Strange Little Girls
I fallowed the two women into the house, it seemed very clean with lite colors and a lot of white. The lady, Esme brought us to the living room and there was a blond man with blue eyes who seemed like he would be pretty tall standing up sitting on a cream colored love seat smiling. Great more happy people.
"Honey, this is Ms. Cork", Esme gestured to the child service lady, "and this is Edward Masen", She said while smiling at me.
She then pointed to the man, "This is my husband Carlisle Cullen" she said looking at him sweetly, it was making me sick.
I completely zoned out as they talked about whatever it is that they needed to talk about, I was thinking about how much this was going to suck. New assholes to try and make fun of me and now I had my new 'parents' to deal with, great.
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When Ms. Cork left, she left me here too damn it I thought maybe I wouldn't have to stay, for some reason the Cullen's were unsuitable, but nope they were fucking perfect. Esme brought me to my new room it had a royal blue and gold theme to it and a big queen size bed for just me, hey it's better than the futon me and my mom slept on. Then I thought, things aren't going to be the same, my mom's not here, but she needs me how can she live without me cooking for her and making sure she got to work on time and her telling me to go to school and not screw up my life like my dad. How will we be able to show each other our love? I was thinking hard about this as I drifted of to sleep in my new, very comfy, bed.
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I woke up the next morning to the sun shinning into my eyes from the large window with a bench covered in blue pillows beneath it. I looked at the shiny gold clock on the table by my new bed and saw that it was 11:30, so I decided to go get some breakfast. I walked slowly down the stairs looking at all the pictures and decoration around this huge ass house. When I got to the bottom of the stairs I smelled something really sweet along with the smell of bacon, yum I haven't eaten bacon in a while, we just ate what the food pantry gave us. I fallowed the smell into the kitchen where Esme was making pancakes and bacon, she already had a plate made up with syrup and whipped cream on the pancakes and my stomach growled. Esme finally turned around and noticed me, she looked a little shocked at my appearance, what was wrong with wearing my boxers? That's what I always slept in, I didn't see a big deal about it, I didn't have pajamas, but she didn't say anything about that.
"Edward, how did you sleep?, I made you some pancakes and bacon I hope you like that, I figured you'd be hungry." She said sweetly.
"Just fine, and ya that's good", I grunted. I wasn't in the mood for conversation never mind to a lady who thinks she could replace my mom with good cooking, damn adopted parents.
She just smiled at me with some knowing look in her eyes, whatever.
After I had eaten, she told me that later tonight Carlise was going to come home and we would have dinner together and chat, hah I am not a chatty person. Esme had also told me I was free to roam about the house and that I should also go meet our neighbor, the police chief and his daughter. I gave a short jerky nod and she when upstairs to go do whatever it is that she does.
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So I did just that, I wandered aimlessly through the house and found nothing of interest. I decided to throw on some cloths, a pair of jeans, a button up shirt and some worn out sneakers, and found the door that led to the backyard. It wasn't raining which seemed like a plus, the backyard had a colorful garden and then at the back was woods. I walked around to the front of the house completely bored, when I saw a small girl on the swing next door. She had her hair in pig tales with her bangs swept to one side and was wearing pink jeans, a t-shirt and a pear of sneakers, and though she looked kinda young and short to my 5'8" maybe 4'4" she looked a little more mature for some reason, I guess you could say slightly developed in the chest, but not much. When she saw me she smiled and waved, then used her hand to call me over, I sighed and went, might as well get the fucking introductions over with.
"Hi, I'm Bella", she said with a small smile, still sitting on the swing.
"Edward", I replied.
"So your Dr. and Mrs. Cullen's new son?", she asked.
"I'm, just staying here till I can get back to my mom and these fucking morons can drop the god damn act, they ain't gonna adopt me no matter what. I'm not a fucking orphan" I said angrily.
She looked shocked, scared, upset, guilty, remorseful, and a bit angry.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you angry or sad I was just asking, and you shouldn't swear so much mister", she said quietly at first but then loud and clear at the end.
Mister, really?, but who cares what this little brat thought.
"Whatever, how the hell old are you anyway?" I asked out of curiosity.
"I'm nine", she said proudly.
"Congrats, I'm thirteen" I said in a bored tone.
"Oh cool were going to be in the same school, I can tell we'll be good friends." Bella said.
Though I really didn't want it I could tell that maybe she was right, maybe would could be friends even if she was four years younger there was just something about her that demanded my attention. And I fucking hate to admit it, but I cracked a small small at her. Bella beamed back at me.
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I spent a long portion of time sitting on the swing by Bella talking about trivial things like favorite color and food to the few book we've read, I most definitely didn't like doing that shit, and music though her taste was horrible. Really, Hannah Montana? Disgusting, and I told her so and she hit me, she actually hit me, not that it hurt it felt like a little tap on the arm, but still. I was shocked to say the least and my reflex was to hit her back, but I didn't, and I'm not sure why. I've never let anyone hit me no matter the situation and get away with, but fuck this god damn little girl just made me stop and think 'hey there's no need'. What the hell is wrong with me?
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~OK so umm chapter two tada! I know my chapters aren't very long, sorry, but trust me if you ever want to see chapters within a decent time range of each other this is the only way it will work. Also I was really thinking about putting Bella's point of view in it, not take Edward as the main, but just add her in. That way you can see not only what she thinks about him to understand their relationship and why things are the way they are and for the thing that are going to happen, but also to just give you an idea of how people see Edward on the outside. SO please tell me if you think that's a good idea or if I should just kinda let people wing it. XxbloodxloverXx ( oh and sorry for the really long A/N hehe [: )
