Okay guys, well this is the second chapter.
And no, twilight is not Mine :(, damn.
Chapter 2 – Squirting Orange Juice
Don't you hate it when you wake up, that split second of time when you know its morning and you know that you won't be able to go back to sleep. Well I hate it anyway. My room always looks boring in the morning, the colours look bleached from the morning light, and even the clothes across the floor seems to camouflage with its surroundings. All very boring, that is until I noticed the sound of someone pacing on the floorboards out side my room, Emmett.
I opened my door and Emmett was caught in mid stride. He had purple circles under his eyes and by the way his body slumped I suspect he didn't sleep at all last night.
"Bella! Sorry did I wake you up, didn't mean to, I really, really need to talk to you." Emmett's words were barely understandable, ok this must be important.
"Ok Emmett just spit it out. You'll feel better once you say whatever it is out loud" Is there anything I could say that might make him feel better?
"I think it might be better if we talked in your room" he shrugged past me and walked into my room sitting on the end of my bed. I followed and snuggled into the still warm blankets. "Ok so I was thinking a lot last night, and……. Wow I'm not sure how to say this. I know its gonna be hard but it won't last forever and-"
I'm not entirely sure what happened, but it was like the force of what he was trying to say choked him. Weird.
"Maybe its just better if I come right out and say it" he took a forced breath and continued "Well you know I've been having some trouble lately and I don't think it'll change if I stay here. With the same people and everything. So I've come to the decision that, I'm moving to Forks, with Dad" the second he finished it was like a load was taken off his shoulders, am I really that scary?
But what!? Emmett, or more commonly known as the hooligan who parents find climbing in their daughters windows, was going to live with the police chief. Is he crazy? Well one thing was for certain, this just got a whole lot more serious. I couldn't let him go by himself.
"I'm going with you" I tried to put as much conviction in my voice as I could. But I just didn't have much. I mean I hated forks. But I loved my brother, I needed to keep him safe, I needed to keep him out of trouble.
"You can't Bells; you have your whole life here." He was pleading, I think he felt bad that I would be saying goodbye to all my friends if I went with him.
"And you don't. I'm going, it's my decision anyway. Have you spoken to mom yet?" I know it was plainly obvious I was changing the subject-and I had no doubt it would work-, but mh. Who cares?
"Well nno, I was hoping yyou would help mme. I mean I didn't think yyou would wwant to come but yyour good at talking to mmum." Wow, he was already stuttering, he definitely needed my help. It's not that Emmett couldn't hold his own, but for some reason mum always scares him.
"Ok, I'll talk you just sit there and look pretty"
Its not that I wasn't a little scared of talking to mum, but I knew Emmett had a water tight argument and well, she wouldn't question me. So as I strode out into the kitchen I tried to gather as much courage as I could so I wouldn't start stuttering like Emmett.
When we reached the Kitchen my mum was just turning on the kettle.
"Morning mother, is it ok if we sit down a bit? Emmett and I need to talk to you."
Her face immediately changed when she realized I was speaking formally because she knew that unlike Emmett when I got nervous I switched to my formal persona.
"Of course dear, what is it?" she looked a bit nervous herself and still looked distraught and exhausted from being woken at 3:00am, especially with the haystack of hair on her head and wrinkled pyjamas.
"Well of course you are aware that Emmett hasn't acquired the best of records in the last few months" I waited for her to nod and then proceeded "So Emmett was thinking a lot last night and he came to the conclusion that, he wouldn't be able to change if he stayed here. With the same people around him influencing his decisions and the things he does. So he wants to move to Forks with Charlie so that hopefully he will be able to stop doing all the idiotic things he has been doing of late" I paused to let that sink in for a few seconds.
"Emmett is this true?" she questioned; she knew that Emmett loved our Dad but I don't think she had ever thought that he would want to move to Forks when his life was over here.
"Y-yes mot-ther, ever-r-rything B-bella just-t-t s-said is c-ccorect." Wow, I don't think I have ever in my entire life heard Emmett stutter that much.
I tried to quickly cut in before Emmett tried to say something else and accidently bite his own tongue off.
"And I think it would be in my best interest to move with him" This time Renée's eyes widened and she stared at me like I had just squirted orange juice out of my eyes.
"But you hate forks, the rain, the wet, the cold, the damp and anything remotely similar" she stated still in disbelief.
"Yes I am quite aware of that mother, but I would like to move to my father's house in Forks, I haven't seen him in a while and I think it would be quite beneficial."
"I don't know…….."
Yay!!!, second chapter done. And don't ask me what i was thinking with the whole orange juice thing, it was just the first thing that came to mind.