I just couldn't keep this for the ending note. BlairAndChuckFan, I completely agree with you. Edward is extraordinarily sexy when jealous, and, yes, I loved your review so much I added it to my author's note. Yay! Claps for sexy jealous Edward! Hehehe…
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Chapter Three-Home Again and Seeing Them Again
BPOV
I looked out the plane window. We were finally home.
"Feels good to be back in good old NY, huh?" Emily broke through my thoughts of how small the insanely tall buildings in New York looked from a plane.
"Huh? Oh yeah. It's been a while." I replied, prying my gaze from the window.
"A while? It's been a year since we've partied it up in NY!" Emily exclaimed in her usual overly exuberant manner. "And two months since we've seen Lucy, Chandler, Jeremy, Dustin, and Jared. I think it's been more than a while!" she gave me one of her famous disbelieving looks.
"You still haven't gotten over the fact that we have forever and a year isn't that long, huh?" I said with a smile.
"Hey. Just because you're forty years older than me doesn't make you an all 'experienced vampire'." Emily said with a light shove that would most likely break a human's arm. Good thing I'm not human, I thought' smiling.
About a year after he had left, Chandler and Lucy Landon had found me lying in the forest dying. I had been trying to find our meadow, but on the way, I had been mauled by a bear. They changed me that day, and with the advantage of me being mauled by a bear I hadn't had to make up my death the way I would have if they had changed me. I had been lucky Chandler and Lucy were one of the few vegetarian vampire covens. When I got a look in a mirror, I found myself with looks that could battle Rosalie's perfect body.
Chandler and Lucy had been visiting Forks for a weekend getaway from the hectic city life of New York, where Chandler worked as a lawyer and Lucy as a home designer. I learned quickly that Chandler was like Carlisle, and not just because both of their names began with "C." Both always were always working and looking for a chance to learn. Lucy was always willing to talk as she worked on designing one of her many clients' projects from one room to the entire house.
After fifty years, I had mostly gotten over the pain of finding out that the love of my life didn't love me, but sometimes I would break down and have to take a day or two off from work just to try to mend up my heart again. Only Lucy and Emily knew about them, so they always helped me on those dark days by keeping the rest of our coven occupied so that they wouldn't question my breakdowns and bring the hurt I had worked so hard to get rid of.
About two years after I had taken Lucy and Chandler as my "parents," I found Jeremy lost in the woods with his normally messy dark brown hair even messier than usual. It was knotted with leaves and twigs. He had escaped abusive foster care parents and had no family of his own, so I ran him back to Chandler (not as fast as he could run, but still faster than most vampires) so that we could discuss his case. We changed him that night.
After another two years, we found Dustin and Jared. They were newly changed identical twin vampires with the most opposite personalities known to man, and some of the most powerful "gifts," which
were only enhanced by being twins. Jared, with his cautious ways and acting "older" than his age, had ice power because of his almost unhealthy addictions to winter when he was younger, and fun-loving Dustin always acted like the ten-year-old boy he had been changed as. He had the power of fire, being a summer lover himself. Lucy and I fell in love with them right away, and since we couldn't be mothers ourselves, we at least had the boys to take care of. Dustin actually needed the care. Jared, not so much.
That same year, about four months later, we found Emily. She was a vampire desperate for a way to not have to drink human blood after draining her human boyfriend when she first changed, so she fit perfectly in our growing coven, and we became immediate friends. She always reminding me of Alice, with the shopping addiction included, but she was just a bit more down-played. We had all been together for forty-five years as a coven, and we all balanced each other out.
Twenty more years of being a full vegetarian vampire coven, and I was asked to model for an all-vampire modeling agency/clothes designer called "V.A.M.P." I met with the main people of the V.A.M.P. because then it was just starting out then. They were all women, and they decided that they were sick of hiding from humans and thought that we should show off our unnatural beauty to them, so they had started a modeling agency and decided that if they designed clothes they'd be a double threat, hiding their red pupils behind opaque contacts or sunglasses. I had no purpose of eternal life then, so I willingly joined on the condition that Emily would be included. So for twenty-five years I had been an on and off model, and had never been questioned of the no- aging thing because most models seem like they never age during their career season. It was the perfect set up. Bella not being enough of a "model name," I had it changed to Izzy, with only my close friends knowing my real name.
"Earth to Izzy!" Emily's hand waved in front of my face. "Come on Izz, snap out of your little world, the plane just landed." Emily said mockingly.
"I'm paying attention, let's go. I can't wait to see the fam-" before I could finish my sentence, my phone went off.
Yeah I'm a fool for love
'Cause I just can't give you up
I'm a fool for love
Wish I could stop, wish I could stop
I'm a fool for love
'Cause I just can't get enough
I'm a fool for love
Can't get enough, can't get enough of your
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la, yeah I'm a fool for love
The entire chorus went off as I looked through my entire purse before I found it, the black outer shell camouflaged with the black lining of my purse. Pulling the little magician act out, I just barely caught it before it sent the person to the answering machine.
"Hello?" I slid it open, transferring it to my shoulder as I picked up my iPod, and placing it in my purse before following Emily off the plane.
"Izzy, thank goodness I caught you! I know it's your day off today, and you just got back from your year-long trip, but I really need you here. I stupidly allowed a human in our biggest fashion show of the year. I mean, she is unnaturally pretty for a human, but seriously, I allowed her into the biggest event! I mean, I'm practically one hundred years old; I think I'd have more common sense than that!" Yvonne's voice sounded through the speaker. Yvonne was one of the head vampires of the modeling agency, and we'd known each other from the beginning years.
"Yvonne, get to your point." I interrupted as I received my bag from one of the flight attendants. She was one of the many humans laced in the huge company.
"I was wondering if you and Emily could please save us, and come down here for the show. I mean, you and Em are two of our best models, and would have been in our show if it hadn't been planned for the day you guys would come back! Please, Izzy, don't make me beg. I really need this!" Yvonne's voice was getting anxious.
"Yeah, sure. We just landed. See you in a few minutes," I said, sliding the top part of my phone in place with a sigh. Izzy, that's what you get when you take a job as a model.
"I heard, let's go. They're bring the car around." Emily said, matching my sigh as she started to the front of the building. "I'll call Lucy. She'll understand and will probably send Jeremy and the boys over." Emily added as we climbed into my Viper SRT10 Coupe. It was a gift the agency gave in thanks for the year-long tour. Stepping on the gas pedal, we went from 0 to 60mph in less than four seconds and were out of the parking lot speeding our way to the fashion show. I love vampire reflexes.
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"You're here, thank god. Okay, Emily, go back to wardrobe two. They need to tailor the dress you'll be wearing. Izzy, can you go to wardrobe one? And tell Calvin that Brooke and Katie are fighting and are going to mess up their clothes. We need him here now. All of your tailors are busy so by the time you come back, Emily will hopefully be done and we can get the dress tailored to your perfectly skinny body." Yvonne came at us with a clipboard.
"What, no hello?" Emily said with a laugh, hugging Yvonne.
"Right, I'm sorry. Everything is just a disaster right now. I'm so glad your back. I swear, this is the last big show that I'm letting humans in!" Yvonne hissed as Emily and I exchanged knowing glances at the empty threat. Yvonne loved how the humans would contrast with our unnatural beauty and would never gut them out. "But really, I'm glad you're back. Some shoots just couldn't be done right without you too. Now that I've said hello, move!" Yvonne shoved us like a mother hen encouraging her chicks to move.
"I'll go get Calvin. See you, and its good to see you again Yvonne. You haven't aged a bit." I said with a laugh as I ran out of the room, trying to avoid a sour remark from Yvonne.
On my way to the wardrobe, I passed by models I hadn't seen in a while. Some I wanted to, others, not so much… After about a million "Hi's" and "Your back's!" I finally made it to the wardrobe. Everyone was running around getting clothes to models. I spotted Calvin talking to some people, and I turned my body so that I could see who he was talking to. It was them…
Standing there in horror for a few seconds, I tried to relax. Bella, calm down. Nothings going to happen. He said he didn't love you, so just respect that. You have Chandler, Lucy, Emily, Jeremy, and the boys. You don't need them. Now move your feet and go get Calvin before Yvonne comes and hunts you down. After my little pep talk, I started over to Calvin who spotted me immediately.
"Izzy, darling, how are you?" Calvin exclaimed as I traded side-kisses with him.
The entire time, I felt their eyes watching my back…
What do you think? I know review and tell me, thanks to all the nice reviews I've already received keep them up. Telling me yay or nay! You guys are awesome. Also more props to my editor, and my writers block that as thankfully decided to cease for a bit of time.
Oh and I'm sorry again for my addiction to cliff hangers! And I know that some of the "latest" things wouldn't be that latest then since it's fifty years in the future but since I don't have a magic crystal ball I can't know what is so just bear with me okay?
Another editor's note: Okay, I need to go on for a minute. Just so you know, I only see these about five minutes before you do, so let's just say your cliffhangers are mine. But then again, gingeralejunkie wants you to keep reading, and she can't get you to do that if she doesn't leave it at an exciting point. So…hurray! On with this little fanfic!
