AN: all rights go to Stephanie Meyer, and song credits go to We The Kings. and no i do not own the lyrics or characters, just the story line. :)
Serenity's POV:
oh god how my head felt like it was killing me, my alarm rang loud near form where I laid. I still don't remember how I got to my bed last night, but Nessie and Jacob kept throwing glances my way, the type that say that they know something that you don't, which is quite odd when your own sister hasn't even been inside your head in almost a whole day. But there we both were, sitting at the breakfast table, enjoying dad's home cooked omelets, hash-browns, and bacon. It's one of his specialties, but I guess he still doesn't realize it.
For once I'm actually early to home room. Roll is being called and then I notice her sitting five seats away with her feet crossed. Mr. Henley looks up from his glasses as he calls out "Miranda Clark" and nods pitifully wondering how he got some of the students in here. Finally he get's to both of Nessie's name and then mine. He looks again to make sure who it is and chuckles. "well, we haven't had a Cullen here in a while, girls is your father Edward?" he asked us both. I nod and so does Nessie, "yeah." I said happily waiting to see the look on Miranda's face. Nessie turns in my direction and shakes her head at me, like I should know better or something. "how is your father doing? I heard he married ms. Swan, are the still together?" I nod again. "they are still happily married, and my dad's doing great. After Dartmouth, they settled down with us and moved back to Forks." Mr. Henley smiled and continued calling out names.
During third period English, Julian came and sat next to me, poking my sides with his lovely smile on his face. "hey you," he said before sitting down. "hey." I replied looking down to hide my blushing cheeks. "run into any more walls today?" he ask jokingly. "no,but I swear they have it in for me." I said laughing. But afterward, we get back to work on a partner project, that was due next week. I look over his shoulder to see what he's wrote about me so far and am not surprise that he writes down "loves to run into walls". "hey, that's not fair." I comment when he looks at me with a grin. "how about I tell you some thing about my self then, that is both true and will make you laugh?" he replies. I think about this in wonder. This should be interesting, might also be my only chance to learn some thing new about him.
"might as well." I answered as I got my pen ready. "so apparently I was the worst little boy growing up, my aunt Hillary tells me. Now don't get me wrong, I'm supposedly sweet to her now, but the things that I did when I was a kid she'll remember till the day she dies." he says looking back at an old fond memory. "while she was over for Easter once, mom was making a cake, and I wanted to help. I was maybe three or four, so when I went out to the garden I didn't know which ingredients my mom needed.
"i grabbed whatever I could and tossed it into the batter. Grass, dandelions, squiggly red-brown moving things, and mud." I raised an eyebrow. No wonder the woman said she'll always remember him, I thought, as I guessed where this story was going. "think mom forgot to put her glasses on when we were making the cake 'cause as soon as I was done storing, she put the batter in the oven." a small sound escapes from me. "uh-oh". He looks at me with a knowing grin. "yeah. Think it was also aunt Hilary's birthday too. She got the first piece and wished for me not to make her any more cakes ever again. Even when I offer I still can't get her to have a piece." I can imagine why.
The more I found out about him the more questions I asked. Of course Julian asked some very personal ones too, who didn't? The innocent ones are the ones that surprised him though. "favorite movies?" he asked. "The crazies, The mummy?, I'll always know what you did last summer, um, zombie land, and Shaun of the dead." I replied. He smirked. "what?" I asked. "nothing," he'd answer, then the questions continued. During lunch, it seemed like we were still doing our work for English. When we had a few minutes left of lunch Julian asked me out to the movies. "want to see that one movie, My Soul To Take, Serenity?" I nodded happily. "sure, see ya tomorrow then?"i asked. I grabbed my tray, and bravely, in front of the whole school, got up and pecked Julian on the cheek. I could still hear Miranda's gasp from where I stood as I made my way to class.
Demetri's POV:
"we'll write a song... don't waste your time...speed up your breathing...just close your eyes..."i hum to my self as I walk to my room. Jane walks by, a surprised expression plastered on her face. "i see some ones back early." she purrs. I ignore her and keep walking. "any new information? Demetri?" she asked slightly miffed for the brush off. "Hmm? Oh no, not that it concerns you Jane. Although I was quiet sure you'd be checking Greece right about now." I replied politely. After she stayed quiet returning to the Volturi training room.
Not that we really use it anymore, but it felt nice to unwind our muscles after once in awhile. Ah, so much better being home. Once in the confines of my room, I closed the door to the outside world and started writing what had become a possible lead for a song. When I was done writing I gave it a once over, looked for my guitar which I spied in the corner, and started picking at its frets. Its intro slowly building until it comes into harmony with the lyrics.
"Soft kiss and wine
what a pretty friends of mine.
we're finally intertwined.
nervous and shy
for the moment
we will come
alive
tonight"
"Secret Valentine!"
From there the words flowed just as naturally as waster and air. Each word blossomed as the tune morphed and became a beautiful collection of notes.
"We'll write a song
that turns out the lights
when both boy and girl
start suddenly shaking inside
don't waste your time
speed up your breathing
just close your eyes
we'll hope it's not for nothing at all"
all too soon it was over. I sighed as I put my instrument away. Some one cleared their throat and my attention directed its self to Alec. "whats wrong?" I asked. "nothing, Aro just wanted to welcome you home." Alec replied. I nodded, knowing that the music must have tipped every one off that I was back. Crazy old music loving Demetri. Out of the entire guard I was the only one who could never let that part of my life go. "very well then." I replied as I walk down the corridors to his study.
"my lord?" I called out respectfully. "ah, Demetri, finally you're back with us again." he said as he held out his hand. Instinct and knowledge already told me to take his hand. With one touch he knew pretty much everything. His eyes widened as he nodded sagely. "i see, so how would you like to resolve this case?" he asked quietly. Unconsciously I replied "my lord, if I could maybe sway her to our side the rest of the family would follow suit."
"very well. See what you can do, and if not, you will have to force her to come with you." Aro said with finality. After that I went to pack my belongings again, knowing that they were sure to send me out again. What good dose it make if I force serenity to come with me or not? She would have probably find a way out if she really wanted to, being there is other family she wouldn't want to part with. And it would be the same thing that happened to me wouldn't it? So much time and so many secrets that have been layered with in these walls...
AN: hope you guys enjoyed so far and the song's called "secret Valentine" by We The Kings" in case your not familiar with it and want to look it up. :D
