Author's note: dude, how many times do I have to say I don't own Twilight? Sheesh
Chapter three
"And then he was looking down and coldly at me with those stupid black eyes. And then he snapped at me like I'm this stuck up rich brat who thinks the world such a happy place."
So here I am, talking non-stop about my day to my mother who let me rest my head on her cold shoulders.
"Well, bye Desireé." Alice and Jasper said in unison. They stopped and beamed at each other.
"Huh?" that was weird. "Where are you two going? We still have two more periods until school is over."
Everyone looked at each other.
"Esme didn't tell you? Or Edward?" Jasper looked at Edward who shook his head.
"Oh, sorry but there's no time so I have to explain this really briefly." Alice sat down next to me and took my hands with hers. "I'm going to miss you."
My heart beat increased by a million and two. She's leaving me? What?
"Alice?" I said. My voice cracked.
"No, it's not like that. Jasper and I have to go to…well I've found my niece who is still alive and I want to see what I can figure out about my past. It is really important to me. I really want you to understand."
I couldn't breathe.
"When are you going to be back?" I felt Jasper calming me down.
"I'm not sure. It might take a couple of months."
"oh." I was never this disconnected from any of my family members for this long so it felt like Alice and jasper were taking half of my heart with them and although I will never admit it. It's tearing me apart. I gave her my most enthusiastic good-bye and she kissed my cheek and sniffed my hair to catch one last time of my smell and Jasper hugged me and kissed my cheek before they both left the school.
"You alright?" Mom, I mean, Bells asked me. I nodded. I wasn't so hungry now. And compared to that stupid Warren, this hurts the most.
The bell rang and I headed to the girl's locker room and changed into long gray pants and red t-shirt.
We were going to play soccer today and everyone was so ready to win and play the game. Coach told me to sit down and I didn't question. I just went to the bleachers and sat.
Great, Warren was in this class too. God, is he in all of my classes?
Coach divided the class into two big groups of green and red and started the game after explaining some rules. I watched everyone as they made secretive bets and get ready to win. I've never seen these types of people who just love soccer in my life.
The game started and the red team had the ball. One guy ran with the ball to the middle of the field and passed it another teammate. The guy who just received the ball kicked the ball on the air, hit it with his chest and kicked the ball hard straight to the goalie. They scored. I admired his skills.
Until I saw his face. Warren.
The game continued as every member in the red team just passes the ball to Warren who makes awesome and graceful gestures, kicks the ball and never misses a goal. Even the way he moved was so great that you read defeat in the eyes of the players who belonged in the green team.
When Coach gathered everyone in one place, the red team has won the game by five points. All scored by Warren. Their stupid precious Warren with his stupid moves.
But even when they cheered for him, I couldn't notice a tiny bit of happiness or self pride in his eyes. Just emptiness. What is wrong with him?
The final bell rang and we hurried to our last class. It was geometry.
The teacher was so old and so boring that even he started falling asleep while teaching. It was that horrible. I was so glad when the bell rang and told us it was time to go home. Home sweet home. Home. Such a beautiful word.
"HI grandpa." I hugged him and kissed grandma's cheeks. As usual they were excited about me and asked me questions about school. Then the phone rang. I ran to pick it up.
"Hi sweetheart." It was Alice.
"Hi aunty." I teased. "Took you long enough. How are you?"
Even though she was gone for a few hours, it felt like years.
"I'm alright. Can I talk to Carlisle?"
"Sure." I handed Carlisle the phone. I saw dad's body tense a little bit. I looked at him confused.
I sat down next to dad.
"Is anything wrong with Alice or Jasper?" I asked.
"Of course not." He said but I couldn't tell if he was lying or telling the truth.
"Really?" Carlisle was talking on the phone with Alice, "She didn't mention that… I guess it is…I'll see what I can do, check things…how are you?...well I'm sure you'd find whatever you're looking for…come home as soon as you can…say hello to Jasper for me…good luck…bye."
Grandpa sat in front of me, dad and mom. "Is there anything you'd like to talk to me about?" he asked me.
"Not really. Like what?"
Grandpa looked at me and scanned my face carefully.
"Any changes, anything unusual occurrence?"
I stared at him quizzically.
"Honey, Alice saw a change in your body. She thinks the Transformation is going to start soon."
We've talked about the Transformation with Carlisle a few times but it was really weird this time. He told me why this was happening to me before. My father is a vampire and he wasn't supposed to have kids but I was a miracle as my mother became pregnant. Carlisle told me that I will be a vampire after sometime because it's in my blood. But we didn't expect it until I was thirty.
My eyes opened in shock.
Father laid hands on my shoulder. I felt tension in the room as the atmosphere suddenly changed.
"Carlisle, what does this mean? She'll become a vampire? How soon?" Mother asked him nervously.
Carlisle shook his head.
"Alice doesn't know. However she saw a minimal change of diet, eye color, strength and paler skin." Carlisle explained. "She will not be a complete vampire in at least two months as far as Alice could see. And after a few days in two months, her future vanished. It fades away."
"Is that even possible?" Rose asked. I could fell her anger hanging on every word.
"Could that maybe be a new ability?" Emmett asked. I hadn't realized he was right next to me. "Dess's new ability is immune to Alice's visions?"
We all looked away, thinking. I could fell my father's tight grip on my shoulder that was getting a bit tighter every second, but it not enough to hurt me.
"What do we do?" Dad asked Carlisle, helplessly. "Is there any possible way to stop this?"
I frowned.
"Who says I don't want to be changed?"
Edward groaned and let go of my shoulder.
"Like mother like daughter. You are not going to become a vampire."
I crossed my legs and folded my arms.
"Dad, I'm a sixteen year old grown woman. I can make my own decisions for myself."
Emmett and Rose looked at each other, trying not to laugh. This got me mad. I always wanted to be a vampire. Strong, fast, insanely beautiful, graceful…what's not to like? It's every person's dream. Dad is too stubborn.
"Desy, if anything weird happens to you, come straight to me alright?" grandpa made me promise. I got from my chair and headed to my bedroom and collapsed on the bed not looking forward to the following day.
I know it's a little short but I'm watching American Idol right now and it's pretty interesting. It annoyed me last time when they kicked Chris Daughtry out of the show. I wanted to kill my TV, literally. That was so unfair! He was the best out there!!!!!!!!!!! Damn It!! And now there's this guy called Chris Watson and he likes Nirvana! Yay! I'm all for you man! Keep it up!
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