Sucked
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.
A/N: Time for the much needed background story.
Chapter 4: Story
"Hello Pixie" said the voice of the one person I never wanted to talk to.
Pixie POV
I recognized this voice from when I had been unconscious; it was the voice of Edward Cullen. Without hesitation I walked away from him. After all he was a mind reader. He could probably hear how much I hated him, how he made me sick, and how I was internally giving him the finger.
"Pixie?'' Carlisle called.
"Yes" I answered.
"It's not everyday that some random stranger ends up in your house. We will need some information as to who you are, how you got hear, and what you are doing here."
"Okay" I sighed and began my story. "I'm Pixie Newhouse, I live in New York but I lived in England before that which is why I have a British accent. (A/N: Forgot to mention her accent) I don't know how I got here or what I am doing here, I was sleeping and when I open my eyes I was here. End of boring story"
"How do you know so much about us?" Jasper asked.
"There's no easy way to say this so I'm just going to blurt it out. You're all fictional characters in the bestselling Twilight Saga which I am obsessed with" I answered.
"So if we are in some books is it horror story?'' Emmet asked eagerly
"No" I answered. He looked disappointed. "But you do fight an army of newborn vampires" I said. He cheered up.
"So if it isn't horror what is it?" Alice asked to times as eager as her brother.
"It's a love story" I answered.
"About?" she asked bouncing even more.
"Why don't you ask Edward" I spat on his name. "He probably knows it as well as I do, I'm tired of talking"
"Fine" she said and she turned to look at Edward. "Who's it about?" she asked she hadn't stopped bouncing. Frustration clouded Edward's face.
"I don't know." He answered flatly.
"Wait," I said thinking for a minute "you can't hear me can you?" I said more eagerness in my voice than ever.
He shook his head sadly.
I started shouting halleluiah again, this time bouncing a foot into the air. Alice joined me in my celebration.
"Wow" Emmet said in amazement.
"Wow doesn't cover it Emmy." I said. It was fantastic Edward could not read my mind.
"No, I meant wow there are to pixies jumping up and down in my house." He said. Alice ran so fast I couldn't see her and smacked the back of his head.
'Sorry to interrupt but shouldn't we get Pixie back home" Esme said in a motherly voice.
"But I want to stay here for a bit." I said pouting.
"Wont people wonder where you are?" she asked.
"No" I said honestly.
"Why?" she asked
"Winter break just started in school and my dad and Gramps are away for a year for business." I answered.
"What about your mother?" Esme asked.
I looked down and tears started to fill up in my eyes. "She died when I was two." I said trying not to cry. Esme put her arm around me comfortingly.
"I'm sorry I brought it up." She said.
"No, it's okay." I said. "You didn't know."
"So it seems you're staying with us for how long?"
"Three weeks" I said. "Now were can I sleep." I asked.