Author's Note: I do not own Twilight. Twilight and all of the characters are the creation of Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement is intended.
Do you guys want another FanFiction story to read? Do you like things Harry Potter/wizard-related? Then check out my story, Restoria. Nobody seems to be reading it, and I haz a sad. :(
So read it... Please? For me?
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I sat in the back of Rosalie's convertible and closed my eyes. It had been a tiring day and I needed to rest. Well, the day would be pretty tiring when you were used to getting up later than 8:45 every day.
"Tired?" Alice asked. I nodded and she chuckled. I laid my head on her shoulder and groaned.
"You have to get up early tomorrow too. And the next day. And the day after that," she teased. I groaned again.
"I can't wait to get home back to Nessie," Bella sighed. "This is going to be difficult for the first couple days."
I smiled. All Bella thought about at school was Nessie. Well, Edward and Nessie... It was very sweet, actually.
We drove in silence for a while until we reached home. We were greeted by Parker and Esme as we headed up the front stairs.
Parker swooped me up into a hug then kissed me on the cheek.
"How was your day?" Esme asked.
I shrugged. "Kind of average. But I'm really tired."
As to prove my point, I yawned.
Esme wrapped her arm around my shoulder as we walked inside. When we reached the living room, I saw Nessie sitting on the couch. She saw us and her face lit up.
"Momma! Daddy!" she screamed, and ran to Edward and Bella. Edward lifted her into his arms.
"We're going to head back to the cottage," Bella said, and the three of them walked out of the house.
"Nessie is just so adorable," I said to Rosalie.
She sighed. "I know. And she's getting bigger everyday..."
She seemed to stare out into space. Her eyes looked distant, almost, and sad. I put my hand on her arm.
"Is everything okay?" I asked.
She looked back at me and nodded. "Yes, I'm fine." She smiled and walked away.
I knew her smile was fake.
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I sat at the dining room table, eating my Caesar salad as Esme filled out the many forms I had to return to school if I wanted to get my locker. All of us decided that we would get lockers next to each other but leave one locker at the end of the row, which would be Parker's when he came to school.
Esme slid the papers over to me.
"These are the ones that need to be signed," she said. "And the rest you just need to turn into the front office."
I nodded at her and took another bite of my salad. I actually liked the taste of the Caesar salad, and it was healthy, too.
"Is there a certain reason you asked for only salad tonight?" Esme asked, sounding a bit concerned. "Are you feeling alright?"
Edward, I said mentally, please don't read my thoughts now.
"I feel fine," I lied. "I just wanted something a bit healthier, that's all."
She stared at me for a moment. Finally, she nodded and stood up from the table.
I wasn't going to tell her what happened in the cafeteria.
And Edward, if you're listening, you better not, either, I thought.
I signed all the papers, finished up my salad, and headed up to my bedroom. I plopped down on my bed and heard the door shut. Sitting up, I saw Parker standing in my room.
I smiled and said, "Hey."
He walked over and sat next to me on the bed.
"ARE you feeling alright?" he asked.
I sighed. "Yes, Parker. I feel fine."
He frowned. "You're lying. I can see it on your face."
I turned my gaze away from him. He knew me well enough to know that I was indeed lying.
"It's just... at lunch today... I was getting a slice of pizza to eat and... this girl made fun of me and said 'Are you trying to pack on the pounds?'. Then the pizza didn't look very good anymore, and-"
I stopped talking and pulled my legs to my chest. Parker then growled. It was menacing and didn't sound like him at all.
I put my hand on his arm. "Calm down," I said.
He looked me right in the eyes. "How can I calm down when this... this GIRL... is upsetting you?"
"It's not a big deal-" I began.
"If it's affecting your eating habits, then it is a big deal!" he shouted.
"Don't scream at me!" I shouted right back. "I can make decisions for myself! I'm not completely defenseless you know!"
"That's not what-" Parker started to say.
"Just leave, Parker," I said quietly.
"But-"
"GO!" I screamed. "GET OUT!"
He flew out of the room and slammed the door faster than the speed of light.
I screamed and chucked a pillow at the wall. It flew then hit the floor with a thud.
Carlisle opened the door and walked in my room.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Can you knock?" I shouted, then immediately regretted it.
"I apologize," he said quietly, then left the room.
I then burst into tears. I shouldn't have snapped at Carlisle if I was just mad at Parker.
I'm not defenseless. I can make decisions for myself.
I decided to apologize to Carlisle.
I opened the door. "Carlisle?" I called out.
"He went out," Alice said quietly, then walked upstairs to her room.
After she left, I silently began crying once again. I slid down the wall and just sat in the hallway. My tears freely slid down my cheeks.
I had been a jerk.
I don't know how long I had been sitting in the hallway, but it seemed that I had only blinked and I was in my bed, under the covers. Glancing at my clock, I noticed it was nearly eleven. Good thing I had no homework that evening...
I climbed out from under the covers and walked out of my room.
I walked up the stairs, headed for Carlisle's study.
I stepped in the doorway and he was sitting at his desk as he usually was. I ran over to him and wrapped my arms around him.
"I'm so, so, so, sorry!" I said, the tears flowing once again.
He rubbed my back and shushed me. "It's alright, dear."
"I was nasty, and I'm really sorry," I whispered.
He kissed me on the forehead. "I forgive you sweetheart." He stood up from his chair.
"Now, will you forgive Parker?" he asked. "He seemed pretty upset when he ran to his room."
I sighed. "I don't want to talk to him right now."
"He just wants the best for you," Carlisle added.
I sighed again. "I know."
"Will you talk to him tomorrow?" he asked.
"Maybe," I replied.
He ran his hand through my hair, moving a strand behind my ear.
"Goodnight," he said.
"Goodnight," I replied, giving him a hug.
I headed down to my room and as I reached the hallway, Parker was standing in my path.
I walked around him and headed to bed.
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Ouch. A chilly wind is blowing through the Cullen house. Are things going to get any better?
Or is the house going to freeze over?
