Here is Chapter 3, of How I Found Love, enjoy .
The scent was horrible, like something died came back to life and then died again in a sewer. There was only one thing that smelled like that... werewolves.
I ran outside of the cafeteria and found 5 russet skinned teenagers, all older and taller than I . When they saw me they started shaking and snarling, I was hurt didn't they recognize me?
"Geez, I leave for a few years and you already hate me?" I asked.
"Izzy?" they all cried.
"No it's Mrs. Lovett," I said, go Sweeney Todd, "of course it's me dummy, what other vampire would talk to smelly old werewolves like you besides me and my coven?"
I finished my rant and they all rushed forward and crushed me in their group hug.
"Can't...breathe." I gasped.
"You don't have to." someone laughed, I think it was Paul. After a few more minutes they finally let go.
I took in the scene before me, Sam the alpha, and Paul, Embry, Jared, and Quil were standing before me with smiles so large I thought their faces would break, I'm sure I wasn't any different.
"Wow Iz, you changed, a lot." Sam mused. My smile fell, they didn't remember what I told them.
"What's wrong Iz." Jared asked.
"Don't you guys remember what I told all those years ago before we left?" I sniffed, I was heartbroken. I told them I would be going through a mourning phase until I found Edward, even if it took the rest of eternity.
Comprehension dawned on their faces and their expressions turned somber.
"Sorry Bella, I guess it sort of slipped our minds, you just look so dark with the piercing's and clothes." Embry admitted sheepishly.
I smiled but it didn't reach my eyes which they saw and immediately started comforting me.
"It's ok Bells, really." Quil patted me on the shoulder which made me feel slightly better.
"No, Quil it's not, having someone taken away from you that you love not knowing if you'll ever see them again is the worst form of torture, no amount of sympathy can change it." I finished, my eyes pooling with the tears that would never fall.
"Well if it makes you feel any better there are other vampires here." Paul offered and they all nodded this got my attention.
"Who are they, are they vegetarians, do I know them?" I fired questions at them, needing answers.
"Whoa slow down, we don't know them, yes they are veggies, and how on earth would we know if you knew them Iz." Sam prattled off, disappointing me.
"Well, at least they don't drink from humans, did you make a treaty with them too?" I asked curious as to how many treaties they would make.
The treaty was that we, my coven and I, could only bite a human if they were approved by the pack while the pack could not tell people of our existence.
I don't know why we have the treaty, we are friends, the wolves would tell people about vampires after the apocalypse and everyone was dead. Also, we wouldn't change someone unless they were about to die or were alone in the world.
"Naw, Iz," Jared started, "your coven is the only one, we trust those others, we know the leader and he is an awesome guy."
I crossed my arms over my chest indignant to his statement.
"Excuse me, you don't trust my coven enough to not have a treaty?" I asked pissed off
"No you loser, we just mean that when we met you guys we didn't know how you guys were, but we already heard of this coven and knew they were good." Embry explained
"Oh, well I guess that makes sense then, sorry I freaked." I apologized.
The bell rang signaling the end of lunch, and that 5th period would be starting soon.
"Sorry guys I gotta go, school and all." I said while walking back to the cafeteria.
"Bye, Izzy," they all chorused behind me.
I ran into the open door and grabbed my bag and walked with Angela to 5th period
"So, what were you doing out there?" Angela inquired
"Oh, just saying hi to some old friends I used to know a few years ago." I answered. She nodded her head and was silent the rest of the walk.
We arrived at the classroom and took a seat at the back of the room and waited for the teacher to arrive.
I started drawing in my sketchbook, a side view of Angela's face, when I heard people talking in hushed tones while staring at me.
"Her brothers are gay, I saw them walking and they were holding hands, so nasty." a girl with orange hair and freckles wearing some knock-off designer clothes and fake Jimmy-Choos.
"I know, I asked the blonde one out, and he just stared at me, oh well, who would want to date either of them they're both ugly." her friend who was wearing practically the same thing only her hair was dirty blond and in a ponytail.
I snorted and they heard, which was the point.
"Do you have something to say, new girl." the first girl asked me, her voice high and annoying.
"Uh, yeah I do actually." I replied.
"Well then spit it out." her friend demanded her voice also unpleasant.
"It's nothing, you two are just so funny," I chuckled.
"And why do you, like think we are funny, skeleton." the first one asked.
"Well, because one you called my brothers ugly and two you got rejected." I was full out laughing and could barely continue.
"An-an-and, you-you ac-ac-actually thought th-that yo-you would ha-have a ch-chance wi-with th-them too!" I finished falling off my seat and onto the floor.
I sensed the teacher was coming so I stopped laughing and waited for Mr. Jones to come in the room.
"Hello class, sorry I'm late, what are you doing the floor dear?" Mr. Jones asked.
He was about 27 with a goatee and reading glasses, he was approximately 5'9 and lanky with very little muscle. He had light brown hair, hazel eyes, and a kind cheerful face, all in all a nice teacher.
"I'm sorry Mr. J," I said from the floor, " I am the new student, Bella Laroche, and as for why I'm on the floor why don't you ask Angela over there."
"Angela, could you please explain why Ms. Laroche decided to take residence upon the floor?" Mr. Jones asked nicely.
"Well, umm, Bella was l-laughing sir." Angela told him.
"Oh well, that's nice, Bella why don't you get off the floor and come up here so I can sign that paper of yours?" he asked smiling, I am beginning to like this guy.
"Okey dokey." I said, hopping up and making my way through the aisle crushing all the feet with my heavy boots that tried to trip me.
I reached his desk and gave him the paper which he signed with his name in a flourish.
"There you go dear." he said handing me the slip.
"Thanks." I muttered.
I walked back to my seat and Angela smirked and I did too, this was starting to be a fun school day.
The period went by quickly and it was soon time for the 6th, and last, period of the day.
After saying bye to Angela I made my way to the art room and found a pleasant surprise. On the board it said "FREE DAY" I used my power and found that it meant students can do what they please the whole period as long as it does not disrupt the learning process.
I silently walked to the teachers office and saw that no one was in there. I spotted Eric and quickly went to him.
"Do you know where," I referred to my schedule for the name, "Ms. Sadincy is Eric, I need her to sign this." I said holding up the paper.
"Oh hi Izzy, uh, Ms. Sadincy should be in that room over there." he told me, pointing to a door labeled "Paint Room".
"Thanks Eric." I said and left him to his work which was a painting of the "Aurora Borealis". I had to admit, he had talent.
I walked, again, to try and find the teacher hopefully for the last time and then start working after my mission was accomplished. I knocked on the door and was granted entrance only to wish I hadn't.
The stench of paint wafted in my nose making me choke, I love painting but hate the smell.
"Hello, you must be Isabella, I am Ms. Sadincy, pleasure." she said in a slight British accent.
"Bella or Izzy actually ma'am," I corrected her in my own accent, "and yes pleasure to meet you too."
She smiled and took the sheet which I had held in an outstretched hand, waiting for her to take.
Ms. Sadincy was very pretty for a human with short, silky black hair that was in a ponytail at the nape of her neck. Her nose, jaw and chin were angular, but not chiseled, her lips were pale and thin.
Her eyebrows were sculpted nicely while her wide, innocent sky blue eyes were surrounded by thick lashes. She had a slim frame that had a paint stained white t-shirt draped over it with faded blue jeans and simple tennis shoes and a rope like belt.
She handed the slip back to me and told me to do whatever I like and to use whatever materials needed.
I thanked her and grabbed my bag and settled in an empty corner and set to work.
I grabbed a clean canvas off a shelf and took a pallet and got paint from a cabinet and a paintbrush. Then I grabbed a few pencils and sketched the outline of the picture in my sketchbook, I was going to draw Edward.
After finishing the sketch I figured out the colors I would need and how much I would need of them.
"Hey Edward." I heard someone say. Edward? I repeated in my mind. Could it be, no, but wait, didn't Paul say there were other vampires here?
I gasped and went back to work, thinking of what someone just said.
I was almost done with the first part of the painting when I spotted a girl, maybe 16 or 17 staring at me with light blue eyes. She noticed me looking at her and started coming my way.
She was short, about 4'10 and had short, inky black hair making her look like a pixie for she had tiny features and was skinny in the extreme. She was wearing a dark green A&E short sleeve shirt with black skinny jeans and black ballet flats.
Her face wasn't mean or jealous looking, merely curious.
"Hello," she trilled in a high soprano voice that reminded me of wind chimes, "my name is Alice Brandon and I noticed you are new and I didn't have a chance to meet you, so hello and welcome to Forks, you are?" she asked.
"Bella or Izzy Laroche, nice to meet you Alice." I told her.
"Well, would you like to hang out sometime with my friends and I ?" she asked her already flushed skin turned darker in obvious embarrassment.
"That depends, who are your friends." I asked curious as to if I knew them.
"Me, my boyfriend , umm, Rosalie Hale and her boyfriend Emmett McCarty, Angela Weber, and Eric Yorkie." she replied in one breath. Oh good people I knew, that makes me feel better.
"What would we be doing." I asked interested.
"Oh, uh, I don't know, probably going down to the park, or seeing a movie."
"Hmm, how is the park?" I asked
"It's nice, it isn't very exciting but we like to just hang out there and talk and lay on the grass." she said in an off-tone.
"That sounds like fun, I'm in." I said
"Really! Ok then I'll meet you after school in the parking lot by the sign." she squealed and ran back to her spot in the room.
I chuckled and spent the last 20 minutes of class in silence, working on my masterpiece.
20 minutes later the bell rang and I had to put my painting in the storage room for it was not finished.
I packed up and made my way out to the hallway, but not before seeing someone 40 feet away from me I had been looking for 6 centuries.
I was going to leave it here but then I would be mad and you would too.
Only one thing was going through my mind right now, Edward. Finally after all this time I found him, here in Forks, Washington.
He turned his head and saw me.
"I-I-Izzy." He choked out.
"Edward." I sobbed.
Next thing I knew both of us were running toward each other dry-sobbing until we reached each other and when we did I did what I wanted to do for so long.
I kissed him, long and hard, with my arms around his neck and his wrapped around my waist twirling us in the parking lot, we kissed like there was no tomorrow.
We stayed like that, wrapped up in each others arms for who knows how long, we did not care.
After a while we fell to the ground and fell apart only to crash together again this time the kiss was even more passionate.
Someone cleared their throat above us and we looked up only to see a furious Lauren. All I could think was, What the hell does she want.