Imprinted
Chapter 6
Bella
"I have to go, Dad. Maybe some time away from Forks will set my head straight. What with Jacob breaking up with me and Edward coming back and all..." I frowned.
"I know, but Texas? I know you make snap decisions, but that's a little... I don't know... extreme? Bella, why can't you move to Jacksonville with Renee?" Charlie's voice was getting fainter on the phone.
"Dad, are you driving through a tunnel?"
"Yeah, I'll be out of it in a sec. Okay, can you hear me now?"
"Yeah."
There was an awkward silence. Alice swung her stool so she'd spin. Jasper sat on the couch, watching some National Geographic show about the depletion of animals in the East. Edward wasn't in sight, and I wanted to keep it that way.
"You still haven't answered my question," Charlie said finally.
"Well, you know how Renee is. I'd like to live somewhere where she isn't Pity Central."
"You're right," Charlie sighed.
"I'll call you when I'm at the airport."
"Wait, you're leaving now?!"
"Yeah, the sooner I leave the sooner I can think straight. I'll call you, I promise."
"What about your stuff?!"
"Sell it or send it to me. You can give Jacob his Mitsubishi back. I don't want it."
"Okay, Bells. I'm guessing the Cullens are going to cover for you, like with your house, right?"
"Just to get me started, and then I'm on my own."
"Okay. Should I sell the house, too?"
"The Cullens'll take care of it."
"Okay. I'll see you later, Bells."
"Bye."
"Bye."
I closed the phone and handed it back to Alice.
"Okay, makeover time!" she sang. I groaned theatrically.
"Okay, I was thinking we can make you look like a Quileute, but with a russet streak in your hair. And we'll need some heavy-duty makeup to cover your scars."
"Can you actually change the color of my skin?" I asked, bewildered.
"Ah, the power of technology," Alice laughed. "Oh, and some colored contacts. Jacob needs to see he imprinted on a completely different person."
"Okay, let's get started," I mumbled.
...
When it was done, I had exactly Jacob's shade of copper skin, black hair, and black eyes. There was a reddish brown streak in my hair. I looked so different. The scars on my back and right arm, the one that I always considered Jacob's mark, was completely concealed. I looked like a Quileute.
"Voila!" Alice sang, a little late.
"Alice, this is amazing," I said.
"I have to say I've outdone myself!"
"Yes, you did."
"Now, we need to give you a whole new wardrobe. Oh, and Destiny can keep the house."
"Thanks."
Alice took me to so many stores and got me some good stuff. There was a tee shirt I really liked, one that said, "Either I Have Attention Problems Or I Don't Care!" Alice bought it for me, along with some super short shorts and some new tanktops.
"If you're going to be phasing like everyone else, you ought to wear disposable clothes," Alice said. She also insisted on buying some fancy clothes in case Jacob wanted to take Destiny out on a date.
"So, Destiny has the deed to the house?" I asked on the drive home.
"Yes, and she has a new Chevy Malibu in the garage. It was Rose's idea."
"How'd you get the stuff into La Push?"
"It took a lot of convincing from Sam. But we told him that it was our house, and it was meant for Bella to live in. We're selling it at a really high price, so nobody will want to buy it. Then, we'll take it off the market and pretend that Destiny, an insanely rich half-Quileute, decided to move in. Oh, yeah, we put the half there so there's no risk of anyone saying they've never seen you on the reservation. You've been living with your mom in her tribe's reservation. Your mom is a Cherokee, just so you know."
"You really thought about this, haven't you?" I demanded.
"Yup."
I huffed and prayed that nobody would see through my display.
AN: I've finally made another chapter. In the next chapter, Bella will make the decision of a lifetime! Stay tuned...