Dia Cullen
She's 15. She's half-vamp. And she's running with the Cullens.
"Hello there, little sister," Edward greeted me pleasantly as soon as I stepped out of Science class.
"Hello, big brother," I greeted him back and dropped the fake pleasantries. "Shut up, Edward."
He chuckled. "Let me help you with that."
"Are you kidding me? This bag's no big deal, it's like-carrying a bag of feather. Or something even lighter."
"You know what? You never let anybody help you," he said softly and stopped in the empty lobby.
"Is that a problem? It's been 30 years since I've been turned into a half-vampire. I can do a lot of things most 15-year-olds aren't capable of. Truth be told, I'm 45!" to convince someone taller than you, older, and more stubborn is never an easy thing.
"I know what you mean. Sometimes we underestimate your strength a lot so I apologize-"
"Apology accepted," I started to lead the way but he caught up with me so easily.
"Remember Dia, everybody needs help sometimes. That doesn't exclude our kind. That doesn't exclude a very capable little half-vampire girl like you," he was getting very serious now. Very deep.
I nodded as if agreeing to every word he'd said.
"Thank you, Edward. I'll keep that in mind," and patted him on the shoulder-but I had to tiptoe a little bit. "So where's Alice and Bella?"
"I didn't think that Bella should see what I'd do to Miss Maud this afternoon," he chuckled to himself.
We were outside the Information office now and I held out a hand to stop Edward.
"Listen. Whatever you did to my classmates today? Don't hesitate to do it on Miss Maud."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm blocking my mind and you can't read anything. I'm thinking of different pretty girly things like Barbie dolls and dresses! The color pink and ..."
"Whatever you're doing it's working. I can't read your mind," he shook his head.
"You'll find out later. Come now, big brother."
"Awe, here's the cute little angel!" Miss Maud exclaimed as we stepped inside her little office.
"Good afternoon, Miss Maud," I greeted politely.
"Good afternoon, Dianara. Oh, and you brought your brother over. Isn't that sweet of you, young man?"
Edward shrugged. "Anything for my baby sister."
"Here's the slip, Miss Maud."
"Thank you dear," she took it from me and almost patted the back of my hand.
I quickly drew back.
Be inconspicuous.
She doesn't have to know I have granite-hard skin.
She eyed on me curiously so I smiled at her before I turned to sit at the bench facing Edward.
"Miss Maud, I'm actually here to talk to you about something," Edward began.
His eyes held this strange magnetic force that forced Miss Maud to pay more attention to him than necessary.
It was clear that she was slowly being swooned over by my helpful big brother who was suppose to be very very handsome.
But I can't really see that.
The same way as I was 'blinded' by Freidrick's good looks. Now Fred's my first cousin and he and I grew up together with my other cousins. All our aunts and uncles and even my parents would agree that he was the most good-looking of the males of the 3rd generation Donyelles. Which was just weird. I could make no comment on Freidrick's looks but everyone makes them for me. The same way my classmates make for Edward. Ha!
"W-what is it, uh, Edward, right?" Miss Maud stammered.
"I am very sorry. Edward Anthony Cullen," he said and shook hands with her.
Hers was still shaking even after he dropped the gesture.
"Y-yes. How may I help you, young man?"
She kept on saying "Young Man" probably convincing herself that he's too young for her. Silly woman. He's a hundred something years old older than her. Technically, that is.
"Dia here told me that she's not very comfortable with having History as one of her classes. Not that there is any problem to it, really, but she's a foster child," Edward began and made it sound to me like it was a touchy subject.
I instinctively looked down to my navy blue skirt and swung my feet forward and backward looking really sad.
Miss Maud was speechless.
I would have wanted to see her expression but she might see right through the act.
"We found her in a Sister's orphanage in China. And she didn't cover British History there. We're probably going to give her some home schooling on that subject so if there's any way to fill in her schedule with something else ..."
"I-" Miss Maud looked away from Edward's eyes and began to scramble from the piles of paper on her desk. "I suppose I can see to that. Dia?"
She was now looking at me-avoiding Edward's very convincing eyes.
I looked up slowly-dramatically-and asked her in the most innocent-sounding voice I could make. "Yes, Miss Maud?"
"How's about Music?"
"I-I suppose that'd be better-not that there's anything wrong with History class, Miss Maud. Please don't misunderstand ..."
Of course there was something wrong with it. Stupid Mr. Smithson-trampling over my children's rights.
"Oh don't you worry about that, dear. You're a freshman anyway and I'm sure I can do something about that. I'll talk to Mr. Smithson and you can come by here again tomorrow and I'll tell you what he'd said by then," she glanced at Edward again and quickly looked away.
"Thank you so much, Miss Maud," he smiled and she nodded quickly, pretending to busy herself with some paper work.
"See you tomorrow morning, Miss Maud. And thank you."
"Yes. I'll see you two soon," she looked up briefly.
She looked uneasy with Edward around and he knew better than to torture this woman anymore than he really needed to. He was not that cruel.
"Have a great afternoon, Miss Maud. Come now, Dia," Edward said and I hopped out of my seat and followed him out.
Author's Note : Now I know that I made a horrible mistake in the previous chapter but if you still have a little love left, write me up a review. I'll personally reply to you, of course.