I don't end up meeting any of the other Cullens throughout the day. I don't even have an encounter with Edward, which should really worry me. Instead, I feel relieved.
"How was your classes?" I ask Beau, buckling into my seat.
"Uh, you know how they were." He gives me a look.
"The ones I wasn't in?" I counter, shaking my head.
Beau shrugs as he turns on his blinker. "Fine. Bio was.. Weird."
I stare out at the sea of green, trying to find signs of some sort. I don't have much luck, sadly, and chew on my lip.
"Why?" I ask, not paying much attention. I spot a bookstore, and know I'll head there as soon as possible. Beau isn't the biggest reader, so he won't be interested in it. I freeze. How the fuck did I know that about him?
"I don't know, I just, I got paired with that Edward guy and he was so weird. Like, he acted like I smelled awful and like I was going to blow up or something. He was on edge the entire time." Beau spills out, almost tripping over his words.
I freeze for a different reason. I snap my head to him, searching for a sign that he was joking. Yet, he seems completely serious. Maybe even a little creeped out.
"Did you forget deodorant?"
"Very funny," Beau shakes his head. "He sat on the edge of his chair, at the very edge of the table, wouldn't look at me, and bolted the second the bell rang."
Like he didn't want to be near you. I chew on my lip more, wondering what that means. Do Beau and I have the same blood? Do we both sing to Edward? Do twins share the same blood?
Shit, at least I don't have to worry about Edward going cuckoo for cocoa puffs over my blood.
I spend the rest of the week trying to get acclimated to my new routine within the Twilight saga. I managed to take a short trip to Port Angeles and got quite a few new clothes that went with personal grunge alt aesthetic, and to top it off Charlie payed for it. Maybe his way of trying to say thank you for moving to Forks?
Even with all that, I didn't get to find out if my blood sang to Edward. He didn't come to school at all that week. I had no interest in him being gone, but Beau seemed beside himself with worry. I could see my brother slowly getting obsessed with the idea of Edward Cullen.
Alice Cullen kept staring at Beau, almost as though she didn't realize she was doing it, a crease in her perfect forehead. Beau didn't notice, as he alternated between staring at Edward's empty spot and his lunch tray while Jeremy jabbered on about some movie he was excited to see.
Luckily, it was a Friday, and at last we were able to leave. It also meant I didn't have to do homework right when I got home, something Beau gave me shit for.
"Don't say a word to me when it's Sunday night and you still have yet to do your homework," Beau lightly threatened, as if he wouldn't let me copy his work when that happened. I may have only been in Bella's body for a little over a week, but I knew how things worked. I just didn't want to think too long on how I knew that was how things worked.
So instead, I decided to do the one thing I figured would get my mind off the whole trapped in Twilight with warped storyline thing. I was going to La Push.
Although I hadn't been driving much since the move to Forks, since Beau was essentially my chauffeur to and from school, the truck was sturdy enough that I had no worries about myself if an accident were to occur. I just drove, using my phone as a GPS and a radio, hooking it up to the tape player aux cord. Thankfully, even in this universe, The Neighborhood existed, so I was able to still listen to music that made me feel like me, and not Bella.
The road I took lead me straight to the ocean, a dingy sign proclaiming it as First Beach. I parked the big orange monster in the small worn out parking lot and climbed out, wrapping my arms around my body. Perhaps coming to a beach in the middle of January, wearing an oversized black sweatshirt paired with ripped skinny jeans revealing fishnets underneath wasn't the best idea, more just a spontaneous one. I was really regretting not buying a winter coat.
The ocean took my breath away. I had never seen it during winter, but the Pacific Ocean was simply stunning. It was snowing lighting and was so pretty, watching the snowflakes drift into the waves. The beach wasn't sandy either, which was nice. I wouldn't go home with half the beach in my combat boots. After a bit of searching, I found a piece of driftwood without much ice on it and sat down, just watching the waves roll in.
"D'ya have some sort of a death wish, or are you just crazy?" A voice asked. I whipped my head around to see who it was, adrenaline pumping through my startled veins.
I knew right away it was Jacob Black. He was tall, but not yet werewolf tall, still a good few inches taller than me, and had dark skin, mostly hidden by his winter coat. His long hair was pulled back, and he had a beanie on.
"A little bit of both," I admitted, flexing my numb fingers. I hadn't realized just how cold I was until I saw how warm he must have been, cuddled up in his warm winter jacket and beanie. I shivered.
"You're gonna freeze to death out here," Jacob said. "At least come in the diner and warm up."
I mean, there was a small diner up the road, and it was something to do. I shrugged, might as well. I was quickly finding out that in a small town, there wasn't a whole lot to do, even one inhabited by vampires and werewolves, especially in winter. I stood up stiffly, and Jacob waited for me to walk up to him to start leading the way.
"Is that your truck?" He asked as we passed the truck. I nodded. "Bella?"
"Izzy." I corrected him. I had quickly found that Bella made me feel restricted, and Isabella was a mouthful, so Izzy was just right. "Izzy Swan. Why?"
"I'm Jacob Black. My dad sold that truck to your dad."
"Small world."
"Small town." I chuckled.
"Touche."
It took longer that was resonable to make it to the diner, making me wish we had rode in the truck. Jacob seemed to warm up to me quickly though, once he knew who I was. He mentioned how I used to play with Rachel and Rebecca while he played with Beau. I nodded at that.
The diner was wonderful. It was so warm that Jacob pulled off his winter gear and made a pile on his seat, while I was still attempting to unthaw with my sweatshirt wrapped around my arms.
I ordered a hot apple cider while he got hot chocolate. I looked over the menu, though it was all typical diner food.
"So why did you decide to freeze your ass off on the beach?" He asked while I debated between cheese fries, or broccoli cheese soup. I shrugged.
"I needed to get out of the house." I said. "I was bored. There isn't much to do around here." Jacob laughed.
"Yeah, it's pretty dead," He agreed. "But still no reason to die by ice." I raised a bro wat his somewhat obvious attempt at flirting.
"I wasn't gonna die."
Hot apple cider and cheese fries probably is a gross combination, but Jacob didn't say a word at my choice as he continually stole them from me.
"Hey!" I playfully smacked his hand and he dropped the fry. "Get your own, Jake."
He looked a bit too thrilled at the nickname, but I didn't mind. He continued eating his hamburger and waited until I had my hands wrapped around my cider to steal a fry. I made a noise of contempt, but struggled not to laugh at the pseudo-sneaky look on his face.
"You're childish." I said with a smile so he knew I wasn't completely serious. He grinned back, bits of potato all over his teeth and he knew it.
"Yup!"
I wrinkled my nose.
"Gross!" We broke into a fit of giggles.
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"Beau?" I called. I was on the couch, Geometry homework spread in front of me and headache itching to begin in my brain.
"Bella?" Beau teasingly replied from his kitchen, where he was cooking dinner. Nobody was allowed in the kitchen while he cooked. He proclaimed it to be "his kitchen", and neither Charlie or I complained one bit. We just learned quickly to steer clear of the kitchen whenever possible.
"Can I see how you did number twelve?" I asked bashfully, biting my lip. I just wanted to be done with my homework. Not only was it Sunday night, but Jacob and I had exchanged snapchats- Bella hadn't had one, so I made it myself, and so far only had Jacob, and our lunch table added- and I wanted to continue talking to him. Jacob and I were becoming best friends fast.
Beau tsked a few times. "I told you to do it on Friday!"
"Yes, but we both knew I wasn't going to do it," I grumbled. "Please?"
"It's on my bed."
I shouted my thanks gleefully, and ran up the stairs. While I walked into Beau's room, I opened my snapchat from Jacob. He had sent me three, the first a reply to our conversation, the second a funny candid of his dad, and the third a selfie with his bottom lip sticking out with the caption I miss you :( plastered across the screen. I grinned, then looked around Beau's room.
It was creepily clean, the way that my room in Phoenix was. I mean, Bella's room. Now my room was a bit messy, with a few posters and snapshots across the walls, clothes strewn about the floor, and makeup across my bedside table. His homework was waiting for me in the center of his bed, the math on top.
Before going back downstairs, I took a selfie with the Geometry homework, pouting into the camera. I wrote finishing homework :/ and then hit send to Jacob. Of course, he was in my snapchat as Jakey with the wolf emoji next to it.
I simply copied down Beau's work, changing a few of the answers to make it harder to tell I hadn't done the work myself. Beau was a blessing, letting me always copy his homework. He truly was a great brother.
I hoped the whole Edward thing turned out okay. As long as I could help it, Beau wouldn't be getting wrapped up in the vampire world. It terrified me to think of him following closely behind Bella's path.
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as you can tell, this won't be set during twilights original timeline, simply because I want to incorporate modern technology and social media and such. wont be a huge plot point, just something I needed to address.
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