Crank dat Soldier boy!
BPOV (Bella's Point of View)
Once I had explained every single little detail, apart from my feelings for Edward and my meeting with Leah, Alice and Rosalie went out for a hunt in another forest a few miles away. Carlisle and Esme were still at work for another 3 hours and the boys had gone to watch a game of football, so I was free. First, I went to my closet and changed into something more comfortable. My old jeans and a loose, baggy hoodie that used to be my Mom's. I never allowed anyone to wash it now, it still smelt of her. (Pic on Profile). I kicked off my pumps and swapped them for some black flip flops, and wiped off all my make-up. To finish, I tied up my hair scruffily, grabbed 'Wuthering Heights', and my phone and jumped out of the window. (Hairstyle Pic on profile).
I had three things I needed to do; first, I had to get something to drink, I was parched! I noticed that I hadn't felt thirsty once at school today, which was rather strange, but nevertheless, I found a fox all by myself, sunk my teeth into it, drained it then buried stuffed it into a rabbit hole.
My next job was to call Leah. I made sure there was no one around, and then cautiously dialled the number as I climbed up Mom's tree.
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LPOV (Leah's Point of View)
I threw my bag onto the bed and started my homework; I was really behind on it these days. I trudged downstairs and clambered over the mess that was the kitchen floor. Eventually, I got to the fridge, grabbed a can of coke-cola and a slice of chocolate cake, then ran back up to my room. As I was chewing on the cake, I contemplated over how Bella reacted to me today. She was really nice, and somehow, she knew that I was different to her. I jumped as my phone started ringing.
Youuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Soulja
Boy Off In This Hoe
Watch Me Crank It
Watch Me Roll
Watch
Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
Then Super Man Dat Hoe
Now Watch Me
Do
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me Do
(Crank Dat
Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me Do
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now
Watch Me Do
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
It was Bella! Cautiously, I picked up the phone and answered. "Hello?"
"Hi Leah!" Replied Bella's cheerful voice.
"Can I help you?" I asked, unsure of what she wanted.
"I suppose, you can in a way, although you'll be helping yourself I guess."
This girl was confusing. "Carry on then."
"Well, I was wondering if, you could do me a favour."
"Just spit it out Bella." I sighed impatiently.
"Ok, I know you like Jacob and I don't so maybe you could-shit!"
What? "Maybe I can shit?"
"No! Listen; meet me tomorrow at Stimulus shopping centre ok?" Like I was going to go to meet a vampire. But then I thought again. Maybe Bella was trying to help me.
"What time?"
"5.00pm?"
"I'll be there. See you!"
"Bye!" I clicked the phone shut, sighed and went back to doing my homework.
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BPOV (Bella's Point of View)
"Well, I was wondering if, you could do me a favour." I asked. I wrapped my fingers around the Cullen crest, hoping that she would agree.
"Just spit it out Bella."
"Ok, I know you like Jacob and I don't so maybe you could-shit!" The tree shook violently. It was Emmet and Jasper! Back already!
"Maybe I can shit?", came Leah's confused voice through the line.
"No! Listen; meet me tomorrow at Stimulus shopping centre ok?" I hoped to God that my brothers hadn't heard me.
"What time?" She asked.
"5.00pm?"
"I'll be there. See you!"
"Bye!" I quickly hid my phone in my pocket and snatched up my book, just in time to see Emmet appear on the tree next to me and Jasper slam himself down on a branch. "Hi guys, back so soon, you just left an hour ago!"
"We just came back to grab some booze." Emmet smiled.
"But, vampires don't drink alcohol, they drink blood." I exclaimed.
Jasper shook his head. "Watch and learn Bella. Come on!"
We leapt up from the tree and raced back home. Emmet unloaded his boot, which was full of 'Stag' beer cans. "Em? What's going on?"
Jasper and Emmet began to unload the jeep. Once all the cans were safely out of the car, Emmet cracked open a can and poured out all the liquid onto the grass. "What the heck are you doing Emmet?"
"Just help us out Bella!" I began to open the cans and empty the liquid and by the time we were done, there was a whole pond of Stag by our feet. The stench was unbearable. "That was a bit pointless!" I exclaimed. "What a waste!"
"Bella! Have some patience!" Next, Jasper and Emmet began throwing the cans into the already open garage. "Come on, Bella. Emmet, the game's gonna be back on in fifteen minutes."
"Alright." He huffed. He grabbed three cans then sprinted off into the forest before reappearing before me. "Come on, Bella!"
I followed my brothers until we came to a clearing. (NOT the meadow). Jasper signalled for us to be quiet. "Now, search for a strong, vile, bittersweet scent." I searched until I found something in the North-East of the clearing.
"Over there!" I whispered. We tiptoed off until I caught a glimpse of black and white. Without warning, Emmet pounced on the badger, killed it, but did not drink it and threw it down on the grass.
"Go! Get as many as you can!" I leapt upon one of them as it tried desperately to escape from my jaws. I bit into its neck; I stopped myself from draining it, although there was a pool of venom accumulating at the back of my throat. "Now, time to work some magic." Emmet reached for a can, grabbed a badger and began to squeeze the blood into the can. Jasper took a badger and did the same, so I followed en suite. When we were done, we tossed the corpses away, leaving us each with a can.
"Now what?" I asked.
"Now, fold back the opening of the can, to make it look as if it's closed." This was an easy task to perform; I simply bent the lid towards me, and the can looked brand new as if it contained beer! Very clever! "Dude, we'd better get going now. Enjoy Bella! But be careful! Too much and it could get lethal."
"But Jazz, Em? What do I do?"
"Drink it dufus!" They roared before running off. I slipped the can in my pocket and trudged off towards my next destination. The drink was less important than my next task.
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I arrived at my house and sighed sadly at the 'For sale' sign stuck outside it. The front door had been left open to allow any potential buyers to survey the house. I pushed open the door and let the familiar scent of Charlie overwhelm me. As I entered the lounge, I pictured him oiling his gun whilst whistling happily. I felt the invisible tears prickle my eyes. I left the lounge and slowly went upstairs to my old room. My bed was still in its place, and I noticed that Alice had forgotten a few of my old things, like my very first teddy bear, and the photo album of when my family were…complete. I sat down on my bed, sniffed the air and sighed. On my dressing table was a picture of my Mom, Dad and I. I cradled it in my arms along with my teddy bear and sobbed the unseeable tears. As I shook, I didn't notice someone else come into the room and sit down next to me. But when that indescribable phenomenal scent hit me, I looked up, and sure enough, there was Edward.
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EPOV (Edward's Point of View)
I followed her scent all the way to a house, much smaller than the Cullen's. I was just in time to watch her creep inside. I didn't go in until I was sure she was upstairs. I silently crawled up the stairs, afraid for her to see me; I wasn't stalking her, I was doing my job. But I felt as if I was intruding on her privacy. As I came to the door of her room, I saw her shaking with emotion on her bed. The delicious scent of strawberries and freesias hit me like a bomb as I sunk down onto the bed next to her. She seemed to notice my presence, and looked up with red eyes. Quickly, she sat up and rubbed her eyes. I put a hand on her shoulder and as I did so, a jolt of something, like electricity, run through me, as if there was a connection between us. Bella seemed to feel it too, and without warning, she enveloped me in a hug and sobbed some more. I inhaled her tropical scent and had to prevent myself from running my hands through her silky hair. She cried silently for a while and I just sat there, holding her patiently waiting for her to finish. I still couldn't read her thoughts, its as if there was a shield or something, preventing me from entering her mind. Eventually, she pulled herself away from me and her face was beetroot red. "I'm so sorry Edward, I just-" Her beautiful voice captured my heart as I held her hands in mine.
"What are friends for beautiful Bella? What are friends for?" And with that, I jumped out of the window, turning around to see her waving back at me. Beautiful Bella, my angel.
