Sorry it took so long. School's got me occupied. I figured I'll probably update once or twice a week. But I have two chapters for this week.
The book that I mention in here, Night by Ellie Wisel, is a book that everyone should read. I have to read it for English this year and I love it. It's amazing... Just throwing that out.
Well I'm gonna try another writing set up. Tell me if you like this one, or my old one better. I think it'll be easier to read... This way.
Morgan's P.O.V.
After the Cullens took me back, everything returned to the way it was before I left. Everything except me, that is. I was still cold and heartless to people, but not my family. Esme had me registered for school when I returned. I'm Emmett's cousin.
It's the last period of the day, and Edward and I have English. I turned my attention back to the book I had in my hands. I was reading Night by Ellie Wisel. A remarkable book I might add.
Even though I should have been paying attention to the teacher, I didn't care for him, so I read in class. He never said anything to me about it. He hated me, and was scared of me. Acutally, he hated my whole family.
Ah ha! Now I'll get her! She's been paying attention to that book. She'll never be able to answer this question. Finally, I'll take one of the perfect Cullens down! Mr. Davis thought.
"Ms. Cullen! Would you mind telling me why Fortunato keeps going down into the cellar?" He asked with a cocky grin on his face.
All of the students turned to me, waiting for me to answer. We were reading the Cask of Amontillado by Edgar Allan Poe in English. I loved Poe's writing. He was undoubtedly one of my favorite authors of all time. I knew the answer without even thinking about it.
"The reason Fortunato persists to go down into the cellar is because he thinks that he is the greatest wine taster in the world. Unknown to him though, Montresor has it all planed. He knew that Fortunato would be too thick-headed to resist such a delicacy of wine. And the amount of alcohol he consumed before the party didn't help his thinking either." I said.
I smirked when Davis's grin fell.
"Well just pay more attention to the class and not outside." He snapped.
You know, he could have gave you detention. Edward said mentally.
HA! He doesn't have the balls to do it. He's scared of me. Like he should be. I replied. Edward only smiled and shook his head. I continued reading my book.
"Finally." I said as the bell rang.
I gathered my book and binder and left the room. I stopped at my locker, to drop off my books, then I walked to the parking lot. Alice was standing by my Mercury Mariner, Carlisle had insisted that we get another car because of how large the family was.
A football player walked over to Alice. "Hey babe." He flirted.
"I'm not your babe." She said in a polite manner.
"Well you could be." he persisted. I read his mind. I appeared by the boy quicker than I should have, but I didn't care. "Get away from my sister." I ordered. I didn't use my powers though.
"Why? Maybe she wants to talk to me." He snapped.
"Yea. Or maybe she doesn't. No girl in their right mind would talk to you. So go. Now." I emphasized the word 'now'.
"What ever." He said before he walked away.
"I can handle myself." Alice snapped.
"You're point?" I snapped back.
"Why does everyone always insist on helping me?" She asked herself. Why does everyone think I'm weak?
"Alice. I know you're not weak. But trust me. What he was planning wasn't very pleasant." I explained.
Alice looked at me and smiled. She had forgiven me. Before she could say anything though, Damien and the others appeared. I got in my Mariner with Damien, Rose and Emmett. Edward, Bella, Alice, and Jasper all got into Edward's Volvo.
When we got home, Edward walked over to me. "Promise me you won't kill Alice." He said
"Why?" I asked.
What would she do that would make me want to kill her? "Just promise." He insisted. Even thought I could have read his mind or ordered him to tell me, I decided to humor him and I agreed.
He took a deep breath, "Alice signed you up for the talent show. She forgot to block me out and she was thinking about it the whole way home." He explained.
My jaw dropped. "ALICE CULLEN!" I screamed. I was in the house in less than a nano-second. Alice was sitting on the couch with an innocent look on her face. "What's up Morg?" She asked innocently.
"Don't 'what's up Morg' me. You know very well what the hell's up." I yelled. I felt Jasper calm me down, which I appreciated. "Thanks Jasper. Alice. Why would you do that?"
Alice looked at the floor. She reminded me of a five year old who was about to get in trouble, "I wasn't going to at first. I was going to ask you. I was talking to Bella about it and one of the preppy girls told me that you have no talent and you'd be a waste of space. She insulted you and I wanted to prove her wrong. Don't hate me. I didn't know you'd get so mad, I'm sorry."
"Alice," I felt guilty for yelling at her now. Damn her. She had that abliity to make people feel bad, I'd have to learn how to do it... "I'm not mad. I don't hate you. I'll do it. Just, next time warn me?" I suggested.
Alice jumped up and gave me a hug. "Oh! You'll do great! Even if I don't know what song you're going to sing..." Alice trailed off.
"What song are you going to sing?" Rose asked as she came downstairs.
"I have one in mind." I reassured her.
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