things) was all packed up in a box and pushed back into the farthest back corner of my closet. I felt so lost without all of it close by. I kept my copy of the Twilight book in my backpack, so hopefully Edward wouldn't be going through my things. I think he would just be hanging out watching me talk about my dreams.
"Bella, what are you doing? You look like an idiot." I heard from the doorway.
"Huh, what?" I saw that it was Seth smirking at me. "Oh, nothing…just cleaning up a bit. You never know when you'll have visitors over."
"You planning on inviting someone over or something?"
"Something like that." He was exactly invited per say, but I wasn't going to stop him from coming in. I just realized something: just the thought of having Edward in my room was going to keep me up all night. Great… "Hey Seth, do you know if your mom has any nighttime cold medicine? I don't feel so good."
"Um, yeah I think so; you might want to ask her first."
"M'kay. Was there something that you wanted, or were you just watching me clean?"
"Oh yeah! I wanted to know if your friend Ada was hot or not."
"God Seth! Do you have to ask that about every single one of my friends? And it's not Ada, it's Ava, with a 'v'!"
"Sorry, and yes…yes I do."
Just because he was one of the only main werewolves in the books that didn't imprint does not mean he can try on every single one of my friends. Not that Seth knows he's a werewolf yet, but still. I already knew who each of the wolves were going to imprint on anyway. Stupid Jacob Black would imprint on my daughter…ugg that still gives me the creeps. I won't hesitate in ripping his head off if he does that in my story. Or I'll have Edward do it. He seems content enough to give me whatever I want.
Including that very special kiss that I got today. My cheeks start heating up just thinking about it. I forgot Seth being in the room, so when he saw my face heating up he thought that I really was sick. Well at least I could use my red cheeks as proof of my 'sickness' instead of messing up my whole plan by acting like I was sick. In any case, thank goodness I had knock-out medicine; otherwise I would probably be sitting up by the window waiting for Edward to come in.
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I've had dreams about him nearly every night since I first read the books. They all centered on me being Bella in some way or form. Tonight was no different. I was standing out in the middle of some sort of foggy woods, looking around for something I couldn't seem to find. I heard a low hissing from behind me, and turned to see Jasper and Rosalie coming closer to me looking ready to attack.
Another loud growl came from my side. I saw Edward come out from the trees glaring daggers at both Jasper and Rosalie. Alice came to stand by my side too, along with Carlisle, Esme, and Emmett. I didn't want them to fight, so I stepped out in between the two groups.
Edward kept staring at me with a scared look on his face. Suddenly either Jasper or Rosalie pounced on me, and Edward tried to pounce on them. I woke up then screaming "Edward!" only to see him sitting on the chair in my room.
We just stared at each other for a few minutes. I started talking without taking my eyes off of him or blinking. "I must be dreaming…this would be too good to be true…" I was trying not to scare him too much. He probably thought if he made me think I was having a dream that I would actually believe him.
He slowly stood up. "Yes, Bella, you're having a dream. A terrible terrible nightmare."
I threw him a 'you must think I'm crazy' look. "It wouldn't be a nightmare if you were here."
"Great, now I'm in her dreams…I'd better think of something better." He must have thought I couldn't hear him. Sometimes I wonder how he made it through 108 years.
I almost laughed when a certain thought came up in my mind. "You know, usually in my dream, you kiss me or something."
I hope he hadn't caught on that I knew it wasn't a dream. He looked at me a little exasperated. "I don't think so, Bella."
"Fine I guess this isn't a dream after all."
"No, no! You are dreaming. I'll prove it to you." He lifted up the chair he was sitting in with one hand. "See could I do something like that in real-life?"
"Of course you could. You're Clark Kent. I'm not so sure I'm dreaming at all."
"No you are. I swear. Would I lie to you, Bella?" Ahhh…interesting tactic. He was going to try to use the trust clause to get his way out of being in my room.
"Yes. I do believe you would. You still haven't kissed me, so I still don't think this is a dream. Besides this is nothing like the dream I was having right before this one."
"Oh yeah? Was I kissing you in that one too?" he raised his eyebrow at me. He was laughing a little bit under his breath.
"Umm…no. You had to…protect me from…Lex Luther in that one. But you were about to when some other super-villain came up behind us." I had to pull that one out of the air. I hoped he would just let it go and kiss me already.
"Fine, Bella, if I can prove to you finally that this is a dream, will you go back to sleep?"
"Why would I need to go back to sleep if I'm already dreaming?" I challenged. For some reason, I wanted to see him slip.
"Shut up Bella and come here." He pointed to his side. I got out of bed slowly and walked over to him. He wrapped his arms all the way around my trembling body, and looked down at me with those smoldering golden orbs. I thought I was going to melt-I couldn't believe my stupid 'you always kiss me in my dreams' thing was actually going to work.
He smiled when we were about an inch apart and whispered, "You are absolutely impossible, you know that right?"
I just smiled back and kissed him instead of him starting the kiss this time. It was absolute heaven, and this time I didn't bother to try to hold myself back. I don't think either of us were trying to hold back. Edward finally broke away (most likely worried about hurting me), scooped me up in his arms, and gently put me back in my bed.
"I guess I am dreaming. Good night, Edward." He chuckled one more time before he jumped back out of my window.
Oh jeez, I am in way over my head…and you know what, I don't care!
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I got to school the next morning still wide awake as I was when Edward left at three o'clock the night before. I don't think I'll ever be able to sleep again. Ever. But then again, vampires don't sleep. Life was perfect.
The only thing to make me angry was the fact that I was still as clumsy as ever. I stepped out of my truck and almost went head first onto the pavement. I caught myself on the door-frame, but I dropped my keys in the process. Since I was down on the ground, I figured it was a good time to tie my shoe that I tripped on as not to cause any more accidents today. A very pale hand picked up my keys right before I reached out for them. I knew who it was without a doubt.
"Good morning, Edward. Pleasant night?" I looked up.
"Very pleasant. How'd you know it was me?" he was slightly amused. He must be thinking that he really did trick me last night about the whole 'dreaming' thing. I'd teach him, but not just yet.
"I'm psychic, didn't you know that?" I joked. I was way too happy for my own good.
"Oh, really? Well then, do you know what I came over here to ask you?"
"No, I don't have a clue what you want," I smiled back at him, "except maybe to piss me off further by telling Tyler to come over here and talk about the dance. But you wouldn't do that, since I know you didn't start that traffic jam yesterday on purpose."
"That was for Tyler's sake, not mine. Well, no, I really wanted to see your face, and I had to let Tyler have his chance at you."
"Edward Cullen, you suck." Literally, whenever you hunt. But I wasn't going to say that, at least, not yet. I bet Emmett would get a kick out of that. "So what are you trying to do to me? Make my brain even fuzzier than it already is, since I didn't hit the ground hard enough the day of the accident?"
"Bella, you are utterly absurd if you think I would ever want to hurt you."
I didn't feel up to arguing with him, so I turned around and walked towards school. I heard him running after me a second later.
"Bella! Wait, I'm sorry that was rude. I'm not saying it isn't true, but it was rude to say, anyway."
"Yeah, it was, so why don't you leave me alone?" I wasn't utterly absurd. I was just stating the facts the way I saw them. The jerk. He's the one who's absurd. Trying to make me think I was dreaming. How stupid did he think I was?
"Bella, I wanted to ask you something, but you sidetracked me?"
"You get distracted a lot, don't you Edward?"
"You're doing it again."
"Fine, just ask me whatever it is you want."
He started fidgeting like Eric when he wanted to ask me to the dance. "I was wondering, you know, a week from Saturday—the night of the dance—if you would…"
"Edward? Are you trying to ask me to the dance? That's so sweet, but I'm having a friend over that whole week." And according to what I told two other boys, I would be visiting my boyfriend, which isn't exactly a lie because I would be in the meadow with Edward. Oh happy day!
"I know, Bella, you didn't let me finish. I heard that you two were going up to Seattle, and I wanted to know if you wanted to drive together since I was planning on going up there myself."
"I guess that's fine," I couldn't wait to see Ava's 'dazzled' face, "but do you really want to hang out with two 17-year old girls in my old truck?"
"No, I meant we could all go in my car. I really don't think your car would make it all the way there."
"Hey! My truck is the exact same one from Twilight, so shut up! It is amazing." Absolutely amazing, and it gets forty-two miles per gallon. I bet his perfect little Volvo didn't get half of that.
"Ah, more Twilight stuff, eh? Perhaps I should check that book out myself…" he pondered the thought. I freaked out.
"NO! No, no, no, no, no, you don't want to do that. It's all very boring stuff, you wouldn't be interested in it at all."
"Ok, calm down, Bella. I was just teasing. Will you go with me to Seattle?" he asked, very intense.
I couldn't speak from his sudden intensity, so I just nodded. My blank face must have caused him to laugh before he said, "You really should stay away from me. I'll see you later."
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Since I couldn't get back to sleep last night, I had figured I should check to see what event would be taking place today. I would have to figure out how to get out of blood-typing in biology because I really didn't want to have Mike hanging over me, then have Edward freak out over me too. I kind of wanted Edward to kill Mike, who was really starting to annoy me by asking all sorts of questions about my boyfriend, or at least kiss me in front of Mike so he would leave me alone.
At least I wouldn't have to endure Jessica and her cronies at lunch because I would be sitting with Edward today. Well, not all of Jessica's friends were evil like her. Angela was actually very nice, just like in the book. I couldn't really talk to her about Twilight, though, even though she had asked about the book twice since my little outburst on the first day of school. She could read them eventually, like twenty years from now when I was a vampire.
I tried to talk to her a bit in lunch before I heard Jessica tell me that Edward was staring at me. "Is it true that you kissed him in the parking lot, Bella?"
I swung my head over to her. "Yes. Yes, it is. He was just doing me a favor, though."
"Right, you lucky b…" she mumbled her little insult under her breath. I pretended I didn't hear as I looked over to my vampire man waving me over to his table.
Angela asked me before I got up, "So are you and him an item?"
I blushed. "I-I don't really know, but who knows? Maybe…"
She shooed me away from the table to go sit with him. I'm liking her more and more. "Hey, Edward, need help with your biology homework?" I asked pleasantly.
"No, not exactly, I just thought you might sit with me today."
"Interesting, why?"
"Well, since I'm going to hell, I thought I would do it thoroughly." He flashed his crooked smile.
"You are just so tortured, aren't you?" I teased.
"You have no idea…"he murmured, "but not as tortured as your little fan club over at your table. I think a few of them are very put out at me for stealing you away."
"I don't care, they annoy me too much to make me care about them in any way, shape, or form." I replied, truthfully for once in my entire acquaintance with Edward, practically.
"But, Bella, I think they realize that I may not give you back."
'Will you promise that?' I thought. Yet again, thank God that Edward couldn't read my mind. I thought of him fighting Mike, Tyler, and Eric, and in my mind, it was not a pretty sight. Edward killed all three of them withing a minute, practically thirty seconds. It would cause quite an uproar if Edward killed three teenage boys in the middle of the cafeteria. The Cullens would have to leave then, and that was something that was not supposed to happen. Not until the second book, at least. But I would be trying to get my way out of that in time.
"You look worried, Bella." He was searching my face.
"I'm not worried--relieved would be a better word. I would be extremely happy if you didn't throw me back to the three wolves." I hinted.
"Well, I guess friends don't let friends get eaten alive by pimple-covered wolves." He grinned like a little imp. How cute!
"Wait! We're friends, now? Edward Cullen is going to be my friend?" No, Edward Cullen needed to be my boyfriend!
"I won't be a very good one, though. If you were smart, you would avoid me at all cost."
"How many times are you going to undermine my intelligence, Edward Cullen? I'm just as smart as you!" I said defensively. Well, maybe not that smart. He has been alive for 108 years, so he would have had more time to read than I would.
"Of course you are, Bella, you just don't have my heightened amount of common sense."
"Well, haven't you ever heard the phrase, 'a little goes a long way'?"
"I do believe I have heard that, but that only applies to people who have normal coordination skills." He smiled wickedly again.
Well not all of us can be perfect vampires, now can we? I didn't answer him because I was too afraid I would slip and tell him exactly what I had thought.
"What are you thinking?" he asked, not surprisingly.
"All sorts of things." I answered cryptically.
"That's really frustrating, you know." He whined.
"God, don't be such a baby. You can't read my mind, so get over it," I shot out before thinking, "I mean, no one can read people's mind, so of course it would be frustrating that you couldn't read mine, right?" I hope that covered up my blunder. I bit my lip in anticipation of his response.
"You're a bit of a babbler, aren't you?"A smirk was bubbling on his face.
I sighed in relief, but stuck my tongue out at him to cover it up. He looked over my shoulder at Mike, who must have been glaring daggers at us. "One of your boyfriends seems to think that I'm being overly unpleasant to you—he's debating whether to come deck me."
"I don't have a boyfriend." I hissed at him.
"Really? I thought you and Robert Pattinson were dating." He glared at me.
"No, Edward, that guy is an actor. I was just kidding about him..." Why did Edward choose now to have this conversation?
To my great surprise, he starting laughing, and not just a little chuckle, but a full-out blaring laugh. "Bella, I know! Cedric Diggory, right?"
My eyes got really big then. I could barely squeak, "Ho-how long have you known that? What else do you know?" He could have looked up Robert Pattinson and seen how he was in Twilight, and then he could have seen how much they looked alike in the movie. Good Lord, what was going to happen now?
He was taking too much amusement out my franticness. "I figured it out when Emmett was watching the fourth Harry Potter a few days ago. So how long have you two been dating?"
I noticed that people were filing out of the cafeteria, so I figured it was as good a time as any to run away from Edward. Especially since he wanted to talk about Robert Pattinson. "Bye, Edward! I'll see you after school, right?"
"You weren't expecting me to be in biology today?"
Crap, I slipped again. I was going to have to get better at this or I might just wind up telling him about our future daughter. Not that would be very bad indeed. "Um, I told you I was psychic!"
"Oh yeah, how could I forget? Along with mentioning how I'm Clark Kent?"
What was he talking about? Oh yeah, last night I told him I thought he was Superman. Well, here goes another lie. "How-where did you hear that?"
Another wicked smile. "A little bird told me about it."
Yeah, I told it to you last night before I blurted out that I know you're a vampire. "Well, I'll just have to kill that little birdie, now won't I?"
"Bella, didn't you ever think that I might not be the superhero? What if I'm the bad guy?" he was suddenly serious.
"Edward, stop being so angsty and I'll see you later?" I joked. I was in no mood for him to spoil our happy lunch day. He smiled again as I walked away. I wasn't really in the mood either to fake getting sick over blood. I could handle blood, unlike Bella. Oh well, I would have to fake it as best I could.
I got to class late thanks to Mr. Cullen, the perfidious poof! I can't believe he didn't even feed me the line about it being healthy to ditch class every once in a while. I'm going to kill him later. Well, I guess not, since he's already dead. Mr. Banner had already poked Mike's finger and blood was gushing out when I finally sat down.
Something strange started happening when I looked over to watch. I started feeling woozy like the ground was spinning or like when I was kissing Edward only bad. I thought I wasn't squeamish when it came to seeing blood. Darn the Twilight gods who turned me into Bella. Mr. Banner noticed my not-normal state when I fell off of my chair. When I hit the ground, the whole world went black for a few minutes.
The next thing I saw was Edward and Mike fighting over who was going to take me to the nurse's room. The only thing I wanted was to be put back on the ground (Edward was already carrying me), and to throw up. I felt absolutely awful! "Edward? Can you put me down, please?"
"Bella," he sighed with relief, "I thought…did you faint at the sight of blood? And not even your own blood." I felt his chest rumble when he laughed.
"I'm glad I amuse you…" I moaned. "Do you think you could put me down? The height is not helping my stomach." When we finally reached the nurse's office, I saw a sight that I thought would finally push my stomach overboard. The grandmotherly nurse was making out with my math teacher, Mr. Varner. Even though Edward was a vampire, I think he was having a hard time not barfing too.
Edward cleared his throat before speaking. "She's a little faint. They were blood-typing in biology."
The flustered nurse ran to get an ice pack for my pounding head. An injury from hitting the ground when I fell off my chair.
"Bella, are you feeling any better?" Edward asked me. He was trying his hardest not to laugh at me anymore. The nurse came back.
I just threw him a glare as I pressed the ice pack to my head. "What do you think?"
He ignored the venom in my voice. I'm not really sure why I was mad at him, probably because he made fun of my new-found weakness when it came to blood. "You had me worried for a minute there, I thought Newton was dragging your murdered corpse out to the woods."
"I think you're higher up on his 'to kill' list than I am." I said as I walked out of the room, since another kid from my class was coming in. Edward talked to the secretary to get us both out of school for the rest of the day, and Mike came back in the office with a third sick person. He didn't get a chance to talk to me again before Edward guided me out into the parking lot.
I suppose he'll call me tonight about the beach invite, even though he asked me the other day during lunch. I'd told him I wanted to go just so I could get the proper information about vampires from Jacob. And because I knew Edward would be hunting or something, and I didn't want to get bored.
When we got outside he started steering me in the direction of his car, and I knew he would tell Alice to get my truck home, but I figured I would ask just for measure. "Hey, what about my truck?"
"Alice'll get it home for you. I don't want you having a wreck just because you hit your head when falling off of a chair." He started chuckling again. I don't see what's so funny about me getting hurt all the time.
"I wouldn't have a wreck. I am a tremendous driver, and I'll just have to prove that to you by driving myself home." I challenged.
He responded by literally dragging me to his Volvo. 'Hey! God, Edward you are too pushy!" Just because he has vampire strength does not mean that he has to flaunt it every ten seconds. He opened the door like a gentleman would, and walked around to his side. I took the chance to make a run for my car to see if he would chase me.
He caught me within the second I took off. This time he picked me up and set on the seat in his car. I planned to glare straight ahead for the entire ride as a punishment for him. I tried to think of something witty and cutting to say but I couldn't think of anything. I sort of forgot about his music choice when he started the car though.
"You listen to Debussy?"
He looked surprised at me. "You know him?"
"I keep trying to play Clair de Lune, but I'm not very good at it yet. I love the song, though." Yes, I play the piano. I started playing when I was like, six, and I played Bella's Lullaby at my recital this past year back home. Clair de Lune was going to be my next project.
"How long have you played?"
"Since I was around six; my mother forced me to take lessons ever since." She had read an article that children who played instruments were shown to have higher test scores, so I was forced to play whether I wanted to or not.
"What's your mother like?"
"Umm…I don't know. A lot like me, except she can see through my pretenses like no tomorrow. Everyone says we look alike too. She worries about me too much, too, and Uncle Charlie, since she's his older sister. She's pretty paranoid sometimes too, especially when it comes to my obsession with Twilight. She knew as soon as I said I wanted to come to Forks that I would try something like the character in the book, since she read the books too. I really miss her."
"How old are you Bella?" he asked out the blue.
"Seventeen." Duh.
"You don't seem seventeen."
"You don't seem like seventeen much either." But you wouldn't since you are 108 years old, would you?
He made a face and proceed to change the subject before I hint more at the fact that he was a vampire. "Does she approve of your Uncle's new fiancée?"
"Yeah, she's just happy that he finally settled down again after his first wife died."
"Do you think she would approve of who you choose? No matter whom you chose?"
"Oh, of course. Although she believes that I'll have some sort of epic romance. She said that since I never like the regular boys that I'll have to be with someone like Heathcliff or Count Dracula or something." I only said Count Dracula to see the look on his face. It was priceless!
He still had the astonished look on his face when he asked, "Do you think she would approve of me?"
My heart sped up really fast then, and I was feeling light headed again. "Oh, I think she would like you a lot, a lot."
"I think I need to be going, Bella, we got to your house ten minutes ago. My siblings are going to be waiting for me. I'll see you later."
"Going to school tomorrow?" I already knew he would be going hunting with Emmett starting tomorrow, much to my chagrin.
"Nope, starting the weekend early with Emmett. But will you do me a favor when you go to that beach? And don't this the wrong way, but you're kind of a trouble magnet, so be careful and don't fall into the ocean or get hit by a car or anything, okay?" That wicked grin was back. I'll teach him to mess with me one day.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "But Edward, don't you know? I'm going up to the beach to surf. But I'll try not to fall off too much."
He didn't fall for my lie, not one little bit. "Right. Goodbye, Bella." He pulled out of the driveway.
"Bye, Eddie!" I yelled before slamming his car door. He was still grimacing as he pulled down the road. Yes, score one for me!
There you go. Sorry again for how long it is...i just kept going and going...R&R please and thank you!
~edWaRd'sGiRL0630 :)
Preview for the next chapter:
"Do you like scary stories?" he tried to flirt with me. Oh, how I loathe Jacob Black.
I inwardly rolled my eyes before saying, "Oh, I love them. And I'm sure you tell them so well. But Jacob I've heard some of them already. I'm really curious about the 'cold ones' and those stories. What does 'cold one' even mean?"
"Bella, have you ever watched Dracula?"
"Yeah, why?"
"He's a cold one. A blood drinker. Your people call them vampires." No shit, Sherlock. Wow, this kid really is a genius...
