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Fish and Movies
"Hey Bella…" Charlie sat across from me at the table for breakfast.
The slow determination in his voice alerted me to the fact that he was trying to casually bring up something.
"What are you doing today?"
Well, I had been planning on sleeping…
"Nothing…" I answered slowly. Please not father-daughter bonding day! Please not father-daughter bonding day!
"Well, I'm going to go fishing with Harry later and I was wondering if you could run some things over to the Blacks for me?"
"Um…okay, dad. Sure." That was easy enough. It would give me something to do.
"And maybe you could visit Jacob. You two seemed to get along when they were here last time. Do you remember him?" His voice was strange, like he was trying to hint something to me. He stared at his breakfast the whole time he was talking.
"Of course I do." I said, trying to be calm. It had not been that long ago, had it? "I might hang out with him a while. I don't know though. It depends on if they are busy. What do you want me to take over?"
He gave me a lhuge brown paper bag full of fish and old movies. I thought it was an odd combination but chose not to say anything.
As soon as Charlie left I ran upstairs to get ready.
It was, by Fork's standards, a warm day; therefore, I could get away with wearing a three quarter length sleeve black top and jeans. I put on an old pair of tennis shoes to complete the look.
I snatched up the paper bag and ran out the door. The sooner I got there, the sooner I could see Jacob again…or get back home to sleep. God, I was tired!
My mind still buzzed about the goings on of the night before.
To get my mind off of that upsetting subject, I turned on the radio and tuned in to my favorite station.
I watched the world float to the
Dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be something
To do with you
I really don't mind what happens now and then
As long as you'll be my friend at the end
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I'm alive and well, will you be
There holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side with
My superhuman might
Kryptonite
Kryptonite…what horrible luck. I used to like this song but today I could not bear to listen.
I turned to the next station.
"You're listening to 103.7 home to all things good! This is the new song by Mayday Parade- Black cat!" The radio informed me. I don't know this song, I thought cheerfully. That meant no bad memories!
Close up camera one
The hero sings in this scene,
The boy who gets the girl gets to go home with and get married
But stop the tape
The sun set still looks fake to me
The hero looks like he can't breathe
The damsel just left everything
You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now
Whoooooo awwwooo awwwwooo
Whoooooo awwwooo awwwwooo
You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fire works
And you're gonna burn the city down right now
Whoooooo awwwooo awwwwooo
Whoooooo awwwooo awwwwooo
Close up camera two
'Cause the hero dies in this scene
you're inspiration is the loss
of absolutely everything
The hero is not going to die! I panicked, spinning the knob to a random station.
I am so high, I can hear heaven.
Oh but heaven, no heaven don't hear me.
Apparently I had caught it in the middle of the song.
And they say that a hero can save us.
I'm not gonna stand here and wait.
I'll hold on to the wings of the eagles.
Watch as we all fly away.
And they say that a hero can save us
I'm not gonna stand here and wait
I hold onto the wings of the eagles
Watch as we all fly away
I almost laughed.
Was this some king of joke?
I changed the station again.
"This is new music from Boys Like Girls!"
It's too late baby, there's no turning around
I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud
This is how I do
When I think about you
I never thought that you could break me apart
I keep a sinister smile and a hold of my heart
You want to get inside
Then you can get in line
But not this time
Cause you caught me off guard
Now I'm running and screaming
I feel like a hero and you are my heroine
This was horrible. The whole world was out to get me and now the whole world included my favorite radio stations. Maybe I'm just over thinking the songs…nobody else would listen to the word hero and automatically think of Mackenzie…or listen to the word heroine and automatically think of how much it sounds like heroin…and about the certain someone who had compared me blood to heroin. It was all in my head…but I'd change it to a new staion, just in case.
Hello there
The angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim
Of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally
If we want
Where you can always find me
And we'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends
I miss you
(I miss you)
Where are you?
And I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep
I cannot dream tonight
I pushed the little power button off. Well, I guess there was nothing really wrong with that song…I turned it back on.
Don't waste your time on me
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you)
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you)
HA! The radio thought it was being funny now? "I'll show you stupid radio…" I muttered, turning to one of the hated pop stations that played hip-hop all day. "Take that!"
She's going out to forget they were together
All that time he was taking her for granted
She wants to see if there's more
than he gave she's looking for
He calls her up
He's trippin on the phone now
He doesn't want her out there
And alone now
He knows she's movin it
Knows she's using it
Now he's losing it
She don't care
Everybody put up your hands
Say I don't wanna be in love
I don't wanna be in love
to the beat now
If you've got nothing left
Say I don't wanna be in love
I don't wanna be in love
Back it up now
You've got a reason to live
Say I don't wanna be in love
I don't wanna be in love
Feelin' good now
Don't be afraid to get down
Say I don't wanna be in love
I don't wanna be in love
The radio had achieved a level a level of genius a certain Cullen had never been able to achieve- The ability to read my mind.
I turned to station again, hoping this time it would be some hard-core metal song with lots of screaming and few words. Instead a soft piano filled the car.
Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images
You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick
I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should have known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images
And when you left you kissed my lips
You told me you'd never ever forget these images, no
I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me
I my vision blurred and quickly pulled over. There, on the side of the road, I allowed my tears to spill over. I knew that I was being weak and that things like this should not upset me but I could not help it.
I fixed my makeup in the mirror to make sure I looked presentable and drove the rest of the way in silence.
I knew the radio was bugging me more than it should. I should be able to listen to the radio in peace without thinking about...anything specific.
But I still could not quite bring myself to reach for the power button.
The Blacks house was not hard to find. I had been there before so as I pulled up I experienced this surreal sense of déjà vu. It was just as I remembered it. Except…
There were several young men ranging in age from 15 to 25. The thing was- they all looked the same.
They all had the same dark hair cut close to their scalp and russet skin color. They were also all very muscular and tall. Well…tall was an understatement. They were not tall, they were HUGE. Ina way they were really creepy. The same hairstyle kind of making them look like an Indian gang.
As I turned off the truck they all turned to look at me, a group of scowling masks.
I got out, lifting out the cumbersome bag after me. I half carried half dragged it with me toward the house.
As I neared, a stocky boy spoke, "Hey!" He shouted even though I was not that far away.
"Hey." I answered. "Is Jacob home?"
The boy stared at me with a new curiosity. "You are…a friend of Jacob's?" He asked.
"Yeah." I said. Sure I was…
"Ha! I didn't know Jacob had friends like you…if you know what I mean." I sighed. Did everything have to be difficult…?
"Yeah, okay." I said, fed up. "Is Jake home?" Second times the charm…
"Any friend of Jakes is a friend of mine." He sneered, patting the step beside him. "Would you like to sit with me?"
"No thanks." I looked to the oldest of the group. "Is Jacob home?" I asked him. Third time should do it…
He must have seen the impatience in my eye because he suddenly straightened up and said, "Yes, he's inside. I am sorry for my friend's inappropriate behavior."
The stocky boy's sneer slid from his face as he looked at the older boy. He looked down, almost like he was afraid.
"Thanks." I muttered, passing the boy on the stairs on the way to the door.
He did not even look at me.
I slid down the narrow hall quietly inside the front door.
I looked into the living room, but it was empty. The dining room was also empty. I peeked into the last room in the hall, the kitchen.
A boy…no a man stood at the sink. Even though his back was to me, even though I had not seen him for a while, I still knew this was Jacob Black.
I knew he had always been tall but now he was verging on giant. He was more muscular and looked less like the boy I had known before and more like a man than I ever thought he could grow into in this short of time. His beautiful hair which had always been pulled back into a pony tail had been cut off. He looked exactly like every other boy outside. Like one of the gang.
I set down the bag onto the tile floor. It squeaked under the weight.
"I'm coming! I'm coming, guys!" He said in a deep husky voice, thinking that I was one of the gang outside. "I only have a few more dishes!"
I cleared my throat, a little nervous. "Jake?"
Suddenly his whole body froze. He dropped the dish he had been holding back into the sink.
"B-bella?" He stuttered.
RANT TIME!
Disclaimer- Jacob Black looked down at the notecard. "Why does it say 'Mackenzie's lines?" He asked "Oops!" I said, taking a permanent marker and crossing that out and writing in 'Jack Black's Lines.' "Dude," He said. "My name is Jaco-" "JUST READ THE FREAKIN LINE!" I yelled. "Ok, ok! Syd does not own me or Bella or Twilight...or anything that sounds remotely famous, like the songs. Also, go see my new movie with the fighting panda coming out thi-...you do know I'm not Jack Black, right?" I stared at him blankly for a few moments. "You're what now...?"
This is just a filler chapter; therefore, nothing really happened...sorry! But I needed to post something to tell to that -I am terribly sorry but I will not be able to update for a while due to computer problems with my computer at m mom's house. Due to this I will only be able to type at my dads house on Tues. and every other weekend. Sorry! BE PATIENT!
The songs used in this chapter are (in no particular order)- Black Cat by Mayday Parade, Hero/Heroine by Boys Like Girls, Dance Floor Anthem by Good Charlotte, I Miss You by Blink 182, Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy, Hero by Chad Kroeger, and Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down. They are all awesome songs…so listen to them! –glare-
POLL NEWS! - Ok so there's a poll up in my info/bio/profile/thing- What mythical creature do you think Mac is? As of right now...the winner is a superfun mixture...closely followed by Werewolf and merperson. And with only one vote are unicorn and alien. The rest have no votes. -rolls eyes at you're stupidness- You can vote for up to 3...WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR! (whoever voted for alien- I love you!)
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