Chapter 10: Problems.
I pushed myself off of ground, my heart numb in my chest as I stared blankly at the house. How did this happen again? I looked down at my hands, my vision being over run by tears. They were trembling. I was just rejected, ignored. I shook my head and headed out to the back of the house so I could see better what they were doing. The grass was wet, but I didn't feel it. The rain was pouring down harder, but I didn't feel it. I walked out to the creek and turned around, looking into the house through the glass wall. She was telling them a story or something like that. I could tell by the way her hands were flying all over the place. Everyone laughed. Her eyes connected with mine for a split second, then she snickered. My heart exploded. My air stopped getting to my lungs, almost as if she had stolen it away like she did my family.
I turned around and let myself fall to the ground, not caring if there was mud under me or not. I stared at the water, my limbs quivering. I was going to break down. I was going to malfunction and I was never going to stop myself from hurting something...or someone. I started laughing, my eyes wide. Lighting shattered over head, causing me to jump. I cackled as the jolt surged through my veins as it collided with the ground a couple thousand feet away. I pushed my head over the water, my reflection completely visible. I was a monster and I was going to let that monster free!
I stared at the insane grin on my face, my face twisted. My head churned, my fingers digging into the mud. I cackled as I placed the pieces together, in where I'd seen this face before. Edward.
"You!" I screamed, clutching my arms around my stomach, digging my nails into my flesh. "You did this to me!" I screeched. Behind me the back door to the house opened up. I turned around. Jacob was hanging out the door slightly. I turned my body, my expression feeling more depressed than angry. I could hear Nessa ask in the background.
"Wow! This place was all burnt down and you guys rebuilt it that fast?" I stared at him, then the house.
"Excuse me; can you keep it down a bit? We're trying to listen to Nessie's story and all I can hear is you screaming about nothing out here." He requested. My neck cracked as it twitched. It felt like I was shot out of the sky! My eye twitched as I nodded slowly.
"Sure," I replied almost robotically. He nodded and retreated back into the house. I can't believe he just spoke to me like I was a stranger! Giggling, I pushed myself to my feet, my back hunched over, I cackled. "Sure!" I snarled. Grabbing a large rock, I smiled at the back of the house. "Sure, as an apology, let's play baseball!" I growled. Winding it up I let the rock go, soaring through the air. It collided with the glass wall, shattering it all the way up the back of the house. Everyone inside ducked their heads, Alice, Nessie and my mom screaming. They all looked back at me as I cackled, my heart racing. "STRIKE ONE!" I screeched. I crouched, my arms extended out at my sides. I grinned insanely at them, my head burning with the need to get them to acknowledge me. A fire sprung up in the kitchen, causing Nessie to scream again. Carlisle stepped forward, his hands clenched to fists.
"What are your reasons?" He asked, slightly annoyed. Emmett and my father stepped forward.
"DID YOU FORGET FOOL?" I cackled as Alice and my mom attempted to put the fire out. "I'm still alive, and I'm stronger than you think!" I snarled. Emmett dashed out off the porch and towards me. I cackled, launching myself forward towards him. We collided like two trains. My hands went up to his face as his arms clutched my waist. He squeezed lifting me off the ground. I was going to use Nessie's little story about Xio to my advantage. Screeching, I sank my thumbs into his eyes in attempts to dig them out of his skull. He screamed and threw me away. I was just about to kick off towards him to finish him off when hot hands grabbed me. I stopped and whirled around. Seth.
"Ella, what are you doing?" He squealed, pulling me away. Emmett gasped, blinking the pain out of his eyes. I looked at him, worried.
"You little," Emmett charged at me again. Seth screamed and made a run for it, his hand firmly around my wrist, he dragged me across the yard and into the woods. He kept running until I pulled my hand away, stopping him. He whirled around, and looked at me confused.
"Ella, what were you thinking getting into a fight like that with your uncle?" He grabbed my shoulders and shook me. The hysteria finally sunk in.
"They chose her over me!" I screamed, the tears gushing down my face. He looked at me confused and shook his head.
"Who? Who did they choose over you Ella?" He laid his hand on the side of my face. I gasped for air, trying to bat the tears away with my hands.
"Renesmee, they chose Nessie over me!" I threw myself forward, burying my face in his chest. He hesitated, then held me tightly, his cheek pressed against my hair. He rocked me back and forth, kissing the top of my head.
"Renesmee's home, huh? I had a feeling something bad would come of it." He grabbed my shoulders and moved me away, looking into my eyes. "Ella, I'm not saying that what they did wasn't wrong, but Renesmee was your mother's first child, and your fathers. They sat there for over a hundred years, thinking that she was dead. And with Jacob acting like that, Renesmee was who he imprinted on first. No one can ever shake the feeling of their first true love, which is what Renesmee is to him." He whispered. Leaning forward he rested his forehead against mine. I closed my eyes as his heat reminded me of Jacob. I felt almost double crossed. Behind us, the bushes rustled, causing both me and Seth to jump. I whirled around.
A short, fair girl stepped out, her beauty almost profound, but the maniacal gleam in her eyes reminded me of someone. She came forward, a snicker on her face. Seth started to growl as if he were in his wolf form, sounding menacing. I looked back at him.
"So, you are harvesting some harsh emotions for the Cullen's?" She questioned. I looked at her questioningly. I knew her, from somewhere, but where was it? I thought back to all of my forgotten years living with Marcus, not recalling ever seeing her there, then I thought of all of the other encounters with the Volturi. That very first one. The one where Aro warned my father that he would come back for me. The argument between this girl and Xio...Jane.
I didn't think straight, instead, I just nodded slowly. Seth gasped and snapped his hands to the sides of my head, keeping me from nodding. She laughed at his reaction.
"Awww, your little puppy is afraid of me." She sneered. Seth started growling again, his hands still on the sides of my head. She laughed. "I can help you make them acknowledge you again." She replied, addressing me. She stepped forward, her words bouncing around in my head like that ping pong game that is often on cell phone's.
"You can?" I questioned, removing Seth's hands from my head, stepping towards her. She nodded.
"Oh yeah, I can do a lot of things for you. But you have to do something for me." She shrugged, the smile still on her face. I looked at her incredulously, not sure if I should trust her or not.
"What is that?" I asked. She laughed.
"You have to kill Aro and Marcus for me." she snarled. I snorted and rolled my eyes.
"Are you an idiot? Marcus yes, Aro no, and Caius no. Why would I kill them when they are sticking up for me?" I retorted. She glared at me. I smiled. "See? You don't know either, so no need to be an idiot and send someone off to do your dirty work for you." I replied. Turning around, I made my way into the woods.
"Stop." She said ominously. I turned around and looked at her, one eyebrow raised. She had nothing on me. She couldn't hurt me, no one could. "How about this, I'll make you recognizable, if you kill Renesmee." She opted. I crossed my arms and shook my head.
"Sure, I hate Renesmee right now, but she's my sister, why would I want to kill her and have the rest of my family know it was me?" I snorted. She snarled. Laughing I shook my head, waving my hand in front of my face as if signaling her to go away. Suddenly, a loud yelp reached my ears. I whirled around to see Seth in a headlock, her feet pinning him to the ground.
"Kill her or else I'll torture your friend until his head explodes!" She snarled. I looked at him, fear in his eyes. I shook my head.
"You said torture, not kill." I whispered. She sneered. Suddenly Seth broke out into a pall of screams, his face warping into an expression of pain. I yelped and threw my hands to my head. She laughed, and stopped.
"Will you kill her?" She questioned. I stared at Seth. Tears gushed down his face as he struggled to get away. I shook my head; my eyes glued to Seth's tear drenched face.
"I-I can't." I whimpered. She snorted and turned her attention back to the boy she held captive. Screams filled the air again, echoing off of the trees, pure agony tearing a hole through my heart. I slapped my hands over my ears and screamed. How could I kill her? How could I bring myself to do such a low and heinous act like that? To kill my own sister. Sure, even though I hated her right now it didn't mean that I wanted to go off and kill her. She, herself hasn't really proven that, that was all she wanted, was to take my family.
But maybe I should do it? I mean, it was my family after all. They had known me a lot longer -actually being in my presence- than her. She was gone for over one hundred years, and then she suddenly pops back into the picture and my parents treat her like a princess. The totally ignored me as if I wasn't there. And the way Jacob told me to be quiet! That right there practically begged for me to kill her!
No, don't be a monster! I hiss. I shook my head, my eyes clenching tightly shut.
"But it's my family!" I cried out, my fingers curling up into my hair. Seth's screams grew louder. I lashed out at him as if to grab him and pull him away from her, but she moved away, dragging Seth across the sharp rocks, practically gouging his stomach open again. I shook my head, my hands clasping back over my ears. "Fine!" I squealed, collapsing to my knees. Seth's screams ended, all that was left were pants and sobs. She looked at me, one eyebrow raised. "I'll kill her, just let Seth go," I cried, clasping my arms around my stomach. Leaning forward I rested my head against the bare soil of the trail and cried. She hesitated. "Please." I finished, my lungs heaving. I felt his pain. All of it, as if it were some strange entity that possessed me, and made me one with him.
"Good, and after that, I want to see the Cullen's grief. So let me know, won't you?" She cackled and practically threw Seth at me. I dove on him, gathering him in my arms and hugged him tightly, the tears falling harder as the pain became almost to unbearable. I didn't say anything, I just nodded. A few moments of silence passed, the only sound audible was my crying and the sound of Seth's heartbeat and breathing. Looking up I saw that Jane was gone, her stench eventually blowing away with the rest of the wind. I felt so empty, so weak, even more weak than when I was a human. How had I let myself become so easily overcome? How had I let Jane bend me into killing my own sister?
A hot hand caressed my cheek, causing me to look down. Seth had a faint smile on his cheek, his eyes glistening with an apology that I didn't deserve. I sighed shakily and leaned my cheek farther into his hot palm and continued to stare at him through narrow, sorrow filled eyes. I had done this to everyone. Would I have still been happy if I didn't know who I was? If I had married Marcus instead of come to Forks? Would my parents still be looking for me? Or would they give up all hope?
"Why did you do that?" Seth whispered, his face turning hard. I looked at him on the verge of crying again and shook my head. Here comes the grief.
"I-I didn't want you to be hurt anymore Seth." I whispered back. He removed his hand and sat up, facing me.
"But you'll kill your own sister? You'll hurt your own family just to get her to stop mentally hurting me?" He snarled.
"Seth you don't know." I sobbed.
"What Ella, what don't I know? What is it that I possibly couldn't-"
"I MEAN NOTHING TO THEM ANYMORE! ALL THEY CARE ABOUT IS THE ROGUE DAUGHTER THAT TRIED TO KILL MOTHER!" I screamed, my cheeks hot. "I mean nothing to them! I mean nothing to anybody anymore!" I forced my palms into my eyes partially to hide my crying. Seth wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly, his cheek pressed against the top of my head.
"You mean something to me." He whispered. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him back, my eyes clenching tighter against his shoulder. It was so nice knowing that Seth still loved me, even if Renesmee was here. Shifting Seth pushed himself to his feet and grabbed my hand, pulling me up. "Let's get going." he muttered sounding almost depressed. I nodded. Turning Seth led me through the woods towards the highway.
Queen of Voltaire
I woke up early the next day, Sam and Seth bustling about something downstairs. I pushed myself off of Seth be-floored bed -which for some odd reason he didn't want to get fixed from that day twenty years ago when we had that passionate moment- and grabbed one of his long shirts, sliding it up and over my head. I looked in the busted mirror hanging on his wall next to a couple of his torn up pin-up girl posters. I pushed my hair out of my face as their voices rose to a holler. I ignored it. I didn't want to make too many complaints when I was a visitor in their house like this. I turned my head, examining my cheeks. They were rosy, like I was outside in winter. My hair was almost a bright red now, a dramatic color change since I left Voltaire. Downstairs the sound of dishes shattering caught my attention. I rolled my eyes and pushed the door open, stepping out into the hallway.
Carefully I headed down the stairs, trying to figure what they were arguing about. Even though I was pretty good with comprehension and stuff, I didn't understand a single word they were saying, and it almost sounded like barks. I stopped and listened. They were almost muffled screams. Another dish shattered. I practically ran into the kitchen.
"Damn it Seth! Would you calm down?" Sam hollered a smile on his face. Seth was sitting on the kitchen table, his eyes clamped shut tightly as he laughed.
"NO!" He screamed. I stood in the doorway to the kitchen and stared at them in confusion. Feeling my presence -or hearing my breathing- Seth opened his eyes and smiled at me. "HI ELLA!" He hollered as if he was mad at me. I cocked and eyebrow and looked at Sam. He smiled too and said his greetings in the same hollering voice.
"Why are you guys screaming?" I questioned my ears beginning to ring. Seth shrugged his shoulders.
"Figured we'd wake you up before we're late." He chuckled, hopping down from the table he gave me a hug.
"Late? Late for what?" I questioned, turning my body, but keeping my eyes on Seth as I hugged Sam.
"Well, after you took a nap yesterday, Sam had us enrolled in school! Isn't that awesome?" He boomed. I looked down at the floor and thought of the last time I went through school. I didn't even graduate and I died. Fate wasn't as forgiving with me as it was with my mother.
"Is Jacob going?" I questioned looking up at his face. Seth's face warped to one of depression as he shook his head. I smiled. "Good! I'll go!" I squealed happily. Seth looked at me confused, then broke out laughing.
"Wow Ells, you're cute." He laughed as I turned and dashed for the stairs. Jumping up two of them, I got my foot caught on one of the steps and tripped. Seth started laughing hysterically, same as Sam. "Oh my god! You're half vampire, half werewolf and you're still clumsy!" Seth howled. I felt my cheeks flush as I pushed myself up and ran the rest of the stairs and into Leah's bedroom. Slamming the door shut I grumbled a couple curse words and headed for the wardrobe. Now, what was I to wear? Flinging the doors open, I stared at all of the gaudy looking summer gowns and smiled. I hadn't worn a dress into school for a while; I wonder what this was going to be like?
Pulling out a grayish green spaghetti strapped dress I inched out of Seth's shirt and slid the dress on. Inside the wardrobe was a denim jacket that was short, one of those ones that stopped just below the breasts. I smiled as I held it up in the light to view it better. Turning it around I slide my arms into the sleeves and looked in a mirror. I looked hot. I smiled as I shut the wardrobe and opened her closet. On the floor was a mountain of shoes. I smiled as I looked at a pair of green wedge shoes that were probably the most cutest things I had ever seen. Well, besides my rainbow-heart-granny shoes. Grabbing them, i threw myself onto her bed and slide them on, tying the shiny green ribbon all the way up my leg to the middle of my calf. The dress had short skirt that stopped about knee high. Little green beads made little swirly designs on the breasts, which made mine look bigger. Although, if I stood sideways, I still looked fairly flat. Like a mosquito bit me almost. That's what I hated most about growing taller, my boobs got smaller. Either that or it was mainly because I hardly ate when I was with the Volturi? That could have been a possibility there.
Smiling, I stared at my hair. The last trial to get me through this mission, and the most dangerous of them all! Taming the possessed, knife bladed whips! Walking over to Leah's vanity I grabbed a brush and started to brush my hair out. Now what to do with? Parting it into three different handfuls I started to braid it and tied it off at the end with a black ribbon and pinned my bangs back with a couple bobby pins. I smiled at my reflection, not at all seeming like the monster I felt like the day before. I felt...human.
Opening Leah's door I
practically skipped out and shut the door again, heading down the
stairs -slowly this time. Seth was back in the kitchen talking to
Sam. He was probably all dressed with his famous polo shirt and
jeans. Turning the corner, I saw Seth wearing a long sweater and a
pair of skin tight jeans that made his butt look...stare-able. Sam
looked at me, his jaw dropped. Seth looked at him confused, then
turned around and noticed me.
"Ella you look..." He
stopped and looked at me. I felt my cheeks turn hot as I blushed and
started to note his knew look. His hair was spiked, all except for
his bangs which were straight down in the front of his face. His
sweater was black with belts on the arms and random little chains
dangling down from places such as the nipples, belly and shoulders.
His jeans were a darks blue and he wore a pair of black converse with
white skulls on them.
"What's with the Goth look?" I questioned, my voice cracking a bit. He shook his head, snapping back to reality and looked down at his clothes.
"well, every time we start over fresh, we have to have a new style. I was prep last year, so I'll be punk rock this year." He smiled at me, and that's when I really noticed it. He was wearing eyeliner. I pressed my lips together tightly, trying not to laugh. "What?" He questioned, his left eyebrow raised.
"How's that makeup doin' ya?" I giggled. Sam started laughing as Seth glared at us. It was just the look on his face that made me laugh so hard that I almost fell over.
"ha ha ha, suck it up you two. Let's get going." He muttered. Laughing Sam saluted him and shoved by him out the door to start the car. I smiled at Seth. He didn't look to happy that I was busting on his style. Nibbling on my bottom lip a bit, thinking whether or not I should do it, I walked up behind him and gently laid my hand on his butt. I could see the reflection off the door window as his eyes grew wide. He yelped and jumped away, his hands over his butt. "What the hell are you doing?" He hissed, looking at me worried. I laughed and shook my head.
"It's called saying hello, get used to it. Oh by the way, those jeans look sexy on you and so do the shoes. The skulls would be better pink though." I giggled. he rolled his eyes.
"I said I was punk rock, not fairy fag." He muttered, heading out the door. I laughed and followed him. Sam had brought the car out for the garage and was smiling as Seth climbed in the back. Shutting the door to the house behind me I slowly made my way off of the porch -so that I wouldn't fall- and made my way to the car. Going around, I made it look like I was going to climb into the passenger side, but instead climbed into the back with Seth. He looked at me confused then just shook his head. I smiled at him as Sam pulled out of the driveway and made his way down the road towards the school.
"So what's the story about my name?" I questioned, looking at Sam. Sam nodded and coughed a couple times to clear his throat.
"Well, I thought that you'd be the daughter of the first Mayella Cullen and you had a twin brother but he died at birth, so it's just you." He replied. I nodded, the words leaving a slight sting as he said that my brother died. At least he was sort of telling the truth. The son of the first Mayella Cullen is dead, but so was the daughter. I didn't say anything else. Instead I looked out the window as we passed Jacob's burnt down trailer. For some odd reason I really wanted to rebuild it and burn it down again, just to see the look on his face. Maybe I should wait till he rebuilds it? Burn it to the ground when he's sleeping...
I shook my head of all of the morbid thoughts. I love Jacob! Why would I want to kill him! I sighed and stared at the parking lot of the school as we pulled in. Sam drove us up to the front doors and stopped.
"Thanks dude." Seth said climbing out of the car. I nodded and climbed out also. Sam said his goodbyes and drove away down the road. I looked at the buildings. So little has changed with the buildings and stuff. The only difference was, they were all connected now with "hovering hallways" so that no one would have to worry about slipping in the mud and getting dirty or getting wet and having to go home. "Home sweet home." Seth chuckled. I looked at him and smiled.
"So, what's your name?" I asked, not sure if he was still considered a Clearwater or not. He sighed and looked at me, a faint smile on his face.
"Seth Uluey." He replied. I nodded. So, Seth Clearwater must have started to get suspicious so they changed it to Uluey. Smiling I stepped forward, and almost skipping I pulled the door open, the familiar scent of the school –likes books, body odor and strong perfume- tickling my nose.
"Come on Sethy poo!" I hollered looking back at him. He chuckled and shook his head, walking slowly towards me.
"You're in too good of a mood today, you know that?" He questioned, taking the door from my hand and slipping through. I shrugged my shoulders and giggled.
"So, it's better than being a crotchety old grouch." I replied. He nodded, his face warped to an agreement expression, yet his lips were in a hard line as if he were trying to force himself not to laugh. Skipping up the stairs on the inside, I charged through the door and into the office. A young girl was behind the desk, looking at me with confusion as I skipped up and sang my greeting.
"Mayella? Mayella Cullen?" She looked at me as if she were seeing a ghost. I looked around the room kind of confused then back at her with one eyebrow raised.
"Yeah?" She looked at me with wide eyes, her bottom lip trembling, and that's when I noticed the name tag she was wearing. Rena Benjamin. My heart wrenched in my chest as she leaned cross the desk, her arm extended to me. Did she know exactly who I was? Her eyes puddled as she whispered my name again.
"Mayella? Mayella it is you!" She howled. She came around the desk, her arms extended. I pulled away from her and screamed. Seth stepped forward and grabbed her by the arms. "Let me go! I have to talk to Mayella!" She squealed. I stared at her horrified as she struggled with Seth.
"You're mistaken!" Seth growled as she hit him in the face. Good thing, we were the only ones in there. "This is the daughter of Mayella Cullen, daughter of Isabella Cullen!" He attempted.
"No! This is her! I know it is! Mayella! Nelson! I know what Edward Cullen and Carlisle...I know what they are! Nelson is to! Please!" She squealed. Sighing, Seth bunched his fist and slammed it into her stomach. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she fell to the Floor.
"We really need to change your last name." He shook his head looking down at her. I stared at her, my bottom lip starting to tremble. I rushed forward and gathered her into my arms.
"Rena! Rena are you ok?" I cried out, my fingertips lightly grazing across her lips. Seth laid a hand on my shoulder.
"She'll be fine Ella, she's just knocked out." He whispered, rubbing the back of my neck. I shook my head as I buried my face into her neck. How could this have happened? Here I was, and here Rena was, my first human friend since moving to Forks...and now that I looked so different...
"What was she talking about?" I whispered, pulling away from her, wiping away a couple stray tears. Seth sighed and shook his head, his fingers pressing against his closed eyes slightly as if he had a headache. I stared at Rena for a long time, noting every change she had gone through since the last time I had seen her. She was very beautiful. Her face was longer, more defined, yet still held a sort of...babyish figure. She was thin still, but slightly chunky, her thighs bigger. Her chest was a good proportion with the rest of her body. Larger than the last time I had seen her, and huge compared to mine. Her hair was shoulder length, not like it had been in high school. It boasted a sort of...maturity that I wish my body could undergo, but I knew that it would never happen. Never.
Seth was silent behind me still. I listened to my surroundings. I had a feeling that we were the only ones in this corridor. The only heartbeats that were audible were Seth's, Rena's, and mine. I closed my eyes as I recorded the sound of them. Seth's was slow, strong sounding, almost hurting my ears. It sounded almost like a large drum being pounded on with a hard mallet. Rena's was a fast, evenly tempo pitter. It was quiet, but I could hear the frailty from its cries. I looked back at Seth. He shifted, his eyes prying into mine.
"What was she talking about?" I repeated. He shrugged his shoulders, grunting. Stepping forward he grabbed my arm and helped me to my feet.
"I don't know, but if you don't want to be arrested for attacking a teacher, then we better get going." He replied, pulling me out the door.
"But we can't just leave her like that." I protested, trying to get back into the room. Squeezing my arm, he ripped me off my feet.
"You don't know how to role-play do you!" He snarled, his forehead crumpled as he held me in front of him. I stared at him in horror, his sudden violence shocking. I had never seen this side of Seth before. A few kids who were in the hallway stopped and started murmuring about how abusive Seth was. I squeaked and looked away, my heart racing. A look of sympathy swept over his face as he let go slowly, his eyes looking almost overflowing with sorrow. "I'm sorry, Ell's." He whispered. I couldn't say anything, all I could do was stand there and pant, trying to fight back the tears. He looked at me, his face warping to one of serious apology. He clamped my face in his hands and pressed his lips against mine. I struggled to get away from him. He didn't like me as much as I thought he did. Seth, the one person whom I thought would never show any violence to me...has changed.
He let me pull away, his eyes open in shock as I clasped myself. I listened to the whispers of the students about me. His bottom lip trembled as his fists clenched. I thought he was going to punch me when his fists shot up to his own face, his palms buried into his quickly dampening eyes. He crouched down, his face in his legs, he cried. Soon the stabbing, whispered accusations started to change their target. Now it was switching around as if I were the bad guy. I stepped forward and dropped to my knees, throwing my arms around him. I couldn't stand to hear him cry. I couldn't stand it. It hurt just way to much. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly as he cried into my chest.
"Seth, please don't cry." I whispered, laying my cheek on his head. He sniffled and held me tighter. The murmurs subsided as a cold hand grasped my shoulder and pulled me away. I looked back to see who it was. She was old. In her early sixties, late fifties, but I knew her. Ms. Talis. I stared at her in awe as I moved away. Seth looked up at her, sniffling. She smiled at him lovingly and helped him to his feet.
"Where are you two supposed to be?" She asked. Seth looked at me, the tears drying up faster than I had expected them to. I know what we were doing. We had to get our schedule's, but the Rena attacked us. Or rather me. She looked back at me as well. I shrugged my shoulders. Time for the awesome Cullen mind to start ticking.
"We went to get our schedule's but when the secretary went to get something across the room, she collapsed." I lied. "We were on our way to get someone to help when I got hysterical. Seth was trying to calm me down, he told me to relax. He said even if I had to fake being relaxed. That's why he asked my if I'd ever role-played before. He frightened me when he didn't want to, because he was frightened as well, then all of these students came out of the classrooms." I looked around. Seth flashed me a shocked expression behind the teachers back, then nodded when she turned and looked at him once more.
"It's true." He whispered, faking a sniffle, dragging his hand across his nose. She cocked an eyebrow as she leaned in closer to him. He pulled away, looking slightly violated.
"Your eyeliner is running." She informed him. He grunted his eyes wide. I stifled a laugh as a couple kids behind me let it go. She smiled then shook her head. "Was it that Rena, again?" She asked, looking back at me, with a suspicious look. I didn't know what it meant. The way she looked at me. Did it mean she was blaming me? Or was it that she knew something I didn't? I shrugged my shoulders as I followed her into the office, her hands clenched to keep warm in front of her. She looked down at Rena who was still on the floor, her face peaceful looking. Mrs. Talis shook her head and stepped over the girl who was once my human best friend. "Honestly, the girl has a clinical condition and she still gets herself worked up about nothing." She commented walking over to her desk and grabbing two envelopes. Walking back over to us, she handed them to both Seth and I and smiled. "Look over those, then get to class." She ordered. Seth nodded, his eyes hidden by his hair. I nodded and thanked her. She just winked and walked by me, over Rena and out the door.
"Nice move there Ell's." Seth whispered looking at me. I looked over at him confused, then nodded, realizing what he was commenting on. "How did you ever manage to come up with an excuse like that?" He asked putting his envelope down near his side. I shrugged my shoulders.
"I don't know, I kind of blacked out and let my head do the talking." I replied slightly embarrassed. He laughed and shook his head, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, starting to lead me back out the door and into the hallway. "Are we just going to leave her there?" I questioned, looking back over my shoulder as the office door shut behind us.
"Well, Mrs. Talis didn't seem too worried about it, possibly this happens a lot?" He chuckled lightly. I shrugged my shoulders again and sighed. Opening my envelope I looked at my first period class. Biology. Nice. "You know," Seth started, intruding on my thoughts. I looked at him like confused bird that had been jiggled out of its nest. "You act a lot like your father." He smiled at me. I snorted and looked away. He laughed. "Of course, there's a toss in of your mother too. You can have a haughty, high and mighty attitude like Edward, then you freak out and act like wuss like your mother." I glared at him and stuck my tongue out, moving away from him. He laughed and pointed. "See! There you go Bella!" He laughed. Turning, I ran from him and up the stairs, his laughter ringing through the hallways as I charged in through the Biology lab doors.
Class was already starting when I walked in. The teacher smiled at me caringly as I walked int.
"Class, we have another new student today," He held his arm out as I came to his side. Another? I looked around wondering who else it had been who joined the class, then my eyes stopped on them. Jacob was sitting in the back of the room, his short, beautiful glistening cropped hair shimmering in the florescent light, looking even more like a god than I had last seen him. But I smelt something awful. I looked a little farther and on the other side of the room, still in the back, was Nessie. I growled a little as I glared at her. She flashed me an innocent smile. "Introduce yourself." The teacher told me. I whirled around and grabbed the chalk. I quickly scribbled my name in incoherent letters across the board. I turned around and scowled, my fists clenched.
"My name is Mayella Elizabeth…" I paused, realizing that I hadn't written down the last name Cullen on the board. "Black." I finished. "My mother died when I was little, she came to this school also. My father is Jacob Black Jr." I knew that Jacob went by the last name Uluey. I hoped. "I'm the only surviving twin of my mother." I walked to the back of the room and went to claim a seat in the way back so that I could hit Nessie in the back of the head with spit wads, but as I put my paper on the desk, the teacher said my name. I looked up as he pointed to the empty seat next to Nessie. I snorted and slammed my books onto that table instead. Sitting in the chair, I heard Renesmee giggled.
"Hiya sis" She cooed mockingly. I glared at her. She handed me a note with little hearts scribbled on it and in fancy cursive lettering said Jakie-poo. I scowled at the paper and snorted. "Hand that to Jacob please." I sneered and opened it up, looking at it and in bold lettering were the three words that pissed me off. I love you. Standing, I walked, gave Jake the note and walked out. I was going to kill her if I didn't.
