"No disguise can long conceal love where it exists, or long feign it where it is lacking." Francois La Rochefoucauld
Going, Going...
(APOV)
I snuck up to her room. I still couldn't believe that I was here. And just my luck—her window is open, that ought to make everything easier. Oh well, here goes nothing. "Juliet, Juliet, Wherefore art thou Juliet?"
"What? (giggles) Haven't you got that a bit backwards, Romeo? What are you doing here? What if someone hears—How did you even get over here?"
"With love's light wings did I perch these walls, and thy kinsmen are no stop to me."
Between giggles, she finally managed to say "Stop it. Besides, how am I supposed to get out?"
"'Repunzle, Repunzle, with hair so fine, come out your window, climb down the vine.' I know that doesn't look good quoting a chick flick, but, my mom and sisters forced me to watch the Princess Diaries 2 with them, and at the moment, that was the very best that I could come up with. You try being the only male (besides your dad) in the family—pack doesn't count—and having a mom, seven older sisters (who can talk all at once and very loudly when they want to), three aunts, and five female, no male, cousins (I think. Still trying to count and keep them all strait)and let me tell you, it is very hard to do anything related to something to do with the male species with them (besides listen to them talk about who looks good and the big blue eyes of so and so, and who started going out and who broke up). Sigh. My y chromosome is significantly outnumbered.
"'Vine'? What vine? And I thought I was Juliet." Hello, Reality Check—get back to the conversation. She looked around and noticed ivy on the side of the building. "You have got to be kidding me. I am so not climbing on that. And what if I fall?"
I decided to try my puppy dog eyes—no pun intended—on her; apparently it worked because she climbed down. "You still haven't answered my question."
"Why, your handsome prince is here to catch you and ride away with you upon his mighty steed."
"'Steed'? Oh, please tell me that you didn't get a horse."
"No, I figured that we could run through the forest with the moonlight as our guide."
What was that a purr? Did my kitten just purr? "That sounds romantic, but we have to be extremely quiet while getting out of here."
(EPOV)
"He just broke the treaty."
I can feel the fire flashing in my eyes, and by now, I'm sure that Jasper can feel it too; no doubt he'll just try to calm me down. But, when it comes to my baby—nothing will stop me.
...Gone
(KPOV)
"So are you enjoying yourself?"
"Are you kidding? This is probably the best night of my life. First you suprise me at my house and recite poetry to me. Then, you took me out on midnight picknick. And now we're skinny dipping in a lake in the middle of the woods in an almost magical place that I never even imagined could exist. And to top it all off I'm with you. What more could a girl ask for?"
(JPOV)
"He just broke the treaty," Sam said.
"What do you want, bloodsucker? You being here entitles us rights to kill you."
"Really, because I was under the impression that whoever came onto the others land first broke the treaty."
"What are you talking about?"Embry asked.
"I referring to the fact that his son," he point to Jacob, "came onto Cullen territory last night, more specifically my house."
"WHAT! ALEX! GETOUTHERERIGHTNOW!!!"
(Alex's friend's POV)
"WHAT! ALEX! GETOUTHERERIGHTNOW!!!" "Ooh, I feel sorry for Alex right now."
"What did he do now?"
"How should I know? Just keep listening and we'll probably find out."
"Shouldn't he be changing soon?"
"Theoritacly speaking, but you know that it doesn't always work out like that."
(KPOV)
"What more indeed?
"Kristeen, there's something we need to talk about."
Oh no, he's about to dump me, isn't he?
"No. I'm not."
Huh? Did I say that out loud?
"No, you didn't."
"But...then...how..."
"Kristeen, I know you're a werewolf."
"What! How?"
"Because I'm one too."
"But, your father...the pack..."
"Don't know. Well, they might now."
"But...how is that possible?"
"I was in Canada the week I was changed. There was no one else around. And supprisingly it was extermly easy to control."
"But.."
"No, let me finish. I never told anyone else, and I made sure that I kept my thoughts under control so that no one else could figure it out."
"Why?"
"Because I wanted control of my life. I didn't...and still don't...want to be a member of the pack. I grew up my whole life hearing the stories then watching my friends become robots to Sam...then whoever it was or will be that takes over for him."
Wait, does this mean...well, all year...you've been able to hear my thoughts?"
He just looked up at me and grinned, so I splashed him. He kept right on grinning.
But his smile suddenly disapeared, when he said, "Uh-oh. I think our parent's just found out about us."
"Why--How--Oh, now that's just messed up. You do realize that this is going to be a million times worse than if we had told them ourselves."
"Tell me about it."
"Since you have less to put on, don't wait up. I'll catch up in a moment.
"Well, at least your not a vampire, which might, notice I said might, be an advantage, at least when it comes to dealing with my family."
"And the fact that our parents—well, my mom and your dad—were close friends when they were younger may help too. But, incase I don't get another chance to tell you: Alex, I love you."
His eyes softened as he gazed into my eyes "I love you too, Kitten."
Oh my gosh, did he just call me 'Kitten'?! (suppose to be a good/excited response) After getting dressed and receiving the longest and most passionate kiss of my life, I climbed onto his back and we rushed off to meet fate herself. ((((?WOLF
"Yes?"
"WHATISHETALKINGABOUTYOUGOINGOVERTOTHECULLENSLASTNIGHTYOUWERESPECIFICALLYTOLDTOSTAYAWAYFROMTHEMANDYOU BROKETHETREATYINTHEPROCESSOFYOURLITTLEADVENTURE! (I promise this actually says something and is not random typing) Wait, this is about that girl isn't it?"
"That girl has a name, and, yes, I did go over there to see Kristeen."
"Stay away from her." That came from both Edward and Jacob.
"Don't we get any say in this?"
"Kristeen? What are you doing here?" (said simotaneously)
"I have a question. Is it technically breaking yalls (Southern girl through and through) little agreement if someone was personally invited onto the other's land?"
"He was what?!" Edward.
"Were you invited?" Jacob.
"No," said Sam after thinking for a minute.
I blocked out the two comments made by our parents and listened only to Sam's voice. "O.k. then, he was personally invited by me, so this is all one big misunderstanding. Since this has finally been cleared up, I am going home to get ready for our date. I'll be seeing you later. Oh, and try to play nice and not kill each other while we're not here."
"Date?" That came out calmly, a bit too calm for my taste. A bit like Charlie when we first came to Forks.
"Yes, Daddy, Alex and I have been seeing each other for almost the entire school year. We are going to Prom together. Remember, Prom, the dress Aunt Alice, Aunt Rosalie, Mom and I drug you around shopping all day for a few weeks ago?"
(APOV)
"You spent hours looking for a dress for Friday night?"
"Yes, I wanted to look perfect for you."
"You are perfect. I love every thing about you: your smile, your dimple, this freckle on your perfect nose, the fact that you're ticklish right here."
I began blushing, and that combined with him ticking me caused me to giggle, which caused me to blush even more.
"Why can't they understand? Why can't our families put aside their hatred for one single night? Weren't they ever in love?"
"I don't know why, but even if our parents can't put aside their differences, we can at least pretend that they have on this one, perfect, romantic night."