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Chapter 12: Life Sucks

"James?" I asked warily.

He looked mad.

No. Mad didn't even describe it.

I watched him pace back and forth in the living room before Carlisle stopped him.

"Edward, I know y-." He began.

I heard a small gasp escape from Esme.

"E-Edward! Control your foot!" She yelled, staring down at the floor.

Wow. The floor was dented, an imprint of his foot carved in it.

"DO YOU EXPECT ME TO BE CALM?! THIS HAPPENING TO HER IS ENTIRELY THAT PSYCHO JAMES FAULT!!! AGAIN!" He yelled.

"Edward, please calm down," I mutely whispered.

Jasper laid a hand on Edward's shoulder, causing him to relax completely.

Or so we thought.

"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! THAT MANIAC NEEDS TO BE STOPPED!" He screamed.

I can't take this anymore. It's my fault he's so angry, my fault there's a foot imprint in their floor, and- well, everything that goes wrong seems to be based on me.

I think my panic button just buzzed.

"Uh, um…I got to go…" I stifled, racing out the door.

"Wait!" Edward yelled, but I was already gone.

I ran through the forest, watching the trees swish past me.

I don't want people to get angry about things that have to do with me. I can't stand it!

I lived my life in solitude not only because of my fear of my own species, but fear of myself.

I'm a monster, I don't deserve to be here. I don't deserve to live for eternity, I should be locked up in a cage.

Ha. Funny thought, me in a cage. Would have to be a freakin' strong one.

I decided to sit myself on the top of a rather large pine, watching the sunset. It is so beautiful, so peaceful. ONLY to be interrupted by one of the most annoying creatures on the planet.

"Yes, Edward?" I asked, without altering my position.

"How did you know it was me?" He asked.

"How did you find me?" I shot back.

"Touché." He smirked.

Man, I can just feel that annoying, smug crooked grin boring into my back.

"Wipe that stupid smirk off your face, before I slap you." I snapped.

"Ouch. Hold on, you've known me for a total of 2 hours? And yet you know me so well." He replied.

"If you are too stupid and arrogantly self-centered to understand the double meaning in my words, I'm basically saying LEAVE ME ALONE!" I yelled, swiftly turning to face him.

I ended up bumping into him; he had been standing RIGHT behind me!

"UGH!" I threw my hands up in the air.

"May I ask you a question?" He whispered.

"You just did." I huffed, folding my arms across my chest.

He is SO annoying!

"How do you know me so well, and yet I don't have the first clue about you?" He thoughtfully asked.

"I told you all about my past."

"You are SO oblivious! The past is just that, the past! I mean how you are now! For crying out loud, that was 100 years ago!" He fumed.

"Hmm…maybe the reason you don't know the first thing about me is because I don't want you to now!" I screamed.

I took in his actions as he let out an exasperated sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"See you tomorrow at school. Oh, and I'll be moving in tomorrow." I faked a cheerful voice.

When I was about to jump off the 150-foot tall tree, I thought about something.

"Hey, Edward?"

"Yes?"

"How DID you actually find me?" I asked.

He smirked. "Your scent is easy to distinguish. You have a floral scent, like freesia."

"Bu-Bye."

I had jumped off and rushed through the forest, towards home.

Time to tell Charlie about my new home.

I'm definitely going to miss him, but Renee I can live without.

As I walked up to the door, I heard commotion inside.

"Hey."

"Hello, sweetie! You're late; we were SO worried!" Mom ran up to me.

Ya, I'm a 117 almost indestructible vampire, and my mother STILL worries about me.

I sent a pleading look to Charlie, and let out a sigh.

"Mom, Dad, I have some news."

Well, yesterday was interesting. Mom totally freaked about me leaving home "again". But Charlie seemed happy I was living with some vampires my own age.

I finally came around to thinking about my new living situation. I wonder which room I'm receiving?

Oh well, I'll find that out later.

As I pulled up to the school, I saw a huge, yellow sign plastered on the Office:

"Winter Dance! Remember: It's formal! On December 20th, , from 6:00 P.M. – 9:00."

Ugh, I hate dances. I don't think so.

"Hey Bella!"

What a wonderful way to start out my day.

"Hello, Mike."

"I was wondering if you would like to go to the dance with me?" He asked, hopeful.

No. NO. No. Absolutely, positively NO!

"Mike, I don't do dances. Sorry." I briskly walked away, leaving a disappointed Newton and one other.

Figures, it's Tuesday. I hate Miserable Mondays and Terrible Tuesdays. In face, I hate all days ending in the letter "y".

The one other was laughing at something.

"What's so funny, Cullen?" I barked.

"He immediately stopped laughing and gulped.

I quickly closed the gap between us and coldly stared into his frightened eyes.

"Umm…uh…"

"What is it?" I whispered, breathing into his ear.

He let out a small gasp, and then answered quickly.

"I was just thinking how pathetic Mike Newton is."

"And why is that?"

"I'd rather not mention it. Now back off." His sweet breath fanned over my face, as I returned a gasp.

"O-Okay. See you in Biology." I stuttered, as I turned.

I was just listening to the clicking of my designer heels on the pavement when a warm hand touched my shoulder.

Well, I guess ANYTHING would be warm to me.

I jerked away before the person could feel the inhuman coolness of my skin.

"Bella." Eric let out an ear-to-ear grin, trying to sound convincing.

Eww, His voice is very nasally; it hurts my ears.

"Eric." I plastered my usual fake smile on my face.

I heard a small chuckle escape from Edward as he walked by.

"I was wondering if you'd like to go to the dance with me?" He grinned.

Today is SO not my day.

"Sorry. I don't do dances. Bye." I walked away from him, keeping my eyes locked on my first period class. English.

School got annoying.

Correction: Annoying is an understatement.

Horrific is a much, much more fitting word.

I had probably about 95% of the male population at my school asking me to the dance.

I think several lost their girlfriends.

Other than that, school was uneventful.

But what happened next, I definitely was not expecting,

Nor prepared for.

I began to walk at the snail's pace of a human towards my wonderful car. My baby.

I heard a screech and snapped my head to see a long, blue van coming toward me. Uncontrollably.

Great.

I rolled out of the way, pretending to be in shock.

Tyler Crowley finally got his monster to stop, landing a mere inch from the bumper of my baby.

He quickly jumped out and raced toward me, were everyone was gathering around.

"Are you all right?!" He shrieked.

"Yes, Tyler. But more importantly, is my baby okay?" I asked.

He looked taken aback. "Your baby?"

"Yes, Tyler, my baby. I'm talking about my car that you almost freakin' killed. You know, the one worth millions? Ring a bell?!" I yelled.

"Oh, sorry. I have a queston for you, though." He stated, offering me a hand.

I declined and stood up on my own, flattening my wrinkled clothes.

"Shoot."

"Will you go to the Winter Dance with me?"

Make that 96%.

"No. Sorry, but I don't go to dances." I nearly shrieked, that question and my answer seemed to pop up a lot today.

"Oh, okay." He looked sad.

I watched in horror as people starting running up to me, trying to ask me a ton of questions.

Life sucks and then you die.

If only I could be so lucky.

Hmm...

Is it good?

Rae