So I feel like I'm the worst author ever for making you guys wait so long. It's the longest hiatus ever for this story sorry. It sucks when your life gets in the way of you not having a life XD I've been busy ever day getting ready for college, family parties, and friends that get in the way sometimes. I love them though so it's not like I'm really complaining. =D Enjoy!
Omg robow look up symbolism or ask your English teachers about it because it's such an important concept in literature and in writing it's such an awesome tool because you can call anything symbolism pretty much if you can bs it right and it makes the story seem more in depth. ;)
Disclaimer: I only own my Ocs and the story plot; everything else belongs to the Meyer lady.
I tapped my purple pen on the desk as loud as I could in a room full of forty people. I rolled my eyes once the professor once again went over the human anatomy pointing out the main areas that affected people psychologically, the key area being the brain.
I started drawing hearts on my notebooks next to my failed drawings of flowers. It was the only thing I could draw because those were the basics you master back in Elementry School.
My professor then proceeded to point out the heart and talk about how stress can lead to depression and how that affects the heart.
My bag was on top of the desk and was open so I checked my phone to look at the time. I still had thirty minutes, I groaned. This was all a review for our final at the beginning of December and I've known these things since junior year…of high school. AP psychology saved my butt in spending around one hundred and fifty dollars on the intro to psychology textbook my college freshmen year.
I started shaking my foot in hopes that that would somehow make time fly faster.
I decided to pull out my phone and send Alice another text to remind her that I was going to be at La Push in a matter of hours. She responded what seemed to be seconds later telling me that she'd be there to pick me up at the airport with a winky face.
I furrowed my brows; Alice was going to pick me up? I wonder how she arranged that. I checked the time again; fifteen minutes left. I sighed and replied asking her how she managed to do that. Seconds later she replied telling me that she was also coming on the plane so she'd wait for me and we would go together.
I smiled as I thought of when I'd be there…just a couple more hours and I'd get to see my family and my Jacob.
"-Vivian probably does." I looked up eyes wide and looked around to find everyone staring at me.
"Most likely, Miss Jimenez what do you think on the topic?" Asked my professor. I bit down my bottom lip and stuffed my phone in my bag quickly.
"Um, can you repeat it, I'm not sure I understood?" I said lamely, my cheeks scarlet. My professor sighed and pushed up her glasses.
"The question was concerning the topic of nature and nurture, one that has been debated for eons. It's whether bad habits are more on the side of nature or of nurture."
"Bad habits?" I repeated. She nodded with a smile on her face.
"Like that of texting in class, most especially during a lecture." She said.
I heard people sniggering, most especially from Anthony, who had probably asked the question. He loved to make people look bad in front of professors because he wanted to be a little teacher's pet like that. He was just one of those people who thought he was almighty because he's gotten straight A's all his life including college so he had no problem making everyone look lower than him. He was also majoring in Psychology as well and has been in most of my classes since freshmen year.
"Yeah well there's of course certain bad habits that do come from genetics, especially those that are addicting such as alcoholism and smoking…that doesn't mean that the person will do it if they inherit it from both sides of their, it just raises the probability of having a problem. What triggers the genes would have to do with the nature side, the environment and peers. Whether alcohol and smoking is looked upon and depending on the type of peer pressure depend on if the genes are triggered." I said, face tinged pink and voice as stable as I could make it. I heard laughs and furrowed my brows.
"That is a very excellent explanation. Too bad we weren't talking about that but still over viewing the heart." She said tsking. I closed my eyes, and tried to take a deep breath. Yesterday I would have been one the people laughing but today I was too excited to concentrate which was my downfall.
"Sorry." I muttered, head lowered.
"Don't let it happen again Jimenez or else next time I'm going to have to ask you to leave my classroom." She said sternly. "Now back to the heart it is regulated by the autonomic nervous system…in it is the fight or flight response that is our body's primitive, automatic, inborn response that prepares the body to "fight" or "flee" from perceived attack, harm or threat to our survival."
I went back to drawing in my notebook, it was the safest thing to do and it made it seem like I was taking notes. Don't get me wrong this was an interesting topic and everything but I had already learned it and had pages of notes along with diagrams on this from my psych classes and my physiology classes so it wasn't really new to me.
"We can begin to see how it is almost impossible to cultivate positive attitudes and beliefs when we are stuck in survival mode. Our heart is not open. Our rational mind is disengaged. Our consciousness is focused on fear, not love. Making clear choices and recognizing the consequences of those choices is unfeasible. We are focused on short-term survival, not the long-term consequences of our beliefs and choices."
I chewed on the end of my pen as I thought if I had everything ready. When I had gotten home from my parents house I made sure to pack anything I still needed and Meg had agreed to take me to the airport, right after her yoga class which was luckily early in the morning because she liked to wake up early and stretch for the day.
"And-oh, it seems class is over. Don't forget to study for your final coming up." Said my professor turning around to gather her things. I jumped up and grabbed my stuff quickly and power walked out of the door. It was raining cats and dogs outside.
"What's the rush Jimenez?" Asked Anthony, I didn't slow my pace. I was holding my notebook against my chest.
"Damn not you again…"I muttered. "Nothing." I said rolling my eyes. He kept pace with me.
"Really because it didn't seem like it. So how's George? I haven't seem him waiting for you at the door like he's always been known to do." He pointed out; I looked down.
"That's irrelevant." I said. Grr, I just wanted to stuff a pen up his woo hoo.
"Ah so I see your having boyfriend problems. You know it must have to do with the fact that you're just not up to his level. I'm sure some other guy would be desperate enough to date…" He said looking me up and down. "-you." He ended with a smile.
To Anthony the only kind of girls that were worthy of him were Megan Fox and Kim Kardashian, every other girl just wasn't up to snub for him.
I blinked and looked at him blankly. Killing is a sin; it goes against the ten commandants. Sinning is bad…I took a deep breath and forced a smile.
"Why thank you Anthony, I'll take that into deep consideration. Though sadly, even though there's hope for me I can't say the same about you." I said doing my hair flipping and turning towards the parking lot.
"Yeah well…I have a 4.8. I doubt you're even in the 4.0 range." He yelled at me. I narrowed my eyes. I had a 3.9 which was close enough but I wasn't about to tell me how much better he was than me in academics. I opened my door and climbed on my jeep.
I sat there waiting for Meg to get there. My windows were fogged so I turned on the heater to keep me nice and warm, wearing Jacob's hoodie kept me warm but it wasn't enough without his body heat.
I heard a knock and turned around, I saw Meg holding an umbrella outside at the passenger side of the car. I unlocked the doors and she opened the door, closing her umbrella and climbing inside.
"Sorry if I took longer then expected, my instructor decided to do a longer routine than usual." She explained buckling her seatbelt, I did so as well and started driving towards the airport.
I drove in silence, with only the radio on at low volume. When we got to the airport I parked at the drop off and got off opening the trunk.
Meg got off and started going to the driver side. I contemplated bringing the hoodie or not. I had my hands at the edges of the hoodie. I saw Meg give me a look, her brow cocked up.
"Are you going to put something warmer on?" She asked over the pouring rain. I shrugged my shoulders.
"I don't know…it belongs to my boyfriend but I don't know if me wearing it makes me seem…too needy or…I don't know. If I don't bring it then it might make me seem ungrateful or like I lost it." I said biting down my lip. I saw her roll her eyes on me.
"That's it?" She asked curtly. I gave her a sheepish smile.
"It's more complicated than you think." I told her. She shook her head at me.
"It's not complicated, your just making it complicated." She said and then looked at me. "Take that off and put on the warmest jacket you have that's rainproof because that hoodie wont help much with the rain."
I looked down at me hoodie, it was now soaking wet so I took it off and put on a jacket just like Meg told me. I put the hood on my head.
"So do I take it or not?" I asked. She shook her head.
"It's soaking wet, it'll just get the rest of your clothes wet. Leave it inside your jeep." She said; she looked behind my shoulder. "Hurry up, I can't park here."
I nodded and grabbed my suitcase and my handbag. "Thanks Meg." I yelled. She nodded and got in the driver side of my jeep. I waved as she drove away.
My trip went well enough, except I got stuck with one of those jerk faces that had there seats lowered too much that I couldn't move my legs.
When I got off the plane and dealt with the paper work I decided to call Alice and ask her where she was. I met up with her at the waiting area. I started flailing my occupied hands at her, even though she could probably see me over everyone with her skills.
"Hey Alice!" I exclaimed smiling at her. She grinned at me and flung herself at me, making me drop my luggage.
"Oh Vivian, I've missed you!" She said when she pulled away. I started laughing. When she pulled away I took in her nun-like clothing that covered her from toe to head. She was wearing some dark fitted jeans with a ruby red peacoat, a black scarf and black gloves.
"I can tell, I've missed you too Alice." I said. It was true, Alice was that person that brought me back to reality when I was at La Push. She brought me down to earth, or up to the superficial surface. It was more like I was in an ocean when I went to La Push and Alice was the one that brought me up to the surface to get some air.
"Let's go, Jazz grab her suitcases!" Alice called. I turned around and saw Jasper was there picking up my bags.
"It's okay I can get them." I told him, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear.
"No it's fine, this is nothing." He said giving me a small smile. I bit down my lip and nodded.
"Come on." Said Alice, hooking her arm with mine. "Are you hungry? Jazz and I have been contemplating that you might need some food for when you got here and we found this one place that I just know you'll love!" Said Alice as we walked towards the parking lot.
"I'm not hungry…" I said trailing off. I suddenly felt hunger pains and touched my stomach. "Well…maybe eating wouldn't kill me." I said nodding seriously. She grinned up at me and clasped her hand together.
"Perfect."
We walked up to a canary yellow fast looking car. I wouldn't be able to tell you what type it is from my lack of knowledge on automobiles but I somehow had the feeling Jake and Elijah would drool over it.
It seemed like the drive took only a minute to get to the restaurant in what would be a twenty-minute drive. Then again, maybe it was just me over exaggerating. Over the years I thought I was immune to fast driving because Elijah drove like Jake, a crazy maniac that feared neither man nor women and especially not police officers.
I climbed off the car once it stopped moving, eyes wide. "Next time, I'm driving." I joked seriously, even though I knew I had no control over her car.
Alice just rolled her eyes at me and walked in, holding the door for Jasper and me.
A waiter was at the podium and Alice got him to give us a good booth at a corner of the restaurant, practically away from everyone else.
"Are we on a date or something?" I asked her. She shook her head at me.
"No but that can't mean we can't go somewhere nice." She said. I looked around; the place was nice. Stacey would probably love to come here. It was dark but not in the shady kind, more of the romantic place to take your girlfriend and propose to her over the candlelit dinner.
We sat down, I sat on my side and Alice and Jasper sat on the other side of the booth. The menus we're placed down to each of us.
"Your waiter will be here in a bit. Please take a chance to look over a selection. If you would like to have a taste of our popular brand of wine do tell him." Said the podium dude. He looked just about adorable, he was old and in a penguin suit. He just looked so formal in his tux and just old, I had the urge to pinch his cheeks but resisted because he had this thing about him, like his nose was too up as if he was too cool to be pinched.
"Thank you." Said Alice opening her menu. The podium guy left and I opened up my menu. I lifted it up and put it up as a fort in front of me so I could get a better view and yet not put any effort in holding it up.
I looked over the selections, and then after looking around the whole menu came to the conclusion that the podium dude must have given me the wrong menu because this wasn't in English. It was like a mix between Italian, Old English, Latin and smart people language.
I sighed, why couldn't fancy places be blunt and say: pasta with pieces of chicken, tomato and marinara sauce instead of saying: well done string pasta seasoned with marinara sauce and freshly cut tomatoes to give it a flavor in which adds to blah blah blah.
I decided to go with the pasta with chicken because it was the only thing I had the mind capacity to translate.
The waiter, who seemed to be probably around my age, came up to us and got our drinks, all the time ogling Alice who had just moments ago taken off the scarf, gloves and peacoat she had been wearing.
I peered over my menu to look over at Alice who seemed completely unaffected by it and then looked over at Jasper who still looked like he had a stick up his woo hoo. Very interesting.
I shrugged and noticed Alice was looking at me pointedly. I looked up at the waiter who was looking at me with bored and uninterested eyes.
"Um…" I said, cheeks red and looking back down at my menu. "Can I get this one?" I asked pointing at my selection. I looked up and saw him quickly glance at what I was pointing at and nod. He grabbed my menu and everyone else's.
He left but not before giving Alice a lingering stare, I sighed. Sometimes men were far too obvious.
"Hmmm so why again are your parents not with you?" Asked Alice looking straight at me. My cheeks turned pink.
"Oh um, just because my brother has off the whole week and I only had Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off. That's kind of the reason why I haven't come in the last two years over here. When I started college and only had three days off instead of a whole week my parents thought it'd be pointless to go with me if we would be there for a short amount of time." I said tapping my fork on the table.
"Oh so your parents and brother went ahead?" She asked. I nodded.
"Since Friday. Even my grandma went with them and she lives in Mexico." I said sighing; life was so not fair.
"Hmmm, it sounds like the party started without you." She said as our drinks arrived. I ordered a Pepsi and Alice got an iced tea and Jasper got a cup of coffee. I tore off the paper around the straw and put it in my cold glass.
I eyed Jasper as he drank his coffee. Alice gave me a funny look.
"What is it?" She asked. I looked at her and started twirling my straw in my drink.
"Oh nothing…I was just thinking…does caffeine effect you guys? It's a stimulant and all but does it still…you know? Cause the same effects?" I asked, cheeks tinted pink. She smiled at me.
"No, we can't even taste it. It's just for show." She said quietly. I furrowed my brows.
"What about food?"
"Our taste buds are dead." Said Jasper quietly.
"Yes, sadly."
"Oh dude that sucks." I said squinting at them. "I don't know how I would be able to live like that."
"You get used to it." Said Jasper taking a sip of his black coffee.
"Plus…the food tastes like something." Said Alice reassuringly.
"Dirt." Muttered Jasper. I narrowed my eyes, being a vampire must suck, more than just literally.
Right then came our food and I started digging in as Alice and Jasper played with their food and took the smallest bits.
I felt like such a fatty being the only one really eating but I was hungry so I kept on my piggy ways.
"So is it just you and Jasper that came?" I asked her, sucking in a noodle hanging out of my mouth.
She nodded. "Well, Carslie and Esme wanted to come as well but they had to stay behind…to deal with a situation." She said poking at her food. I furrowed my brows.
"What situation?" I asked.
"Oh well Bella wanted to come as well," I cringed at the name just because I was cool like that. "-but Edward didn't want her to because…well…" She said hesitating. It was so unalike-like to hesitate so I found myself leaning forward towards her.
"She couldn't." Finished Jasper. I looked up at him as he popped in a small piece of ravioli that was too small to even be considered as a chocking hazard.
"Why?" I asked, looking from Jasper to Alice. I saw them exchange a quick look in less than a blink of an eye.
"Well…" She started. "Bella is going through some changes that could cause problems with the Quileutes. As much as Bella would love to come visit her dad and…her friends." She muttered under her breath. "She can't because it might start something."
I furrowed my brows. "What is it?" I asked.
"She's just undergone through the process of…" Started Alice.
"Becoming a vampire." Jasper ended for her.
"Is that legal?" I asked eyes wide. Alice laughed curtly.
"Oh yes Vivian, it's under the sixth amendment of the bill of rights." She said sarcastically. I shrugged my shoulder sheepishly, cheeks red.
"I mean under the vampire laws is that legal?" I asked quietly, Alice nodded.
"We only have one universal law, don't let any humans find out the truth about the existence of vampires." She said. I stared at her.
"I know." I said, oh god some mafia type of vampires were going to come and eat me now or something.
"That's only because of your knowledge of the mutts, I doubt anything will happen to you because of it." Said Alice shrugging her shoulders. I ate some more comfort food just in case.
Once we were done the bill came and Alice swiftly took care of it without hesitation before I could even open my purse.
"My treat." She said winking at me. That was Alice, she always paid and asked for nothing in return other than that we set up another day to go out together or go shopping. I don't even think it was entirely that she was a shopoholic but more that she was lonely.
Alice might live with seven other vampires but they were the same ones she's been living with for around forty years. She's only human…a dead and blood sucking one but one at that! Alice probably gets bored and there's only so many overused puns a person can listen to so she probably liked our outings because they were probably refreshing to her and it probably made her feel like she really was human.
I was Alice's only current human friend according to her, other than Rosemary, and now we both knew about the vampire and shape shifter thing…maybe. I wonder if Embry told her everything and what she thought of Alice now.
"So you better call me so we can hang out some more, that mutt needs to learn how to share you." Alice said as we closed up to my aunt's house. Alice told me she had special permission to go on the land just to bring me, with a roll of her eyes of course.
"Okay I'll figure out what day I can escape my family and run off with you." I said grinning at her.
"I'll make sure Jasper isn't around when I get your call, he'll just groan at us like a baby." She said grinning back at me.
"Har de har har Alice." Said Jasper from the back seat.
"Do you want us to talk about our plans of what we're gonna buy?" She asked him looking at him.
"Alice keep your eyes on the road!" I yelled staring widely ahead of myself, ready to grab the wheel if need be.
"I don't need to." She said giving me a giggle. "My vision is just that enhanced."
"Still, I'd feel more comfortable if while you drove at 110 MPH your eyes were on the road." She rolled her eyes at me.
"Fine." Once we got to my aunt's house I said bye to them and knocked on the front door. It took a while but then the front door opened and at the door was Elijah, a bored expression on his face. He looked down at me, his expression unchanged except for the fact that one of his brows were lifted.
"Weren't you supposed to be here a couple hours ago?" He asked.
"Umm…" I peered inside the house to see my family sitting in the living room and staring at me, still standing outside in the pounding rain. If it was raining cats and dogs in Santa Cruz it was raining rhinoceros and tyrannosaurus. "Opa!" I yelled, hands up in the air.
Author's note: So I was wondering…just for the hell of it, if I should post up pictures of what I think my OCs look like? Tell me who you would like to see in your review or a PM and I'll post the pictures up. I'd love to know your guys' opinion. =D
Sorry if it was a bit of too much of a filler chapter but it needed to be done, she couldn't just show up the footsteps of her aunt's house and be like "opa", there needed to be more.