I sit there in the woods, thinking about where I went wrong. I bang my silver cuffs together three times and lean back into the tree. Edward left me. I mean it is his fault. I guess I go back to camp now. Stupid clumsy Bella. She has no self confidence. I, Allison Flame, created daughter of Hestia, have a lot. Ok, I wouldn't describe myself as shallow. Nor would anyone else. But sometimes we've all got to think it through. I expect this Nico guy to be here any minute now. I run back to the house my facade fading before my eyes. My curly orange locks trail out behind me to my back. My eyes glow a warm brown. My figure turns slim and athletic, but also pale. The same tone as before. I run to my room, ignoring Charlie's calls. The mist. The mist. I fly up the stairs, a couple creaking at my weight. I am anything but Bella.
I am Allison.
I grab my duffel bag and see a hot boy standing behind me. He's a bit taller than me, but I'm shorter then Bella. At five foot two, I feel like a midget. He is the height of Bella. He has dark hair and eyes, with pale skin.
This hot boy is Nico.
I try to conceal my disappointment. We are probably just meant to be friends. None of my type are meant for me, no matter how much I want them. But Edward was super controlling and so was that pixie- Alice. I look straight into his eyes. He and I look away at the same time, embarrassed. "Hi" he says. I know he is trying to make small talk. "Weather is nice today." I say. He nods. Wait. Am I flirting? I blush again, the shyness Bella has put into me creeping up. He takes my hand, and I feel the same electricity I felt with Edward. Except this is different. Kinder. I try to study him. But I'm so happy looking at our entwined hands that I can't. "One, two, three." He steps forward and we melt into darkness.
