Authors Note: AHH! This is probably gonna be the last update before I go on my vacation to New Orleans. I don't wanna go but, alas, I am forced. SO I decided I had to get this out. I'm REALLY sorry if BELLA seems a bit OOC! REVIEW! Bllahh! criticize! do something! I lied. The plot doesn't start yet.
P.S.-I don't know why but some of the words bunch up even though I double check to see if they aren't. It's SO ANOYING!
Disclaimer: (for this chapter and the prologue before! 4got 2put it up!) I don't own twilight-
Chapter one---- Relaxation time
It's been eighteen years since I was changed. Time soars by when you know there's no end.
Basking in my own memories, I look out towards the sky. I haven't tampered with it, and it's still as beautiful as ever. I smile wide. It looks exactly like the moment right before I had taken fate into my own hands.
Twilight had become my second favorite time of day though. Midnight had become my all-time favorite, with the sky pitch black, and the stars shining vibrantly, making a noticeable contrast. Here in the small town of Prince Rupert, Canada, that image was almost always. And if it wasn't, I could make it happen.
The twilight today though, was so awfully stunning; it almost beat my preferred midnight sky. Relaxing in the forest, while the rest of the clan was racing each other, I remember that day like it was yesterday. As soon as I had come back from the my time grieving in theforest, we had a lengthy conversation about, well, a lot of things.
There was one question, though, that caught me off guard. They had asked me if I'd known any vampires before. Of course, I had and I told them. Luckily, they didn't push it and let me be.
Though I don't quite love it here in the clan, Idefinitely don't hate it either. Settling here though, has its advantages. I had a group to keep me sane, protection, plus some playful coven mates.
But those were only the males… ok, that's true, but I can't do anything about it.
Alice… As soon as that thought came, it was gone just as quickly.
Though I missed having a girl to talk to, I didn't like to think about things I couldn't possibly change.
Like the females' attitudes! I thought, annoyed.
Lilith, for example. I learned immediately not to expect much chatter from Lilith. You'll be lucky if she even replies. I suppose it's not that she doesn't actually like me; it's more just that she's a quiet person, and she's like that towards the whole clan, except her husband, Adrian. Anyways, that's better then the way a certain other female reacts to my presence.She isn't really a hopeless case.I have a millimeter of hope for Lilith.
Vega, though; she is doomed to failure. There is no reasoning with her. She hates me for no apparent reason, and she'll take whatever chance she'll get to show it; glaring, growling, cursing, sticking her leg out, and pouncing on me once in a while. Supposedly, I provoke her. I remember plenty of times where I would outrun her in a race, and she would get upset and tackle me. And it wasn't too playfully either. And she always claims I flirt with her husband, Donovan, when truthfully, all thatwe have is a brother-sister kind of bond.
I'm actually kind of close to Donovan. We talk, joke, and we often mischievously tackle each other, out of no where. He was someone whose outlook I needed when I was troubled, though I never do understand his ways.
Adrian, Lilith's husband, was very calm, but leaned on the gothic side, like his wife. We also chatted, but that was mainly it. I usually was with him when I wanted quiet time though, like when reading, or just to think. Lilith wasn't the jealous type, so that wasn't a problem.
And then there was Blake. Blake isn't actually my boyfriend. No, I will not let that happen. But we're definitely more then youraverage friends. I would say… best friends, with a touch of lust…or a bit more then a touch.
I giggle into the barely there sun. He definitely was extremely attractive, but I would say it was more of a lustful craze, not the whole in-love act. I wouldn't let it go any further then that, and I had a good reason too. His name is Edward Cullen, and I detest him.
No you don't…Oh shut up! Yes, I do, and I would prefer it if I were to never see him again. He caused everything to go wrong, and he completely ruined my life. I don't regret becoming a vampire, though. I love it; and I would definitely go through the three days of pain again if I weren't a vampire. But he was too dim-witted to change me…
Bringing me out of my depressing thoughts is the sound of running. Donovan appears out of no where and stops right in front of me. He has a mischievous glint in his eyes that makes me wary.
"We're playing it." I grin, and reply.
"I'm in." He smiles wickedly and leans in close. He whispers for effect.
"Good, because your it." And before he dashes off like lightning, he tags me with so much force, I go flying. Of course it doesn't hurt me, but I give a cry of outrage.
Swiftly, I land on my feet. Instantly I take off in the direction that he took. I take a deep breath and then listen carefully for all sounds. I grin smugly, because I now know that there'retwo vampires very close by.
Pushing myself to the limit, I catch up to them in less then a minute. I can now see the back of Donovan's head, and it's slowly but surely coming closer. A bit ahead, I see Blake's shaggy black hair. I decide to pounce on Donovan for revenge. I make the winds carry me even faster, and I'm basically flying at the moment.
Whenthe timing is perfect, I pounce, and in concentration, bring him down. More out of surprise and shock was I able to pin him to the ground, because he's much stronger then me, butthen I'm much quicker then him. We smash together, with the ground, causing a deafening boom.
He scowls up at me, but before I let him open his mouth, I speak.
"Ha! Do you really think you can beat me?" I grin triumphantly. By now, Blake has heard the ruckus and is leaning against a tree, laughing at Donovan. The next second, I'm the one pinned to the ground. I glare irritably at him and he beams down at me.
"No, I know I can beat you." He chuckles as I growl threateningly. Suddenly, I get hit with an idea. I smile evilly, and say,
"If I were you, I'd get off of me and let me tag you." He stares down at me, trying to figure out my plan, while Blake, still leaning against the tree, has a knowing look in his eyes. He speaks,
"Don, you don't want to know, but I'd listen to her," The last time we were racing each other, I had done this exact same plan to him.
I casually look at up at the sky. It had started to rain a bit, but merely drizzling. Gradually, I speed up the process to where in a couple of minutes, we're all soaked.
Donovan looks up at the sky, and then looks back down at mewith a smirk on his face.
"Oh no! Are you going to get my hair wet?" He says mockingly. Only adding fuel to the fire, I bring out the thunder. It roars at full volume. I smile innocently.
"Oh, much worse."
Blake then speaks hurriedly.
"Don, get off and let her get you, while you still can." Blake's now backed off behind the tree. Donovan merely looks at him before asking,
"Why?" He replies,
"Just do it…"
"No! I've finally won!" He whines.
"Don, she's going to do it any second now."
"Let her, she's just mad because I beat h-"
But I had lost my patience. The storm, roaring around us, looks inconspicuous for a bit of what I'm going to give to Donovan. Out of the soon-to-be-black sky, lightning pierces the darkness and heads straight towards us, through the rain. Blake sighs,
"Too late…"
Lightning strikes Donovan and he goes flying into the trees. The lightning won't hurt him because I've sent it a slow and unheated level, or maybe not just as heated. He curses at me and comes out of the trees, looking a mess. But as soon as we see him, me and Blake burst into laughter.
Donovan scowls.
"And what, pray tell, is so funny?" He asks us threateningly. Blake is laughing too hard, so I decide to tell him.
"Look down at yourself." It takes less then a second, and when he does, he gives a cry of outrage.
"You burned all my clothes off!" I look innocently at him.
"You still have your boxers on." He stares at me menacingly, which makes the laughs come out again. On the light pink boxers, is a picture of Vega shaped as a heart on the butt. Blake says, snickering,
"Nice boxers. I have to know where you bought them." Donovan growls, though I can tell he's embarrassed.
"And you knew this would happen?" Blake smiles and simply says,
"I warned you, didn't I?" Donovan glares at him before turning to me.
"You do know I'll get you for this, right?" I reply, smiling.
"Like you can…" He looks outraged and before he can say anything else, I take off towards the house. I hear the sound of running behind me and I know they're following. I turn around while still running, going backwards. Donovan mutters,
"Show off."
I smirk, and say,
"Did you say something, Dear Donovan?" He puts on a fake smile and says mechanically,
"I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about, sweet Bella." I laugh and turn back around. We would reach our house in a matter of minutes. I ask,
"Where did everyone else go?" I didn't really care about the answer. I liked it best when it was just us three. Blake answered, since Donovan was still in his bad temper.
"Vega went to go get a manicure again, because she broke a nail," He said sarcastically. "Adrian's at the house, reading. He got bored. And of course, Lilith went with him." Lilith and Adrian were inseparable.
"Oh…" I said absentmindedly.
We arrived back at the house. Vega wasn't back yet. Adrian and Lilith were upstairs doing something I didn't want to hear. Donovan plopped down on the couch and turned on the T.V.
"We need a bigger T.V." he says out of no where. I gape at him.
"That one practically takes up the whole wall!" He grins at me and says calmly,
"I know. We need one that actually takes up the whole wall." I stare at him. Blake answers for me.
"Well, we would get one like that, but I don't think they sell them." He says sorrowfully. I sigh exaggeratingly and grumble,
"Men are hopeless." Blake grins at me, and I see a lustful spark in his eyes.
Not wanting him to do anything in front of anyone, I move smoothly outside. It was almost midnight now. But before I can do anymore gazing, I find myself pinned up against the outside of the brick house. I look up into Blake's smirk.
"Now there's no escape." He says, an inch away from my face. I roll my eyes.
"Oh really?" He nods brushing his lips against my own.
"You, sir, are much too confident." His lips moving against mine, he says,
"No, I'm just right, and let's take this elsewhere." Before I can object, he dashes into the house, and up to his bedroom. I remember the time he had wanted us to share a room. There, I had put my foot down. He had complained a bit, but it was worth it, knowing that he would want to do things that I definitely did not want to do with him. But what we were doing right now was fine…
He throws me down onto the bed, and pounces. Moving his hands up and down my side, I giggle, because it tickles. He looks at me like I'm officially going insane. I smile and kiss him on the lips softly, but he deepens it. Suddenly his hands are on my shirt, taking it off. I frown inwardly.
"Blake…" I murmur with a disapproving tone. He continues to take it off. Annoyed, I say it clearly.
"Blake." It's now off and those sneaky hands are now at my pink bra.
Enough is enough! I think irritated. I say loudly,
"Blake!" He finally responds this time.
Finally! I look at him with annoyance written on my face, and he's looking right back at me with the same expression.
"What?" He says.
As if he doesn't know… Exasperated, I sigh, and say,
"You know what."
I notice he's ogling at my now exposed chest.
No wonder he seems out of it.
Growling harshly, I grab my shirt and slither it back on. He finally snap's back to reality and groans.
"Bella." He complains. "Why are you stopping what's going to happen eventually?" That took me off guard for a second.
"And what, exactly is going to happen eventually?" I'd explain this to him numerous times, but for some reason it didn't seem to go through his thick skull. He answered with the answer I was dreading.
"Us." I groaned loudly.
"How many times to I have to explain this? We are not going to happen, Blake."
"Then what do you explain this is?" These were the exact questions we had in our other arguments. I suddenly was overcome with laughter.
"Hmm…a distraction." I burst out laughing. I felt likeI was being a bit rude,but I couldn't help it. It was kind of true. Basically true.
He looks at me irritably and mutters,
"That same excuse…Vega's home." He swiftly gets off me and heads towards the door. I asked hesitantly,
"Blake, are you mad at me?" I was answered with a glare and a brief 'no', before he headed out the door.
He has no reason to be mad at me. He's just being childish.
I feel the burning ache at the back of my throat and I know I can't put it off much longer.
With a sigh, I get off the bed and walk at a human pace downstairs. When I get to the bottom, I'm greeted with the picture of Vega and Donovan going at it.
"Get a room!" I shout, amused when Vega breaks off and shoots me a glare.
"This is my house, and I can do whatever I want wherever I want." She snarls at me. I'm about to remind her that it's also my house, when Blake walks in from the living room.
"Vega, please do get a room. It's not the most pleasant sight to see." I can tell she's annoyed, but also doesn't want to provoke any unneeded arguments. She responds with,
"Whatever…oh and I have some news." Blake puts up a hand to stop her.
"You can tell us afterwards, but it's time." He says, and calls out to Adrian and Lilith. They come down and nod, showing they heard. Slowly a smile shows on his face.
"Which club are you going to, Vega?" She replies with an evil smile. I zone out of their conversation. Though I did hunt humans, I didn't do it the way they did. Which was going to clubs, flirting, bringing them back home, and then drinkingthem dry.
I repress a shudder, and zone back into the present. Donovan, Lilith, and Adrian have already left. Vega and Blake are still here. Vega zooms upstairs. She likes to get ready to go the clubs. Blake gives me a pointed look. He knows my ways, and doesn't fully approve, but let's me do it nevertheless.
Reaching my room in a second, I go to my closet and pick out an outfit for tonight. Choosing a black long sleeve, thin shirt, a black denim skirt, and black stockings with matching shiny, leather black boots, I put it all on. I liked to blend into the night when hunting, so I always wore black. Also, I didn't want to stain any of the clothes I liked.
Going back downstairs, I see a note on the table. I read it,
Bella,
Vega was impatient and it was getting annoying. Anyways, you take to long. Sorry, but as youcan see, we left. But I think you know your way by now. Have fun, and be back before the sun rises.
Blake
Blake usually was the one who dropped me off. But I definitely knew my way by now. And he didn't need to leave a note. It's not like I'm goingbe lost withoutthem.
You're only getting mad because you're thirsty. I ignore the voice because I know its right.
Making my way through the forest, I reach the road we usually take. Sighing, I look up at the sky and smile. It's gorgeous, once again, naturally. I made it drizzle a tad, because I liked the feeling against my own skin.
I continue down the road and out of no where, I trip.
To shocked to actually do anything, I fall on the ground. I lay there for a minute in shock. When was the last time I'd tripped? I growled loudly. Great, I'm on an eighteen year no-tripping binge, and I ruin it by tripping over air right now.
Calm down, its not a big deal…I tell myself. But it is a big deal. Well, to me it is.
I finally stop my ranting, because I was at my destination, and it was time to go hunting.
Authors Note: PLEASE REVIEW! OK SO THE PLOT WILL EMERGE EVENTUALLY DON'T WORRY! IM IN THE PROCESS OF WRITING THE NEXT CHAPTER! im almost done but not quite...i wont b able to get it out though till tuesday i'd say! sry! AHA! THIS now is the longest chapter i've written! xoxo ;o! ILL UPDATE SOON ENOUGH! BUT U HAVE TO REVIEW!