Wah-hoo. This is fun, no? Now we've got crazy things happening to the crazy person who has crazy people out to get the crazy person. Uhhh... . Owowow... Sorry, that's me being weird. Anyway, for those of you who haven't noticed, I write about 6 chapters at a time, then put them online. I know it may be a hassle for you guys, but it works best for me, so... yeah. Sorry about that. James Bond is (as you guessed) not mine.
Comback Kid - Broadcasting...: "A common threat sits in our house. They keep on warning me, but I'm not always listening. And yesterday I heard the news of fire at my doorstep, but this morning they're just disputing semantics."
Chapter Eleven-- Raab Hurley
Edward awoke me the next morning, saying something about school. I turned over and ignored him.
"Must I drag you?" He offered.
"Nnnnn..." I groaned and pulled the pillow over my head. "Go away..."
He pulled the covers off of me and took my hand, pulling me into an upright position. I looked at him with one eye closed as I inced at the light. I huffed and looked around, annoyed. School? Who needs school? All I wanted was another hour of sleep. Mondays suck. I continued to sit there as Edward left the room. I plopped back down onto my pillow and closed my eyes, hoping it would snow hard enough to cancel school for the morning... or day... or week...
Or month.
I fell onto the floor, flat on my face. I looked up to see Edward with my pillow.
"Thanks a lot; now I feel great." I jerked it out of his hand and laid on the floor.
"Scottie, we have to leave in five minutes." He glanced at the clock on my stereo.
"Fine." I stood up and threw my pillow at him. I stalked over to my closet and grabbed a pair of dark jeans and a bright green shirt. It suited my mood for the day. Not the color, the text:
i could listen to you...
but i'd rather be jumping rope
with barbed-wire.
I got dressed in the bathroom and then walked out. The area surrounding my eyes made me look as though I'd had a hangover ALL weekend. I wondered what everyone would say when they noticed... or if they even WOULD notice.
Then I decided I didn't care. All I wanted was another hour of sleep.
Edward looked at me and shook his head.
"Now I know what to get you for your birthday."
"I don't want anything for my birthday. All I want is another hour of sleep." We walked downstairs. I went to the fridge and looked in the crisper. The only thing in it was the Satanistic green apple. I decided to pass on breakfast that morning.
School ended up being more annoying than I thought. I was very irritable, and everyone just kept pushing their luck. Let's take senior Mitch White for example. This guy thinks he's really hot-stuff. In my opinion, he's a freak of nature. He's nearly seven feet tall and has hair so blonde it's white, yet he's dark-complected. And people call ME strange? I think not. So, anyway, this guy decides to corner me outside of the cafeteria Monday...
"Nice to meet you, I'm Mitch. Mitch White." He said to me. Typical James Bond introduction... sort of.
"I know who you are..." I was annoyed, and this guy was wasting my time.
"Oh, okay. So... I'm having this party-"
"I'm not interested." I tried to get past him, but he stood in front of me.
"Just hear me out, Scot. This party is gonna be at my house, and I-"
"No, you hear me out, Mitch." I pushed him away from me. "I said, I'm not interested." I started walking away.
"Well," He was clearly angry. "If you're not even gonna give it a chance, then fine. Be a bitch."
Before I had the chance to think about what the consequences of my actions could be, I turned and started storming back towards him. Just when I got close enough to hit him, Someone grabbed me by the waist and pulled my by their side.
"Are you having a problem with Miss Evans, Mitch?"
I looked up to see Edward, who was smirking, flanked by Emmett.
"Yeah, actually. Not that you'd understand, considering you and your family are the social pariahs of Forks. You just wouldn't be able to comprehend it. So shut your mouth, Cullen." Mitch stepped toward us.
"Why don't you go sit in a corner and chew below, asshole!" I jerked away from Edward and stepped towards Mitch.
"Wow, you really are a bi-"
I jumped at him, causing him to flinch ans shield himself. Lucky for him, Edward caught me in mid-air.
"Nuh uh! NO! Put me down! EDWARD!!" Edward started back towards the lunchroom, dragging me with him as I screamed, "Take me back, Edward! NO!" I pointed at Mitch. "You'd better consider yourself lucky, you coward! If a little jump made you flinch, just imagine what else I'm capable of! You just try and mess with me again, pal, and I'll have you screaming and crying for your mommy and daddy! I MAKE MARYLN MANSON LOOK LIKE MARTHA STEWART!!"
By the time we reached the cafeteria, I was being dragged along behind Edward and Emmett.
"I hate these people. I hate these people. I hate these stupid, pathetic people... Edward..." I whined. "WHY?" He sat me down at the table in the corner, where we'd been sitting. Emmett sat next to Edward, who was next to me.
"Why what?"
"I was going to kill him...Why'd you take me away?"
He shook his head.
So, for the most part, the rest of that day, Tuesday, and Wednesday were all the same. We spent Monday and Tuesday evening fixing the broken windows at my house. I wasn't sure how I'd explain to Vivian how they shattered. Emmett even came over and helped out, then left. Jasper was going to come help, too, but he wasn't feeling well... I guessed it was a vampire thing. Wednesday afternoon, however, things became more interesting...
Edward and I were sitting in my room after school Wednesday, when he suddenly became very quiet.
"What? What is it?" I asked, but he continued watching the door.
I sniffed the air, and caught the scent of a friend. I jumped up and hissed, "RAAB!!"
Edward snorted and stood up, crossing to the other side of the room. I realized I might have offended him. I turned back to him and hugged his waist, then poked his shoulder.
"Edward... I haven't seen him in a long time, and he might have something important to say."
"Hmm."
"Edward?"
"Hm?"
"Is that all you can say to me?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Gah..." I crossed to the door. "Look, I'm really sorry, but why do you get all bent out of shape when I mention Raab, but you don't show the same attitude to me? I'm a wolf, too, Edward..."
"It's different..." He answered quietly.
I heard Raab ascending the stairs. I said to Edward, "We can talk about this later... If it makes you feel any better, I'll go downstairs and keep him there. You're welcome to listen. Anything he can't say to you, he can't say to me... And vice-versa." I left the room, shutting the door behind me. I felt bad, but this was very important to me. I saw Raab look up as I left my room. He was a very attractive guy; He had flaming light blue eyes with slightly dark circles under them, straight dark brown hair, and appeared to be in his early twenties... although he was about in his one hundred twenties.
"Raab!"
He smiled. "Hello, lovely." His smile sort of faded. "Scottie... is there a vampire in this house, or does my nose deceive me?"
"No-but he's no harm to me."
"I know; I've been watching you and Edward Cullen."
I looked at him in disbelief. "How'd you-"
"No time. I have to hurry." We descended to the living room. "I have much to tell you and little time to do it. So here we go. First off, your senses. You've enhanced as far as smell, sight, and hearing. That's all. No more enhancing. Second, Malikai is here, in Forks, as you know. I'm sorry I couldn't be here, but I was very busy. I'm sure the Cullens are assisting you. Third, you are not to attempt your transformation until next Saturday. That's when you'll be ready. If you do wish to attempt it, just for practice, go out into the woods where no one can see you. Carry extra clothes, and concentrate on the transformation, remain calm, and do everything slowly and precisely, or you'll kill yourself. Don't expect it to be simple - the first few times, it's very painful. Understand? Good. Fourth, trust no one. I mean this, Scottie. Associating with the Cullens was stupid enough. I cannot believe you even... nevermind, what's done is done, and if they planned on harming you they would have done so. Anyway... I have to be going. Keep my advice close..." Raab kissed my forehead. "Goodbye, lovely." And without another word, he left.
I stood there for a minute, slightly dazed.
That was fast.
Raab and I had this brother-sister relationship. And I wasn't sure if Edward understood; I could sense he was fuming upstairs. I walked back upstairs, and he turned and looked at me from the window.
"Sorry..." I said.
"For what? He's a friend."
"Well, I thought you were-"
"Angry? No. Aggitated? Maybe slightly. Jealous? Just a little."
"Wow. Uh, okay..."
"Now you smell like him..." He glanced at my forehead.
"What do you mean?"
"He's got a very... strong scent... and it's rubbed off on you."
"Oh...sorry..."
"It's fine; I'll cope with it... for now." He narrowed his eyes.
"Oh, no. I'm scared."
"Good."
I rolled my eyes at him.
Comeback Kid - One Left Satisfied: "Still craving. Not yet satisfied. What will it take? How long will this take? Still craving. Not yet satisfied. Still hungry."