Chapter Five
Life continued, as normal as it was here in Forks.
The weather was still part of the downside of living here. I knew to others they would become accustomed to this weather, but I didn't. I still wished for the tropical landscapes I had been accustomed to down south. I often sat wistfully by the school window or in my bedroom, peering out my window, wanting to be preparing to go down to the beaches during spring break. That wasn't how it was though; I knew I would spend spring break here of all places. San Francisco would be in the summer, never anytime sooner. I also knew it would be pointless if I complained about said weather depression all Aunt Zayna would do was tell me to suck it up, it was only a few more months before I would be in the sunshine again.
Things had become quite stranger since Edward had saved me from being crushed by Tyler's van. I often looked over my shoulder when I swore, I would see that red hair of his, only to be welcomed without the boy. It was getting old, fast, and I really wanted to confront him and ask him why the hell he kept playing hide and seek with me. We needed to confront each other about what had happened, and him toying with me, acting as though he was going to confront me but not do so in the end was pissing me off enough, I would crush my milk cartons in the cafeteria, which in return would end up making a milky mess on me and the table.
I was wearing a thick hoodie, which was short enough it was hanging right above my hipbones, which were quite thick. I knew I was thicker than people thought I was. When I wore this hoodie with my jeans (jean shorts or just long jeans pants), I would end up showing off my so-called love handles. It had already gotten enough attention from some of the boys at school and a couple of the teachers contemplated writing me up for dress code violation but knew they had nothing on me since none of my skin was showing, so there was no reason why they would have me need to go back home and change clothes before coming back.
Aunt Zayna had taken me downtown the weekend before now, so I could get thin braided dreads, they swayed on their own when I would turn my head, which also showed off my racial roots. So paired with my hair styled differently than normal and me revealing more of my curves than anyone had thought I had was enough to have me stared at dumbly when I entered the school with my arms folded against my chest and tiredness leaking from my brown irises.
Now as lunch time arrived, I yawned as tiredness still soaked itself down into my core. I went to sit down only for Jessica to grab my arm, "oh my god, look Elaine! Edward is sitting by himself—" Without thinking I blurted out, "oh my god, who cares?"
Hurt appeared across her face, enough that let me know I was being a bad guy here. I moaned and reached my hands up, rubbing away the tiredness that was still here. I hadn't been getting any good sleep, every night I would be welcomed with the same golden irises that belonged to each Cullen, as though I was being warned about something. It only made me even more confused about them and wondering what my subconscious was telling me.
"I'm sorry, Jess. I just haven't been getting sleep, any idea why he's sitting by himself? Did anyone see him getting in a fight with his siblings?" I probed, which in return made Jessica shrug her shoulders. "Trust me, if they got in a fight then it would be across the school in no time. He just is sitting there, it's kind of weird, right?"
I nodded my head, before I sat my things down at our table. As I went to get up from my spot to get my lunch, I heard my name being called behind me. I frowned and turned, noticing that Jessica was hitting me in the ribs with her elbows, excitement flooding throughout her eyes. "Oh my god! He's looking at you! I think he wants you to sit with him."
I went and got my lunch before I came back and gathered my things. I went to the table where Edward was sitting by himself. My eyes trailed away from the handsome teenager, noticing his siblings were sitting at their normal table. Alice was giving me an encouraging smile, her warm golden irises showing many emotions, but she had assurance as the strongest. She didn't want me to feel as though I should feel ashamed to be sitting with him by myself. Emmett was peering at me with amusement, finding the whole situation funny while Rosalie gave me a heated glare, enough that I narrowed my eyes at her and gave her a challenging glare. She didn't look away from me, until I heard my name being called. I pulled my attention away from her and turned to look at Edward.
"So, want to tell me why I am so honored to be in your presence?" I probed, earning an arched eyebrow from Edward before he spoke, "I just thought that we could talk to each other, not leave things on a sour note." I thought for a moment before nodding my head, allowing him to know that I was up to this, I wouldn't have any problems with this.
"What made you change? You weren't that interested in me before," I admitted, earning a shrug from Edward. I picked up my lemonade and took a sip, before sitting it back onto the cafeteria table. The food in front of me wasn't that appetizing and when I looked in front of me, I could see he had a slice of pizza on a food tray, though it didn't look touched.
"Actually, I find you quite interesting. I am wondering if you have thought of anything else about me," Edward confessed, earning a thoughtful glance from me. I pressed my lips together before I decided to amuse the both of us.
"Well, I know there's more to you than you are being a fast runner. I was in Cross Country when I was back in Phoenix, I know fast runners. Any normal human would not be able to reach me, no matter how fast they would get to me. Any Olympic runner wouldn't be able to reach me," I answered, earning a nod from Edward as he listened to me intently.
"Anything else?" Edward looked over his shoulder a moment later, his eyes landing on his siblings. I thought for a moment before I said, "unless you're secretly Bruce Wayne or Peter Parker then I don't think there's anything that would make sense at the moment."
I hadn't expected for Edward to say, "I'm not the superhero in this scenario. You shouldn't think so positive about me…what if I'm the bad guy in this scenario?"
I studied him for a moment, how he was serious. There was no joking from him, there was no playfulness that was ever present. If anything, he was letting me know this wasn't something I should take lightly. I played with the lid of my lemonade for a moment before I spoke, "you really think you're the bad guy in this scenario? I don't believe that. If you were in the bad guy, you wouldn't have saved me, and you would have been racist to me."
Edward opened his mouth, as though he was trying to think of something to rebut this, earning that I smirked and shook my head. I picked up the slice of pizza that was on my plate before I took a couple of bites, in order to make sure I would eat something. The last thing I needed was to get a little sick and dizzy from not eating lunch. It had happened before plenty of times, but I was determined to make sure I wouldn't have this happen, even though I wasn't in the mood to eat.
The bell rang, signaling for us to head to Biology and as I got up, he quickly told me, "I'm not heading to class. We're having blood types today. I already told Mr. Banner about what blood type I am. Since I have a good standing with him, and my grades are well he's letting me skip the class."
I frowned, not happy with his news, not about him skipping class (I couldn't care less about him not going to class), but about us having to get our blood type done. I wasn't completely afraid of needles, but they made me quite uncomfortable. I was not in the mood to get poked by some needles. I didn't know my blood type so I would have to be stuck going to class.
"Yes well, congratulations, I'll see you tomorrow," I bid him goodbye before I got up and threw away the remains of my lunch and gave the lunch tray to the cafeteria ladies so that they could clean it. I headed out of the cafeteria, reaching Jessica along with Mike. Both were conversing with each other, but they beamed when they saw me.
"So, what did you talk to Edward about?" Jessica wondered, excitement bubbling up and expressing itself easily upon her features. I shrugged, "nothing really. He won't be coming to Biology with us. Apparently, we are getting our blood types done and he already knows his. I'm not looking forward to it though, I don't like needles."
"Don't worry, I'll hold your hand if you need me to," Mike teased me, which in return made me stop and shake my head. "No, that's not okay." Irritation appeared upon Mike, as though he was going to try and defend himself, or at the very least tell me I was being a bitch. I continued without any hesitation, "and no it's not because I don't share the same feelings and you need to know your bounds but because Jessica asked you to the dance and you said yes. You owe it to her to go with her and make her feel good about herself, flirting with me won't make things suddenly turn in favor of your direction."
Mike's eyes widened at me, as he ceased moving all entirely, his mouth hung open in shock. I reached my arm out and wrap my arm around Jessica's. I pulled her towards Biology, but before we had entered the building where the class was in, she stopped us and threw her arms around me. My eyes enlarged in shock at the bold move Jessica had done. She started to sob some, and I reached out to put my hand on her back, as though to let her know I was there for her.
She pulled away from me and reached her hands up so she could wipe away the tears that were falling down her face. I inwardly cringed at the mascara and other makeups becoming clumpy and cascading down her face in an unattractive manner. She hadn't worn any waterproof makeup but then again, she didn't expect for this to happen.
"W-What's wrong with me?" Jessica demanded, to no one in particular, as she sniffled some more. She looked at me with imploring eyes, her hazel irises wanting me to tell her my secrets so she could hold confidence she thought I had. I sighed and shook my head, "Nothing is wrong with you, Jess. Mike is a dick, plain and simple. He shouldn't have accepted your invitation if he wasn't excited about the invitation."
The warning of the bell let us know it should time we would wrap this up and get into class. I wrapped my arm around hers and went down the hallway, she pulled out some makeup cleaner wipes from her purse (thankfully she had grabbed them on a whim this morning), before she quickly wiped away her makeup and threw the dirty cloth wipes into the trashcan outside of the classroom.
"Thanks again, Elaine. If you need a favor you can come to me," Jessica let me know before she entered the classroom. I trailed behind her, noticing the blood type kits were sitting on the front teacher's desk, where there were indicator cards with four pronged, sterile micro-lancets.
I frowned, feeling sweat begin to prickle upon the surface of my dark skin. I tore my attention from the kits and went to the table I was assigned at. If only Aunt Zayna were a doctor, then maybe I could get away with not having to do this stupid little lab. Not that there was anything wrong with it, Mr. Banner was having us do this because of some blood drive that was going to come to the school in a few days. Still, I wasn't looking forward to prickling my finger.
I glared down at the kit that was placed down in front of me and picked up the prong, took a deep breath and stuck the needles into my finger. I flinched from the sharp pain and ripped them away from my finger, where I glared down at the little cuts that were on my finger. I knew if I hadn't closed my eyes, I wouldn't have been able to do it, but at least now I was done. I put my bloody finger against the piece of paper provided to me and threw the needle into the little container at the front of the classroom, with a hazard sign on the front of it so no one would be contaminated with diseases from touching used needles. I handed in my piece of paper and sat back down at my desk, my eyes trailing over the students that were all around me.
When the bell rang, I got up from my stool and stalked out of the classroom, contemplating on skipping the last class of the day. I almost jolted when a voice popped up next to me, "so how did it go?" I turned my head, noticing Edward standing next to me. He had his hands stuffed into his jacket and he was looking at me with intrigue, his golden irises darker than usual. I frowned and pressed my lips together in a thin line before I shrugged.
"I stuck needles into my skin, drew blood, just like what was expected," I merely remarked, an oddness came over me as I noticed how his eyes had become more umber and made me uncomfortable. I cleared my throat, gaining his attention. His eyes had trailed down to where my hand was, the one where I had the band aid covering the needle marks.
"Anyway, who is your next class?" I wondered, making Edward remark, "Mrs. Geoff, though I think I'm going to skip that class too. I share it with my brother, Emmett."
"He's the brother who says the dumbest things in Spanish, isn't he?" I teased, though it was true. Some said Emmett Cullen was a riot of a classmate. He might be opinionated on some subjects, but he was well informed. He often did the dumbest things, and from the sigh and eye roll from Edward I could tell he knew his brother's hilarity was known school wide.
"Yes, he is. I don't know if I should skip though, someone must keep that idiot in line in Spanish," Edward confessed, which in return made me shake my head in mock apathy, "yes, well, I guess you'll just have to decide which one matters more. I'll see you later, I have to head off to Gym."
I left Edward behind, not knowing nor caring if he ended up skipping his last class of the day. I wish I could skip my class; it was something I could do easily when I was living in Phoenix. Here in Forks, I had a feeling it was near impossible to be able to skip class without having someone know that you were skipping and report on you.
Most of the girls were already in their gym uniforms and were stretching on the court, when I entered. I waved hello to some of them, as though to let them know I acknowledged them but that would be the end of that. I wasn't someone who needed to have all the attention on her, so it didn't take long for people to turn their attention on other things than me.
As I entered the girls' locker room I wearily paused as I was welcomed with the sight of Lauren Mallory standing by her assigned locker with her arms folded against her chest. Her eyes landed on mine; her cool eyes were bluer than the frozen depths of an artic ocean in a vivid hue. I slowly made my way forward when she didn't say anything, though when I reached my locker, a hand reached out and smacked hard against my locker, causing it to rattle from the strong hit. I let my eyes flicker from the hand to the person who owned it, noticing Lauren was staring at me with the most anger she had ever shown me. Which happened to be quite impressive.
"Leave Jessica alone," Lauren hissed, her voice filled with venom. I frowned, as I looked at her, my head titled up since she was a lot taller than me. I couldn't help but snip back, "or you will do what? Last time I checked you—"
Lauren interrupted me, "shut up and listen. I know what you're doing. You're trying to take Jessica away from me. You will not do that. You will never care about her more than I do."
I arched my eyebrow, not able to say anything when footsteps came into the locker room. I turned my head, noticing that the female coach came into the room with irritation lit upon her features. "Get out of here, right now. Miss Watson get into your uniform; Miss Mallory follow me now."
Lauren shot me another look before she left me, and I rolled my eyes. I changed into my uniform and left the locker room; Jessica was looking confused. I gave her an assuring smile before I went to our side of the gym, where the girls were. Jessica let her eyes wander towards her blonde-haired friend, before she continued stretching.
When school ended, I wanted nothing more than to go home and take a long nap. I didn't want to think about Lauren, the sour bitch, or Edward teasing me. It was almost as though he was flirting with me, though I wasn't sure if I wanted to have him flirt with me or not. I had only been here for almost two months, again I wasn't in the mood nor goal when it comes to having a relationship. Especially when it came to Edward Cullen, I didn't want to date someone who had more secrets than I did. I didn't want to date someone who couldn't be honest with me.
Aunt Zayna was home earlier than I thought when I arrived home, she was sitting in the living room with a wine glass full of white wine, watching one of her Soap Operas that had been around since the 1980's, Days of Our Lives, her attention focused on the drama in front of her. She turned her head when she saw me, patting the spot next to her for me to come over and sit down. I did so without any hesitation, groaning as I tipped my head back.
"I'm skipping school tomorrow," I declared, only for Aunt Zayna to nip this in the butt, "I don't think so. I know that you probably had a stressful day at school but you're still going. I have shitty days too, but I won't let them get to me."
"Why do you have to be so mean?" I moaned, only for her to laugh, "that's my job, kiddo. I'm ordering some pizza from The Lodge tonight. It's about time we tried their pizza."
I hoped it was as good as Lively Distributing back in Phoenix, they had the best pizza. I wasn't someone who ate popular pizza, such as Pizza Hut or Domino's. Of course, I wasn't someone who ate pizza that much. My parents weren't parents that made food all the time, so they made sure to order food all the time. I ended up becoming tired when I was younger when they would order a lot of food, because I wanted nothing more than to have homemade food where we could sit around the table and have a nice time together.
At least Aunt Zayna was someone who made food for me when I was living back in Phoenix, we often ended up sitting at the dining table and spending a little more time with each other at the table, losing time with each other as we would talk about our days. I would be waiting all day for me to be having dinner with her, because she was my best friend.
We didn't talk that much during dinner, since we were neither in the mood to converse. I could tell she wasn't in the mood to talk about her day, and I wasn't in the mood to tell her about the abnormality that was the relationship I had with Edward. She would tell me to be careful with him since we didn't know him that well.
In fact, most of the town didn't know much about his family, other than Dr. Carlisle Cullen. He was a modern-day Mother Theresa the way the town spoke of him, of how he could be working at exquisite hospitals and could be paid a lot more than he was getting for Forks's measly salary, but he had decided he would rather work in towns like this.
The next morning, I woke to the sound of a conversation going on outside, which in return made me get up from my bed and head to the window that overlooked the front yard. My eyes widened as I saw Aunt Zayna standing by my car with Alice Cullen next to her. Alice Cullen had her obsidian pointy hair looking almost bluish black in the sunlight that came. She wore a white ruffled blouse, along with skin tight dark washed jeans, and brown leather lacy boots. She let her eyes wander away from my aunt to me, sending me a bright smile and waving at me.
I opened my bedroom window and poked my head out, "Alice? What are you doing here?" Aunt Zayna gave me a hard warning glare, as though daring me to ask her again. Alice giggled some as she reached her hand out and touched Aunt Zayna on the side of her arm, "It's okay, Miss Zayna. You go ahead to work. Elaine and I won't be here for that long, we have to head to school before long."
Aunt Zayna nodded her head before she headed to her car, got in, and drove away. I watched her drive away before I turned around and let the window shut after I pulled it back down. I changed into a rose gold sweater, stylish designer jeans with bejeweled back pockets, and some of my plainer high heels. I put on a light amount of makeup, brushed my teeth, before I grabbed a jacket, my purse, and my backpack and hurried downstairs. I didn't grab anything to eat, knowing I wasn't in the mood to eat anything for breakfast.
As I reached my car, Alice straightened up some. I knew we were about the same height so neither of us would have to crane our heads up to look at each other. I knew if I were talking to Rosalie, her older sister, I would have had to bring my head up. I didn't think there was anything wrong with tall women, I just didn't like tall people in general being near me because my head would hurt from tilting up so I could look at them for long periods.
"Hi, Elaine! It's so nice to finally meet you!" Alice declared before she reached forward and wrapped her arms around me. She gave a little dance as she held me, enough that I squeaked and let a blush appear upon my features. She giggled some more as she pulled away from me, pushing pieces of her long strings of hair behind her small ears, "sorry, it's just I've been excited to meet you, and I wanted to be your friend for a few months. Edward said he wanted to get to know you before I did, because he doesn't want me telling you embarrassing stuff about him."
I contemplated on asking her to tell me one on the spot but decided otherwise, and without meaning to I blurted out, "why are you here?" Alice didn't seem any deterred from her decision on being here, she instead continued, "sorry. I know I'm a little much for people when I first meet them. I'm here because Edward wanted me to tell you he's going hunting with Emmett this weekend to Goat Rocks Wilderness, so the two of them can hunt."
I nodded a moment later, before I probed, "what about Jasper? Is he not the hunting type?" Alice put her hands into her jean pockets of her pants. "Oh, it's Edward's turn to go hunting with Emmett. The three of them do intervals with each other. At the end of the month all the boys go hunting together, even Carlisle joins in. Us girls do camping, usually on the sunny days."
"And why isn't he here to tell me this himself?" I went around the car and headed to the front door of my car, unlocking it. I turned on the heat and shut the car door behind me again, turning to see that Alice sighed, "Edward is not someone who is good with giving news out. He tends to think too much with what to say, and in the end sometimes that can turn out being insincere or unimportant."
"Okay…well I guess I'll see you at school then."
Alice came forward for another hug, before she skipped in the direction of where her expensive car was. I rolled my eyes at her and got into my car after I threw my purse and backpack into the passenger seat along with my jacket I had grabbed. I slipped into the car, and drove out of the driveway, though the strange thing was I didn't see her car on the roadways to the high school—as though she hadn't been there to begin with.
When I arrived at school, Edward was standing with his siblings around their cars, they were conversing with each other with ease though Jasper and Rosalie both stiffened as they sensed me. I frowned and pursed lips, knowing in the back of my mind I knew that they weren't human, at least not completely. There was something about them, which let me know they were hiding a side of them they weren't supposed to show. It only made things even more intriguing to me, letting me know that coming here to Forks wasn't going to be completely worthless.
I gathered my things before I crossed the parking lot, reaching him. Rosalie gave me her signature bitch glare while Emmett sighed and rolled his eyes before he walked away. She had her arm hooked around his so when he started to move, she followed him without any issues—partly because of the fact she probably didn't want to be around me that much to begin with. Alice giggled before she skipped off with Jasper next to her, his deep golden irises unsettling, and quite creepy I had to admit.
I turned back to Edward and reached up before I punched him on the arm, which in return made me groan as I cradled my hand when I pulled away from him. He shot me a concerned look, I took deep breaths and held my other hand up, as though to let him know he should wait a moment. I took a few deep breaths before I began to stretch my fingers out, assured I hadn't broken my hand due to hitting him on the arm. It was inhumanly hard, that didn't feel as though it was human flesh. It felt as though I had hit a concrete wall.
"I-I'm okay," I breathed out before I stopped stretching my fingers out. I straightened myself out and gave him a glare, "want to tell me why you had your sister stop by my house because you were too much of a hot mess to tell me yourself that you're leaving to go hunting with Emmett this weekend?"
Edward sighed and reached his hand up, rubbing the back strands of his red hair as he tried to think about what he should tell me. He paused his awkward moving, before something seemed to hit him like a freight train. He gave me an amused smirk, "wait, did you just call me hot stuff?"
"Water is wet," I merely remarked as I waved my hand at him, "it's just words. Don't get too cocky, you're still a complete mess, hot or not. Either way it's not really a compliment."
The stress that had been emitting from him seemed to loosen some. I smiled, before inwardly applauding myself at the sly way I had him not stress out so much. He seemed to realize what I had done because he gave me a small, half smile, which in return made my heart race some in my chest. "Thanks, Elaine. I'm just not used to this…"
"People thing?" I interrupted, pausing some in confusion when I swore I could a loud, boisterous laughter radiating in the distance—later I would learn it had been Emmett who had heard our conversation and was finding it quite amusing. "Anyway, I came over here just to get onto you. Next time you have something to say to me don't let one of your siblings be your messenger. I'd rather hear it from you, not them."
"Noted."
I gave him a strong nod before I moved away from Edward, he had been leaning against the hatch of his silver Volvo, but now he was straightening up, probably about to go to class himself. I gave him one last look, noticing how ethereal he was to everything around him. He was a well maintained antique around false modern beauties. There was something about him, which was old, yet he still had this aura of youthfulness around him. The same could be said about his siblings, all of them together they seemed to have the perfect mixture of old-time aesthetic melded to modern time aesthetic.
"Oh, wait!"
I turned around, noticing that Edward was leaving but he paused when he had heard me. He turned; he was showing nothing more than confusion lit upon him—though there was also a sense of frustration that came upon him. The same kind of irritation he had when he had first met me, but when his eyes landed on mine, I couldn't help but blurt out, "do you want to come with me to La Push, First Beach? I mean there will be—"
Edward stiffened, and almost flinched as though he were a demon who had a priest spewing Latin at him. He managed to school his features fast enough that I barely saw the look he had, though maybe I was just imagining things… "My family and I don't go to the Reservation. It's nothing to do with their race or anything, it's just….complicated."
"Well, if you want to come anyway, it's going to be a little before lunch time, around 10:30 on Saturday. First Beach, if I see you, I see you." I shrugged and turned around before I continued to where my first block was, only to stop when Jessica came rushing over to me while Angela was next to her—she had some books in her arms and her glasses tipping some down her nose. I pushed them up without any hesitation, which in return made a streak of bright red appear on her face, she was flustered. Later Angela would tell me she was a lesbian and wasn't too secure in her sexuality but in moments like this, she would not know what to do.
"So, I invited Edward to the beach this weekend," I started, earning a squeal from Jessica. I flinched from the velocity of the squeal. "Ears, Jess, I need my ears." Jessica sent an apologetic smile, allowing me to know she was just someone who got emotional easily.
"And what did he say?" Jessica demanded, only for me to shrug, "I don't know if he's coming or not. He says that him and his family don't really go to the Reservation, says that things are complicated between him and them."
Angela perked up as she pushed her glasses up on her nose, "I learnt from different sources at my father's church, that the Cullens and the Reservation have moral issues with each other. Some also say that Dr. Cullen looks like a descendant of one of his ancestors who lived here a long time ago and had problems with the chief of the reservation at the time. So, the Reservation and the Cullens have a complicated relationship."
I put that in the back of my head, to tuck away, and come back to in the future. Jessica was protesting in the background, as we headed towards our classes. I rolled my eyes, thankful she was behind me, because in her eyes Edward couldn't do anything bad. He was too pure, too good, so there was no reason why people should be upset with him just because some ancestor of his didn't get along with the people of the Quileute Reservation.
I didn't sit with Edward when lunch came, though when lunch ended Edward headed towards the parking lot, letting me know he was heading off to his hunting trip with his brother. I let my eyes watch him for a while before I went towards where the Biology building was, with my friends gathered around me. My mind wasn't here in the present, I was too busy thinking about how there seemed to be more to this hunting trip, to anyone else they would have not thought that much about him. I was also thinking about the whole ancestor thing, maybe when I would go to the beach this weekend, I would ask one of the natives if what Angela had said was true (I obviously wouldn't bring her up, just that I had heard around about it).
That night I dreamt I was in the woods, wandering, only to stop when I heard the soft rustling of wind around me. The bluish gray tint of the woods around me only made things more uneasy for me. I looked around, hoping I would find nothing around me, that it would be only in my head. I hadn't expected though for a silhouette to arrive of a man in front of me, from the shape of the man I could tell it was Edward. I had stepped forward, only for Edward to disappear in front of me as he ran away, at an inhuman speed. His eyes, which were a beautiful butterscotch sometimes at school, had become almost completely black.
On Saturday I woke earlier than I normally did, got a good breakfast, grabbed my wet suit and my surfboard from my closet, before I went downstairs in a white t-shirt, shorts, and a pair of my tennis shoes. My hair was in a messy bun on the top of my head, and I didn't wear any makeup. I didn't have any jewelry. There was no need for them.
I drove to Mike's parents' Outfitter's, arriving to see Tyler's van sitting in one of the front parking spots. Angela, Ben (one of their friends who I didn't really know), Mike, Tyler, Eric, and Lauren were gathered around the van. They turned their attention to me when they saw me, excitement lighting upon those that were surfers, who only happened to be two of them (Mike and Tyler). They had their wet suits on showing their lanky, muscular bodies.
"So, you weren't lying, you really are a surfer," Lauren mused, making me roll my eyes. "And what would I gain if I just randomly told you, I was a surfer? Nothing."
Lauren went to scoff at me only for Tyler to check down at his phone, "Samantha and Lee are almost here, we don't have to wait that much longer."
The back hatch of the van was open, and I put my surfboard into it, where the two other surfboards were. I sat my wetsuit on top of the surfboard before I shut the hatch down, since no one else needed to put anything back there. I turned, noticing that Lauren was trying to talk to Tyler, though he didn't seem as though he was interested in her. I didn't feel sorry for her, I knew I wouldn't want to be dating her either. She was too much of a bitch for my taste.
We didn't have to wait long for Samantha and Lee to arrive, both had given us apologetic smiles before they got into the third row of backseats of the van. I sat back there with them, while the others sat down in the second row, and Tyler and Mike sat in the front seats of the van. I didn't really pay attention to Samantha and Lee; both were more interested in conversing with each other. I wasn't insulted with this. I didn't feel insulted with this. I didn't see why I should be.
The drive to La Push, First Beach, didn't take too long. I peered out at the scenery, how there were different trees than the ones that were in town. The sky was bright, beautiful today, and it was the perfect weather for us to head to the beach. I was looking forward to reaching it, though I knew it wasn't the same type of beach I was accustomed to.
When we pulled into the parking lot of the beach, I was ready to focus on something other than the oddity that was Edward Cullen.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have a fanfiction on the side I started, called, Blood Solstice, which happens to be an Alec Volturi X OC (Bella Swan's little sister) fanfiction. It is rated MATURE, like this one. There is one sided INCEST in the story, where Jane is in love with Alec. I am not promoting Incest as a good thing, I just always thought that the two of them had an Incest feel about them. Please check it out if you are interested.
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