Part 2
"Oh stop fretting Rosalie! I can't believe you're nervous." Rosalie just would not stop fixing my hair. This is already the fifth time she changed my hairdo.
"I am no good at this!" She finally gave up leaving my hair all messy. I rolled my eyes and reached for the brush. "Could you just brush my hair? I'll be fine with my hair down Rosalie." I'm not usually in this sour mood but it's the first day of school and I'm going to be late.
"I'm sorry Iris. Alice is way better than this. If only she's hereā¦" Rosalie trailed off. She looked down and within a second her mood twisted from sadness to an unusual cheerfulness. "Oh it doesn't matter. You look good anyways with you hair down." She regained her smile and it almost fooled me. It was her eyes that betrayed her, Her golden eyes, which everyone in the Cullen family possesses except for me. Those same eyes held no joy. It longed for someone. It longed for this so-called Alice.
Emmett's dark tinted jeep dropped me off to Forks High school almost after ten years of Rosalie's fretting. I was glad Esme was there to hold her off. She wouldn't stop fiddling with my clothes and adding side comments to almost all the things I would bringing to school. I rolled my eyes as I remember the look Emmett gave her that morning when I came down the grand staircase of the Cullen mansion.
"You just don't get tired huh Rosalie. Every year we're like this. You all emotional and me all 'oh I just want to get this over with'." I smiled my widest and tried to bear hug Emmett. Its like I'm actually bear hugging a bear. Esme gave off a soft laugh and that's when I realized she was there. I let go of Emmett and stood in front of her. "Hi Esme. I've missed you." She touched my hand and held it with hers. "I miss you too child. I apologize for being away most of the times. I hope these two are taking good care of you." She then turned her gaze to Emmett and Rosalie who were at the door waiting for me.
Emmett grinned in response. His right hand was at Rosalie's hip slightly embracing her. Esme looked back at me. She kissed my forehead and placed my hand at my side. "You take care my dear." It sounded like a good bye to me. "Wait Esme. Aren't you going to stay? You just came back. Why leave so fast?" My questions rushed out of my mouth. Panic was in my eyes all of a sudden. I felt like crying. It's been months since Esme came to see us, to see me. Living in this mansion isn't fun when only three people are the only ones in it. It gets lonely especially when Emmett and Rosalie go out to hunt.
Esme saw the sad look in my eyes. I felt a tinge of guilt by playing this trump card. I know Esme wouldn't dare refuse me now that she'd seen the despair I have in my eyes. She sighed and walked me towards the door. "You'll be late now. Go." She gave me off to Emmett who already opened the door. I stepped away from her shadow and took Emmett's hand. "I'm going too." Rosalie said enthusiastically as she was about to step out of the door. Esme stopped her. "I'll be staying in tonight. Would you accompany me Rosalie?" I saw her wink at me and I smiled. As much as I love Rosalie, it'll better if she just stayed at home. You wouldn't know what commotion she'll start once she gets all excited and emotional again at school. Rosalie shrugged her shoulders and retreated inside. I bid goodbye to both of my mother and hopped in Emmett's enormous black jeep.
First day. Nothing like a cold sweep of rain to greet you at your first day of school. I kissed Emmett goodbye and laboriously tried to close the car door. The wind came in too strong and it almost knocked me off. Good thing Emmett has this inhuman strength. He laughed again at my failed effort and reached out from the driver's seat and effortlessly pulled the door shut. But before he actually closed the door, he told me "Don't go anywhere later. I'll be here." And his image was gone. I watched his black jeep skid its way out of the parking lot and onto the road. After a few seconds the car was gone. I hugged my jacket tightly and trudged my way towards the high school building.
Like any other day, Niel was waiting at the front door for me. At the sight of my brown hair flying all over my face because of the strong wind, he immediately came for me with umbrella at hand. Before I could stop him from opening his polka-dot umbrella, it flew off Niel's hand and hit Mr. Johnson who was also trudging his way towards the building. I giggled at Niel's 'uh-oh' expression. Of all the people, it had to be Mr. Johnson who catches Neil's umbrella with his smug face. This may be the last straw for Niel. Last school year, Niel forgot to lock the grasshoppers' cage and all of the green creatures hopped their way out of the school. Mr. Johnson almost had a heart attack. But of all the careless mistake Niel has done in the past, they could never kick him out of the school. Why, how can they? When Niel's the top student in all class?
"Mr. Niel Newton! What is your umbrella doing on my face?" We were still in the rain and the gust of wind drowned out Mr. Johnson. It looked like I was watching an inaudible comedy film. I stopped myself from laughing my head off. I instead continued to trudge my way to shelter dragging Niel beside me.
