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Chapter 11

"Hi, Boo!" Alice says openly with a smile, soft and elegant.

"Hey, Boo!" Emmett says with a side smile. He looks hot with a smile like that! . . . .

"Hey everyone!" I smile and look around at everyone, at all their gorgeous faces. What I would do to be one of them . . ., "It's nice to meet you all! Thanks for having me over!"

"It's a pleasure!" Carlisle says smiling.

"Hello, Boo," Edward says sincerely with a crooked smile, I thought I would drool (ew) but somehow I was dry. With the look of his face, it would be hard not to drool! "Welcome to our home. You may come over anytime for Rikki, or if you just want to talk to someone."

I smile, "Thanks."

Rikki stands up and fixes her shirt. I look at her dish and it's been licked clean. Knowing Rikki, she probably did lick it—literally. Rikki takes her plate and brings it to the sink to wash. I eat the last few noodles on my dish and go to the sink. While Rikki dries her plate, I go to clean my dish. I reach for the cold water handle.

"Oh, you don't have to wash your dish! You're our guest! Let me get that for you!" Emmett has kindly come over to me to clean my dish for me.

"Thanks, Emmett!" I smile at him and he smiles back. He cleans my dish.

"Thank's again everyone. It has been really nice meeting you!" I smile and wave to everyone as Rikki grabs my arm.

"Same here, Boo!" All the Cullens say together still smiling.

"C'mon!" Rikki says impatiently. We both smile.

Rikki and I run up and the stairs and I follow her into a room.

"It's nice up here!" I say looking around at all the CDs on the shelves covering the wall.

"You'll get used it!" Rikki says pulling out a basket. She pulls it up and places it on the lounging chair, then sitting next to it, "Come sit!"

I sit next to her and look into the basket. Rikki has nail polish of every color in there, "How many bottles of nail polish do you have?!" I say smiling.

"I stopped counting after 38!" She says pulling out a light sparkly blue, and a shiny light green.

I laugh, "Do you have a dark purple?"

"Yep!" Rikki digs in the basket and finds a solid, dark purple. It is really pretty.

"Ooh! That's nice! I'll use that!" I say taking the bottle. Rikki pulls out a red decal bottle and a white decal bottle.

"You should use white as a decal if you want one." Rikki says handing me the white bottle.

"Okay." We begin painting our nails in quiet for a few minutes. I start thinking about Rikki being a Cullen, but not a vampire. I realized I didn't really understand the whole thing. Should I ask Rikki about it again? Sure, why not, "Hey Rikki?"

"Yeah?" Rikki says blowing on her left hand with wet nail polish.

"Well, you know how you told me about how you ended up here in the Cullen's home right?" Rikki nods, "Well, I just realized now, that I didn't completely understand what you meant. It was a little confusing. Would you mind telling me again?"

"No prob! Okay, so. My parents, Andrew and Catherine, had me before they became vampires. No knew how they became vampires . . . not even my parents themselves." She spoke clearly so I could understand. I feel stupid, hearing the same story twice . . ., "They were a part of the Cullen family, but they went hunting and didn't come back. Carlisle said, that my parents wanted the Cullens to take care of me. I was only six months old. So now, I live with the Cullens! They take care of me like I am their own child—who somehow isn't a vampire." She smiles while painting her right hand nails, "Understand better now?"

"Yeah. Thanks. Sorry, I just wasn't so clear on what you meant."

"No problem!" Rikki smiles at me and then looks back her nails. Rikki then shifts her position a little bit . . . hitting the open nail polish bottle. The bottle was near the edge and it has fallen to the floor—top first.

"HOLY CRAP!" Rikki exclaims.

Edward walks in. What would he want from Rikki in her room?

Edward's face fills with fury. I look straight at him, but his eyes aren't on me, they're on the giant light green splotch next to the lounging chair. That's when I realize this isn't Rikki's room—it's Edwards.

"I'm sooo sorry Edward." I say standing up and taking the blame.

He looks at me with the red anger slowing, "I know it wasn't you, don't worry." Edward gives Rikki a weird look. His voice calms me down from my tense position.

"SORRY!" Rikki exclaims, "I really am Edward. This time I mean it!"

"Right . . ." Edward says standing still like a statue.

"I'm gonna clean that up now! . . ." Rikki quickly gets up and runs downstairs—probably for a sponge.

Edward smiles, "It's fun to do that. Rikki always annoys me, and I get so called "mad". I make an angry face and look at what she has done and it creeps her out!" His eyes stare straight at me. Edward chuckles.

I smile and giggle as well, "Very clever. I believed you, myself!"

Edward walks toward me and my heart beats a little faster for every step he takes closer to me. Not because he is scaring me (which he's not), but his beautiful features and face were so astonishing that I was getting nervous.

"So . . ." Edward begins, "How are you?" Edward gets a few inches away from me and I think he can hear my heart beat at the speed it's beating.

"I . . . I'm good." I stutter, "I'm good. You?"

"Quite well, now that you say it."

What do I say now? HOLY CRAP. I'M IN THE SAME ROOM AS EDWARD CULLEN. HE'S ABOUT FIVE INCHES AWAY FROM ME AND I BLANK OUT. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!

I stand there looking up at him. We remain silent with straight faces. I look up at him—his tall body. I think he examins my face because he looks around my face at each feature. Then a small chunk of hair slips from the rest of my hair and slides down in front of my face. Edward gently pulls the piece out of the way from my face, and tucks it behind my ear. His finger hits my ear, his cold fingers feel good. They were a lot colder than they seemed it the book Twilight, which were described as 'ice cold'.

I give the tiniest smirk to Edward and he does the same. His eyes gaze into mine and switch back and forth like he looks at each one carefully. I hear pounding on the stairs and I see Rikki charge in. She runs to the green nail polish spill on the ground and she cleans it up neatly with a purple sponge.

Rikki cleans it up and freezes in place. Then she looks right at us, "Did I miss something?" she asks.

Edward and I look at each other. He takes a few steps back and I watch him as he walks away.

"No." Edward says.

"Nothing." I agree.

Rikki looks at us suspiciously, "Whatever."

Edward leaves the room. Rikki runs to return the sponge to the kitchen, and I stand there speechless.

Rikki comes back and she puts the nail polish in the basket. She walks me to her room which has two red and two gray walls. The North and South walls are red and the East and West are gray. The same gray that was in Edward's room.

Rikki and I go outside in the sun to practice/play field hockey and lacrosse. I stayed over at the Cullens' until 8:30pm.

When I got home, I realized that today was the best day ever. I met the Cullen's (except Rosalie who apparently didn't want to meet me) and Edward. I saw there house and I got close to Edward. Yes, the Edward Cullen. I plop down on my bed in my pajamas and close my eyes. I still have the cold feeling of Edward's hand hitting my ear.

I lay there . . . still speechless.