2nd part of the update - sorry this is short! Time for a boring disclaimer, I know who I am and I'm not Stephanie Meyer. No twilight story / characters belong to me. Sob
Chapter 3 – Tour Chapter 3 – Tour
I was woken up bright and early the next morning, much to my annoyance. I reluctantly pulled my eyelids open and dragged myself out of bed. I wasn't quite done sleeping – well, dreaming. The angel had been in my dream again, but I focused purely on him this time, not on the red eyed monsters.
The perfect, flawlessness of his skin struck me instantly. Paler than bone china but just as smooth and cold. His face was just as perfect as his skin, completely and inhumanly beautiful - A mathematically square jaw, smooth cheeks and subtle cheekbones. His nose was straight and angular, but nothing could compare to his eyes.
They were an odd colour. Nearly black, but lighter than his pupils. They stood out in such a white face, commanding my attention instantly, drawing you to them. Framed by thick, dark lashes the black eyes were enchanting. His hair waved gently to his shoulders, slightly messy but still gorgeous. It was then that I noticed something, something vitally important.
He and the monsters looked similar. Too similar. They were the same, the same inhuman species - my angel and the monsters.
Then the screaming had started.
I dressed and packed a bag for the day with bleary eyes and my brain whirring with my horrific epiphany. I was in for another long coach trip. Joy. I stumbled to a seat rested my head against a makeshift pillow fashioned from my jumper. I reached over and clipped in my seatbelt before noticing that the seat next to me was unoccupied. I curled my legs on it and shut my eyes.
Next thing I knew I was gently being woken up by Sammy and Charlie.
"Nat? Natalie? Wake up, we're here!" Sammy was bouncing around excitedly her voice bright and enthusiastic. She sounded like a children's television show presenter. I shut my eyes again and buried my face in my jumper. Her and Charlie laughed together.
"All right," I grumbled, feeling awake now but pretending to be grumpy for the fun of it. "I'm up."
I grabbed my backpack and jumper, tying my jumper around my hips, then climbed off the coach into the blinding sunlight. I caught my breath in wonder. Beautiful sunlit fields stretched all around the picturesque town. Greenery faded into sky, the vast expanse of blue smudged with light, white clouds that drifted over the beaming sun. The town before me was built in grey stone and very quiet. A few people were milling around but not many, and I was sure a few of them were tourists. I smiled.
Sammy nudged my arm.
"Worth getting up for, huh?" She said grinning cheekily at me. I lightly hit her on the arm. She just laughed at my furious expression.
"Come on moody pants." She dragged me over to the group of people gathered on the square. Charlie immediately came and stood by us, a friend in tow. He smiled and waved at Sammy who's tanned face turned pink. She quickly tried to straighten out her blonde hair.
"Subtle," I whispered to her. She glared at me and I smiled back angelically.
"All right everyone! Order, please!" Mr Maws, our history teacher announced, gesturing with his hands. We all shuffled nearer to him.
"This is the Palazzo dei Priori. Volterra is famous for it, in English it means The Clock Tower, and there are –" Mr Maws was interrupted halfway through his speech.
" Why, I do believe you are taking over my job!" Came a high soprano voice with a light Italian accent from behind us. We whirled around.
Stood behind us was a statuesque woman. Her long mahogany hair flowed down her back, parted in the middle of her head. It stopped at her waist, complementing her outfit amazingly. She was wearing a red linen shirt with three-quarter length sleeves, showing off her toned arms matched with a black pencil skirt that ended just above the knee. She stood very tall in high heels and smiled down at us.
She was possibly the most beautiful person I had even seen – in real life, at least. And she absolutely terrified me. Because I knew that she was not human.
The perfect, pale granite skin. The devastatingly flawless face, that no model could even compete with. Then the shiny, dark, dangerous black eyes, vivid in the ashen face were too similar not to be. She was one of them. One of the red-eyed monsters from my dreams.
I felt instantly sick to the pit of my stomach. My mind screamed at me to run, fast and far away, but I sensed that would not help at all. Her black eyes skimmed over us and I dropped my gaze to the floor. When I looked back up she looking at me quizzically, I tried to smile and hoped it looked convincing. She turned back to the shadowy square.
"My name is Heidi and I will be showing you around Volterra. Now lets get started on the tour, shall we?"
Her question was clearly rhetorical, but no one was in a state to answer her. My teachers and fellow pupils were dumbstruck by her beauty and I was too frightened to speak. I closed my eyes and hoped I would find some answers on what to do when one of your nightmares comes to life. It wasn't looking so good.
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