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So last chapter, when it was first posted, I forgot to enable anonymous reviews. My bad but I'm still new at this. This chapter is longer than the first ones and it took longer to write. I'm still open for better name suggestions. Sooo…on with the show, ummm… I mean story.
Also, I have a floor plan now so I will describe the house better. It might be up in my profile.
You may have noticed that I am Canadian. I spell words like 'colour, omelette and favourite' funny but that's okay because I have Great Canadian Beer!
A Psychiatrist's House
Step 2: Asking Questions
Recap: Fortunately for her, Jacob had no trouble getting over his shock before he said something. "Paul, why on earth are you butt sexing that disgusting bloodsucker?"
As if jolted awake by the question from Jacob, both Paul and Emmett jumped apart. They looked at each other, disgusted, then looked at everyone else in the room. Jacob, in his black leather pants with no shirt or shoes, Edward, in a white muscle shirt with blue jeans and white running shoes and Bella, sporting a new neon pink miniskirt, neon green 2 inch heels and a black camisole with a white sweater half zipped.
"Bella," blurted Emmett, "What are you wearing? You can't wear a neon pink miniskirt and neon green shoes with a black and white top. It just doesn't go. What were you thinking when you got up this morning?"
Bella looked surprised at Emmett's forwardness, especially after being caught with Paul, before whispering, "I thought I was being outgoing. You know, like, 'Hey wow, she's so courageous wearing that neon stuff' type of outgoing. Edward said I looked good and I thought I did too," she faded out, unsure.
"Hhppmmmcchhh," was the sound of someone stifling his laugh. Everyone looked towards Paul. "What," he asked stupidly, "How could she have possibly thought that looked good. I mean honestly people, green and pink and black and white. There are just way too many 'ands' in that outfit."
"First, you get caught in the hallway with Emmett," Edward listed, angrily, "And now you're defending him…after he made fun of my girlfriend/ fiancée/ future wife maybe. And Emmett, you should be ashamed of yourself. With a werewolf? I mean, come on, your can do better than that."
Emmett looked at Paul again. "First off Edward, Paul and I are not a couple, nor are we doing anything like that. If you would like to hear what actually happened in the hall I suggest we find a room that has some chairs, so that we can sit down and talk like rational people, otherwise you can continue to think your perverted thoughts here all you like while I go and try to find a way out of this god forsaken house." He had managed to say that in a calm, collected voice.
"Wow," Bella breathed, completely stunned, "I think that was the first serious speech I've ever heard you say. And to think you said it all without once raising your voice. I swear Emmie poo, you're getting more like Carlisle everyday." Emmett cringed at the name Emmie poo.
"Fine," Jacob huffed, "We can find a room, as long as it's on this floor. I don't think we should explore the second floor without some knowledge of stuff."
Edward stared at Jacob, as though he were hearing something no one else could hear. He sighed before agreeing, "Jacob's right, we should settle here and collect ourselves before we do any exploring. We might as well listen to what Emmett and Paul have to say."
They all followed Edward as he started walking down the hall, away from the purple room and towards what looked to be a kitchen. Edward stopped at the archway on the right side of the hall that connected the kitchen to the hall and let Bella walk though its beauty first.
"Wow," she gasped as she stepped into the kitchen, "It's so pretty." From where she was standing, she could see an old styled fridge to her left against the wall, a sink on the counter in the corner and an ancient, yet beautiful, looking stove. It was the type of stove that you had to light with a match or lighter and turn on the gas. There was an island counter area in the middle of the kitchen near her right side. The island was an irregular quadrilateral shape (A/N: HA, math is so used in the real world Kelsey! ; P) that had a bench that fit two people perpendicular to the archway and two stools on the side right of the bench side. The stove was to the right of the island against the opposite wall that Bella was by. There were also cupboards above the counters.
"This is not what I had in mind when I said 'a room with some chairs' Edward," Emmett looked at Edward, although Edward seemed too interested in the white-tiled walls. Jacob was examining the floor, which was all white except a small stain on the floor that was a dark reddish colour.
Paul was rummaging through the cupboards and fridge. "Where's all the good food? Why is there no dishwasher? Why is there a pile of snow in the freezer with a piece of paper that says 'snow cake'? (Guess the movie that has a 'snow cake' in the freezer) What on earth is a kumquat, or a banana squash or a fig?" He just kept babbling until he noticed that everyone was looking at him. "What? Why is everyone looking at me?" he asked, ignorantly.
Bella let out an exasperated sigh before taking a big breath, "Well Paul…There probably isn't any 'good food' here because no one has been here in so long, there's no dishwasher because this house was made about a hundred years ago. Nobody here knows why there's a cake made of snow in the freezer because none of us put it there. A kumquat is a sweet-sour, green to yellow-orange fruit that can be eaten with the skin still on. It's like a small orange or mandarin. A banana squash can be orange, pink or blue that's commercially grown in Florida. It's about 20 inches long and weighs about 12 pounds. Steaming it will cause a slightly sweeter, yet milder taste. A fig is a bell shaped fruit with a wide, flat bottom narrowing to a pointed top. They can be brown, purple, green, yellow or black and vary in size. The skin is slightly wrinkled and leathery. The fruit is often dried for preservation because the fresh fruits are highly perishable and the flowers can't be seen because they grow in side the fruit." Bella paused for a moment as she took another breath, smaller this time, "Finally, we are all looking at you because you kept asking yourself questions, you were babbling to yourself and you were making a great big commotion."
After Bella's speech, the room was deathly silent. You could have heard a pin drop. She looked around at everyone's speechless faces. "So," she began, breaking the silence she created, "I think we should eat, don't you all?"
"You're so weird sometimes, Bella, but that's what I love about you," Edward whispered to her as he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her forehead. Bella swayed on her feet. They were broken apart by a smash in the hall.
"What was that?" Jacob half screeched as he jumped about 2 feet in the air before quickly composing himself. Everyone was giving him weird looks.
"Let's go check it out." Bella almost ran into the hall. Everyone quickly caught up to her.
The plant that was on the table near the front door had fallen to the floor. There was now dirt, plant and pot all over the floor.
"How did that fall over?" Emmett asked, suspiciously, looking serious now.
"Who cares, we need to clean it up now," said Bella, completely oblivious of the carpet mysteriously lifting up in front of her feet as she bounded, and fell, forward towards the floor. "Wahh," she shrieked as she fell forward, hitting her head on the side of the table before anyone could catch her.
"D'oh", Jacob literally hit his forehead while saying this, then added when the others looked at him, "That was second time she got herself knocked out in the last," he looked at his watch, "two hours."
"Yeah, well," Started Paul, "We might as well get her back on the couch in the crazy purple room." Edward picked her up and carried her to the purple room and set her on the poop coloured couch, again.
"And now we wait…"Emmett trailed off in an eerie voice as the two vampires sat against the wall at one side of the room and the werewolves sat against the wall at the other side of the room with Bella, lying on the couch, in the middle.
Bella stood up. She looked around. Where am I? She thought. She was definitely not in the crazy house anymore, but that still didn't help her to know where she was. It was nighttime, she noticed as she looked at the sky through the trees. The moon was going through an eclipse. She heard a noise to her left and instinctively ducked behind a tree, miraculously not tripping. There a few feet away from here was a man. He was big and tall, like Emmett, but looked more menacing. Oh my goodness, she nearly screamed out loud. It was Felix, that one vampire from Italy. He was part of the volturri vampire people. But he wasn't alone. A girl walked up to him. She looked about 5'4", and her hair had pinky-purpley steaks in it that were put in braids. It was amazing. Only the pink hair was in braids, and none of her original brown hair was in the braids. She looked up at Felix, put her hands on his chest and whispered something inaudible to him. That was strange. The girl looked human, but she looked in love with Felix. Felix was a bloodthirsty vampire that hated humans, didn't he? Felix stroked her cheek and whispered back, "Happy Birthday".
There you go. I had to end it a bit early but I will post the next chapter faster. By Easter Monday I promise. Have a good one and please review.