Hey guys! So if you read my other fanfiction, you know I'm going to be gone till Sunday! And also that I have to re-write some stuff and edit it. So I'll spend today doing that, but since I'm going to be gone, it won't be updated really soon!
Edward's POV
I sighed, and was affronted by the dismal New York City day. I had never wanted to leave Forks. I had never wanted to come to a place with sun. But I had to. I had broken the rules of the Wolf Pack, so I had to be sent away. The werewolves had ruined everything-provoked me. So now I was sent to a city of hustle and bustle, which annoyed me deeply.
But when I got outside, I noticed a disgusting smell in the air. It was worse than werewolf smell-it was like a dying animal. A dead animal, left on the ground for a million years. I took out my phone and dialed Carlisle.
"What didn't you tell me Carlisle?" I asked, my voice deep and accusing. I heard Carlisle first reel back at the sound of the harshness in my voice, then an intake of breath.
"I never guessed you would figure out so quickly," He commented, his voice smooth yet weary.
"How could I not notice? It smells like animals that have been dead for millennia!" I exclaimed, shaking my head. Someone missing a nose could smell that horrible stench.
"Well, that's exactly what's going on, isn't it?" Carlisle asked, his voice suddenly obtaining an amused tone.
"…What?" I asked, trying to think about what he was hinting at. I searched my memories for any conversation about other vampires… "CARLISLE!" I exclaimed, realizing what he was talking about. "You mean those disgusting so-called vampires that defied everything the Creator stood for?" I continued, still disgusted.
Carlisle laughed at my surprise and disgust. "Now let's not forget we also defied the Creator. We gained immortal life also," He said still amused.
"How could you be so calm about all of this? We are talking about some of our greatest enemies!" I said, still annoyed that I would be dealing with a city of disgusting and dirty vampires. They had defied everything the Creator had said for them to follow. That was what Carlisle said twenty years ago when he explained them to me. Now they were being punished.
"I have adopted a Zen attitude. All of us are currently on the same plane. We have fought for years and years only because we are both mad with our lives and what we did. But really, we are the same. We just have different tastes in humans and different tastes in smells. But become pig-headed about it," Carlisle said, wisely as ever. I nodded and muttered a small, "Thanks," and clicked off my phone. Then, the most beautiful smell over-powered my sense. I turned on my heel to see a beautiful girl heading the other way on the side walk. Her hair was a deep chocolate brown, her face pale but not too pale, and she had the most beautiful red lips. It was all I could do not to go up to her and kiss her. I longed to go to her, but she was out of sight in a minute. I needed to find her. Anything about her.
My cellphone buzzed in my pocket again, and I noticed Carlisle had left another message. It was probably still lecturing me not to kill a Blue Blood. But now I had something to keep my mind off the terrible and overpowering scent. Her. The girl of my dreams.