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-Carlisle-
It had been two days since Mira's breakdown. She hadn't come out of her room since then. We'd leave food out for her by her door, but it was left untouched. If she didn't started eating she'd start to shrivel away. I was getting sick of it! Why was she doing this to herself? I felt the worry of when Bella was a human come back to me. That fatherly worry that only came when you knew something was wrong. I walked out of my study, going down the hallway and stood right in front of her door. I softly knocked, opened the door quietly.
"Mira…honey?" I asked as I poked my head through the door and saw her lying on her bed, looking at me. There were headphones blasting some kind of beautiful melody in her ears. How could she have heard me? "Esme made something for you to eat. Could you come downstairs and give her the relief of seeing you eating? You didn't take the food we set by your door for you."
She looked at me with a raised eyebrow, taking out her headphones. "You left food for me?"
"Yes," I answered with searching eyes. She looked stunned by that. "Didn't they feed you wherever you came from?"
She shook her head. "Only once a week." Her eyes were staring off in the distance. "I was lucky to even get water…"
"They gave it to you daily…right?"
"Sólo para mí suficiente para sobrevivir," she whispered without looking into my eyes.
I nodded, she didn't want me to know, yet. Well, at least I got something out of her. Hopefully she's trusting us. "Would you like to eat now?"
"Sure," she said while getting up. She wore a pair of jeans and a white Hollister shirt with a pink seagull in the center. Her hair was up in a ponytail and there was a small tattoo of a J on the nape of her neck.
I stopped her, touching the tattoo. "J?" I asked.
"Not now," she said before walking down the hallway and down the stairs. I followed her, watching her freeze. My eyes followed to Emmett who was alone in the living room reading a dirt bike magazine. He looked up at Mira and smiled. She slowly backed away. I rushed down to her, putting an arm around her shoulders.
"It's okay," I whispered to her as we walked into the kitchen. Esme was smiling at her as she set down a plate with ham, mashed potatoes, and corn. Mira smiled slightly, before taking a seat at the counter. She ate slowly, knowing what would happened if she ate too quick. All that would happen was her puking her brains out.
"I heard you singing the other day," said Esme softly. "You know a month after school starts there's going to be a talent show for the singers and musicians. I was wondering if you'd want me to sign you up. I think you'd most likely win with a voice like yours…And the kids could be your band if you wanted them to. They can all play any kind of instrument you put in front of them."
"If I would do that, I'd like to do it alone. Although, maybe Jasper could play guitar with me…I don't know. Let me think about it," she replied softly.
"You've got a month sweetie, take your time," said my wife. I smiled at her and then looked at Mira. Her left foot was tapping to a beat that was probably in her head.
Mira finished her dinner and excused herself to go outside for some fresh air. I put my arms around Esme, bringing her close. "Don't worry," I murmured. "I found out something very disturbing about her past though."
The whole family appeared in the kitchen, looking at us with concern. "What?" asked Bella. "What did you find out?"
I told them about her feeding habits and how she was lucky to even be given water. "And, there was J tattooed on the left side of her neck. She told me not now, so I'm guessing she's warming up to us."
"No wonder she's so skinny," murmured Rosalie. She peered out the kitchen window and I did the same. Mira was walking over to a log, no flipping. She was doing some back flips and front flips before plopping down at a log. Her back was turned from us and she was staring at the trees.
"Should someone go talk to her?" asked my wife in worry.
"Just let her have to alone time. I'm sure it's been ages since she's been outside her previous situation." My family nodded in agreement, watching Mira start walked along the tree in utter fascination.
-Edward- (Italics are people's thoughts)
Esme had just gotten home with new school supplies we'd be needing for yet another year of high school. Emmett was packing up the backpacks while Alice was staring at a new set of sparkling pencils.
"Mira's in advanced English Edward," my mother said happily. "I had taken her to a test for what classes she'd be going into since they didn't have any records, and she passed all of them with flying colors. She'll be in every one of your classes."
"Then she must be a freaking genius," said Emmett. Look's like I'll be having another person to tell me how stupid I am.
"More like scary Em," I smiled. He growled, but kept on shoving things into backpacks. "Alice, why haven't you taken Mira out shopping yet?"
"Don't worry, we'll be going on Saturday." And then I see what her sense of style really is and have Mirabella Barbie!
I walked out of the kitchen, walking up the stairs. Mira was walking out of Carlisle's study with a few books in hand. "Hey! Mira," I said. I jogged over to her as she froze in her place. "Esme said you passed all of your tests. Congrats," I smiled. She stood there, looking at me with weary eyes. What the hell does he want? "I was wondering if you'd like to help me pick out some clothes for school. You know, go shopping with me and Bella? Alice would want to come too since she's the shopping goddess of America." I saw her mouth twitch. In her mind, she was laughing! She didn't want to let it out.
"Sure," she said. "Could it be Saturday though? I still need to get used to this," she explained.
"Take as much time as you need, sis."
Thanks, bro. She thought privately to herself. She turned away, walking into her room with her stack of books.
"How the hell did you do that?" asked Alice as I descended the stairs.
I shrugged. "It's just how you speak to her I guess. Or maybe she's more comfortable with me than you."
"Right," she smirked before walking out of the living room.
-Mirabella-
"EMMETT!" I heard Rosalie scream at the top of her lungs. My door was opened and the sight of Emmett running down the hallway surprised me. I was sitting on my bed with the book, "The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty," by Anne Rice. It was rather good, and the sex scenes were pretty hot. (A/N I haven't read this book before, but my friend told me that exact information.)
I got up from my bed, walking to the door and poking my head out into the hallway. Emmett was corner by Rosalie and he looked scared. And…Rosalie was holding a thong!
"What the hell were you doing wearing this!"
"I…I didn't mean to. It was supposed to be a joke with Jasper."
I stared at them, fascinated. Inside I was laughing my ass off, but it wouldn't escape to my lips. It never did. I crossed my arms over my chest, leaning on the doorway.
"Right!" she screamed and punched him hard. She then stalked off, not even looking at me. He got up, limping towards me with a painful smile. Vampires couldn't get hurt that easily, and he was punched in the gut, not leg. I glanced to my left, seeing the family staring out of their doorways in hope. They were trying to get me to laugh, I knew it.
"Nice try," I said to Emmett and to the family. I walked into my room, shutting the door softly behind me. I heard a lot of shits and damnits coming from outside. I smiled to myself, returning to my book.
Ello!
Sólo para mí suficiente para sobrevivir.- "Only enough for me to survive."
Yeah, Mira is very smart, if they want her to laugh, they'll really have to try. I'd like you guys to control how Mira will laugh. So…REVIEW AND TELL ME SOMETHING THAT WOULD MAKE HER LAUGH. Winning choice will have the next chapter dedicated to them.
Missa.