I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! We have exams coming up and GCSE preparation takes is sweet time! I want to thank all of you that congratulated me on my history results. :) That was so nice of you.
I have to say, I think my favourite was:
When I woke up this morning, I turned over and saw two cats dancing the conga!
That was from Lily CullenSalvatore. One of my main reviewers. Thanks girl!
THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER! BUT IF YOU READ BELOW, YOU'LL UNDERSTAND!
I've been planning it out, and I'm going to do an epilogue part 1 and part 2, and then any outtakes that you want me to do, ask in a review and I'll try my hardest on them!
I don't know if you've realised, but the chapter titles are what my playlists are for the chapters.
Chapter 1 – My Immortal: Evanescence.
Chapter 2 –Turn Ma Swag On: Keri Hilson.
Chapter 3 – High School Never Ends: Bowling For Soup.
Chapter 4 – Too Cool For School: Fountains Of Wayne.
Chapter 5 – Always: Bon Jovi.
Chapter 6 – 1, 2, 3, 4. I Love You: Plain White T's.
Chapter 7 – Please Don't Let Me Go: Olly Murs.
Chapter 8 – Going Under: Evanescence.
Chapter 9 – My World: Avril Lavigne
Here we go.
Oooh, I almost forgot. Disclaimer-Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. Not me!
To say I was scared to go back to school; might be a bit of an understatement. I was terrified, petrified, any other words you can think of that resembled being scared. Of course, my most recent death experience was the biggest thing to ever happen to my small town of Forks, Washington, and it also happened that I'm one of the only people in this miniscule town that hates attention. This obviously means; I'm going to get all the attention a person could possibly receive in one lifetime. Why me? I don't understand why out of the tiny population of Forks, I'm the one who seems to attract danger like it's some irreversible force.
Obviously, it didn't take long at all for the news of clumsy Bella getting herself put in the hospital at the game, and then the bitch of the school trying to kill her off with a gun at the hospital, where she got a relative to try and kill her beforehand.
Thinking about it now, I'm not surprised I was topic of gossip; I know that I'd be in that position if something like this happened to someone other than me.
I'd had to stay in hospital for another week and then at home for another, and I'd spoken to Edward every night on the phone. The first day Edward went back, he rang me as soon as he got home.
The phone rang and I jumped up from the couch to answer it, embarrassed to admit even to myself that I'd been anticipating the call since I woke in the morning. Taking the phone off of the cradle, I sunk to the floor, smiling. I hadn't heard anything from Edward since he'd text me this morning saying 'Good morning, beautiful. (;'.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hello, beautiful." He answered me.
"How was your day?" I asked, apprehensively. I heard him sigh over the phone.
"Not good, Bells. You have no idea how many people came up to me looking for information, and how many teachers asked me if you were okay and if you were struggling to cope. Then people were asking me about Lauren and what's going to happen to her." He took a deep breath. "You're going to hate it when you come back."
I winced.
"I'm sorry."
"Why?" He asked, sounding appalled.
"Because I've caused such a mess with everything." I sighed.
"Well, it was hardly your fault Bella!"
"It was, I'm just a magnet for trouble aren't I?" He laughed slightly.
"Yeah, you are. But I love you." I could hear the smile in his voice.
"I love you too." I smiled.
"Well, that's good." He paused.
"Edward!" I gasped.
"I'm kidding Bella." He chuckled.
"Yeah, you say that now." I glared at nothing in particular, feeling sorry for the fridge my eyes were narrowed at.
"Bella." He said in a stern voice.
"What?"I matched his tone.
"Come outside." He ordered.
"What?" I asked again, only confused this time.
"Come outside." He replied, slowly this time.
"Why?" I asked.
He sighed loudly.
"Please, just come outside?" He pleaded.
"Edward, I'm supposed to rest, it's like 15 degrees outside!" I protested.
"Isabella Marie Swan, get your cute little ass outside right now."
I sighed, getting up off the floor, wincing when my knees cracked.
"I'm coming, and I hate you." I said into the phone. I heard him laughing through the phone and I rolled my eyes.
"Bells, where you going? And why are you holding the phone?" Charlie asked from the couch as I walked past him.
"I don't know, if I'm being completely honest." I told him, leaning against the door to the living room.
"Who's on the phone?" He asked.
"Edward." I told him. He looked deep in thought, wrinkling his moustache.
"Give me the phone." He told me, I threw it towards him and he caught it after stumbling around with it in his hands for a while. I chuckled to myself quietly, it's easy to see where I got my co-ordination skills from.
"Edward?" Charlie asked.
"Where you taking my girl?" He asked, waiting for Edward's reply.
"Oh, really!" He laughed, I wished now, more than ever I could read his mind, just to know what Edward was saying. Or at least have super sensitive hearing.
"Have fun then, kid." He said into the phone, throwing the phone back to me, stupidly. I fumbled around for a second before leaning down to pick it up off of the floor where it landed. I pressed the phone to my ear.
"Edward, you still there?" I asked.
"Yes, Bella." He chuckled.
"Sorry, my Dad thought I suddenly gained reflexes and threw the phone at me." I told him, glaring at Charlie who was silently laughing to himself.
"I know, I heard the almighty crash in my ear when the phone hit the floor."
"Oh, hardy-ha." I glared as I stomped towards the front door, struggling to open the deadbolt with one hand.
"Bella?" He asked, just as I opened the door.
"Yeah?" I asked, shivering as I stepped into the cold.
"Walk 10 steps down your drive, not including the porch steps." I sighed.
"Edward, this is so babyish." I told him, walking the ten steps anyway.
"Just do it will you?"
"I am!"
"Good! Now turn to the left!" I smiled to myself; he spoke that aloud, not through the phone. I clicked the end button and turned around, grinning wider when I saw him sat in the bed of my truck, leaning against the cab. I climbed up next to him and leaned back, throwing the phone down somewhere. Realising that we were hidden by the truck, and that Charlie couldn't see us, I grabbed his by the face and kissed him fiercely.
"Bella!" Edward said, pulling away. "Charlie will see us." He laughed.
"Edward, we're hidden by the truck so shut up and kiss me." He laughed again, louder this time and kissed me again.
That brightened my outlook quite considerably, but it still didn't stop my nerves eating myself up. The honk of a horn outside made me jump, and I scolded myself for being so easily frightened. I grabbed my schoolbag which was full of work I'd been sent by teachers to do during my absence. On my way past the kitchen, I snagged up a banana, throwing the peel in the bin and eating the fruit as I walked to Edward's car.
I sat down in the front seat and closed the door, swallowing the rest of my banana before leaning over to peck him on the lips.
"Good morning, beautiful." He told me, with that crooked grin that he likes to pull out just to dazzle me.
"Hey." I breathed, blushing. He chuckled to himself, pulling out of drive.
"Are you ready?" He asked, and I knew exactly what he meant.
"Not even a little bit. What was it like yesterday?" I asked, scared of receiving the answer.
"Well, it was like madness actually." I grimaced silently. "People were going mad once they found out you were coming back. There were about 10 different rumours going around, one that was particularly funny. Mike asked me whether the real reason you were off for so long was because you were in a horrific car accident and your face was left mangled, and you were on the waiting list for face reconstruction surgery; I think he got that one from Jessica. She's pissed. She thinks it's her fault that her best friend had been sent to a mental asylum somewhere in Texas."
I rolled my eyes, that's so typically Jessica.
"Great. What happened then?" I asked him, crossing my arms and sinking back into the leather seat of the Volvo.
"Well, we were all called into the assembly hall and Mr Banner told everyone to lay off you today, that you've recently been through trauma and you don't need everyone in your face."
I visibly relaxed.
"Really? That was...um, nice of him?"
"It was, you could actually see the disappointment in some people's faces, you'd have been hounded today."
"Huh." Was my genius reply. It made the outlook of my day better, of course I knew I'd still receive stares and glances out of the corner of people's eyes, to make sure I'm not severely mangled or some shit.
I took a deep breath as Edward pulled into the school parking lot, it seems that every single person was there waiting for me to get there. I shivered, and Edward must have thought it was because of the cold, because he handed me his jacket. It wasn't, at all, but I still put it on, his scent calming me. I took another breath, and sighed. Reaching for the door handle.
"Woah! What are you doing?" Edward asked me, appalled.
"Well, I was going to get out of the car so I can meet my living hell, why?" I asked, confused.
"Bella, Bella, Bella." He said, shaking his head. He got out of the car and walked around to my side, opening my door. "Was that so hard?"
"No." I told him, grabbing his outstretched hand to pull myself from the car.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Ready." Twining our fingers together and stalking towards the school.
"Just ignore them." He whispered into my ear.
"I'm trying." I promised him.
There were lots of them. Every single person in the whole goddamn school turned around to look at me in the hallway. I felt like screaming out, 'YES! I'm called Bella Swan! Take a fucking picture!'. But I didn't.
Edward dragged me to my locker and I put in my combination, putting my bag in and taking out the books I needed for English. At least Alice was in that class. We walked to Edward's locker next, and I leaned against the locker as I waited for him to retrieve his books. I chanced a look around, and I was surprised to see everyone chatting with each other, paying no attention to me; but then I saw Mr Banner walking past, smiling at me. I smiled thankfully at him, and blushed as he laughed. He walked up to us, still laughing.
"How are you, Bella?" He asked, once he calmed down.
"I'm alright, thanks." I told him.
"I assume Edward told you of the events of yesterday?" He raised an eyebrow at Edward, who was now standing at my side, with an arm round my waist.
"He did." I assured him.
"Good, I didn't think you needed everyone on your case. I'm so extremely sorry about everything that's happened to you over the past month." He told me sincerely.
"Oh, it's okay. It normally happens to me anyway."
"Right, well yes. I hope to see you in top form in class today." He said, turning into a teacher again.
"Yes, Sir." I grinned as he nodded, walking off.
/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\
Alice was a little excited when I walked into English. Well, I say a little, she actually screamed when I walked in, effectively ruining what Mr Mason was saying. I put a finger to my lips to shush her, blushing bright red of course. I walked towards Mr Mason and handed him the work I'd completed over the two weeks I was absent and he thanked me softly, sympathy lacing his tone. I sat down next to Alice and tried my best to concentrate on what Mr Mason was saying, but Alice was wittering on in my ear about how much she'd missed me. She made it hard to concentrate on anything other than her high pitched squeal.
The rest of the day was uneventful, much to do with Mr Banner's prep talk. That all changed however, the moment I sat down in the cafeteria.
It started perfectly normal, I was sat with Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, Angela and Ben, wating my peanut butter sandwich, laughing and talking with my best friends. Then, Jessica "Bitch Face" Stanley decided she wanted a little word with me.
"So, Bella?" She walked over to me, and it was seriously like a really bad movie. The whole room stopped their conversations to listen to this one.
"Yeah Jess?" I asked nicely, hoping it would make her stop talking to me.
"Oh, nothing much, I was just wondering what the hell you did to my best friend?" There was a gasp around the room.
"What do you mean, 'What I did to your best friend'?" I asked her, shocked.
"Well, why the hell has she been put in a mental asylum?" She asked, like it was my fault she tried to kill me.
"Because she tried to shoot me! She missed my head by about a centimetre!" I shouted at her.
That stunned her, did they not know that? I looked at Edward and his gave me my answer. No, they did not. Shit.
"You little bitch, no she didn't!" She denied.
"Yeah, she did Jess. She tried to kill me when I was in the hospital." I sighed, closing my eyes. It seems the only people who knew about that were my friends' families, my family, the Cullen's and the teachers. I wonder how they kept that quiet for so long.
"Ugh!" She screeched, running out of the double doors. I sighed, sinking into my chair. Edward put a supporting arm around my shoulder.
"I must have been a real bitch in my past life to deserve all of this shit." I muttered, mostly to myself.
"Bella, you don't deserve any of it." Rosalie told me.
"Yeah, Bells. Just ignore them." Angela added.
"They're just jealous 'cause they want to be my friend." Emmett announced, proudly making me laugh.
"I love you Bella." Edward whispered in my ear, and I smiled, content with my friends and my boyfriend surrounding me.
/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\
Edward dropped me off at home that night, apologising that he couldn't stay, but he was going out for a meal with Carlisle, Esme and Alice. I told him it was fine, because I needed to cook for Charlie, Jake and Billy coming over for tea later. After one last kiss goodbye, I began to remove his jumper to give back to him, but he ensured me he was fine to keep it, and he told me to add it to my collection of his clothes. I laughed and left the car, getting to work straight away to start making lasagne from scratch.
I chopped some garlic and some onions and put them in a pan full of water, and added the minced beef. Stirring the meat, I added chopped tomatoes and mushrooms and beef stock, and left it to simmer.
I melted butter in a separate pan and added milk, stirring on a low heat. Slowly turning up the heat to medium, I added the cheese, still stirring. Once everything was cooked, I put a layer of meat in the bottom of a Pyrex dish I found in the cupboard, then pasta, then the white sauce, then meat and so on, until the dish was completely full. I added a white sauce layer to the top and sprinkled more grated cheese on the top of that, adding herbs, parmesan and grated bread crumbs.
Looking at the clock, I saw it was just 20 minutes until everyone arrived, so I put the lasagne in the oven, running upstairs to take a quick showed and changing into some grey skinny jeans and a simple white top with Edward's hoodie over the top, running down just in time for everyone to enter the house.
"Bella!" Jacob called when he stepped in.
"Hey, Jake!" I greeted, giving me a hug.
"Bella," Billy smiled as Charlie rolled him in in his wheelchair.
"Hey, Billy,"
"It smells great in here Bells." Charlie commented as he pushed Billy into the living room, turning on some game.
"Thanks," I called, walking into the kitchen to check on the lasagne. I didn't hear Jacob behind me until he whistled when I bent down, and I jumped and squeaked.
"Jacob! You're in a committed, long term relationship." I scolded.
"Yeah, but Ness knows I'm a ladies' man." He winked and I laughed at him.
I checked the food, and noted it was ready, asking Jake to call everyone in. I cut four portions onto 4 plates as Jacob set the table, and then we all sat down to eat.
"So, how are you doing Bells?" Billy asked, obviously referring to Lauren.
"Oh, I'm fine." I told him honestly and he smiled.
"Good." He said.
"Nice jumper, Bells." Charlie said, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, it's Edward's." I told him.
"Yeah, I figured that, it says Cullen on the back. I was just wondering why you have it?" He chuckled, in a surprisingly good mood, I thought he'd have been angry or something.
"Oh, because I was cold this morning and he let me wear it. I just never gave it back." I told him, shrugging.
"And you're wearing it now, because...?" He asked.
I blushed. "It smells nice."
The whole table burst into fits of laughter and I couldn't help but join in.
"You've got it bad Bells. I think you must have his whole wardrobe up there."
"That's a bit overdramatic. I don't have everything."
Why hello. You made it through another of my chapters. :) Thanks.
Anyways, I don't know if that recipe for Lasagne is even anywhere near accurate, I got it from a website on the good ol' tinterweb.any outtakes you want me to do, so please get back to me as soon as possible about that. I'd really appreciate some ideas from you lovely people.
I'm sorry to see this story come to an end, but we still have 2 epilogues and then
Since we still have some chapters left, I'll still do one of these.
-For my birthday, I would like to receive...
Make it as funny as you can! The funniest will be posted at the beginning of the next chapter.
Review please.
x