Okay here's the scoop. I'm really busy lately. I have marching band, honor choir auditions coming up, honor band auitions coming up, voice lessons, youth group, school, and ya know sleep. I will not be updating as much as I did over the summer. And it could be a as long of a time as it was on this chapter. Sorry, I wish i could update more, but I don't have that much time. I'll try to have some more up later today.
I disclaim.
"Lunch time." Alice proclaimed, holding out a bag that looked more like a purse than a lunchbox, and an expensive one at that. I emptied it out to find a sandwich on a croissant, a bottle of French spring water, and a shiny red apple.
I looked out at the beautiful view of New York city as I bit into the crisp apple and silently reveling in my luck at having this wonderful bunch as my future family.
"O vat or dey gon dew nes?" I asked, my mouth full of sandwich, which was the most amazing think I had ever tasted.
Esme chuckled at my eagerness and Rosalie rolled her eyes at my lack of manners. She muttered something about being able to eat a grizzly bear with more manners than I could eat a sandwich. Alice and Esme shot her a disdainful look.
"Lunch." Alice stated.
I swallowed. "I'm eating as fast as I can, but what are they going to do?"
"They going to do the same thing you are. They're going to walk into a restaurant, order lunch, and eat it." She said it as if they weren't vampires that couldn't stand the smell, much less the taste of human food.
"But…" I began.
"They'll just have to be men and throw it all up later." Rosalie said, with sick humor in her voice. Clearly enjoying it.
When I finished my meal, we were off to watch the boys enjoy theirs. The task wasn't as simple as hurrying to scarf down a meal like a hotdog eating contest. They had to go to a fancy restaurant and eat the meal as if they were normal people and pretend to enjoy it. They had to finish it all to get any points. The one to finish first got fifty more points. They had to choose their own restaurant and they weren't allowed to see the progress of the other team.
Carlisle chose his and Emmett's. It was a little corner café owned by some Frenchman who one day got sick of the competitive French food industry and came to America to open this little place.
The inside had tan walls painted to look like bricks and pictures of the French countryside all over the place. The tables were iron with glass tops. Alice and I didn't get to stick around to watch Carlisle and Emmett carefully "enjoy" lunch because we had to go Edward and Jasper's pick. It wasn't much bigger, but was a little. It was a Tai restaurant decorated in the stereotypical oriental fashion with a waterfall covering the entire back wall.
Both Jasper and Edward ordered the same thing. Some noodle dish that I could never pronounce. In perfect character Jasper ordered it and said that he loved it and that Edward should try it too and so he did. In reality neither of them had any clue what it tasted like. They would never know. All human food tasted like dirt to them.
They slowly consumed it, as was the rules. They acted like the loved it and had to waiter send their compliments to the chef. They paid and exited the restaurant and walked around the corner to go find someplace incognito to get rid of it all.
Alice picked up the phone. 150 more points for us.
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