I opened my eyes, to find it was morning. I'd woken up. From sleep. I had been asleep; and I'm a vampire. I looked around confusedly, to find Edward lying next to me, staring at me with wide eyes. The panic in them cooled slightly as I looked at him, but never left his features. "You're... awake," He murmured.
"I fell asleep," I said, shocked.
"I hoped so, I thought you might have slipped into some kind of vampire coma. How did you sleep?"
I frowned. "Rather well, actually. But it might have been because you tired me out," I laughed.
"No, I mean as a vampire, how did you come to fall asleep?"
"I don't know." I mumbled, "Human illusion?"
"I don't think so. I don't think you could fool yourself into thinking you wanted to be inactive for that long." Hmm, true. Especially with him beside me all night.
"Speaking of 'that long', what time is it?"
"Ten, Charlie left earlier to go fishing."
"Ten?!" Thank goodness for weekends. "That's pretty late, for me,"
He raised an eyebrow, "Well, considering you haven't fallen asleep since becoming a vampire, I would have to say any time for getting up is late."
"Alright, no need to get sarcastic," I grumbled.
"Sorry, love. I just... you shouldn't be able to... yet you did..." He frowned confusedly.
"If it makes you feel any better, I dreamt of you," I smiled, hoping for a better reaction. He smiled slightly.
"I don't even know if Carlisle will know anything about this... You know, you really should be freaking out right now, you just accomplished the impossible, without even trying."
"Well, I don't know, I mean I was surprised when I managed to fool people into thinking I'm human, this isn't too surprising." I smiled, making him grimace. "Anyway, what are we doing today?"
"Um... First of all, if we could figure something out about my... situation..." He looked uncomfortably at the pile of shreds on the floor.
I laughed, "Well, you wouldn't get done for indecency, you're more than decent," I giggled. He rolled his eyes. "Would you like to wear something of mine?" His scowl was enough of an answer. "Charlie's? No, it would probably be too big, and he would want to wear whatever you would have taken..." He scowled again, and I knew he agreed with my judgement. "I suppose I could run to yours and get something." I said, trying not to laugh.
The trip to the Cullen house was long and embarrassing. When I got there, I was conscious of the time. Charlie might be home at any time; looking for me, and if he was to go into my room looking for me... But I couldn't seem to get out of the house much quicker. Everyone seemed to have something to say to me, Emmett wanted to ask about Rose's birthday present when I was trying to get Edward some suitable clothing. I waited for him to ask what I was doing.
"Bella, why are you looking through Edward's clothing?" He said, halfway through a story.
"Er... because Edward left something..." It sounded like a question, hoping he would believe it.
"You mean spare clothes,"
"Yes!"
He laughed, before asking more questions, "What happened to his other ones?"
"E-mmett!" I groaned.
"Do I want to know?"
"No!" He left after that, giggling away girlishly. I could only guess the torment Edward was going to receive from him later on. I continued looking through Edward's clothes, until I thought about it; Edward had given me no idea of what he wanted to wear, and if I chose for him, he'd end up looking silly, because according to Alice, I could barely dress myself.
"Loose, white shirt and the black skinny jeans," Said a sweet, bell chiming voice. I spun round to see Alice standing in the doorframe, a smirk on her face.
"Alice!" I scowled at her, though I turned to pick up the clothes she suggested.
"Seriously Bella, try and be more discreet about this," She smiled, before her face went blank; though not in a vision way. "Oh, wait. You're Bella Swan, the girl who comes downstairs to greet her father, and her future in-laws with only her underwear and her fiancé's shirt on," She said mockingly.
I growled at her, and with another laugh, she skipped away. I tried to get out of the house quickly, but was intercepted by more family members; I was actually pretty sure Alice had set this up. Eventually, I got back to the house and sprung in through the broken window, throwing the clothes on the bed.
"Thank you," Edward murmured, as he grabbed the clothes. I picked up the shredded old ones.
"Y'know, you really could've fashioned something from these," I said, trying hard to be serious as I held the torn material up. He just raised an eyebrow and began to get dressed. I threw the rags in the bin, and asked again. "So, what are we doing today?"
"Think I'll repair that window," He said, looking over at it. "We don't want Charlie to board it up, so we can only see each other a few hours after school," He grimaced. True, though I didn't like the idea of spending the day doing that.
He guessed the reasons behind the face I pulled, and sighed. "Vampire speed and strength, remember? We'll get this done in no time."
He put my lullaby on as he started work, pottering around at what he needed to do. It occurred to me that he didn't seem to have a clue how to do it. "Arrogance won't help you, Edward." I smiled.
He turned to look at me from the window, "Who said anything about arrogance?"
"Do you know how to fix a window?"
"Yes."
"Well, don't you need a replacement window first?" I smirked. He stood still, looking at me for a second.
"Charlie can do it," He said eventually.
"You're leaving it up to a human?" I gasped mockingly. "Why on earth would you do such a thing?"
"Because... He knows how," He mumbled, as I laughed. "Shut up," He growled playfully. "What will we do today?"
"Want to go to yours?" I suggested. He nodded, and we walked downstairs. In the kitchen, I began washing Charlie's breakfast dishes, while Edward sat down at the table, offering several times to do them for me. I refused, and carried on. "So... Whatever happened to the Volvo?" I asked.
He exhaled sharply, and I turned to look at him; surprised by his reaction. Well, not that surprised. He looked as upset as a toddler being questioned about the death of Barney the Dinosaur. "An... accident occurred."
"I know someone got angry and 'killed' it, but surely, with your talent you would be able to figure out who?" The pained look was still there, he shifted uneasily in the seat. "Wow, you wrecked the Volvo?!"
"I regretted it instantly," He said quickly, as though it would make him feel better.
"Why?" I said; curious. Nothing could make him bring harm upon the Volvo.
"That doesn't matter, all we need to know is that it's in a better place now," He said seriously.
"What? You mean the scrapheap?" I said, grabbing the cereal box and a bowl.
His eyes glinted angrily, trying to communicate to me not to insult the damn car.
"Tell me why you broke it?" I said, pouring 'Cheerio's' absently into the bowl. A couple missed, I think.
"I was... angry." He muttered. Sheesh, it sounded like he was confessing to a murder.
"About what?"
"Leaving," He said passively.
"Leaving Forks?"
"Mm," He nodded.
"And me?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Do you think I would burn my favourite car to scrap; on a bonfire, just because I was leaving Forks? Of course it was because of you,"
"Aw, that's very sweet... and a bit twisted... On a bonfire?" I giggled.
"With fireworks," He growled grudgingly. "Though that was Alice. And Emmett, and Rose, and Jasper... Alice saw it happening, and wanted a show, so she stuffed the damn thing full of them. And I did actually enjoy watching it, until I remembered I did like the car." I could actually picture it now, and the scene made me laugh to no end. I put the spoon down, before cereal went everywhere. "...Bella?" Edward asked cautiously. "What are you doing?"
His tone made me stop laughing instantly. Oh, no; he wasn't going to kill me for making fun of his car, was he? "Uh... I was laughing, and now I'm talking to you, and wanting to finish my breakfast," I heard the sentence play back in my head, and recognized the problem. "Ah," I said, looking down at the bowl in front of me. "Well... I was going to eat my cereal... But now I'm not too sure..." I frowned confusedly at the little 'O's looking up at me.
"You want to eat human food?" He asked, shocked.
"Maaaaybe," I said, still looking at them. To be honest, I kind of did. Vampire, I thought. Yuck, no, I did not want to eat the cereal. I pushed it away, while Edward stared at me in shock. Then he shook his head, as though trying to dispel the weirdness of it. "Come on; let's go to your house then. Maybe Alice or Rose can show me the designers' new wedding ranges," I sighed.
"If it bothers you that much, forget it, we won't have a big wedding," He smiled.
"No, let's. The first is always the best," I quoted Alice there, damn it. He said nothing as we got in the car, though he looked secretly pleased. His smile made me smile. I looked in the mirror quickly, only to see I'd slipped back to looking human again. I was going to change back, but changed my mind. Whatever I looked like was fine for now, though Alice might see differently...
At the Cullen house, only Emmett, Esme and Carlisle were in the main room. I had actually expected to see Alice, waiting on me. Obviously, I would have to be careful walking through the hallways, just in case I got kidnapped for wedding plans. Emmett was immersed in a wrestling match on TV, while Carlisle and Esme were reading a book together. We only got basic acknowledgements, until Esme looked up at us, realizing we hadn't moved from the door.
"Oh! Hello Bella," She smiled apologetically. "I thought it was Alice and Jasper, they should be back any minute-" She was cut off by their appearance.
"Hey, Bella," She said nonchalantly.
"Alice," Edward said sternly, glaring at her.
"What?!" She said as though trying not to smile.
"Don't you think you should confirm these things with others first? Especially Bella... and Rose."
"Fine," She huffed. "Bella, I've arranged your wedding." She said, unabashedly. I rolled my eyes. "Unfortunately, so has Rose. So, to decide, we are going to-"
"Fight to the death." Emmett said ominously, suddenly paying attention. They all scowled at him. "No...? Okay," He turned back to the game.
"To decide, we are going to let you pick," She smiled. I groaned.
"Alice... I've said before. It's waay too soon. I might not want things I decide now."
"That leaves only one choice..." She smiled, as though she was expecting my response.
"Fight to the death?" Jasper grinned hopefully. Alice laughed, causing Emmett to scowl at her.
"You didn't laugh when I said it," He pouted.
She ignored him. "Anyway... That just means everyone but you chooses." I rolled my eyes again, wondering if that was meant to sound threatening. "But that doesn't mean fighting," She giggled. "Can you imagine Rose and I fighting?" She said thoughtfully. Everyone else seemed to be trying to picture it too. I certainly couldn't. They'd both keep stopping to adjust their hair or clothing.
"Speaking of which, where is Rose?" Edward frowned.
"Car," They all said monotonously.
Nothing much else happened that day, Alice demanded that I stayed over; she even called Charlie to see if it was alright if I stayed over. Of course, he obliged; whatever Alice wanted. She did my makeup, she did my hair, and by the end, I could swear there was a bridal look about it. "So... what do you think of your hair like this?" She questioned, trying to sound indifferent.
"Um..." I looked up at it in the mirror; which she had allowed me to look in. I inspected it carefully, knowing that showing an interest was the only way to get out of this quickly, with Alice at least. The top layer of my hair was pulled up into a tight bun, while the rest of it was hanging in loose curls around it. She had put fancy clips and studs through the bun, making it sparkle.
"Perfect, only..." The hair suddenly turned a sickly green colour, and the bun fell out. Alice squeaked in shock, but I was laughing. Wow, my power was so much fun to use around Alice. Then, my hair was on fire. No; my hair was the fire. Alice had of course realized what was going on, and was staring at me apathetically, arms folded across her chest. I got bored, as soon as she stopped reacting. "Sorry," I mumbled, as the hair returned to normal.
"Thought so." She grumbled, and began fishing through her nail varnishes. "Want to go bold?" She grinned, looking in her bag.
"Not really,"
"Great!" She pulled out fluorescent colours; yellow, green, pink and orange, and grabbed my hand. At first, I flexed my fingers when she tried to apply it, but she kept slapping my hands, so I stopped. In the end, Alice's girly side got the best of her, and my nails were fluorescent pink; I wondered if they would glow in the dark.
Suddenly, a sweet, melodic sound drifted up the stairs to the room. Edward was playing the piano; more specifically, my lullaby. Alice began talking again, and I just nodded, no longer paying attention. I was listening to the separate levels in each of the notes, how they sounded together. I had never been a musician, but it felt like I could almost pinpoint what every note was. And of course, the melody was beautiful altogether. Sometimes it twinkled, sometimes it stomped. It all fit together perfectly of course, Edward had written it. Before I knew it, the song had ended, and I was standing in Alice's massive wardrobe, a dress halfway over my head. I struggled, trying to get it off, but there was a force pulling it down over me. Alice. Eventually, my head squeezed out.
"Hm... Larger size, surprisingly." She said, inspecting it.
"What am I wearing?" I said, not sure whether I wanted to look down at it or not. When it was over my head, it seemed rather white. Too white, for my liking at least.
"Firstly, I'm not going to tell you, if you can't figure it out, and secondly, do you really want to know?"
"Not really," I moaned, feeling sick at what I thought it was.
"Kay," She smiled absently, looking back at the dress. She had a clipboard, and would write on it every now and again. This confirmed my fear. My wedding dress. "Okay dokay," She grinned, throwing the clipboard back into her room. She looked round, as though considering what to do next. "You know... everything in here is as much mine as it is yours,"
"I know, you've said; several times."
"I didn't think you'd remembered, seeing as you normally decide to wear... other things." She said; hesitant, but mocking. She then decided I would be her life-size Barbie doll, and a model for all her clothes that she hadn't wore yet. I was basically forced to be shorter, so I would fit in her clothes. I called it slavery, she could call it whatever.
AN: So.... Only one review? Grr. xD I don't mind... Much,.
So yeah, long chapter..... I kinda have a plan for how I'm going to write my ideas out, so I just kept on writing! No, thats enough for the chapter. (:
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