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So, this chapter is dedicated to Erica, who is moving. WE LOVE YOU ERICA!!!!

This chapter is also dedicated to Ami, because I feel like it.

The Calling

Chapter 7: The Girl With the Popcorn

"Welcome to Seattle, Washington, where the local time is 8:00 AM and the temperature is 56 degrees. Please remain seated until the aircraft has come to a full and complete stop at the gate, and the captain has turned off the fasten seatbelt sign. Be careful while opening overhead bins as objects may have shifted during the flight. We realize you have a choice in your airline travel, thank you for choosing United airlines. The crew would like to wish you a pleasant stay in Washington, or wherever your final destination may be."

Its so disappointing, you've been waiting to get there the whole time, and when you finally land, you have to wait another fifteen minutes while everyone tries to squeeze their fat butts past all the seats while you sit there and wait, until some man gets your suitcase and lets you go in front. Then you have to try to squeeze your butt past all the seats and move faster at the same time. It reminds me of grocery sopping, you spend the whole day shopping, then finally you pull into the garage and walk inside, then 5 seconds later your mom is asking you to help bring them in, then once you're finally done with that, you have to unload them. It's just not worth it. I just went all emo again, didn't I?

I smiled at that one lady again, and walked down the tunnel thing. When I was in the terminal I waited for Renee and Phil. "It's the girl with the popcorn!" Someone behind me screamed. Crap. I turned to see a group of grinning at me, one of which I assumed was Renee's daughter.

"Ummm…Hi," A guy with bronze hair snickered a little. I didn't realize Phil had filmed my dance and sent to every person on the Earth knew. The guy was covering his mouth now and shaking slightly.

"Bella!" Renee squealed. She ran up and hugged a chick with brown hair, jumping up and down. "OH MY GOSH BELLA, I MISSED YOU SO MUCH. HOW ARE YOU? IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOR STILL BLUE? WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO? ISN'T THIS TOP CUTE?! It's only a matter of time before she explodes. Bronze-hair-dude gave me a weird look. What's his problem? Now he just looked mad.

"Hello," said a blond guy who couldn't be more than 30, "I'm Carlisle, and this is my wife, Esme, that's Alice, Jasper, Anthony, Edward, Rosalie, and Emmett. Whoa. Note to self: Don't make Emmett mad. He offered me his hand, and I shook it. He looked puzzled at something. Edward was smiling again, was he bipolar or something?

"Hi," Alice said, waving.

"Hi," I said, waving back. That seemed good enough for her, because she hugged me, then started talking and smiling. She asked me all of these pointless questions, and then she dragged Bella away from Renee. "This is Bella."

Bella seemed rather confused for a moment, like she had no idea why there she was standing there, then it registered. "Oh! Hello." I shook her hand too.

Charlie seemed rather shy, so I didn't approaching him, but smiled at him from a distance. With the introductions out of the way, we made our way to the cars. I rode in the car with Anthony, Carlisle, and Esme. I was seated next to Anthony, and boy, did he smell good. He smelled like a rain and lemons. He smiled uneasily at me and looked out the window. No one really said anything, I didn't talk much in the car, so it didn't bother me. I looked over at Anthony and, to my surprise, he was looking back at me. He had the prettiest eyes, they were topaz, like the other Cullens, but what was beautiful about them was the way they seemed to smile, even when his mouth didn't, Anthony's eyes were smiling.

I'm too tired to go on.

So too bad. And who the heck is Anthony? I made him up. Because I felt like it, so HA!