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Disclaimer: the characters belong to the great mrs. meyer. (twilight)
"I think I should talk it over with my family," I said all of this calmly, but I had to spit out the last part about the Cullens being my family.
He didn't look surprised. He waved his goodbye and glided out of my sight. He freaked me out. One second he was excited and the next he was serious. Serious mood swings if you ask me. It reminded me of Edward.
Edward was the strangest one of them. He was always in the corner, always staring at me with his beautiful, topaz eyes. Whoa, wait a second. Did I just call Edward, the Edward, beautiful?! No, I would not become attached. I was hopefully going to Italy.
But maybe I don't really want to go, a sly little voice inside of my head said. Maybe you want to stay with Edward. I was going crazy. I could hear the voices, see hallucinations (Edward being beautiful), and I felt something pulling me out of the woods.
Oh, wait. The pull-y thingy was just my power. I could usually tell when someone needed me.
I ran with my super cool vampire running power. The trees were zooming past me; to me it looked like a blur of green. I gracefully slipped in and out of the trees and into the Cullens' back yard. The house was a Victorian, the kind you see in the fancy magazines. It was yellow with a large garden in the back.
It seemed so open. My room, if you would call it that, was on the third and top floor. The top floor was made up of my room, Edward's room, Carlisle's study, a bathroom, and a library. The library was, by far, my favorite space in the house. It was mostly empty, apart from the occasional visits from Edward.
I hurried through the back door and into the kitchen. Good, no one has seen me yet. I crept up the stairs. I didn't hear or smell anyone. I made it to the second floor when Emmett attacked me from behind. Emmett and I had made a game out of how many times I could beat him in a surprise attack.
So far, I didn't win any. Emmett knew this and constantly pointed it out, just to tease me.
I squirmed out of his arms and slapped him in the face.
"Emmett! Just give it a break once in a while! Jeez."
"Sorry, Bella," he said with an unrepentant face.
Sigh, he was such a little kid. I brushed him off and continued to my room.
How was I going to tell them?
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