Holy crap! I saw the Twilight movie yesterday. You guys just have to see it. I'm seeing it again this weekend with my brother. I promise that Bella will come in SOON!! Please be patient.
As I had anticipated, the day was purely hell. I had it worse than my siblings, because I heard their obscene thoughts. I was shuddering all day. Several times, girls approached me in the halls. When I actually looked at them, they ran back to their friends squealing. Only one or two of them managed to work up the nerve to ask me out. I politely refused, of course. My brothers and sisters were mostly left alone when it was realized that they were together.
All in all, we caused quite a stir at our new school. Every time one of us walked into a room, all the students started to whisper and giggle. The teachers would glare at us resentfully, as if it were our fault. I wanted to tell them all how much I hated the attention, how annoying it was. Some of their fantasies made me gag. I was relieved when the final bell rang, and we were released from our prison.
I was still mulling over the strange encounter with Ella Norris. To my surprise, none of the rest of my family found it that interesting, except Alice. Sometimes, Alice had certain perception about some events. This was one of those times. Right now, she felt this encounter was important. But no one could say how. I thought it had something to do with Sophie Norris, who was absent today. I doubted that Ella was her sister. But why would she lie?
I met up with my family, and we trooped to the main office to return the slips we had been given for every teacher to sign. When we entered the room, the secretary's heart began to flutter nervously. Oh, my, they're absolutely gorgeous! The short one is so adorable! I grinned. That would infuriate Alice.
This brought me to the secretary, Ms. Cope's, attention. She stopped her examination of Emmett, and turned to stare avidly at me. He could be a male model. They all could, especially that blond one. I wish… Oh, wow. Look at that smile. In fact, look at that body, too, while you're at it. I mentally winced, and cleared my throat.
Crap! They must think I'm such creep! Why, as a matter of fact, yes. Think about Allan. You are a married woman. He's too young. Just keep thinking that; too young, too young…. And so on. She checked our slips, staring at us when she thought we didn't notice. As much to interrupt her ogling as to satisfy my curiosity, I asked her, "Ms. Cope, I was wondering what classes Sophie Norris have?" Rosalie snorted in disgust, and turned to leave.
What? What'd he say? And mm-hmm, what a voice! Like velvet.. "What was that, Edward?"
"Sophie Norris. What classes does she have?" Ms. Cope frowned. Sophie Norris? Norris is the name of that family that lives up near the Swan house, but I don't know any Sophie. Ella is a good girl.
"No, I'm sorry, dear. No one named Sophie Norris goes to this school." The rest of my family gazed uneasily a each other. My suspicions were confirmed. "Er, have a nice day! And if you need anything, come see me! Anything at all.. Too young! Her thoughts became a confused muddle, and I made a face as soon as my back was turned.
The car ride home was silent. I wondered about the Sophie girl. Was she some sort of runaway? Was that why she was so secretive and angry? It would explain a lot. When we arrived at the house, we explained to Esme, and later to Carlisle when he came home.
"What should we do about this?" Esme questioned.
"I don't think we should do anything." Rose snapped. "She didn't ask for our help, and it's none of our business any way."
Alice interrupted, "Well, we'll have a chance to try out your theory, because she's coming for a chat." Esme went into a flurry, trying to prepare a dinner that humans would be eating right about now. Rose stalked away, and Emmett gave an apologetic shrug before following his wife upstairs. I knew that both of them would be listening closely, though. My sister was curious in spite of herself.
Just as Alice said, Sophie arrived not a minute after we had finished putting the fake dinner on the table. She knocked twice on the door, and Alice opened it. I noted with new eyes the sweatshirt and dress she always wore. Maybe they were her only clothes. Esme invited her to eat, but Sophie refused. There was a mocking smile playing around her lips.
"So how was high school?" She seemed to taunt us. It looked like she already guessed that we knew she had lied, and was laughing at some joke that only she knew.
"Interesting." I put down my fork, thankful that I didn't actually have to taste the slimy food. I let it slither off the fork. "The secretary, Ms. Cope, told us that she hadn't met you. That you didn't go to Forks High."
Her smile became a wicked grin. "Did she, now? That is interesting."
I didn't feel like playing these mind games. I got to the point. "You lied to us. You said that you went to Forks High School."
She yawned lazily. "I suppose I did now, didn't I?"
Carlisle stood up. "Sophie, Edward met Ella today. She said you were her sister, but we think that she's lying to protect you."
Sophie looked like she was going to burst into laughter. "Is that so? Whatever from, Doctor?"
"We hoped you could tell us, Sophie." My father said gently. "Are you a runaway?"
Sophie's lips trembled, but she pressed then together firmly. "Yes. My name isn't really Sophie Norris. I ran away because my parents died in a car accident, and I had to live with my horrible aunt." Her voice cracked. "Aunt Marissa hates children." She said tragically. "I just couldn't live there. So I ran."
"Really?" Jasper whispered. I should have known that it wouldn't have been that simple, but I believed her, too. We all did.
Sophie's mouth twisted into a sneer. "No." She snorted. "Fools," she stated scornfully, turning to leave.
"Wait," I called, and snatched her arm. "You need to tell us the truth."
Her brown eyes flashed. "I don't need to tell you anything. Mind your own business." She yanked free, and darted into the woods. I ran after her, but I couldn't catch her without using my vampire speed. She soon left me behind. My shoulders sagged with defeat, and I looked around. She had led me to the three graves.