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Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, or Breaking Dawn. They are all the wonderful work of Stephenie Meyer and the rights to these wonderful books are nothing like the rights to the Beatles songs. Fortunately because they are not owned by Michael Jackson, unfortunately because it means that I can't buy them.
And now without further ado, I give you...
Chapter 4
Before I knew it, I was being dragged against my will into Alice's room. When we got there, I permitted my eyes to sweep the room, and the first thing I noticed, aside from the typical things in a bedroom, you know, the bed, bedside table, dresser, etc, was the vast quantity of clothing and make-up and hair accessories covering the bedspread, dresser, and half the floor. I groaned.
"Alice," I whined, "please do not submit me to this torture. My dad and I went hunting all the time before all of this happened. I have exactly what I need, but I promise that we can spend a whole day wandering around West Edmonton Mall, maybe even a whole week, after I'm strong enough to resist the appeal of human blood if you let me wear what I want when we go hunting".
Alice started to protest, but the prospect of spending an entire week in the biggest mall in the world was far too tempting for her to refuse. She still came up with a condition. "You have to let me buy you whatever I want to buy you while we're there. And no complaints."
"As long as I get some say. I don't want to leave Canada looking like a whore and a temptress. And we will railroad Bella into coming."
"Deal," Alice quickly agreed. "As long as I can drive".
"Sorry. Lead foot disorder runs in my family. You'll drive too slow."
"Ride with me to the hunting grounds. Then we'll see who the slow driver is."
"Looking forward to it," I replied. "I'll drive back. Whoever gets Bella to shit her pants first drives to Edmonton." Alice and I cracked up at this, then Emmett knocked at the door.
"What's so funny," he asked.
When Alice and I had stopped laughing enough so that we were able to talk, in between gasps for breath she replied "We're going to West Edmonton Mall as soon as Getty is able to resist the call of human blood. We couldn't agree on who was going to drive so we decided that we would drive to and from school, trading off every day. Bella's coming with us for this whole week and whichever one of us gets Bella to shit her pants first is going to drive to Edmonton."
"Nice," Emmett said.
"It was the only way I could talk her out of dressing me to go hunting. We'll be up there for a week. Tell Edward he needs to get slightly detached from Bella. Keep him entertained while we're gone," I explained.
"Oh," Alice said, suddenly seeming to remember something. "What kind of car do you want?"
"Um…," I began. "I am particularly fond of the American Muscle era. I'm torn between a '67 Shelby and a '68 Z28 Camaro SS. And can I rebuild them myself? From the ground up. Just bring me them in a basket case, like have the body intact but other than that completely hollow. I like having projects."
Emmett's jaw dropped. He looked completely stunned. I quickly darted behind him, ready to catch him in case he passed out, which he did. When he woke up, he stared at me and said "Oh… my… God. I had no idea girls liked cars that much."
"Oh yeah," I replied. "Cars are my passion. That and other outdoorsy stuff. Hunting, fishing, camping, etc. My dad and I used to go hunting all the time. I actually have some wood seasoning in the woodshop where I work. And a couple of bows that I have made myself. I love the recurve style. It's so elegant."
By this time, all of the Cullens were standing around, completely dazed. I looked at them all and said "Don't forget to breathe. We're supposed to at least appear human. Shouldn't we keep up our appearances?"
Edward shook his head to shake himself out of his stupor. I looked at him and saw that he looked like he was feeling rather awkward and shifting back to hide behind Bella. I made eye contact with him and he bolted from the doorway. I heard his bedroom door slam.
"If someone would show me where I'm staying while I'm here, I'd like to get ready to go hunting," I said.
Everyone began scrambling around and both Emmett and Jasper offered up their own rooms, just to see what I would do with the décor. Little did they know, I had a tent with me, so I said "Relax, everyone. Until Esme and Carlisle find a spot for me to stay, I can set up my tent in the yard. I don't mind camping."
"OK," Esme said. "That reduces some of the panic. Go set up your tent and get ready to hunt. We'll meet on the front porch when you're done."
"Thank you, Esme," I said. I then took my tent and duffel bag and went out to the back of the house. I had just gotten started setting my tent up when I heard a voice.
"You have more of an effect on people than you know. I've never known Edward to be that blunt, or Alice to give in so easily."
I whirled around. "Who are you," I asked.
The owner of the voice chuckled. "That is for me to know, and you to find out. Though I may play a larger part in your life, or lack thereof, than you expect."
It wasn't until Esme came up behind me and asked who I was talking to that I realized I was hearing someone's thoughts. Aside from Esme, however, there was no one around. All I saw was an eagle flying off into the sunset.
"Nobody," I said. "I'll meet you out front in 10 or 15 minutes." I then finished setting up my tent, changed into my hunting attire, and sat in my tent polishing my bow while wondering if the thoughts that I was hearing belonged to the eagle or not.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. I'm not really in the mood to write today. Besides, I wanted to save Getty's first hunt for another chapter. I want 3 reviews before I give you guys the next chapter. I will also give you sneak peeks at the next chapter for this one too.