DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT
A/N: I thought I wrote a lot more... I guess I didn't because this chapter is 895 words! I'm ashamed! Hehe. I promise I'll try to make these chapters longer.
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Isabella Swan
My heart skipped a beat. Why would I be getting mail?
Rosalie led me to the harbor where the new girl Alice was sitting on our usual bench.
I cocked my head to the side at the sight of her. My feet took me forward. Rosalie's arm shot out and pulled me backward. I was never careful on my feet and I tripped over them. I landed right on my bum.
I sat up, brushing the grass and dirt off of me. "Rosalie!" I exclaimed.
"Do not go over there!" She whispered loudly. Alice turned her head to us.
"Watch me." I smiled as I stood up. I pulled my skirt up and walked over towards Alice.
I sat down and followed her stare at Rosalie who was stomping back into town.
"She doesn't like me?" Alice asked in a quiet voice.
I shook my head. "If it makes you feel better, we didn't really become good friends like this until we found out her brother was entering the war." I looked over at her dress and realized that it was above her ankles. "I like your dress." I admitted.
She looked at me, smiling. Her eyes crinkled on the sides when she smiled. "Thank you." She looked down and examined her own dress. It was black underneath, and an unexplainable shade of green on top. But the dress reminded me what a lady of the night would wear. "Who wrote you?" She asked eyeing the letter still in my hands. I shrugged and glided my fingers across my name. "It's a boy." She smiled. "Yup, it's boy."
I blushed and look down. "I don't know if it's him yet."
She giggled. "Well open it!"
I shook my head. My attention turned to a ship coming into the harbor. "What about you? Is there a boy?" I asked.
She looked at me. "Shhh!" She motioned a quiet sign on her lips. "You shouldn't talk about your romances in public. It is practically taboo." We both laughed. She was slightly right. At least it was how we feel.
I looked around. "Well I don't think anyone is listening."
She sighed. "Well you know that boy Jasper that you introduced me to?" She asked. I nodded. "We have talked almost every time that we have walked into each other." She breathed in a sigh of relief. She crossed her ankles and smoothed out her dress. "He even sat next to me at service. Except I haven't seen him around lately. Do you think I've done something the matter?"
I shrugged. "I have know knowledge of him leaving. Though, if I see him I'll be sure to ask."
"Thank you."
"You are welcome." I smiled. She tugged on her short hair. "Alice, if you don't mind me asking, why are you so different?"
Her eyes crinkled again as she smiled. "Well why should I have to be like everyone else?" She promted. "I should be Alice. Not society. I don't like long hair, so I cut my short, and also I wouldn't have to wear it up like them. I don't like how the bottom of my dresses get ruined by the ground, so they hardly ever go below my ankles. I love makeup, even though they all think I'm a prostitute for wearing it." She lifted up her feet. "I wear flat shoes. And I hate how uncomfortable corsets are, therefore I don't wear them.
"I've seen you change too." She puckered her lips. "You don't quite follow the rules either. You wear your hair down. You wear heels, wear they all wear those big clunky footwear. You wear dresses that aren't always seen around here."
I looked down at the beading on the front of my dress.
"So we're both leaders?" I laughed. I stuck my hand out in the air for a shake. She shook it.
"Leaders!"
I noticed the sun was setting slightly. "Oh!" I gasped. "I should go or I'll be late for tea with my father. Meet you here tomorrow?"
She nodded and I hurried away.
It wasn't until later that night that I read my letter at candlelight while I heard my parents talking with hushed voices in their room down the hall.
Dear Bella,
I didn't expect this. Right now we are up north. I didn't realize how much they hated us, but I'm sure they didn't know how much we hated them as well. Today was the third day up here.
I miss everybody. I miss you.
So how is it down there without me?
Love Edward
I felt my breathing hitch when he put 'Love Edward'. I put the letter in the bottom of a drawer in my nightstand. I was sure to respond tomorrow.
I burrowed deeper into my bed as I heard my parent's voices raise louder. I covered my ears as I realized they were fighting. Bad. I laid there for hours blocking them out until finally I heard some clatter in and then hard footsteps. Next thing I know the front door slammed.
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