COMPLICATIONS
Everyone was watching Edward and me as we walked in to the classroom. Mr. Banner was in the back room getting the VCR and TV, so we were good.
I sat down and Mr. Banner came and hooked up and popped the tape in the VCR. The lights went off and I was suddenly aware of a buzzing of electricity.
I looked over to see Edward sitting like a couple of centimeters away from me.
I gulped and put my hands on the table to avoid from touching him.
He grinned at my sudden urges and placed a hand on top of mine.
As the opening credits began, Edward was playing with my fingers, rubbing his thumb over my palm, basically exploring my hand with his cool one.
I looked over at him and smiled. He winked. I tried to pay attention to the video, but Edward was very much distracting.
Much too soon, the lights came back on and Edward let his hand drop from mine. I had no idea what I just saw.
"Well, that was interesting," Edward commented.
We walked to Gym with mindless chatter. "Goodbye," I said once we reached the gymnasium.
He reached up a hand and softly touched my face, a trail from the corner of my eye to the edge of my chin.
"Goodbye Aubrianna." He murmured in his sexy, low voice.
I was very weak in the knees as I walked into the locker room. Damn dazzling vampire.
Coach announced we would be starting out games of badminton. I frowned at that. I wasn't very good at it and therefore thought it was a stupid sport.
"Hey Aubrie, wanna be partners?" Mike asked.
"What about Jessica?" I asked.
"She's with Lauren, I already checked." Mike said.
I breathed a sigh in relief. "Oh, so I'm second choice, aren't I?" I joked.
Mike didn't get it. "Of course not!"
I almost facepalmed myself. "Alright, I gotta warn you. I'm not very good."
"No worries, Aubrie. I'll save you." He said in his best super hero tone.
The games sucked. I missed the little birdie every time it was passed to me. I would also trip, hit myself in the head, or let go of the racket and it would fly, usually hitting Mike somewhere.
One time I actually hit Mike in his "junk". Poor guy. Mike was still a rock star, though. He may be dumber than a sack of potatoes, but he knows how to be athletic.
At the end of gym, Mike and I were declared champions. Mike hooted and hollered. He even lifted me up on his shoulders and started to sing "We Are the Champions". Jessica's face killed me.
"Mike! Put me down!" I scolded. He put me down and I looked at him, pissed off.
Lauren came stomping over. At first I thought she was angry at me, but then she started hitting Mike. "You idiot! If you dropped Aubrie, she could've been out for the rest of the season! You can practically kiss our competition goodbye!"
As Lauren was still hitting Mike, I met Edward outside once I changed back into my old clothes. But an obstacle was in my way. A blonde obstacle.
"You and Cullen, huh?" He asked.
I scowled. "That's not your business."
"I don't like it."
"You don't have to!" I exclaimed, bewildered.
"He looks at you like…like you're something to eat!" Mike said, scrunching up his nose in disgust.
I couldn't hold it back. This line cracked me up in the book and the movie. My sides still hurt from laughter as I met Edward.
"Hey you." He greeted.
"Hello. What's up with you?" I asked, my stomach getting those butterflies.
"Newton's getting on my nerves." He muttered darkly.
"You were not listening again, were you?" I asked.
"I've never seen you so clumsy before. Badminton not your sport?" He said angelically.
I groaned in frustration. "You're unbelievable!"
"I'm sorry, Aubrie. But you got me addicted to you in an unhealthy way. How do you expect me not to listen?" Edward asked.
I furrowed my eyebrows and continued to walk towards the Volvo. I was definitely pouting.
"Aubrie, come on." I ignored him. I kept stomping to the Volvo.
All I could think about is how embarrassing it was for Edward to see me something I'm not good at. At all. But I wasn't really mad. I knew he would be listening in. But that doesn't mean I get to play around with it a little bit.
I opened the Volvo and looked out the window as Edward got in the car.
"Are you still mad?" He asked.
I huffed and still looked out the window.
"Look Aubrie, I'm sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?" Edward asked.
I laughed. "I'm not really mad. It's humiliating, but I knew you would most likely listening in. You don't have to do anything."
"You're a very good liar."
"I suppose so. I've never really gotten caught lying before, even when I was a kid. I don't know if that's good or not."
"For me, it's not good. I can barely tell if you're telling the truth or not. Makes it harder to figure you out." Edward said.
"You're not exactly Honest Abe, either. You happen to be a fantastic liar." I said.
He grinned. "I know. Years of practice."
"Question. How are we going to do the driving arrangements for Saturday?" I asked.
"Depends. Does Officer Swan know where you're going to be and who you'll be with?"
"I don't know. I'm still debating on whether to tell him or not." I said.
"I think you should tell him!" Edward practically snapped.
"Okay, sure. I'll tell my protective father that I'm spending the day with a gorgeous boy who happens to be a vampire."
"You don't have to tell him the whole truth." Edward said, rolling his eyes.
"I'm thinking about telling him about you, though. Makes things easier and I don't like to lie to my daddy. But why do you care so much?" I asked.
"Some liability to bring you back." Edward said, glancing in my direction for a reaction.
"You're not scaring me." I said.
"I know you think you know everything, but I don't think even a book can explain on how your blood lures me in and how bad I want to drink it." Edward said quietly.
Oh I think there is a book. It's called Midnight Sun, buddy.
"No, but I have the general idea. And you're with me now, aren't you?"
"I suppose so. I'm getting better with my control," Edward said. "But still, tell your dad that you'll be with me. Say we're dating or whatever."
"Alrighty. That makes things a whole lot easier." I said.
We made some small talk before we finally got to my house. "Thanks for everything. Tomorrow I have cheerleading, so…"
"I can stay after and watch or something." Edward volunteered quickly. Really quickly.
I raised an eyebrow. "Do you want to watch me cheer?"
"A little bit," he admitted. "It's kinda your thing. It'll be nice to see you in your element."
I considered this. "I guess so. Goodbye Edward, see you tomorrow."
I got out but Edward's icy hand stopped me.
"Oh Aubrie?"
"Yeah?"
"Tomorrow it's my turn to ask the questions."
I smiled. "Okay. Have fun with that." I walked to my door and he sped off.
That night Edward was in my dreams. I knew for sure he was watching me, and all I wanted to do was talk to him. But I know that wouldn't necessarily go over as smooth as I would like it to be, Just opens another can of questions about how I know stuff and it gets closer to the Bella issue.
So I was pretty much faking being asleep until three in the morning. To say I was tired that morning would be an extreme understatement.
I put some foundation on to cover the bag under my eyes. I curled my long hair and put on some skinny jeans, a red blouse, and my Sperry's.
"Good morning." I grumbled.
"Tough night?" My dad asked.
I nodded and yawned.
"Well about this Saturday, did you find out who you were going with?" He asked, drinking his cup of coffee.
"Actually yes. I'm going on a date with Edward Cullen. He asked and I couldn't refuse." I answered.
"Edward Cullen? That boy that saved you from the van?" My dad questioned, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Yes Daddy. He's really sweet and such a gentleman!" I reassured him, eating my orange quickly.
"Well, I'm going to go to work. I want to meet this boy sometime, though."
"Alright Daddy. Have a fantastic day!" I said.
A few minutes later, I was ready to go to school. I stepped outside and saw his Volvo in my driveway. He waited in his car. I walked over and slid in.
"Good morning." His voice always has that silky effect on it. "How are you today?"
"Super-duper." I replied, still a little bit sleepy.
He looked at my face. I felt like he could see right through the foundation and see the bags underneath my eyes. "You look tired."
"Couldn't sleep very well last night." I said.
"Neither could I." Edward teased.
I giggled and rolled my eyes. "You're a dork, but I do suppose I got more than you did."
"I don't think anyone has ever called me a dork before."
"Then I'll be your first. Anyway, what'd you do last night?" I probably had the wicked gleam in my eyes. I already know.
He chuckled. "Not a chance. It's my day to ask the questions."
"Okay. What do you want to know?"
"What's your favorite color?" He asked.
"Purple, hands down." I said immediately.
"Why?"
"That's been my favorite color since birth. I love it."
"Alright then… favorite movie?" He was looking at my reactions.
"That's a hard one, but I'll have to go with the Fast and Furious series."
"Why?" His lips were twitching, like he was fighting a smile.
"I love action movies and this just happens to be my favorite. It has a great plot, hot guys, beautiful cars, and great action sequences. Transformers movies are pretty good, too." I explained.
"No chick flicks?"
"I can deal with them, but they aren't my absolute favorite things in the world. I guess I'll have to be in the mood. That hard and heavy stuff can be too much sometimes."
"You're a very different girl…" He trailed off.
"I never said I was normal." I defended myself.
"It's not a bad thing! Favorite song?"
"Now that's not fair."
"Why not?"
"I literally love everything and anything. Just no heavy metal or screamo. If you play that, I would probably jump out of the car."
"Favorite flower?"
"It's a tie between orchids and lilies."
"No roses?"
"Way too cliché." I said rolling my eyes.
"Alright then. How about food?"
"Do you even have to ask? Oranges!"
"Drink?"
"Orange juice."
"Ice cream flavor?"
"Orange sherbet."
"Fruit?"
"Now you're just trying to be funny." I laughed.
He laughed too. "TV show?"
"Dance Moms."
"That's terrible."
"Have you seen the show?"
"Well, no."
"Then you should not judge."
"Favorite book?"
Oh boy. "I like the Harry Potter and Hunger Games series. The Twilight Series is probably one of my favorite too."
Once his laughter finally down he asked, "Are you religious?"
"That was random. But yeah, I am very into my faith. I'm Methodist and go to church almost every Sunday and I'm involved in my Youth Group." I said.
"Interesting…" I don't really know Edward's take on God and all that.
We finally got to school and he kept asking me questions as he walked me to English.
By lunch, he was talking about my life in my old world. "Any car?"
"I was a very spoiled only child and had a purple Camaro." I said.
"Any boyfriends?"
"Yes. His name was Adam. We were childhood best friends and eventually got together when I was like thirteen. When I moved away, we broke up." I said.
"You guys sound like the stereotype soul mates." Edward said bitterly.
"Adam is definitely not my soul mate." I said, laughing at the thought of it. I do miss him, though.
"Why?" Edward asked.
"Well, when I moved away I wasn't really hung up on it. He had a controlling issue. He liked to know where I was all the time and he couldn't stand it if I talked to anyone else besides him, even my friends. Do I miss him as a friend? Of course. As a boyfriend? Hell no."
"Were you smart in your old school?"
I scoffed. "I am proud to say that I was on top of my class, very much."
"What's your favorite kind of chips?"
"Salt and Vinegar."
"Favorite gemstone?"
"Emerald."
"Why?"
"It's my birthstone and I just love it. It's way better than diamonds, but I don't mind them either."
"Favorite candy?"
"Starbursts. Mike and Ikes when I'm sad."
"When you're sad…?"
"It's a comfort thing," I shrugged.
"Favorite fast food resteraunt?"
"Sonic. I love their Cherry Limeades. Another comfort thing. I also like Chick-Fil-A."
He went on with more of the questions, although this time we were back to my childhood. He asked more about my friends and a lot more about Adam.
At gym, Mike was still working the whole badminton thing. I ended up hitting myself in the face with a racket, trying to swing. I groaned in frustration.
"Here, let me help you." Mike said.
He came at me from behind and put his hand over mine and helped me swing through the motions. I know he was enjoying this a lot more then he should, but I did appreciate it because it improved my hits greatly.
Edward was rather irritated when he walked me back to his car. I think it was because of the whole Mike thing.
On the way home we talked about worsts. Worst kiss, worst date, worst rumor, worst day, worst birthday, worst movie, worst song, and worst sport.
"Badminton is probably the worst sport. I'm usually decent in sports and this one just sucks for me."
"I can tell."
"You were listening again…" I trailed off.
"Mike liked having his hands on you." He said disgusted and angrily.
"I bet. But he did help me with my swing." I defended Mike.
"Why are you defending him and letting him have passes on you?!"
"Why are you so angry? He's just my friend and he knows that's all we're going to be." I grumbled at him, pissed off Edward is acting this way.
"I'm sorry Aubrie. It just drives me crazy that he can put his hands on you to teach you and I can't."
I raised an eyebrow. "You want to teach me how to play badminton?"
"To come to think of it, no. That's pretty much a lost cause." Edward teased.
"Whatever."
Then he kept rolling with the questions. This time he wanted to know about Missouri. What makes it pretty, what makes it ugly, what's it like in the Midwest, and all that stuff.
We talked for hours and the sky was getting dark. "Are you done?" I asked.
"No, not even close, but your dad will be home soon."
I looked at the clock to see my dad should be driving home from work soon.
"It's twilight," Edward murmured. "It's the safest time of the day for us. But also the saddest, in a way. Then end of another day, the return of night. Darkness is so predictable, don't you think?"
"I love night time, and matter of fact night is my favorite time if the day. I love the mystery and the beauty behind it. I also love the stars." I said.
"Your dad is around the corner…"
"Do you want to stay for dinner? You don't have to eat, of course. But my dad wants to meet you. I told him you're taking me out on Saturday and he's just a tad bit protective."
"Sure," then all of a sudden he tensed up. "Not good." He muttered.
"What is it?" I asked. His jaw was seriously clenched.
"I don't think I can stay, another complication." He said glumly.
"Okay, goodbye. See you tomorrow." I said, turning to open the door.
He took my hand and caressed my face. His topaz eyes were gazing into my blue ones. "Have a wonderful night, Aubrie. Get some more sleep, too."
I smiled and stepped out into the rain. I saw Edward pull out of the driveway before speeding off. I saw another car coming in, but it was a tiny black one, not the police cruiser.
"Hey Aubrie!" A husky voice captured my attention.
"Hello Jacob." I smiled and greeted.
I saw Billy get out of the car, with the help of Jacob. I looked at Billy to see if he recognized Edward and if he knew he was right here.
He looked at me back and the look in his eyes answered my questions mentally.
Yes, he knew.
Author's Note:
Here's the update for today. I don't know why, but I really like this chapter. Hahaha anyway please review? I'm not one of those people that say "give me (insert number) reviews and I'll update" but I really do read all of them. I got in trouble in class today, because I was reading one during her lecture, lol. But yeah. Reviews? And if you have time, please vote on who you think should play Aubrie. xoxoxo
