A/N: Okay, so I'm having a small case of writer's block. In the next chapter they will be a little bit older ;)
While reading Arabell's POV, play the song "Black and Gold" by Sam Sparro.
And while reading Delilah's POV, play the song "Cosmic Love" by Florence and the Machine.
They fit perfectly :)
Please tell me what you think, enjoy.
~Brooke~
Arabell POV
We were back home. We had flown back the night before and arrived this morning. It was a tough flight. I couldn't get at least one minute of shut eye.
I'm sitting here on the hardwood floor of the dance studio in Ellen and Kayden's house that they had made for their daughter Analeigh. The wood floors are clean and shiny. The tall windows from one side of the room brought in brilliant beams of light, my eyes having to adjust from the brightness. I feel the warmth on my cream-colored skin, the glow bouncing off of me. I jump up and walk over to the stereo, pushing the play button. The song I was doing my routine for was "Black and Gold" by Sam Sparro. A catchy, rhythmic beat starts out the song, as I roll my head back and put my hands in the air. As the singer starts the first verse, I do a twirl and start to prance around the room. With my hands in the air and my hair flying in my face, I feel empowered, a rush of blood running through my veins.
If the fish swam out of the ocean
And grew legs and they started walking
And the apes climbed down from the trees
And grew tall and they started talking…
Once the chorus approaches I am completely taken over. Its as if my body wants to move on its own, and I just let that power take over me, and then…
Cause' if you're not really there
I don't wanna be either I wanna be next to you,
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold…
As I start pirouetting in the middle of the room, I can see the outline of someone watching me as I spin. It's my father. I can see the huge grin on his face once the song is over, and it fills me up with joy, because I know that in his eyes I remind him of his mother…the mother he barely knew…
As I walk over to him, recovering from gasping for air, he hands me my green water bottle, taking a seat on the bench behind him.
"You were great. That routine is coming together well."
"Why thank you." I reply, taking a seat next to him. "I try my best."
"I know you do."
Kieran POV
I sat down in the kitchen with momma to get some schoolwork done. We were practicing multiplication, and frankly it was too freaking easy. Since we got back a lot had been on my mind about the pack. If I ever did become like them…what would it feel like? What color would my fur be? Would my "gift" come to my advantage? Would I be the alpha one day?
It was a lot to think about.
"Momma…" I started. I wanted her opinion badly.
"Yes Kier?" She replied, quietly working on her papers for work across the table.
"Do you ever…well see me being like dad? You know…like a wolf? I wonder what it would be like…"
I noticed while keeping my eyes down at the math work in front of me, that from the corner of my eye she stopped writing, her pen frozen in her hand.
"Well Kier…" She started. I didn't think this would be a hard topic for her.
"What's wrong?" I asked nervously.
"Nothing." She smiled. "I can't help but notice how you are already thinking about that."
"Why? When could it happen?"
She was silent for a moment, but this time there was a soft smile forming on her lovely features.
"Not for a while, Kier." She whispered softly, bending over the table to kiss my forehead.
I knew that the topic of conversation ended there, so I shut my mouth and kept it at that.
That night I dreamed of a wolf. He was bronze-colored, his eyes dark chocolate brown.
Until I realized that this was me.
Nessie POV
Coming home from work I received a phone call from my mother.
"Hey mom. How was the flight?"
"It was okay. We finally moved into the house. It's so beautiful."
My family had just flown from Forks to New York to move into their new home. I had only seen pictures of it, but it was a house that Esme had fixed up not too long ago as one of her projects. She fell in love with it the more she worked on it, and kindly asked the others if they wanted to move there. Since they had already been in Forks too long…almost to the point where I thought people were highly suspicious of their still amazingly-good-looks after almost a decade, it was time to go anyways. The house looked very old style New-Yorker, restored and with new additions to the house, to equip all of my family's fancy cars and other goodies. The good thing was that they were now closer to us, since they were in New York and we were in Toronto.
After chatting with my mother for a few minutes she put my father on the phone.
"Hey Nessie. How you and the kids?"
"I'm well. The kids are doing great, except for the jetlag."
He chuckled.
"Yep," I started. "Delilah and Kieran were passed out on the couch as soon as they put their heads down. They didn't even make it to their beds!"
He laughed again, and as we talked he brought up one of the topics we had been discussing for some time now.
"How is Delilah? Does she tell you about those dreams?"
After trying to pry out the information from Delilah about what she was seeing and who she was seeing in her dreams, she still wouldn't budge. All that I knew was that she had seen Jacob's mother and my grandmother in her dreams countless times throughout the past week…and I was starting to wonder if this was some sort of gift of hers.
"No. She never wants to talk about it. She just tells me its nothing, and tries to change the topic on me."
"This is a gift, Renesmee. I remember seeing Jacob's mother in her dream telling her so."
It was hard to wrap my head around this, because never having even met my grandmother and Jacob's mother for that fact made me kind of jealous of her gift. It was also the thought of knowing that they were watching over Delilah. It reminded me of those mediums that talk to the dead, but something totally different…something that no one else had the power to do.
"I know. I just wonder what they tell her."
"Nothing extreme from what I saw. Just getting to know each other…"
I was silent, completely puzzled. Yet again I wish I could have her gift.
"It felt refreshing to see my mother…she's the same as I remember her. If only you could meet her."
I a single tear fall from the corner of my eye.
"and Jacob wonders too…what it would be like to see his mother."
After a long moment of silence he finally spoke up.
"I guess I will let you go…we are still unpacking."
"Okay. Love you. Bye."
I pushed the end button.
I was going to get the truth out of her whether she liked it or not.
Delilah POV
"Come on!" Elizabeth called over to me as I suddenly appeared in this fairy tale land. "Follow me!"
I followed her into the woods until we found a cute little house surrounded by a pond and plenty of wildflowers. There was a cobblestone path leading to the front door.
"I have something I want to show you."
She led me inside and if my jaw dropped.
Everything was dressed up in bright colors and intricately made. Elizabeth gestured me to sit down on one of the love seats, made of a beautiful deep blue fabric that I afraid to sit on it. She laughed at my hesitation and the look of awe that spread across my face as I took in the rest of the room.
There was a big chandelier made of real crystals above me. Intricately made figurines were all around the room. I was afraid that even if I barely touched them they would shatter into a million pieces.
While I sat with a cup of tea in my hands, Elizabeth explained to me this world in which I was in, the one where the people who have passed come. She told me that in this world nothing was impossible. She had traveled thousands of miles to places she had always wanted to go, like Rome, Paris, and even China. She showed me all of the things she had gotten on these trips, like the fabrics from Madrid that she made her dresses with, the chocolates from Germany, the jewelry from Milan, and so much more that I envied her experiences. I wanted so badly to see these places now. They all seemed so wonderful.
"So what year is it in this world?" I asked, trying on one of the many bracelets she owned.
"There is no set date in this life. We live just like you would in your world. We go about ourselves like you do, just a little differently."
"How so?" I asked, trying on another bracelet.
"Well, things are simpler here. Nothing dies here. Not the trees, the flowers…nothing. It's like a utopia…a place with no worries. Everyone connects with each other. We all get along."
"That's…very interesting…but if this is the place were the ones who have passed go…then why am I here?"
"Because of what you are. The strength you have, the brilliant powers that are in your blood. You have one of the most amazing gifts anyone has ever known."
"Are there others like me?" I asked, now staring deeply into the same green eyes that I knew as my own.
"No. You are the first…but you can bring others that have not passed with you to visit. You see, you can only stay for a certain period of time. Once the rain falls, you must go."
"I remember Sarah telling me that."
"Yes, for when the rain starts to fall we need our rest."
Just then I could see the tiny raindrops trickling down the window. It was time to go.
"I will come back soon. Tell Sarah I said hello."
"I will my Delilah. Until we meet again."
Once I gave her a hug, I started to feel myself drifting back to reality…to my world.
