Okay, it's up! Chapter five: My longest chapter yet :D
Disclaimer: I do not own twilight, but if I did it would go like this:
BLOOD TYPE
I couldn't help but wait for Edward anymore; it was just one of the before-school started habits that I had just fallen into. It was like how I always slid in after Jasper and Alice after school and tried to lock Emmett and Rosalie out. It was something I couldn't go a day without doing.
As Edward walked towards me with the crooked smile I turned my head away from his dark colored, happy eyes. "I still haven't forgiven you." I said, whipping the haughty, arrogance off his face.
He sighed, frustrated. "Tyler would have invited you to the Dance, anyway." He concurred, His voice growing bolder then the usual soft melody.
I clenched my fist- with pleasure, I would have punched him right then and there. But, to many bystanders watched Edward and I like hawks.
"If I could kill someone with my mind, It would be you." I said playfully while crossing my arms in a swift motion.
Edward snickered. "You have bit of a temper today." He teased.
I frowned. "That was rude that you did that!" I hissed. "He even knew that I wasn't going but you still made him ask me." I glared.
Edward shrugged.
"Bree! Wait!" He called out, when I turned to walk away from his golden eyes and mind games.
Without turning my head, "What? What do you want now Edward?" I was slightly irritated.
"I want to ask you something." He said, laughing once and quickly pushing his pace till he was next to me. "But, I was sidetracked."
I stopped- waiting. "Yeah?" Your a Stalker! A crazy Stalker! A crazy vampire Stalker! I teased him in my mind.
He sighed rolling his eyes and faced me. "A week from Saturday- the Day of the dance. Well, perhaps I have created a new excuse for you." He looked down, smiling twisted again and played with his thumbs.
I crossed my arms, but interest was perking in my brain.
Unsure by my silence he kept talking. "Alice," He laughed once to himself. "assumed the weather would be pleasant and I was thinking you and I might be able to go hunting together." He suggested. He didn't end it with a question- just a statement full of unseen emotions.
I smiled. "I'd like that. Who else is going?" I asked coolly, looking away.
He frowned. "Just us." He said quick and smooth.
I thought about it for a split second. Not even a split one- just a 47th of a second. "Well I could use a hunt." I cooed with a smile- proud that my eyes were gold and not the blood crimson red they used to be with my days of the Volturi.
He nodded smiling. "Great." and looked up at the gray sky with narrow eyes. "Hurry up and get to first, you'll be late." He muttered.
Perhaps I was to thrilled. I had barely made it to English on time with a huge smile on my face.
It was by the end of class when I noticed that Mike was sitting all the way across the room from me. Guilt started creeping in the pit of my stomach as I thought I'd been to harsh on him. But, Eric and Mike both met me to escort me to my next class. While I walked past, pretending not to notice they stopped arguing. I observed that as we grew closer to the room, Mike got more bounce in his step as he spoke about the weather- the beach trip was apparently back on. I tried not to think about it to much- If the weather was nice, I couldn't go. I would have to ask Alice.
The next two classes were relatively fast. The only thing I still didn't believe was that Edward had really asked me to hunt with him.
As Jess and I went into the Cafeteria, I kept my voice the same pace and my eyes down. I learned Ang and Lauren had asked there dates who had said yes.
Other then that I kept my head down as I quickly scanned the room. I could tell Edward was sitting away from the table by his unforgettable sent was on the other side of the room. I knew Alice was talking with Emmett about me so I quickly tuned it out. Rosalie was keeping quietly to herself while Jasper had an unemotional mask on his face. Same stuff they did everyday.
I quickly gave up on pin pointing every single body in the room and making out all of their talk and actions- instead I tried to mess with the disgusting cuisine to make it look as if I really did eat. All train of thought was broken when Jess leaned over to whisper her catch phase- "Edward Cullens Staring at you." She said, mid way through lunch.
"Jess I swear to god if you say that line one more time I am going to-"
"Do you know why he's alone today?" She asked with a glance his way, interrupting me.
I snapped my head up to see relief on his face that I finally noticed. Once I caught his eye he gestured for me to come to him with a curled finger.
"Does he mean you?" she asked- her shocked tone muted in a rueful way.
I frowned, getting up and grabbing my books. "What does he want now?" I whispered to myself as I spoke loud enough for Jess to hear. "Uh, be right back."
I could feel her- the entire lunch room it seams, staring at me as I gracefully waltzed over to Edward. It was like everyone at school was staring at me- rather the whole world. I took the opportunity to swing my hips as seductively as I could. Good to know the skank from my human life lives on.
Watching him cautiously, I plopped myself down in the seat across from him, silent.
He didn't saw a word for a few seconds. "Why don't you sit with me today, Bree?" He asked with a smile twitching on his lips.
I glanced over to the family and with a small laugh I spoke up. "Did they kick you out?"
He snickered. "I don't think they wanted me in the first place." He grinned.
"Or me." I agreed in a harder, bitter tone.
He glanced once at my normal table- my table. "There mad at me for staling you, though." He said in his melody like voice.
I shrugged. "They'll live." I said smoothly. I knew they were staring at me with wide eyes and opened mouths. I took one more look at his beautiful, perfect face and sighed. "What brought this on?" I inquired.
He frowned. "I feel unusual, and I'm through with playing it safe." He warned. "I'm not going to be nice anymore."
I laughed, as I lightly touched my leg to his. "I'm not nice either."
He frowned and rolled his eyes as I pulled my leg away. "Quite the lady." He said sarcastically.
I laughed once, bitter and higher pitched then my normal voice. "I can't imagine it, how it must be to have lived as reserved in your day." I muttered. I was honestly curious.
He smiled while looking down. "Trust me. You wouldn't of lasted then." He bragged, leaning back in his chair. Before I could defend myself, he laughed once. "I suppose I couldn't of lived, growing up in the 90s."
I smiled. "I hardly remember the 90s. I was only twelve in 2000." I smiled.
Edward shook his head. "You're fairly mature for a vampire. Sixteen for five years. Only twenty one and not a virgin. Big surprise." He snubbed.
I laughed at that. "Well at least I'm not stuck in puberty and over 100." I teased.
"Touché." He frowned, then looking over my shoulder. I counted to two hundred and sixty four in my head. "Your boyfriends are debating to come here and break up our fight." He muttered.
Fight? I echoed in my head. I sighed. "And I prefer the term stalkers…" I started, then looked down to his tray of food. "Hungry?" I asked, smiling playfully.
"No." He made a face. "Why? Are you interested in the lovely cuisine?" He smiled.
"Starving, actually." I muttered. "Where are we hunting next weekend?" I asked.
"Not to far from home." He assured. "There's a beautiful place just out of town limits. It's a place I like to go when the weather's nice." He said silkily.
I smiled as I pictured where he was guiding me with my eyes closed. It was beautiful. I realized as I pictured him stumbling on to it years before "A meadow?" I asked though I knew already.
My eyes opened to slits just in time to see him nod and smiling.
I sighed. "Maybe I'll bag a bear." I said hopefully. "I'm craving carnivore, a vampire can only last on elk and deer for so long." I muttered, looking down twisting my fork into my pizza.
He grinned, nodding in agreement. But then he had to go to seriousness. "How different is it for you?" He asked. "Going from Humans to animals?" He asked, intrigued.
I paused for a few seconds to think of what to say. "Harder then I thought." I said lightly. "Its like eating only the finest chow all your life- and then going to this shit." I motioned towards the tray.
He nodded in agreement. "Considering how hard it was for me to just keep clean- I still killed." He mused quietly.
I agreed but kept my voice low. "But you were different. I killed innocent people. Mothers, Children, Fathers, Friends, Families. You killed people who were bad." I said, looking down at the table.
"I knew better. Bree, you were raised like that. The Volturi didn't tell you to have good morals, a conscious, even. They taught you to kill, feast, and fight for them." He ranted, his tone turning angry. I started to realize how hated the Volturi really was.
I laid my head down on my arms. "It still doesn't make it right." I whispered.
He reached slowly for my hand, the silence provoking me. Then I realized how immensely unobservant I was being. The cafeteria was at least seventy five percent empty. "Were going to be late." I said dully, slowly getting up.
He was shaking his head. "We have to skip today, Bree."
"Why?" I asked. Judging by his tone of voice, and look in his eyes it had something to do with us being what we were. I crossed my arms.
"Blood typing in Biology, today. Alice had to miss this morning, too." He said, reaching in his pocket to grab his keys."
I sighed, getting up. "Were would we be without Alice?" I smiled.
"Literally? Killing your friends." Disapproval lingered in the last word.
I frowned and quickly grabbed for my things as we got up. Edward, leading, veered sharply towards the door. I had to admit that I was surprised that Mike hadn't waited for me- but it just made it that much easier for me to make it to the car faster. That much easier for me to smile as Edward held the door open for me. But that much harder when I would go to gym and realized that some questions would be raised.
Entering the car and softly shutting the door, I wondered what we would be doing for the next hour. Edward didn't turn the car completely on- just half way till we could at least get a radio. I noticed he was already pressing buttons to get to his favorite oldies station.
"What's you favorite song?" He suddenly jeered at me.
The corners of my lips turned down as I thought. "I don't know." I suddenly grinned. "To many to count. Yours?"
"Same." He said in agreement.
I thought for a moment. "I know you like 50s music." I hinted.
He nodded. "50s music was.. happy."
I nodded in agreement, with a huge grin on my face. "Big band swing was more lively, though." I muttered, closing my eyes with a coy smile.
I felt his presence suddenly close to me and as I opened them back up from an extremely long blink. "Really Bree!" He said with a smile on his voice. "Do you just argue for the sake of arguing?" He asked rhetorically.
I grinned, "Maybe," as I moved to my side, head on my arm.
He stared at me for a few minutes before speaking again. "Why?" This time he seemed more interested in getting into my mind rather then making small talk.
I smiled at his messed up hair, and pushed a small strand out of his face. "Because the way you react is hilarious." I played.
He didn't seem to satisfied, but he stopped talking again.
It had been roughly ten minutes before I herd a commotion of people rushing to the nurses office. A green-looking Lee Stephens was swaying back and forth- Mike trying to look around and help his friend. Immediately, I felt a small smile grow on my face as I slowly opened the car door.
"Bree!" Edward hissed, reaching out a hand that caught the back of my black fuzzy coat. I wouldn't give up that easy. The buttons were already undone so I gladly slipped it of and ran over to Mike and Lee with a huge grin slit on my face. I win. At once, I smelt the tangy sent of Blood coming from mike- but not the one I would Kill over. Just a smell of crusty now dried scab around a week paper cut perhaps. I held my breath anyways.
"What's wrong?" I asked as I got over to the two. I could feel the venom slipping into my throat like drool would if someone were to give a human the smell fresh, warm apple pie.
Mike looked up, surprised. He obviously did not hear my approach. "Uh, we were blood typing in Biology and he freaked out." Mike said in a rush. After doing a double take he jumped. "Bree! Where were you and Edward?" He asked in a strained voice.
"Skipping." I laughed. "Why are you freaking out?" I asked.
"No reason." He said quickly, looking down at Lee who was sweating and stumbling towards the door to the Nurse.
I felt fingers linger at my lower back and I turned my head in the slightest Direction, asking a small, "What." at Edward.
Edward sighed as Mike and Lee made it though the Door to the Nurses. "What were you planning to do, I'm curious." He laughed as we waited outside.
I smiled and chuckled. "Your guess is as good as mine."
He frowned. "Your obviously not thinking straight. Maybe I should just take you home." He tried with a smile.
I smiled at the thought of missing gym. "Deal." I said as I we entered the office.
"I'll talk to Mrs. Cope." He whispered in my ear. "Just sit down and try to look pale." He chuckled.
I had to bite my lip from laughing my ass off as I sat next to Mike. "'sup." Was all I could get out while painting a frown on my face and leaning my head back to stare at the ceiling.
He glanced at me. "What are you doing? Why did you skip class." He said in slurred words.
I shook my head. "I wasn't feeling good." I lied quietly. "Edwards asking Mrs. Cope if he could just take me home."
Mike frowned- He apparently didn't like the Idea. "Well what were you doing in his car?" He speculated, an annoyed look interning his face now.
"What is this, 20 Questions?!" I said harshly. "Relaxing. I told you, I wasn't feeling good, and I don't want to get everyone else in this damned school sick." Another lie.
He was frowning now. "Why was Cullen with you?"'
I hissed. "Apparently, I'm not capable of starting a car." I lied again. It didn't bother me- I was a good liar.
Mike sighed- somewhat in relief. "Hey are you going this weekend? To La Push?" He asked.
La Push, Why does that place sound bad? I echoed in my head and looked at Edward as he inserted himself in the Conversation.
"She Can't." He said coolly.
I glared. "I have a voice myself, damn it!" I hissed but a smile screwed onto my lips. "But he's right. I can't."
"Why Not!?" Mike asked, a bit to loud and emotional.
Help? I asked in my head as I bit down on my lip.
"Carlisle thought the weather would be nice, so he wants to go hiking." Edward said with a bored tone as he turned back towards the counter.
"Oh." Mikes answer was short and simple. "He never really struck me as the outdoors kind of guy." He hinted. "Well… see you Monday then…?" He guessed. Mike then hovered closer to me. "You'll be fine, right?" He asked unsure.
I pulled back in my seat, and noticed Edward had stiffened.
I nodded. "Yeah." I watched him leave his shoulders hunched a tad and walked out of the room.
I heard Edward speak in a quiet voice at the counter. "Ms. Cope?" His voice was making me stiff- a Dazzling coy but powerful.
"Yes?" She said, and I herd her ruffled foot steps practically skip over to her desk.
"Bree Has Gym next hour, and I don't think she feels that well. Could you excuse her from class? I think I need to drive her home." He muttered, voice intoxicating.
I herd his honey voice laugh softly once. Was he laughing at me?
"Do you need to be excused too?" She cooed.
"No, ma'am." He said. "I have Mrs. Goff next period, she wouldn't mind, I'm sure."
"Okay, it's all taken care of then." She muttered haughtily. "You make sure Bree feels better." She whispered, I could feel her eyes flash to me.
As soon as she turned her back, I opened one of my eyes and saw Edwards' face. "You are able to walk, aren't you?" He asked, putting out a hand.
"Oh no! I think you need to carry me." I muttered mockingly as he held the door open for me. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his sarcastic movements.
As we entered the cool mist like rain, I had to ask him something. "Why can't I go?" I asked raising an eye brow. "Sunny?" I guessed.
"No." He muttered. "Back in the 40s, before we had Alice and Jasper with us, we came across a pack of... werewolves."
I couldn't help but gasp. "I thought w- they killed all of them. The Volturi- After one murdered Marcus' wife in a battle." I muttered, hoping he'd miss the almost slip up.
"We." He said bitterly, completed the word I caught. I ignored that. "They aren't as dangerous as that breed." He assured, shaking his head. "The dogs didn't want us to hurt their people so we created a treaty due to Carlisle's smooth talking. They won't try to pick another fight with us and we can't go onto their land, and… you know the rest. It was rather smart of them though, we could of easily killed them and their people." He said as we got to the car.
"Oh." We were already to his car.
My thoughts quickly went to Carlisle and Esme. "What's Esme going to think of me coming home early?" I asked, my go-lucky charm over.
He grinned. "She'll never know. She's volunteering at the Hospital to help some of the little kids." He said, admiring thick in his voice. "She loves working with kids." He said, almost to himself.
I nodded slightly with a smile in my eyes. "You truly love her." I muttered. A statement.
His voice had a bit of steal in it. "She's practically my real mother, Bree." He said. "I guess I'm drawn to her. I... I can't remember my biological mother well." He said sadly.
I smiled, while closing my eyes. "Your real mom was nice." I complemented. "A very strong and powerful woman. Protective." I said to myself. "One of a Kind."
I was Edward look at me in a particular look in his eye. "Where have I seen that before?" He teased.
I laughed once, glad he didn't take my spying the wrong way.
It was a few minutes till we arrived. "Record time." I said, approving as we pulled down the drive way.
He was frowning as we both walked in. "I don't even know why I agreed to this, I have to go get them in only thirty minutes."
"Bye." I laughed and rolled my eyes while running as fast as I could up to my room.
I felt him right behind me, and when I tried to shut the door, he hand stopped it. Almost breaking it with the force I used. "Shit!" I muttered. I already broke one door within these three months I've been here.
He laughed. "I'm not leaving so soon." He smiled, entering my room. "I haven't been in here for awhile."
I raised an eyebrow. "I would hope not." I smiled, thinking what he may have gone through.
"Thats real interesting." He laughed, but he walked over to my CDs rather then going to the lingerie part of my closet. A smile of relief entered my expression as I materialized behind him. I noticed he had a silver shiny reflecting CD in his hand.
The first song I had burned was a classic romantic 50s song. I burned awhile back while I was bored.
I laughed, breaking the silence with a grin on my lips- of course he went to expect my Music. But, I thought he would like this song. He spun around with a shy smile at me, a wary look in his eye. He obviously didn't notice I was directly behind him.
My smile faded as he took my hand and pulled me slowly to the center of the room. His quiet voice sounded like velvet: "Dance with me." It was so quiet and gentle the opposite of what it normally was. Demanding, but soft: Somehow it made me tickle on the inside.
I shifted my feet as my eyes lit up. "I'm not a very good dancer." I muttered as I laid my hands on his shoulder. "Actually no, I lied. I can dirty dance fairly well." I said.
"You must be so proud." He smiled, closing his eyes as he placed his hands strictly on my hips. He was leading me back and forth, intertwining his fingers with my right hand.
I closed my eyes, shifting my weight to match him. He slowly led me into a circle.
"I've never danced before." I confessed, blinking one eye open before covering my face up with my brunette hair. The strands disrupted the balance of his face.
I could hardly make out his smile as he brushed a few hairs out of my eyes. "Never?" He echoed, some what in disbelief.
I frowned. "Well," I started, thinking of my wording carefully. "Not like this..." I trailed off, watching his reaction closely.
And he had no reaction. I waited about twenty seconds for him to speak again at all: but not the same conversation. "Do you think they will be mad?" His tone rebellious suddenly.
I giggled. "About what?" I was confusing what I wanted him to be talking about and what he was talking about.
He pushed slightly away, though his lips twitched at the corners. "Alice, Emmett, and Rosalie, and Emmett getting wet." He hinted.
I frowned. "It's the Sun they should be worrying about." I joked as I placed my hands back on his shoulders.
I pulled slightly more away to see his face- our dancing stopped completely. His crooked smile was giddy even. I crossed my Arms, pushing our dance to a stop. "What now?" I asked. He was a Distraction I realized.
"Did I say anything?" He asked politely, his smile still halting me. It was like perfection- Like with it, he could get anything in the world. Life's supposed to NOT BE FAIR! I hissed with a pathetic sigh in my head. How come he could get anything he wanted with that look?
I frowned. It was annoying, but cute. I tried not to look at his face- His smile had fell into a frown quickly. As he took my hands and continued our dance. It was an worthless effort; The song was over with when we had touched again. I pouted. Life wasn't fair.
He smiled at that, but his eyes said he agreed.
I shifted from foot to foot, glancing at the small digital clock in the corner of my room; Two o'clock on the dot. A frown persuaded both of our faces as we noticed the time. "You should leave." I muttered, hoping he wouldn't take that in offense: I didn't think that Alice, Jasper, Rosalie or Emmett would fancy getting wet.
I almost grinned at the thought of Rosalie's face: Hair plastered and sticking down to her face, mouth turned down in disgust, and her eyes lit up vividly and furious. I made me want to keep Edward here all to myself, as if I didn't want that anyway.
The tone of his voice made me smile. "Fine." Unenthusiastic and drained.
He deliberated. Partly seeing and liking the picture I had formed in my head, and I hoped he didn't want to leave so soon. He backed away slowly, his twisted smile returning as he never took his eyes off me and reached to open the door.
As he turned to leave I grinned, "Hey not so fast." Spinning him around I leaned forward to kiss him. I waited patiently for him to get the hang of it, and matched my mouth's movements along with his.
Not to brag or anything, but, even though I haven't used my kissing skills in a while, there was no rust to them. I pulled back as I saw the clock blink to two o' one. "Bye." I smiled.
His eyes showed that he was blushing as he nodded swiftly and walk out the door.
It was a matter of seconds when I herd the the door open and close- and the small purrr of the Volvo's engine. I waited till he was a mile or so away before I thought of anything that was coherently correct.
Since when was I interested him in the slightest? I asked myself.
I could almost feel half of my face smirk.
Since I moved here. I realized.
I was getting confused, so I tried to completely stop thinking of it. Though it was impossible. The thoughts kept crawling back into my head like ants going to ice cream melting on the sidewalk.
I grinned. I liked the simile.
Walking fast to the downstairs piano, I started to twist my fingers over the keys. B, C, D, E, F, G... A... perfect tune. I smiled. Less work for me.
I let my hands flow to middle 'C', slipping slightly higher and slower then my normal mood or genre. It was so new to me. I felt like I should be playing happy songs on the piano again- something I hadn't done since my last days as a human. Usually they were- they were dark, depressing, and reflected my new life.
But, Was that me anymore?
Or was this my new scene? With my new family? New Friends?
I stopped playing, my hards in fists on the keys. I hated these confusing thoughts.
But it's impossible to keep myself from thinking, I thought, proving my point with an hiss in my mind. It was so human.
I didn't miss being human as much as the rest of them- especially Rosalie. She'd give up anything- stand in fire for countless days just to be human. She'd even give up any or the whole family. Her Emmett, included.
I wasn't as selfish- I'd give nothing and take nothing. The damage had already been done to me- and I know that the past can't be changed. I wasn't as selfish... or was I? Is the reason that I wouldn't go back to human be because I had a better life now? Because I had a true family. That Alice, and Emmett, even Jane and Felix are my Friends. Could I not give up Edward?
I hissed again. A loud Damn it! entered my head.
I slid off the piano seat and walked over to where my purse was placed: the 'dining' room table. Every time I thought of the placement of the room a little laugh would escape me. I imaged the entire family, me included, sitting down and a lovely bleeding bear placed on a plate.
Digging though my bag to find my cell phone, the screen popped up saying 'one missed call' and a little picture of Jane. I grinned: Something to take my mind off of.
I opened it quickly and pressed the 'call back' button.
She answered on the first ring. "Why haven't you called!" Jane's high pitched voice entered my phone.
"I-I don't know!" I laughed with a squeal.
I did miss them, too. But I wasn't about to leave the Cullens for them. I would never do that.
I fell back on the couch. "What's up!" I asked.
Jane laughed on the other end. "Nothing new."
"Oh." I muttered.
"How are you liking it?" I haven't really told Jane much about them. I haven't called her in weeks.
"It's amazing." I smiled, giving as little detail as possible.
"Who's your favorite!?" She questoined.
"Either Edward or Alice." I said to quickly.
"Really!" She smiled. "I haven't herd you talk about him." I rolled my eyes as she continued. "Do you hate anyone? Hows Carlisle?" Then, I herd a loud Aro in the background screaming, "CARLISLEEEEEEEEEEE HIIIIII!"
I laughed. He was so easily amused unlike his two brothers. "Carlisle is good, and I positively hate Rosalie and Jasper." I smiled.
Jane quickly said, "I can get Felix to beat them up for you."
I smiled at that. "Go for it."
Out conversation continued over the next 20 minutes until I herd my family coming back down the driveway: Emmett bugging Edward about what he did, Alice giggling from the back seat. . Rosalie telling Em to drop it and Jasper saying nothing: No surprise.
"I have to go. They just got home... Bye." I herd the door open in a short time and saw someone with black curly hair in front of me. "Give me the phone!"
"No!" I gasped, grinning and Tossing the phone over to Emmett who was all ready calling "Over here Bree!"
Once caught, he sprinted out the door. Emmett say "Hello?" Into the phone. Please tell me Jane was not still on.
Crap! I thought, running after Emmett into the front lawn in front of the house.
I saw his giant hands grasp my tiny phone; It looked hysterical. "OH! Hiiiiiiii Jane! It's Emmett, Bree can't get to her phone right now. She's got cramps!" I laughed once at his stupidity.
"Emmett you retard! Give me back the fuc-"
"Bree!" Alice said in a high pitched voice behind me: slightly shocked but a grin on her face. "Language!" She said before made one more attempt and succeeded.
"Mine!" I snapped, still laughing at Emmett. Putting the phone on my mouth I said in a quick blur: "Gotta go, call you back later bye!" I bounded back towards the door, muttering a dark "Your never touching my phone again."
As I entered the bright atmosphere of the house again: I saw that Rosalie had taken my spot on the long couch. The remote already in her hand as she pressed though the channels with record speed. A bored look stayed on her face witch reminded me of Marcus. Like him, few surprised entered her world.
Alice then ran past me at full speed: Stopping next to Jasper and planting a small sweet kiss on his lips before he caught her arm and pulled her lightly towards the stairs suggestively. She shrugged him off, going over to her computer. She just smiled with satisfactory and skipped to her current project: Designing Rosalie's new wardrobe. In a matter of seconds she was cutting out patterns with her finger on the touch screen lap top, and picking colors. I wondered how they got the computer to work like that, since most touch screens responded to heat.
Rosalie didn't join her today, though. She was still on the couch flipping though the channels.
Once Emmett had gotten in he smiled at Jasper and went into one of the dressers: Getting eight chess boards... I got curious. As they set the pieces down and saw them start there own game of complicated chess.
I noticed how when Edward got in he looked at that with a little sadness in his eyes. It made me frown and wish I could read minds. I bet his would be fascinating, and could explain the confusing game of chess.
I saw Alice look around the wall at Jasper and give him a wink: Mouthing Emmett's next moves. I could only laugh once at the oblivious Emmett, who had his back towards her. I knew now that I could never face my back to her again.
Jasper kept a smooth unemotional face but blinked twice- I knew it was his signature poker face when he was cheating. Soon, he had cut off Emmett's favorite knight.
I never knew how much I had been missing: What I normally did was sit in my room, alone and cut off from communication from the rest of the house hold. Organizing and perfecting my CDs, checking my phone for messages, cleaning till it was spotless.
I felt someone grab at my hand and I turned to a now happy Edward: He had a small smile on his lips that made the room seem even brighter.
Bipolar! I teased, following him to the beautiful black grand piano.
Curiously, I watched him test the keys, just as I had.
He smiled at me, lifting his hands to start a bridge with a slow, med to low tone, then he made a smooth melody that was almost Jazz like, but older then swing: Some sort of turn of the century tune.
It sounded so pretty: Something that was breathtaking but forceful at the same time.
It stopped suddenly and I herd his laugh enter as a pitch itself, clashing with the softness of the song.
I felt out of the loop and frowned before letting my cunning accurate guesses take me to a few small giggles. I finally figured out the question that I had wanted to know about Rosalie, but didn't want to search for it: She hated me in sake of her own vanity.
He was still laughing to himself as he started again: a toothy grin on his lips.
I turned my head with a smile on my face: Watching her stalk out of the room to the grage. She was angry, but also mortified and embarrassed.
Emmett was now attentive and jumped up. "What's wrong Rose!"
She didn't turn: Just kept a steady pace to the garage to hide under her red BMW. I hoped her feet would crumple up like a stray house from Kansas fell on her.
It was at that time when a herd another sound: A car coming down the drive way. Esme. She was Carlisle's car, so I guessed she was going to pick him up from work herself.
I smiled as Edward started to play again- Breath taking.
She only took a few seconds for her to get in with a smile on her face. "Your playing!" So happy, he'd obviously hadn't played in a long time: Something that Esme hadn't liked.
She was standing behind us when she spoke again. "Does it have a name? It's beautiful."
He shook his head, still lifting the melody higher and slower. A happy, calming sound to it. "Not yet." He replied, steady but glanced over at me.
"What inspired you? It's quite charming." She inquired.
He hesitated for a moment. "She did." I looked down, almost blushing. It felt like I could of. I felt the same as these human feelings taking over me.
I felt Alice walk lightly, scooting next to me. "I like it." She smiled angling her voice to match it, leading it higher.
He smiled, going with it but challenged and went slightly lower and slower till it fell into the last notes. Evening with the beginning.
I smiled faintly. It came to a soft, end on a single key before I herd his foot lift off the piano underneath. It was quiet before he looked up at Esme with a small frown. "Thanks."
I sighed lightly, some unspoken conversation that Alice or I could get a word in.
Alice quickly interjected. She didn't like it either. "I wish you would tell me what Rose was upset about." She muttered.
"I have no Idea." I lied though my teeth, playfully. I looked at her by turning my head slightly. The look on her face was hysterical.
"You won't tell me, will you?" She asked, a knowing tone in her voice. This time her question was directed to Edward.
"Nope." Edward said now.
She frowned, flicking his ear with her finger.
Esme laughed a little in a light voice. "Be nice Alice. He's being a gentleman." Her soft motherly tone in her voice.
"But I want to know!" She whined and I laughed.
He started a new piece I hadn't herd. "Here, Esme."
Then I realized, it was a tribute to Esme and Carlisle's love. I sighed sweetly, shifting a little bit closer to him. With a small smile on my face I turned to watch Esme pretend to dance with the inviable Carlisle.
All was calm for the until the last few notes of the song until Alice gasped: getting lost in the future.
"Jasper!" She said, out of breath. "Peter and Charlotte are coming next week! Lovely how they're going to be in the neighborhood." She muttered, giggling.
I saw Jasper perk up. "Really! That is wonderful news!" He grinned.
I frowned. "The ones that helped Jasper escape?" I questioned, getting a confused look from everyone. Before Edward started to laugh.
"Yes." Alice said, a toothy grin on her mouth, "Oh and Bree. Emmett and I are hunting tomorrow morning. Are you going?"
I smiled. "Yeah, I need to hunt." I had noticed my eyes getting darker and my thirst harder to ignore.
"Were leaving 5'o clock sharp!" She laughed.
This took a while to type :) I don't know when six will be up, but it will probally be by saturday. Hopefully by saturday.