An Impossible Reality
Chapter 3- The Cullen's
Disclaimer- I unfortunately, after much therapy and depression I have understood that I don't and won't own twilight or the sage so I can love instead. (My story though!)
Alix POV
I have never been one that is easy to dazzle. It was always so easy to just walk on through, ignoring what came at me when it did. But these, these, angels gracing this hallowed hall had thrown away my norm, replacing it with total and utter awe. They were beautiful. They were coupled up according to Jessica but one was not. He was a stud were her words, I would be the judge of that.
The first two were the perfect couple of high school students. The guy had the built of the star quarter back and some kind of skin head hair cut, but with enough hair for it to be classed as a hair-cut. He went by Emmett Cullen. The girl had a cheerleader's body (but Jess said they don't do extracurricular activities) and she was named Rosalie, she was the vision of beauty. She had blonde hair, curves in all the right places and a classic beauty mark above the right side of her lip. Her arm was linked into Emmett's and she was looking at him with eyes I haven't used since Jared.
The next couple was one of a small, pixie like girl, with hair to match, her name was Alice. Her hair was a dark brown hair colour, with a flicky hair style. The guy's hair made me instantly think of Einstein, he looked like a mad scientist and was all tense, even with his girlfriend on his arm. His name was Jasper. When Alice and Jasper walked past me he twirled her holding their shared plate of food effortlessly in the other. No shake of balance, no look of caring whether he would drop it or not.
Then there was this 'stud' jess told me about. He walked on his own, looking like the brooding type. He had windswept bronze locks, pushed behind with one hand, staying perfectly in place. His lips were perfect, his skin a granite white colour. But one thing in particular stood out about him, it was his smile. It seemed to erupt onto his face when Jessica spoke of him "But nobody is good enough for him, so, don't waste your time." I believe she may have had an unpleasant experience with him, which seems impossible to not enjoy his company, but things are not always what they seem right?
We had one more lesson left, it was biology. I had done this course before, so in a desperate hope of trying to look smart I took it again. I even enjoyed it back home; hopefully school here isn't too difficult. Mike walked me to class since he shared the same one with me. He felt like a lost puppy to me, always at your heels like he had decided you were his momma. "Hey Mr. Banner? New girl alert!" he called to the teacher, his whole body spinning on his heel to face me.
"Why hello... Alix. Let me sign that slip of yours and you can take a seat next to Mr. Cullen." He smiled, I met him halfway between the two blocks of seats, and my seat was on the left. I was stood in front of the fan, it was cold but with my jacket blocking it I didn't feel the breeze as much. But standing here wasn't what was bothering me; it was the look on Edwards face when I did so. He tensed up, covering his mouth like I smelt. I had a shower last night; I remember that night down to the final atom. I was almost killed by something. I am not sure what it was but if my dream was right it was vampires. But before I could finish my inward rant Mr. Banner was waving my slip in front of my face.
I zoned back in and sighed as I plonked myself on the stool, I turned my face to look at Edward and he was as far as the desk would allow. I smiled in a sad attempt to get him to move his hand and reveal that smile I found exquisite and intriguing. I was denied that access. He just blinked at me but never looked away. Even though I had taken this subject before I still wanted to listen, in case something I got wrong I could correct this year.
His eyes were still glaring into my back, it almost burned, I pulled my hair from slipping down my back to cover my face like a sheet. I almost wanted him to pull it back but it wouldn't happen, he thought I stunk, he really mustn't like strawberries.
The Bella signalled and he shot up, two seconds with a little give and take before the bell rang. I was shocked by how much he wanted to get away. I lifted a strand of hair and sniffed it subtly before mike appeared next to me. "Hey, what did you do to Cullen?" he asked, I shrugged and pushed all my books into my bag. "Let me get that," he offered, I nodded and he winced a little hoping I wouldn't notice.
"Mike, I have weird question for you and answer honestly. Do I smell bad?" I asked leaning my neck into his nose a little and he shook his head, grinning widely at the fact that he was so close to me. "It's just... oh never mind thanks anyway." I sighed and grabbed my book bag from his extended arm. I put on the song I wrote and produced with my cousin. 'I'm still the same' I called it. When my first boyfriend broke up with me I was devastated and we still talk, and I am glad he ended it. I wouldn't have I thought I could love him but not a chance now. He smokes, he drinks and he sleeps with girls left right and centre, I am glad he got me out of there while I still could.
I slammed the car door once I was inside and sat there livid with rage, why would he do that to me? I haven't done a thing to him; all I did was sit next to him. Just trying to mess with me, what an arse hole!
I drove past him and glared, I was so upset I couldn't think. I was waiting for laughter, but he seemed really angry. The drive felt quicker than usual, I think I was just itching to grab my guitar and vent my feelings. I wrote when my mum and dad split, when the guy who will go unnamed dumped me and when my ex best friend Kerrianne hurt my whole group I vented. I called the song, 'messing with my mind' and continued to scream into pillows. I heard a chuckle and my head shot up from my pillow I was burying my face in. I saw Jake. I smiled and placed the pillow back into place on my bed.
"Having fun?" he smiled and I shook my head. He noticed my pad and paper, full of my scrawl I call handwriting, his eyebrow was raised and he shot for the pad. I grabbed it and tossed it in my wardrobe. "Please?" he tried to put for me and it went wrong, I just burst into hysterics.
"No way! Only I read my songs!" as if his eyebrows weren't raised enough they shot even higher, crap he didn't know I write songs, nor that I sung either and he wasn't going to.
"Songs?" I did a face palm and his arm was around me. "It is okay, I won't laugh." I still shook my head. "So what happened to make you so angry?" His hand slid around mine, pressing me into his side.
"Edward Cullen!" I cursed, his name rolled off of my tongue so easily. Jacob stiffened and started to shake a little. "Jake? Chillax no need to be so mad, he is just messing with my head. I smell okay right?" I asked, moving closer to him so he could sniff my hair. He sighed with happiness and then it was confirmed, Edward was a BLEEP, I can't stand him, but I want to.
Jacob POV
I chuckled at her tantrum. She was so cute when she did this, I hadn't seen it before but it just made me like her even more. She didn't like me back and I shouldn't get involved anyway. She isn't my imprint, I would know otherwise, and she would too. Her head shot up from the pillow she was screaming into, smiled and put the pillow back in place. "Having fun?" I retorted and she shook her head.
I looked beside her to notice a writing pad, full of her handwriting, difficult to read myself but I would ask her to read it to me if she would. And the way her eyes shot open that would be a no to that thought, so action must be taken. I ran for the pad and she grabbed it quicker, she tossed it into her closet. "Please?" I tried to pout, never my strong point and when I think about this later in wolf form, Embry and Quil will NEVER let me hear the end of it.
"No way! Only I read my songs!" songs? She writes songs? Wait does that mean she sings to? Oh my god, why can't she be my imprint she is perfect! My eyebrows shot higher as she said it, she has me hooked, if anything I hope I never meet my imprint I want her.
"Songs?" I asked and she threw her face into her palm. She doesn't want to talk about it does she? I can step around it till I can get a hold of that book, I want to know how she feels when she feels it, and I care so much so fast, it isn't fair on either of us; I care more about her than she will ever know. "So what happened to make you so angry?" I asked, putting my arm around her.
"Edward Cullen!" she spat, I began to shake, oh my god what has that low life leech done to my Alix, if he has laid one hand on her pretty little head I will rip his head off, treaty or no treaty. "Jake? Chillax no need to be so mad, he is just messing with my head. I smell okay right?" she asked, leaning her head on my shoulder, I assumed I was meant to sniff her. I leant down and inhaled her magnificent scent, it was strawberries, and I love strawberries. I sighed a happy sigh and smiled then she got mad all of a sudden, did he say she smelt bad. I need to talk to those leeches.
"I have to get back, just wanted to see how your first day went. Later." I sighed again and walked out to the rabbit. I wasn't supposed to be driving I wouldn't be sixteen for a year and a bit but Billy didn't care, someone needed to drive so I volunteered, Sam had a life of his own to be worrying about an old member of the pack getting from A-Z easily when I could take him so easily.
I entered the house and ran to the phone. 555- 0891 was their number, I knew it for announcement of the treaty being broken but if we needed to call for any reason it was common courtesy to know each other's. "Hello?" I heard the head leech ask.
"It is Jacob Black, where is that Edward?" I hissed, he went silent, I heard sobbing from the background. Carlisle cleared his throat before answering my question.
"He is gone." He said simply, sobbing a little before composing himself, it mustn't have been something they wanted to happen.
"Well where did he go?!" rage was flooding through my speech. I shouldn't be so impolite but when the heart is involved we cannot control our emotions as well. We just want to protect and avenge the pain of the holders of our hearts, even if they didn't give you theirs in return.
"Alice wants to speak to you." He cried, before I heard the phone rattle with the exchange, I heard her throat clear before she told me what she wanted to say.
"Don't do it Jacob. He has left for Alaska, but leave him be. He can't be around Alix. He didn't want to bite her." She sighed. I was left astounded. What do you say to that? But then again this must be an amazing thing, no mind reader around here, one less vamp to worry about breaking the treaty and one less guy to steer my true loves affection. Wait a minute! I was jealous of a vampire! A bloodsucker, a leech, a parasite, a total and utter waste of space. "I may not be able to see you but I can hear you, your voice involuntarily voices your thoughts, once we told you, you would have skipped off to Alaska and started the fight that would break the treaty we have worked so hard to uphold. It's for the people more than you!" she spat, she hated me and my kind but the fact that it had left Alix, made me elated.
"Okay then, sorry to bother you." I cheered, I heard a scoff in the background from another vampire and I hung up the phone. "Yes!" I laughed, before turning back to my dad.
"What's wrong son?" Billy asked whilst examining my huge grin, he was worried because of part of the conversation. "Jacob Ephraim Black! I demand an explanation!"
"No biggy dad! Edward Cullen has skipped off to Alaska! He's gone!" I laughed doing a little cabbage patching before I looked at Billy's mixed emotional face. He was happy, like I was, yet he was sad, unlike me. "Dad what's wrong? This is amazing news, one less vamp to worry about!" he shook his head at me, wheeled over and placed his chunky hand on my shoulder, as best he could anyway.
"Do you not have morals? If I went missing, Carlisle would help you look, whether you wanted his help or not. Be nice to them!" he scolded. My father, son of the famous alpha that formed this treaty, is telling me to be nice to a coven of vampires. Impossible, they may feel human but that doesn't make them human. Okay so I am not technically but minus the shape shifting I am.
I nodded, to make him happy and then went out for a run. I loved being a wolf, I felt free. I ran into the bushes and phased. I heard the thoughts of Sam, Embry and Quil. They thought to me that Paul was out running the parameter for any signs of danger. We do this on a daily basis, especially since there have been rumours of some nomad's coming onto our land.
You tried to pout? Embry thought to me, Quil laughing uncontrollably in his mind. Even in wolf form he was literally ROFL-ing. I rolled my eyes and even Sam barked a little at my vision. He composed himself and barked the command for Quil to get his act together. This was going to be a looooong night.
Alix POV
After Jake left I was calm. He managed to chill me out, not a lot of people can do that easily, but today I have come to the realisation that my life isn't the same anymore, I am being dazzled and chilled out, this isn't right! I left my mind to wander and before I knew it the dream came back. I had fallen asleep.
I got a little further this time, I heard the others complain saying things such as "Laurent, why do you get to do it!?" and "we should all do it!" James, Victoria and Laurent. Those were my potential attackers and I would never know it, I had been saved. But now I wish I hadn't covered my face. I want to know my saviour, even if they were one of them, and they were only fighting over my blood. A vampire existing was deemed impossible for me at a very early age, so the thought never crossed my mind until it all added up. They were fast, strong and wanted to drink my blood. I wish they would get it over and done with, I am so sick and tired of dreading Edward covering his nose tomorrow in biology. It is too painful to have someone that beautiful to be repulsed by you.
I shot up and wrote down my dream. Word for word, the sights, the smells, the sounds. I could NEVER forget this dream; this was what I could use to keep my mind open, dreaming my dreams are only half the battle. If I wanted to remember this then writing must be done, with my best English skills, and my best pen and paper, this was the highlight of my life so far, and it must be documented.
I pushed the book to the back of my wardrobe, in my secret cubby hole. It held photo's of people I had loved and missed, the ones that I could take my anger out on, things I had been given that brought back memories I may want in future life, but at the moment were wanted forgotten. I sighed and changed into my poodle pyjamas. I was in a comfy night mood.
My life was going to change drastically, whether I like it or not so I may as well just say bring it on. My future is inevitable.
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