Okay, Sorry in advance. This chapter is kind of a filler. I just couldn't pass up the time to write about Brooke and Darrin and instead just write about Bella and Edward. I'm pretty sure every story has plenty of romance in it and i will be getting to it. ENJOY!
As I pull into our driveway I see Brooke's car parked in the garage, already. I don't bother pulling mine in along side it because I will just have to take it out again later.
I turn the engine off and step out of the car into the cool morning air. The dew is still on the ground and the light from porch light is gleaming off of the front lawn. It's exceedingly quiet out because it's so early so I can hear the crunch of the stones beneath my feet.
I walk up the steps and into the house. Brooke has her stereo blasting. It's one of her favorite songs, Popular by The Veronicas. It's from one of my many CD's that she's listened to from my human years.
I walk to her bathroom and I see her dancing while putting her make-up on. I just stand there and watch her for a moment, trying not to laugh. Of course, I failed. After a short moment I couldn't suppress the urge to laugh any longer. She turned around abruptly and scowled at me.
"Hi, Mom. Thanks for laughing at me." She said sarcastically.
"Sorry. I couldn't help it." She again turned and glared at me then turned back towards the mirror. "Oh, honey you know I'm just jealous. I'm just lucky that I can actually walk across a flat surface now without falling, I couldn't imagine moving the way you do."
"That's true. I've seen you try to dance before. It's actually really funny." Now it was my turn to give her a dirty look.
"Anyways, Darrin will be back shortly and after you two are done getting ready for school, I will drop you off." I said, I'm sure she was well aware of our morning routine but for some reason, actually I was pretty sure I knew the reason, I was in a rush.
"Alright. Oh!, Mom what is the name of the main character chick from the Scarlet Letter? I forget and we have a quiz today." Seriously? Is she kidding?
"Brooke, how many times have you been through high school now?," Not bothering to wait for an answer, I answer it myself, "At least four. And I'm fairly sure that you've had this book assigned to you at least that many times. You really should be able to remember this." How could she forget something like this? This book is a literary classic. "Okay, well now that I'm done lecturing you, sorry by the way, her name is Hester Prynne."
"Ahhhh… Hester, that's right. Alright, sorry, maybe I'll actually pay attention in English class today." I just laughed at her and turned back towards the living room. I highly doubted that she would actually do that.
I walked into the living room and decided to lay down on the couch and watch the news for the morning. I hadn't seen the weather for the past couple of days, maybe a sunny day was coming up and we could have a day for some family bonding. Brooke and Edward seemed to get acquainted rather quickly but Darrin seemed a little shy and intimidated around him. It's something I'll have to talk to him about.
I was listening to the weather man, Gary Stevens, go on and on about the fronts coming in off the ocean and down from Canada. Of course, it was going to rain. It's what always happens in Forks. Just when they cut back to the news desk, Darrin walked in the door.
"Hey Mom. What's in the forecast? Wait! I bet it's rain." The first thing he says and he's joking. This is the Darrin I'm used to. He came in and took a seat on the sofa.
"And right you are. Rain will be drizzling down upon us for the next five days at least." I replied trying to imitate the seriousness of the forecaster's voice.
"Goodie, the everlasting showers have yet to cease." At this, I burst out with hysteric laughter. The sentence just sounded so formal, I think that's the first time I ever heard him use the phrase 'have yet to cease'.
"You should get in the shower. You have grease all over you. That's going to take awhile to get off." I suggested, after I had finished laughing.
"Yeah, I'm headed there now. Mom can I ask you a question first?" I had a feeling this had something to do with Edward.
"Of course."
"Alright, well when I was in the garage with Rose, she said something about you and Edward getting back together. I was just wondering if you… well if you were." I noticed that he didn't call Edward, his dad.
"Well, we haven't had that discussion yet. Why were you wondering?" I didn't really understand why he would be so tentative to ask me this, as if he were afraid of my answer.
"I was just wondering, I mean I don't really know him yet and if you two did get together he would probably move in right?"
"I don't know. But I wouldn't do anything unless you and Brooke were both okay with it. I would never have someone stay with us unless all of us were comfortable with that situation." I would have thought he'd have known this already.
"Okay, thanks Mom." He stood up and started to walk towards his bathroom.
"Hey Darrin?"
Yeah, Mom?"
"Your dad, Edward. He's not a bad guy. You should get to know him."
"I know he's not a bad guy. It's just… he's a bit intimidating don't you think? I mean he's done a lot of really awesome things. Alice told us a lot about him, and a lot about when you two where together before. He just seems really serious all the time. And Mom you know me, how often am I actually serious?" He said the last part laughing.
"Not very often. We've all had a lot to deal with lately, just give him time, he'll loosen up. And Emmett is the same way that you are and they both get along so well. It'll just take time. We should do something together as a family, with everyone. I think Brooke's interested in playing a game of soccer."
"Sweet! Me and Brooke would kill the other team. No questions asked." His mood was picking up now.
"Okay, I'll talk to Edward and Alice about it. There's a place where I used to watch them play baseball, that I think would make an excellent soccer field."
"Awesome! It should be SOON! I've been in need for some real competition." He said smiling, I knew he said it just loud enough so Brooke could hear him.
"I HEARD THAT!" Brooke shouted from her bathroom. Me and Darrin both started laughing. We both knew that Brooke was better at soccer than Darrin, he just liked to annoy her. Darrin just continued laughing and walk off towards his own bathroom, to get a shower.
I glanced up at the clock and noticed that we had ten minutes until we had to leave. Then I would come back home, do laundry, clean the house a little bit and wait for Edward to show up. I could barely contain my excitement. I wanted to rush the kids to school early, as if it would make Edward get here faster. I knew that he wouldn't, however, show up until noon. He was always on time for everything, exactly.
"Brooke, you have like five minutes until we have to leave." She on the other hand rarely paid attention to the clock, one of the things that she didn't have in common with her father.
"Alright, alright. Don't rush me, I'm almost done."
Darrin walked back into the living room with two minutes to spare. If only Brooke could get ready that fast. He was ready in only eight minutes.
"Did I get all the grease off Mom?" He asked me spinning around in a circle.
"Well, I don't see any so, I'm going to assume that you did. You two must have been doing more than just changing a couple of wires." This was obvious, even I knew that you couldn't get the dirty from just changing wires.
"Well, yeah, we changed his oil, too." That explains all the grease, well it was probably oil actually.
"Ohh. That makes a little more sense. So you like Rosalie?"
"Yeah, she's pretty cool. Who else has an Aunt that's that into cars? It's pretty refreshing after spending all my time around Brooke. She'd have a panic attack if she got some grease on her." We started laughing. It was probably right though. "So Brooke has Alice, and I have Rosalie. And what's up with Jasper anyways? He seems a little shy. Like he only really talks when he's asked a question or something."
"Jasper has a lot to deal with all the time. If you think that you have been overwhelmed lately. That's how he feels 24/7. He's always being bombarded with these emotions from everyone else. I couldn't even imagine having to deal with that all the time. But questions later, we have to get going, or we're going to be late and we don't need to do that two days in a row."
"Alrighty then. Let's get going for another amazingly exciting day at Forks High." He said with fake excitement coloring his voice. I just laughed and called for Brooke.
"I'm coming, I'm coming. Hold on a second. Mom, have you seen my other black flat?"
"It's by the front door." She's the complete opposite of organized, except for when it comes to her bathroom and beauty products.
"Oh. Alright, I'm ready, we can leave now."
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I dropped the kids off at school and went back home and started the laundry. First I did all the jeans, except the pair that Darrin had been wearing in the garage. I had to scrub them out by hand, and I just threw his shirt in the trash, there was no hope for it.
I always had to do this, practically every time he did anything in the garage. I think he likes doing this just to give me something to do, as if I have nothing better to do. Well, usually I don't, but today is different.
Edward will be here in two minutes. I walk into the kitchen and put the dawn dish soap back under the sink, it's there specifically for 'projects' like Darrin's pants. Why else would we need it? To wash the supper dishes? Ha! As if.
Just as I close the cupboard door, the door bell rings. This must be Edward. Here we go. I walk to the door and pause before opening it. There he is, in all his glory.
"Hi, Edward, come on in."
BTW, For those who've read Breaking Dawn... Thumbs up or Down? For my its Two Thumbs Up! I absolutely LOVED IT!