This was, by far, the longest plane ride I had ever been on. I sighed and repositioned myself in my seat, frowning. In addition to my restlessness, I had another problem. My ears were popping and it was driving me absolutely insane. Not only was it painful, it was incredibly annoying. I growled under my breath, complaining about the air pressure to myself. Apparently, Edward heard this, for he chuckled.
"It's not funny!" I snapped. "You don't know what it's like."
I pouted and he pulled me towards him.
"Relax," he whispered. "It's only been about seven hours."
"Only?"
He didn't respond. He just smiled and kissed my forehead.
"You can't be uncomfortable," he said.
Of course I couldn't. They had gotten the nicest seating available, and the flight attendant waited on you hand and foot. Poor Edward. He just didn't understand that being human was uncomfortable itself. At this thought I frowned. Everything had seemed to revolve around that one idea lately.
"What's wrong?" Edwards voice called.
"Nothing," I answered quickly.
A little too quickly. It was Edward's turn to frown now. I patted his hand and turned to look behind us. I could see Esme and Carlisle in the farthest back row, and Rosalie and Emmett in the row in front of them. They were seated directly behind us, and they were a little too into each other to notice me at the moment. Esme and Carlisle were talking to each other quietly, I assumed, but it was hard to determine whether their mouths were moving or not. I decided that they were, just too quickly for me top notice. Alice and Jasper were in the row in front of Edward and me, and they too, were a little busy.
I knew that Jasper and Alice adored each other, but they didn't normally show much physical affection outside of a quick peck or holding hands.
Once again, I found myself overwhelmed with emotion. I was so incredibly blessed to have met these people, to be able to associate with them. I had always considered them family, and now, I realized, we really were going to be. That made me think of something else.
"Edward?"
"Yes?"
"What's the story? You know, like the story of our family? Are we all adopted again?"
"Yes," he said with a smile. "It's the same story, in fact, except…"
"Except…" I prompted.
"You are going to be Alice's sister," he said with a smile.
I was beaming. All of this almost made me forget about the flight. Almost.
"I love you," Edward murmured.
"Me too."
Just then, a flight attendant walked up the aisle and looked to Edward and me.
"Would you like to see a movie," she asked us.
"Sure," I answered.
She smiled and walked away, and shortly after, the movie started.
I sat through the first 30 minutes of the movie silently, never uttering a word. This, of course, gained the attention of Edward and his family. All of us sat watching the movie-me, genuinely terrified, and them…fascinated, I suppose. Suddenly, a guy popped up from out of nowhere, throwing a hatchet that lodged itself in another man's back. I screamed and covered my face. In the process, I kicked Jasper's chair reflexively, causing him and the rest of the family to stare at me.
"What are we watching," I squealed through my fingers.
"That was awesome," Emmett declared excitedly.
"You must be joking," Rosalie muttered. "That was so fake."
"How can you be afraid of this, Bella," Edward laughed.
I noticed Carlisle and Esme, both smiling but looking away politely. It was obvious, though, that they were trying to contain their laughter. Everyone else, on the other hand, wasn't even bothering to hide their amusement. The room erupted in laughter.
I blushed and looked away, embarrassed by how easily frightened I was.
"Oh, Bella," Alice sighed after her long fit of laughter was over. "We're sorry."
"It's fine," I muttered. "I'm just going to go to sleep, and you guys can keep watching the movie."
"Bella," they insisted, but I just assured them that I was perfectly fine with going back to sleep.
I wasn't mad at them. I was frustrated with myself. Everything about me had to be so incredibly opposite from them. I couldn't seem to go anywhere without getting into some kind of trouble, and I could hardly stand in one place without falling over. I had always felt inferior to them, but now I felt worse. I couldn't even watch a scary movie without becoming paranoid.
After a few minutes of thought, I turned back to the television. The movie was still on, but it was obvious that they weren't as into it as they had been before. I had ruined that moment.
"I'll be right back," I say, looking at Edward.
He stood up, wanting to come with me. I shook my head and gestured for him to sit back down.
"I'm going to the restroom," I explained.
He nodded and sat down, but I could still feel his eyes on me as I walked away. He probably felt guilty, I decided. This was ironic, seeing that I was feeling guilty too. We always seemed to think that everything was our fault.
I walked down the hallway, but groaned internally as soon as I spotted the bathroom. There was a closed sign in front of it. I was going to turn back around and just wait, but then I remembered how long the flight was going to be. I decided to just walk to the coach section and use the restroom there.
When I arrived, I was glad to see that there was no line. The door was locked, so I just had to wait for one person to get out. I began humming to one of my favorite songs to occupy myself. I heard the lock click and I took a cautious step backwards to be sure that I didn't get hit with the door.
The lady that walked out walked right into me. I almost fell over but she steadied me, and as she did, I stifled a gasp. This couldn't be happening.
"Bella," she practically screamed.
"Mom," I whispered.
