Sadly but oh so true and I must admit this lie I have kept so long. I—I don't own…Twilight. *Gasps are herd all along around the crowd.* Stephenie Meyer does. * Another round of gasps.*
After Lisa found her perfect dress and shoes, we all agreed we needed a break so we went to a restraint to eat. It wasn't until we got our drinks that Lisa to a notice to the wooden case that holds my new paint brushes.
"So Lily, what's in that wooden case of yours?" She asked me.
"Oh, they're some paint brushes I got." I told them.
"Can I see them?" She wondered. I nodded my head, and brought the case up on to the table we were currently sitting in. I opened the box and looked to see the same looked I probably produced when I first saw them, a mixture of awe and wonder, on Lisa's and Sue's face.
"They're beautiful." Sue says breathlessly.
"Yes they are, but how much did they cost. I mean sweety you rich but not that…" Lisa said then as if realization hit she gasp and looked at me stunned.
"Lilliana May Mathews!" She whispered yelled.
"What!" I whispered yelled back in confusion.
"Did you steel these brushes; I thought you were better than that." Lisa whispered yelled at me again with a little hint of disappointment in her voice.
"What no! The old lady that gave me them said I could have it for free because of the times to come." I told Lisa appalled by the thought of her thinking so lowly of myself.
"Oh. Oh! Well that's okay then, did you remember to say thank you." She says to me, I rolled my eyes at that. Lisa always had this thing for manners if I already haven't told you. I mean when I was younger and I forgot to use my manners I had to put a dollar in the manners jar. Yeah, normal people have swear jar, we have a manners jar.
"So, what are the paint brushes made of? The handles look like they have been made out of marble." Sue asks in amazement.
"Okay, get this. The Lady at the shop, Lo-li, said the handles were made from…vampire bones and the bristles are from a werewolf and that venom from the vampire is still in theses bones." I say while laughing at the story. I mean don't get me wrong the story was nice when Lo-li said it, but that's exactly what it was a story. Nothing real, right? Sue didn't seem to agree because right when I said vampire she started to choke on her drink.
"Va…va…vam…vampire. Surly you were mistaken. I mean vampires aren't real. And what's this talk about werewolf fur and venom." She said a bit flustered and nervously. Her voice going up a few notches.
"Oh, sweety you know it's just a story, right." Lisa said reassuring her rubbing her back.
"Yeah your right, I have no idea what came over me, silly to think that vampires are real let alone werewolves." Sue said laughing a bit hysterically. Weirdo.
"Seriously though, what is the handle is made out of and the bristles?" Lisa asked me again.
"Um, the woman didn't tell me," I say to them, "but I'm thinking marble and squirrel fur for the bristles."
Just then the server came and asked what we would like to eat.
Blood. JK. Eww gross.
Once we were done with the food it was time for nails to be painted, hair to be done, and face make up-ified so we went to the salon. Sue and Lisa went to do their thing in salon, they asked if I would like to join them but I declined saying that I would rather draw. They nodded their heads and walked into the salon together. I watched the two of them enter and realized at times like this that I am truly alone. Yeah sure I have Henry and Peanut, but they're a different species, and I have Sue and Lisa but they are 20 years older than me. You already know the parent situation. I never had any friends when I was younger because I had to go to things with my parents all the time to make them look good in their jobs and I rarely went outside because I was too focused on my painting and drawing skills. I shook my head out of those depressing thoughts and went to sit down on one of the malls many benches.
Once I sat down I took out my trusty sketch pad. On my way this morning I grabbed it out of my pile of things from school, thinking that if there was a draw worthy moment and I didn't have my sketch pad that wood suck. I grabbed a normal number 2 pencil out of my purse to and looked around for anybody or anything to draw. I scanned the area from wear I was when I saw the cutest thing ever. There was two couples one young one old and looking between the two it was like looking into the future and the past. They were both of Quileute origin, the couples were both at an ice-cream parlor, sitting at tables; the two couples were completely oblivious of each other. I couldn't decide which couple to draw, so I chose both.
It took about a half-hour for both pictures, but in the end they both looked great. In a timeless kin of way. I decided I couldn't keep these pictures, they weren't mine to keep so I decided to get the guts and give them to the people I drew; I decided to do the old couple first because they seemed harmless. When I showed them the picture they were so ecstatic and happy. They tried giving me money as a thank you, but I politely declined, saying that letting me make a portrait of them is thanks enough. Now it was time for the young. Now you may be asking yourself right now why are you afraid of the young and not the old. Old people can be really scary to. Well a. The dude in the picture is really tall and intimidating b. I don't socialize well with people my age to close to it c. have you seen the dude! I walked up hesitantly to their table. The two looked at me expectantly; when the guy turned his head he looked familiar from this morning, he was one of the "Giants". I think his name was Jared. So that I what I asked.
"Your Jared right," I asked him, "from the dinner?"
"Yeah" His voice was deep and husky. Seriously what the hell are these boys taking?
"Well, I kinda took a portrait of you and your girlfriend, I hope you don't mind." I say giving it to Jared. I saw him look at it; he smiled at it then gave it to his girlfriend.
"So what do you think of it?" I asked the couple.
"It's beautiful, thank you so much," Jared's girlfriend says to me, "by the way I'm Kim."
"Lily" I say to her
"It really is good, Lily." Jared tells me.
"Thanks" I say.
"So why are you here?" Kim asked me.
"Oh…um, I'm here with Lisa and Sue because Lisa has a hot date tonight with my mail man." I say while wiggling my eyebrows making Kim laugh. Hu, maybe making friends was easier than I thought.
"That must be fun." She says.
"Yeah, sure, you know after Sue got Lisa to stop trying on Hooker dresses. It got better after that, now they're in the salon getting their hair done and stuff." I say to her. Kim and Jared both chuckled at that.
"So," Says Kim, "What's in that chest of yours?"
I looked to see where she was pointing.
"Oh, just some paint brushes." I tell her, she nodded her head. I saw Jared sniff the air close to the case I was holding, His eyebrows knitted in a frown, and then open up his mouth like he was about to say something when a voice spoke.
"Lily, come on we've got to go." A voice suddenly yelled out. I looked to see who it was and it was no other then my Cookie aka Lisa. I grimaced; damn I was in the middle of making a friend woman!
"Well I've got to go, see yah peeps around?" I say a bit awkwardly.
I quickly walked over to were Sue and Lisa where. I saw that Lisa got her roots touched up and her hair was in a classic French twist with little bobby pins that had a flower on them. Her makeup was smokey eye with a cat tail effect for eyeliner. She was wearing mascara and her lips were a dark fire engine red. Her nails were the same color as her lips and on the ring fingers were little orange flowers. Sue went for a more natural look. She had on some light pink eye shadow with some nudes, with mascara. To finish it off she wore a light pink lip gloss. Her hair was touched up to and it was curled. Her style was half up half down. Her nails were simple shellac.
"Well don't you look like some hot mama's." I say to them making Lisa pout.
"Correction, hot mama, I love you sweety but I'm nobodies mama." She says to me, I just rolled my eyes and laughed at that. We walked back to the car and hopped in.
They way back to the dinner was pretty quiet, the shopping trip wore us down, a lot. When we got close to the dinner Lisa told me to park there because that's where George said they'd be meeting. I was going to just drop the two off when Sue said she needed my help with something. So once again today I went into the dinner, thankfully this time the "giants" weren't there.
"So, what do you need me to help you with." I said while Lisa went to change into her dress and shoes.
"Well, I forgot that tonight there was a bonfire at 7 and I need your help to bake and cook a few things." She said a bit distracted with getting out some ingredients. I nodded my head and went to the sink and wash my hands.
"So what are we making?" I asked her.
"12 batches of double chocolate chip brownies, 14 batches of various cookies, 5 pies, and we have to bring 11 bags of chips, and 20 packs of hot dogs, buns, burgers, and brats." Sue said again without looking up. I could literally feel my jaw on the floor right now with how opened up it is.
"Who are we feeding, an army?" I asked her in shock, she just laughed at that.
"No, just the boys and their im— girls." She said covering up quickly, I look at her skeptically but didn't question it. I had seen how much these boys eat at lunch when my eyes just happen to land at their table for no reason at all, completely innocent. I went over to the radio and turned up the song and got the ingredients ready to make some brownies. Me and Sue worked in the kitchen in synchronization, like a dance that's has been practiced and preformed so many times to count. I was concentrating intently on the batter I was stirring that I didn't notice that the kitchen door opened so I was caught out of chocolate world when Sue gasped. I turned around to see my 40 something cook look like a 28 year old.
"You look drop dead gorges." Sue said with a wide grin on her lips.
"You really don't look like the Cookie I now." I say to her. After I said that the front door opened signaling the bell, and in return Lisa squealed and then had to calm herself down.
"Wish me luck girls, and remember Lily, curfew." She said again and hugged both of us, straightens her dress and walks out to face her date. Now Sue and I could have been gracious adults and not spy on the two love birds of the night but what fun would that be, so I sat the bowl of batter down and ran to the kitchen door and looked out of its window, Sue following along.
"Ooh, he got her flowers," Sue said all excited like," And chocolate, wish Charlie did that." She mumbled.
Then the love birds kissed a sweet little peck on the lips and started to walk out of the dinner. Just before they left the door Lisa turned her head towards us and winked, and Sue pulled her thumbs up and I just rolled my eyes. Sue sighed after they both left, we were still both my the door and asked, well not really.
"Isn't beautiful?" She says to me.
"What." I asked she just laughed at that
"Young love, of course." She said and went back to cooking the food. My thoughts turned to Jared and Kim and wondered if I would have something like that's. And shook my head, Probably not. I swear once that thought popped into my head, I swear a voice said I was wrong.
Okay I'm going to be a bit rude and mean but I am demanding reviews for goodness sakes! Okay you don't know what they do to the authors. It makes them feel proud and it boost ups their confidence so then if they are really depressed they can just look in their review section and become really happy and not want to hurt themselves or cut themselves ( I don't do that, I might cry but are you cra-cra!). I will even take a letter to at least know that people read my stories. Goodness gracious!
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