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Chapter Twenty-One
Sarah Rose Black
Colby! I yelled in my head. He needed to know what happened last night. That caught his attention.
"What?" he asked. I was about to tell him when Lexi came to us.
"Hey, guys," she said, smiling. She looked at me, "The class is about to begin," she noted. I looked at Colby who was in another world. Did I look like that when I talked to Joe? Hmm...I hope not. Because right now he looked like an idiot.
"Yeah," I breathed. "See you at Lunch." Colby nodded and left. I went inside the class without another word. She sat down on her seat next to me.
"What's up?" she asked. I think I just stared for a second before I spoke. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what she was hiding.
"Except from the fact that we met last night in the woods?" I whispered the last part. She rolled her green eyes.
"Why do you make it such a huge deal?" she asked. "It's not." I narrowed my eyes at her.
"Let's just say I have lived my life experiencing the weirdest, but that I have never seen before." I patted my head mentally for managing to explain without blowing any secrets I was bound to protect.
She laughed lightly, "Have you never seen a person standing in the woods?"
"No," I replied quickly then lent closer to her, deciding on what I was going to say even if it did sound scary or abnormal or whatever. "I have never seen a human standing in the woods alone." Not like her, not without any equipment, not at mid-night and definitely not in winter.
I thought her green eyes got a shade darker, but she grinned.
She whispered in my ear, "Who told you I was human?" I blinked rapidly. I must have known this, right? Then why did it surprise me that bad?
I took a second to collect my thoughts, "You're not," I stated, "Then, what are you?" I asked.
She looked around her, taking in the setting, "I think it would be for the best if we talk about this later, don't you think?" I just nodded. I didn't know what I was getting myself into.
The class couldn't pass quickly enough; I was looking forward to Lunch; I would see Joe again. Besides, the faster the day passes, the faster I know what Lexi was. I wasn't that afraid; I had seen it all, right? Are there even any more creatures than the ones I had seen? My own father and brother were werewolves, my mother was half-vampire, my grandparents and half my uncles and aunts are vampires and the rest are also werewolves.
Hell, I'm a mythical creature myself. Just one that hasn't been named yet.
I went to Lunch with Lexi, I noticed how she ate an apple. So, vampire canceled. There aren't any vampires with green eyes anyways.
Joe introduced me to his friends, Peter, Andrea and Ryan. Lexi spent the time with Colby. I shot them a glance every now and then. I wanted to tell Colby, to warn him. But I decided against it; he wouldn't let me go with her. Besides, irritating him was the last thing I wanted to do when he only phased for the first time yesterday. I was going to keep this a secret for now, like I always did. I would tell when I'm done. Sorry, bro.
Let alone he looked happy. I didn't want to ruin that, especially after yesterday.
"So what are you doing today after school?" Joe asked. I thought about it for a second.
"When, exactly?" I asked. He shrugged.
"4 or 5," he said, "We were going to First Beach, I heard it's amazing there." Joe lived outside the Rez, but nearer to here than Forks High. I nodded.
"It is," I agreed, "I go there a lot."
"Really?" he asked, excited. I smiled at his excitement.
I didn't think I would need anyone's permission to go to First Beach. I practically lived there. I just had to tell them when I got home so they wouldn't send anyone to look for me.
"Do you surf?" I asked. "I know a lot of guys do that there." That time, I tried to be polite and talk to everyone. Oh by the way, Andrea was Ryan's girlfriend while Peter was Joe's best friend. Gee. Talk about an outsider. But they made me feel like I was their friend already.
Ryan looked at me, "I do. Sometimes." Andrea smiled before they got back to their chat. I looked at Peter. He shook his head.
"I did try once," he said and never explained any more. But by the laugh he and Joe shared I thought there was a memory between them that involved surfing somehow.
I saved Joe for last. Dammit, it felt so good just looking at him.
"It didn't go well," he just said then frowned, "Do you surf?" I laughed a little.
"Naw." He laughed, too. The bell rang after we conversed for a while, and he gave me his number in case I needed a ride. I got up.
He stood up, too, "What do you have now?" he asked.
"Algebra," I answered. He half-smiled.
"Can I walk you to class?" I nodded and we started walking.
"What do you have next?" I asked.
"English," he replied. I raised my eyebrows.
"But that's the opposite side of the building!" I protested. He laughed.
"It's okay," he reassured. And I couldn't care less about his classes now, or mine for that matter. He pulled a strand of hair behind my ear when we stood in front of my class. I smiled involuntarily, his hand was so soft but a little bit cold, not vampire cold but cold cold. Oh you get what I mean! "I like your hair like that.; loose instead of a pony tail." Did he seriously just say that? I felt my face heat up. He looked the other way immediately and ran his hand through his hair. "I- Uh, see you later." I chuckled.
"See you," I said, mentally sighing.
Algebra went pretty well, and so did Gym, too. Funny thing, Colby accidentally broke the volleyball net. The boy had detention on his second day, which was extremely convenient for the plans I had with Lexi, which he, of course, had no clue of. I called Emmett. You see, when you want to deliver certain news, you have to choose the people for it. And I called Emmett Emmett not Uncle Emmett upon his request.
"Hey, Emmett," I said into my iPhone.
"Hey, kid," he replied.
"Um- Em, can you tell Mom I'm going to wait for Colby before going home, he has detention," I explained then added a perfectly dramatic 'Oh', "But I have plans with my new friends at 4! You know what, I'll just go straight to First Beach, or no, uh-" he cut me off with a booming laugh.
"Shut up a little," he said, "Nessie will take you at 2:30, okay?" It was 2 now. I sighed.
"Okay," I mumbled, "2:30 it is." He laughed.
"Bye, kid."
"Bye," I said into the phone before hanging up on him. I looked at Lexi then. "Let's go."
She nodded, "Sure," she said. I had told Colby I wasn't going to wait for him. We walked until we were standing at the edge of the woods.
"Where are we going?" I asked, stopping in my place. She looked at me.
"I want to show you what I was doing yesterday," she said innocently. I shook my head.
"Why don't you just tell me and save the suspense?" I demanded; I didn't have time for the dramatic effects. She sighed sadly and turned her bag on her shoulder and opened it only to get a plastic bottle out of it. I raised an eyebrow but stayed silent, waiting. She handed me the bottle.
"Try it," she suggested. I narrowed my eyes at her.
"What's this?" I asked. She rolled her eyes.
"I'm not going to poison you or anything. This will just answer your question," she said. I opened it carefully and looked inside, the rusty, salty smell hitting me with childhood memories. I felt my mouth drop.
"But you can't be a vampire," I breathed, closing the bottle again. "Your eyes- your temperature-"
She cut me off, "I'm only half-vampire. Like Nessie." I gritted my teeth together but stayed silent.
I crossed my arms over my chest after a moment, "And I suppose you know about the Cullens, too?" I said, "How are you even here?" I mused. Surely one of the wolves would've tracked her down. Hell, Colby would've.
She laughed, "Now you want to know more than you should."
She turned to leave but I stopped her, "Oh, you're not going anywhere." She tried to move her arm out of my grip but failed. Wow; I was getting stronger.
"What do you mean?" she asked, her voice acidic. I half-smiled.
"Who else is with you?" I asked. You see, as little as I knew about the wolves, I knew a lot about vampires. Like, for example, they never move unless in pairs, at least.
She sighed, "Oh, don't you know already?" she asked. I shook my head. "That's what I thought." She shifted uncomfortably, I let her go, "I wanted to ask you a couple of questions," she demanded. I nodded slowly. "I know Jacob is a werewolf, but is Colby one?" she asked. I was free to say whatever I wanted to say about myself, but my family I had loyalty to. And being a werewolf or not, especially, is not a topic to talk about with just anyone. Especially not a vampire.
I didn't answer. She was getting impatient. "I told you about me," she reasoned.
I set my jaw in a hard line, "What do you want from me?" I asked bluntly.
She grimaced, "You know what? Let's talk about this later." She walked away from me. Just like that.
She left me in a daze. My head was spinning with all the possibilities but my imagination was narrow due to not having any experience concerning that myself, not even stories. What could she want? Now I was sure she wasn't really a student here. I felt the blood drain from my face. Who could be with her? Who?
Renesmee Black
Detention on the second day. Seriously! I drove to the school and parked in front of the school. I looked around for Sarah and noticed a blonde walking away from her. She looked familiar in a way. I couldn't place her though. I couldn't remember blondes from my life except Rosalie and Samantha Peterson, which she obviously wasn't; Samantha had blue eyes and didn't have the same facial features.
I looked at my daughter who had her time to notice I was actually there. She walked slowly towards the car and opened the door, sliding in. She looked a little pale and her gaze suggested she was in a totally different universe. I frowned but decided not to interrupt her train of thoughts. I would ask later; we really needed to talk about yesterday but now wasn't the time.
I turned my head to her, "What's wrong?" I asked. She shook her head slowly.
It took her a second to respond, "Nothing. Just- Uh, Mommy, what do you know about that Frederick Hansel guy?" she asked. I frowned. What brought him to her mind?
I shrugged, "He's just a family friend," I lied. What would I tell her? She knew nothing about the Volturi. But, honestly, I felt guilty for lying to her again. "Do- Do you want to know how I knew him?" As soon as the words escaped my mouth I deeply regretted them. But, excuse me, please. I needed to regain her trust; sooner or later she would know it all, like I did with my parent's history. I didn't want to lose her trust that I probably hadn't regained yet. She nodded quickly, her gray eyes glowing just a little bit. I sighed and put my hand on hers as I drove, showing her the day I met him in Italy, skipping the details of why I was there, and the day he came here, to the States, and declared he had become a vegetarian like us.
But, of course, nothing escaped her, "Why were you in Italy? And why wasn't anyone else with you then?" she asked.
I collected my confidence as I spoke, "Sweetie, you don't know who the Volturi are, do you?" I asked. She shook her head. "They're the nearest thing vampires around the world have to a Royal Family, they set the rules and so," I explained briefly. "I was there on a...special visit about three years ago, two months before the wedding." Exactly the 20th of November 2011.
She nodded, "So they drink human blood?" she reckoned. I nodded, "And did he come alone? Hansel, I mean." It wasn't unclear that she wasn't very...fond of Frederick. For no reason at all.
I replied, "Yes. He tried going to France to meet his human family, but they didn't recognize him. We're all he has now." Sometimes I felt sorry for him.
She closed her eyes and chuckled humorlessly. I wondered why for a second but then ignored it. We were home in no time. She got up to her room and I heard the shower being switched on.
I sat on the couch and relaxed. Jake called me then. I answered immediately. "Hey," I said.
"Hey, honey," he replied, "How are you doing?" he asked.
"Fine," I said, "Just picked up Sarah from school, your son has a detention."
He laughed, "He's my son indeed," he said. If he was here, I would've shot him a glare. "So, do you want to go out tonight? I'm sick of everything that's been going on, really. I'll talk to Sarah when I get home."
I chuckled, "Sure, wherever you want. But Sarah won't be here by the time you get home."
"Why?" he asked, "She's okay, right?"
I sighed, "She's fine, Jacob," I said, "She's just going out with her new friends," I informed. I was really happy that she was making friends already.
He stayed silent for a moment, "Who?" he asked. I rolled my eyes.
"As if you'd know them," I said. He chuckled.
"You're right, but Colby is going with her," he demanded.
"No, he's not going anywhere," I decided, "Not because of the detention-" for all I know he might have had that for skipping school yesterday- "But because you need to give her some space."
He grunted, "But, Ness-"
I cut him off, "Not buts, Jake," I said, "Besides, she's just going to First Beach."
He sighed, "Fine," he said, stretching the word unnecessarily. I smiled triumphantly. "See you," he said.
"See you, honey," I replied. "Love you, Jake."
He chuckled, "Love you, too, Ness." And with that, he ended the call.
How I loved my family.
Sarah Rose Black
She was with Frederick. Somehow, she was with him. It just made sense; he came alone, she came alone, I met her at the woods where he led Mommy to me- everything pointed in that direction. But, why are they hiding it? What do they want?
I knew I didn't feel good about him, I just knew it. Since the very first day. How did that escape Grandpa Edward? Or Aunt Alice? How come?
And where was she the last three years? Hiding somewhere? Waiting?
So many questions I had absolutely no answer to but I was determined to know them. I had to know them.
However.
Right now, I wanted to focus on something else, something that made me happy. Like I told you, I was a big fat coward and only I knew it. Maybe Grandpa, too, but I couldn't know that for sure. I loved how he gave everyone their privacy and the freedom to think whatever they want- He said he doesn't pay much attention unless necessary.
I wanted to focus on my hangout.
I changed into skinny white jeans and a red turtle-neck top (I guess you'd know by now that red is my favorite color). As simple as that. I left my hair loose- as he said he liked it, I blushed at the thought- and wore my charm and a necklace Jasper had gotten me before, along with my favorite earrings and Victoria's Secret perfume. God, I loved that fruity scent. I slid into my red sandals- I was going to the beach, what would I wear? Converse or heels?- and grabbed my bag, putting in my cash and iPhone. I checked my perfectly manicured nails- thanks to my blonde vampire aunt- and decided I was good to go.
"Hey, Mommy," I called, heading downstairs, "I'm going to go now, are you going to give me a ride or should I call someone?" Please say you're giving me a ride. The last thing I wanted is for them to meet, for Mom to show him to Daddy, and the rest is predictable. No, not now. I didn't want them to meet my first crush now.
Wow.
My crush.
The word just sent butterflies in my stomach, a very pleasant feeling if you ask me; all warm and beautiful. I forgot everything about Lexi and vampires and werewolves and everything else. All in the very back of my mind.
Mommy sighed, "No, I'll give you a ride." Thanks, Mommy.
The ride was almost silent. Double lines under 'almost'. She spoke as we were near my destination. "So who are your friends?"
I bit my lip, something that I noticed didn't escape her eyes, "There's Joe, Andrea, Peter and Ryan."
She chuckled, "So many boys," she said. I shrugged. Only one of them mattered the most anyway. "Do you happen to like any of them?"
I raised my eyebrows, "Um- We're here. Thanks for the ride, Mom," I said and kissed her cheek before I opened the door and got out.
She laughed, "You're telling me later," she decided and drove away. She dropped me near Grandpa Billy's small, red house. I decided I would say hi first if they weren't there yet. It was still 3:50. I was surprised to find Joe already there, the only one sitting on the sand. It was slightly sunny today, the sunniest it could get here in mid-September anyways.
I walked to where he was to find him gazing into the ocean, so much like me yesterday, I guessed. I sat down beside him. "Hi," I said. He turned to me with a huge grin on his face.
"Hey," he said, "You're early."
I chuckled, "You are, too."
His icy blue eyes were warmer, "I was excited to come," he explained. "But it's a good thing you came here early."
I smiled, "Yeah? Why?" I asked.
He shrugged and changed the subject, "So you come here a lot," he started.
I nodded, "Yeah; half my family's here. Actually this is my Grandpa's house over there." I pointed to the red house. He looked to the direction and nodded. Billy was old enough to be my grandfather, he didn't look that young.
He kept talking, "That's great, you know," he said, "The place here is absolutely beautiful."
I nodded, "I know," I said, "And you haven't even seen the cliffs. Some of my uncles go cliff-diving there sometimes."
He raised his eyebrows, "Really?"
I nodded again, "Yeah, they say it's fun."
"So you haven't tried it?" he asked.
I shook my head, "Overprotective family," I explained, "Tell me more about your family."
He seemed lost in thought for the shortest second, like he was recalling a memory, "I live with my brother and father," he said, "Mom has passed away three years ago."
I felt sorry for him, "Oh," I said, "I'm sorry."
He smiled, "Don't be," he said, "But that's it, I told you we lived out of the Rez, practically in Forks but not so far from here," he added. "How's school going with you so far?" he asked.
I sighed contently, "Good," I said, "Really good." I've met you, isn't that reason enough?
He smiled, "I'm glad it is. So do you like listening to music? I've seen you play it during Physics yesterday." What was today? The International Ask-Sarah Day?
I didn't mind though, "Yeah, a lot. Do you?"
He shrugged, "Sometimes, depending on my mood. Sometimes Rock or Rap, other times I just listen to Slow or something," he said.
I wrapped my arms around my knees, "And what would you listen to now?" I asked.
He half-smiled, "Something really slow and beautiful, preferably romantic, too." Oh Mon Dieu. When he just couldn't get any sweeter.
My heart skipped a beat, "Really?"
He nodded and leaned closer to me, "Really," he reassured.
I was seriously losing my breath. "I like you, you know that?" I breathed. And I didn't know where I got the courage from.
He smiled, "Well, I like you, too," he breathed and closed the space between our faces, our lips merely brushing. I couldn't make any move. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't even form coherent words. After what seemed like forever, he pressed one, soft, slow yet short kiss on my lips. I was literally surprised I didn't faint mid-way. "I really-" Someone cut him off.
I heard the oh-so-familiar, "There you are!" But it wasn't Ryan, or Peter, or even Andrea. It was Uncle Paul. Uncle Paul. Seriously!
I didn't know why, but I was afraid. Not completely for me, but, really, I didn't want to have a crush on a dead boy. I shuddered. "Hey," I choked. Joe froze, his face an inch from mine. I nudged his arm quickly. He straightened his back.
My Uncle's expression was rather smug, "Hey, kid," he said, "What are you doing here?" Ha Ha. After 'there you are' ? I wouldn't be very surprised if Daddy showed up, too.
I stood up, "I'm here with my...friends," I explained. Their appearance together now saved my day. I smiled. He narrowed his eyes at me.
He crossed his arms over his chest, "Come to Billy's later," he said, "Nice to meet you." He was looking at Joe who nodded, not speaking a word. Gee. He turned away and left.
I let out a sigh of relief and turned to Joe again. He looked at me questioningly, "Uncle Paul," I explained, "Don't mind him that much." He let out a nervous laugh and nodded. Did Uncle Paul look that intimidating?
The guys joined us then. We spent our time chatting uselessly and just gazing at the beautiful waves. No one did anything.
Peter was the clown of the group. He was quite funny, actually. A nice guy. While Andrea and Ryan were just the typical high school sweethearts. They were mainly talking to each other the whole time.
While Joe, well, Joe...I reckoned he was the shy, sensitive one. Not the one with the words. We didn't talk about anything that had happened before while the others were there. But I was waiting eagerly for them to go home, praying he wouldn't have to leave before. He can't just kiss me and tells me he likes me then leave. Na-uh.
He was calm and looked quite responsible- simply the complete opposite of me. But I liked him the way he was.
The guys left after an hour and a half exactly; it was getting cold, leaving me alone with Joe, who stood up, too, ready to leave. He put his hands in the pockets of his jeans, his baby blue shirt stuck inside with his hand, too. "The- uh," he stuttered then took one short but deep breath. I was silent the whole time, "I really really like you," he admitted, "And if you wanna- er- go out sometime-"
I cut him off, "I would love to," I admitted, too.
He smiled the cutest smile in the history of cute smiles. "Great," he said, "I'll- um- see you tomorrow, then," he said, then before he turned away, he looked again at me, "Or- or, I could call you sometime tonight, is that okay?" he asked.
I loved the way he stuttered, "Sure, sure," I said. "Do you have my number- or...?"
He raised his eyebrows as if he just realized something, "Yes- I mean, no, I don't have it, but yes, I want it- Can you just give it to me?" he asked. He was so adorable.
I smiled and nodded, dictating him my number. He saved it on his cell phone and said his 'Bye' before he left. Wow. Wow. Wow. Wow.
I just had my very first kiss on the day I realized I had my very first crush and it was just so, so, so great. I wanted to squeal. I wanted to jump. I wanted to do a lot of things, so many that I didn't know what to do. It was just crazy.
And how I loved crazy.
Renesmee Black
I kissed his cheek, "Thanks, Jake," I said, "I really needed this." Jacob had taken me to La Bella Italia once again, last time we were there was on the double date with Stacey and Brad. We were now in the Rabbit.
He sighed, "I needed this, too," he admitted and stroked my cheek with his hand, "Some alone time with you, without anything that's going on now."
I smiled, "I know, honey," I reassured him and kissed him chastely, "Do you know what the best part was?" I asked.
He shook his head, "No, what?"
I grinned, "You didn't make me eat the raviolis today."
He groaned, "You still remember that?" he asked.
I laughed and shrugged, "Well, of course I do. I don't forget."
He kissed my forehead, "Yeah," he breathed, "And I love you so much," he said, "More than you know, Ness, more than you'll ever know."
I fixed the collar of his shirt as I spoke, "No way, Jake. No way."
Colby Thomas Black
Detention...Hm...What do I say? Nerve-breaking? Maybe. Stupid? Possibly. Every single negative adjective ever invented? Most definitely.
I spent two very long hours in this stupid detention. Then I went out of school, deciding I would run my way home; there was nothing that I needed more than some food and a lot of sleep.
I ran my way home in my wolf form, again irritating myself by different thoughts just to get it on. I needed to practice it more often to be able to phase whenever I want. I knew I had to.
Nobody was at home, to my surprise. Not even my sis. I headed to the fridge and got out what I saw in front of my. Don't ask me what, all I could comprehend then that it looked edible. Nothing else mattered. Whether it actually was edible or not wasn't a problem either.
Hey, Rosie, I called in my head. Anybody there?
Um- Hey, she thought, C-Colby can-can- I'll talk to you later, okay? I frowned as I poured some milk into a cup.
Why? What's going on? I asked, the slightest bit concerned but mainly hungry so my brain wasn't functioning that well.
I don't know! She yelled, sounding so confused and scared and angry at the same time it wasn't even possible.
Sarah, Sarah- Just calm down now. Tell me where you are. I demanded, drinking my milk. You would think it's weird, but it really isn't. I don't know how to describe it, but it's like talking to us, so natural it doesn't even require the thinking I do to transmit my thoughts into someone's head.
La- And everything from her was cut off. Like the line disconnected.
Just like that.
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