Yes!! Onwards with the next chapter of Emma! Plus my top braces (I'm getting the bottoms in a couple of months) don't hurt too much and it's summer! What's not to like? :) I am a bit slower with updating because I am writing my own novel. I will keep on updating though. And make sure to check out LadyGrimR's story Howling and Hissing, How Wonderful. It is a great story that deserves some more attention.
Oh, and if you were wondering why a fifteen year old is driving it's because she's not afraid of getting caught. Thirteen year olds (in my story, of course) in this small town can drive right past a cop and the cop will only wave happily glad that they're learning to drive early. :) Yes, I have a very criminal mind. Besides, Emma could drive a lot faster and better than the cops in their old patrol vehicles. :P
Disclaimer: *sees girl running down school hallway yelling "I'm Stephenie Meyer! I own Twilight!!" while wearing a wig that looks a lot like Stephenie Meyer's hair*
Teacher : *popping out of classroom that girl is supposed to be in* You!! In class now and take off that ridiculous wig!!
Me: But it's SMish… fine. :(
I still don't own the wonderful world of Twilight or any of its characters. The only ones I own are Alex, Alison, Nathan, John and of course Emma.
Emma's POV:
I finally succeeded at my task after thinking for another hour about the mysterious Cullens and the foster kids they had with them. Why would any sane person, never the less a doctor, adopt and foster so many kids? There had to be a sane reason. I fell asleep, still fully clothed with the scarf around my neck, with several ideas in my head that totally did not work and ideas about who- or what- they are that didn't match up with what I had seen. Who were they?
I was standing in a forest which somehow looked familiar. I glanced around, at first seeing no one. Then I heard the chilling sound of leaves crackling under feet coming from behind me. I whipped around, my fast reflexes coming in play. My eyes landed on a pale figure, red eyes staring at me and light hair swinging slightly in her face. The figure appeared to be a short woman or girl and she had a terrifying smile upon her red lips. She was clothed in a black cloak that hid most of her tiny frame and yet I could still see some clothes that looked like they came from older times hidden underneath.
She stepped forward, her smile widening. I became of a sharp pain and I fell down from the shock of it. I immediately stood up, gasping from the sudden pain, and the girl stopped. A frown appeared on her perfected features as she stared me down. It only lasted for a moment before her smile reappeared. "Alec," she said, "Help me a little bit here. This is a specimen we want to keep in one piece and I can't seem to be able to subdue her enough."
As soon as the girl said this a boy about her height with the same hair and style of clothes stepped out from the surrounding trees. His eyes were also a shade of blood red. A smile alighted on his features as he looked at me. "As you say." He replied, eyes locked onto mine as the sudden pain faded.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a sort of mist rolling towards me. It was a natural color but it wasn't acting right. It had just appeared and though the wind was blowing towards the two figures it went straight for me. I started to back away from it but it was already too late. It touched me and I immediately noticed my senses deteriorating. I fell to the ground, once again shocked. I now could only see blurry shapes, my thoughts feeling blurred too. I couldn't hear as well and yet I could hear one last thing before I collapsed: "We've got her."
I woke to the sound of screaming and immediately analyzed the immediate vicinity before I realized that I was still in bed and that I was the one freaking out. I put a hand over my mouth as I for some reason could not stop that terrified sound coming out of my mouth and looked at my bedside clock. It said 6:00 am which was pretty early as the days I slept I wouldn't wake up until 7:15, grabbing a granola bar and my water bottle before sweeping out the door with my backpack by 7:30 so I could make it to school on time.
I took my hand off of my mouth, realizing that I was no longer screaming. I shuddered at the thought of the dream. The two figures, though small and so pale that they appeared like they were dead, made me shudder in fear. Their blood red eyes made me think of them as murderers which I had a feeling that they were.
I found that I was sweating through my clothes I had worn to bed and so decided to take a shower to clean myself up and calm down my nerves. I grabbed some clean clothes and another scarf (I had to keep my necklace hidden; it looked too fancy for a foster child to own it) and dashed quickly to the bathroom. I hopped in the shower, using the hot water and my vanilla scented shampoo. I hopped out within three minutes, already completely showered, and quickly got dressed before the cold could bother me. My necklace had stayed around my neck the whole time and hadn't been affected at all, the ruby glittering just as brightly as before. My bracelet was in the same condition, gleaming faintly.
I looked at myself in the mirror, brushing my hair quickly before tugging back on my white hat and catching my present appearance in the mirror. I was wearing another set of blue jeans, this time a bit faded at the knees and other areas in the current popular style. The dark red long sleeved shirt made me frown as it clung to me a little too well, emphasizing my slim frame. I didn't like clothes that clung to me. Oh well, I'd just wear a sweatshirt over it. The scarf was a dark purple, my favorite color.
Satisfied at least slightly with my appearance I strode back to my room grabbing a maroon sweatshirt on the way that dwarfed me. I sat down on my bed, grabbing my sketch book and a pencil from my dresser. I opened up to a clean page and let my hand do its own work.
By the time my alarm clock alerted me to the fact that it was now 7:15 I had completely zoned out, letting the calming effect of drawing pull me out of my terrified thoughts. I jumped up, the pencil falling to the floor and my sketch book landing on my bed cover. I calmed down almost immediately after I shut the alarm off and I looked at my sketch book only to be met with more horror. I had drawn the two figures in my dream with almost exact detail down to the shading of their eyes and the sadistic smiles on their faces.
All this was confusing me. Even with my being an elf and having enhanced abilities I usually couldn't draw this detailed plus I had been thinking nothing about the two while drawing. How could my subconscious do such a detailed job?
Disturbed by this change in behavior I pushed the sketch book into my backpack as I walked out of my room to the kitchen and to my stash of granola bars. I grabbed a peanut butter chip one and a water bottle and pulling on my boots before dashing out the door, hurrying to my car. I slipped into the driver's seat and pulled quickly away from the house towards school.
I ended up at school a couple of minutes later and was one of the first in the parking lot. I looked at my watch and discovered that it was only 7:28. I ripped open the packaging of the granola bar and ate it quickly, taking a swallow from my water with it. I sat in my car for a couple of minutes, just staring out at the surrounding snow covered landscape. There were barely any trees out here so I had no idea where the forest in my dream was or why I would even be there.
I remembered clearly my pathetic variety of foster parents to choose from after the last one, a kindergarten teacher. No matter how hard I tried to be like an adult she was convinced that she couldn't handle a pre-teen never the less the soon to be teenager I was about to become in a couple of months. My only choices were some dude that smelled like dope (and he acted like it too) who lived in Forks, Washington and John. Frankly to say, I chose John. Though the snow was annoying it was better than the freaky guy and a little town that was filled with something worse than snow- rain. At least I could stay mostly dry heading through snow as long as I had boots on. There was no chance of that with rain. Plus I liked John as a person in general. He actually seemed to be a caring foster parent which wasn't all that common. Hopefully the foster kids staying with the Cullens thought they were good fosters too.
Bored, I decided to use my telekinesis. I hadn't been using it much recently so I thought it would be good to practice. I looked at my opened water bottle and concentrated slightly. It rose up into the air almost immediately. The cap was not screwed on tightly so using my ability I did just that before making the bottle do flips and jumps through the air. A book from my backpack, a pack of gum, and my keys that were now out of the transmission soon joined this strange routine.
I continued this on for a while, absorbed in the flight of the objects. I finally let the things fall in their respective spots as I looked out at the now full parking lot. I assumed that the first bell had rung as the majority of the school body was scurrying ungracefully towards the main building while looking at watches and chatting with their friends. I stood out of my car, grabbing my backpack, water bottle, and keys before locking up and walking towards my first class—English.
I stopped by my locker to drop off some of the books I had had in my backpack and to pick up my English books. I then quickly walked towards my class and emerged in the room a little while later. I kept my sweatshirt on as I stomped the little bit of snow that was on my boots and walked towards the table I had sat at yesterday.
Surprisingly I wasn't the first student there as I usually was. Renesmee was talking quietly with Alex and Alison. I tried to listen in, curious, but it was amazingly too quiet for me to hear. No one had ever been able to beat my listening skills at this close of a range.
I was almost to the table, starting to hear snippets of the conversation when Nessie abruptly stopped. She looked up at me, a smile suddenly covering her features like a mask that wasn't too far from the truth but still wasn't completely honest. "Hi Emma! How are you today?" She asked, that smile still on her face.
Today she was wearing a blue long sleeved shirt with another pair of faded blue jeans. Alex and Alison, like yesterday, were wearing t-shirts and shorts. I frowned. Both of those two's choice of clothes puzzled me. Who in their right mind would wear that in Alaska?
"Emma?" Nessie snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked up to see her looking at me puzzlingly. I checked my scarf to see that it had slid just slightly and was showing a hint of glitter. I readjusted it quickly, hoping she didn't notice but somehow she did.
"What's that?" She asked, pushing my hand aside and moving the scarf slightly. She moved it so much that the chain and the pendant were now visible and her eyebrows rose in surprise. "Wow! What a nice necklace." She smiled genuinely at me and I almost forgot about what I had been annoyed about at first. Almost, but not quite. It was obvious that she was trying to distract me from what she had been talking about earlier with her friends.
I moved her hands away and noticed that they were really warm as in not warm warm but like burning with fever warm. "Are you alright Nessie? Your hands feel like they're on fire literally!" I moved back slightly, tucking the scarf back over the necklace. It didn't really bother me; I actually liked the feeling of warmth. It just shocked me someone having their hand so warm and still going to school and not staying home in bed.
It was Nessie's turn to frown and so did Alex and Alison. They slightly backed away from me. Hmmm… were they hiding something too, like their hands were the same way? Maybe. I wouldn't know until I got close enough to touch them.
"I'm fine. It's pretty normal actually." She gave me a fake smile and I frowned harder. She was not about to fool me. "Seriously. I'm always that temperature, so don't worry about me." She looked slightly nervous. "Let's talk about something else! What did you do after school yesterday?" She suddenly changed the subject. "We were doing our homework and then were enjoying all this snow!" She grinned but I still kept my frown.
"I did my homework before sketching some things in my sketch book and before going to bed." I replied, opening my backpack to grab my binder and so said sketch book. I flipped to a new page and started to draw a flag in the corner.
Nessie grinned. "Can we see your sketches?" She said eagerly, already reaching for the book of my drawings.
"No!" I almost yelled, a slight blush of anger coming upon my cheeks. I tried to pull the book away as fast as I could but amazingly Nessie was faster. She grabbed the book and tugged it out of my hands, turning the pages backwards from the beginning. Oh no; this was a newer sketch book so she would be at the first drawing in-
"Hey, what's this?" She asked as she reached the drawing of the Cullens and her. She analyzed it for a second and frowned. Alex and Alison peered over her shoulder and looked too just as she flipped the page over and stopped. My nightmare people were displayed on the page staring right at Nessie.
She stared at the page with horror and dropped it onto the table. Her friends were shaking too but not with horror; it seemed to be anger and they were starting to shake hard. Their dog like scent was even stronger for some reason.
Nessie stared at the two girls. "Don't!" She whispered to them. "Not here! Calm down!"
Their shaking abated somewhat and the two seemed to calm down a bit too. They turned around and glared right at me. Great. I backed up slightly more. Their stares did freak me out.
Nessie chose this great time to speak up. "Where did you see these… people?" I noticed the slight pause in her voice, like she was about to say something else.
"I had a nightmare with them in it. I was just letting my hand draw on its own when they appeared on the paper too." I shuddered, the memory and fear of the nightmare still vivid in my mind.
Nessie frowned. "Strange…" She trailed, staring at the drawing. "Can I keep this?" She looked back to me.
"Yes! I mean of course you can. Just rip it out of the sketchbook." I said, correcting myself. I wanted that thing out of my mind.
She ripped it out just as the bell rang and our nearly deaf teacher came in. For the rest of class we stayed quiet, doing all of our work for the class. The rest of our classes up to lunch were likewise the same and I started to get annoyed. I was happy when class arrived. Nessie once again invited me to sit with her family and this time I said yes. I wanted to find out more about her whole family and the best way to do that was to talk to them one on one.
We walked over to the large table, trays in hand. Nessie sat in her spot by Jacob who gave her a large grin while Alex and Alison sat on one side of Embry and I sat on the other.
"Hey everyone, this is Emma." Nessie said, standing up for emphasis. "I've already told her who all of you are but just in case I'm going to introduce you all to her. Emma this is Rosalie, Emmett, Edward," Edward gave me a puzzled stare as I looked at him, "Bella," She gave me a curious glare which I had to say was a strange combination, "Alice, Jasper, Jacob," Nessie grinned widely at mentioning him and he grinned too, "and Embry."
When I looked at Embry something strange happened. We both looked into each others' eyes and I felt something that I had no clue about what it was. He looked shocked and extremely happy at the same time. I saw some people frowning slightly and Alex, Alison, and Emmett all silently laughing. I reluctantly broke eye contact with Embry to glare at the three of them and all but Emmett stopped laughing. What was up with me today? I was reluctant for Pete's sake to stop staring at a hot boy! And I had just thought that he was hot too! I never did that.
I shook my head, trying to shake the shock right out of it. That didn't succeed so I just peeked from the corner of my eye at Embry. He was still staring at me! I would have normally been disturbed and told him to stop it but this time I actually… liked it. What was up with me?!
"So Emma," Bella cut into my staring secretly at Embry with her chiming voice, "Where do you live?"
I sighed. "123 21st street." I said, hoping there weren't more questions. Of course I was wrong.
"Cool! We live at 200 21st street!" Alice chimed in excitedly. So that's who moved into that HUGE house way down the road. "Do you have any siblings?"
"No," I said, looking at Nessie. Hadn't she told them what I had told her? I was guessing that was a no. "I live with my foster parent John Uchwa. He's one of the Native Americans around here but doesn't choose to live on the reservation nearby. He works in the construction industry."
"What do you like to do?"Alice asked. She seemed a bit hyper, bouncing slightly in her seat. What a strange girl.
"I mainly like to sketch." I replied, looking at Nessie silently, giving her a look that said don't-show-them-that-sketch.
She ignored the look or she just hadn't noticed it. "She drew this without looking once at the paper!" She said, sounding slightly awed. "She said it was some figures from a nightmare." She handed it off to Jacob first.
He looked down at it silently, brows rising in surprise. He took almost no time at all to pass it to Alex and Alison who didn't even glance at it before handing it to Embry. He stared at it, horror written on his features for a moment before he smoothed them and handing it to me. I then passed it to Rosalie who snarled under her breath, passing it to Emmett who actually grinned but appeared surprised. He passed it to Edward who didn't seem too phased, Bella looking over his shoulder with horror, and passing it to Alice. She stared at it for only a moment too, also surprised, and handed it to Jasper who was surprised and horrified. The horror almost instantly disappeared but he still looked shocked as he handed it back to Nessie who slid it under the table.
The table was silent for a moment. The silence was finally broken by Edward. "Is that all you do in your free time? Either way the details of the drawing are amazing."
I slightly blushed at this comment. No one looked at my drawings. What could I tell them though? The only other things I did were elfish things-
At that moment Edward looked strangely at me like he had actually heard my thoughts. Had he? "Well…" I said, trying to stall, "I don't really do much else-"
Alice seemed to phase out, staring blankly at the wall. Edward stared at her for a moment before his white face appeared to turn paler than it was.
"What is it?" Bella asked, appearing scared herself. Her gaze switched back and forth between the silent Alice who was still in her trance-like state to terrified Edward.
He looked at her for a moment before pointing to me and saying so quietly I had to strain to hear it, "The Volturi."
Hahaha! Sorry for the evil cliffhanger but I had to! Anyway I hope you enjoyed the chapter and don't forget to review and read LadyGrimR's story. It really deserves more attention as it is awesome! I will try to update as soon as possible but I have to update Seth's Chance first. Hope your summer is awesome so far! :)