Chapter 11: Abracadabra? No Way!
It had been weeks since Jacob had kissed me but I could still feel that dizzying warmth he left me with. Apparently, his kiss left me so dizzy that he actually had to help me to my feet as we left the room. Rebecca couldn't help but just smile slightly as Jacob supported my limp form back to the Teen Hangout room. Jeez…
Cold water parched my throat as it ran down the neck of the bottle I was drinking. In a pathetic attempt to exercise outside of school, I was rigorously dancing in our guest room to high energy music. Each song I basically made up routines on the fly as I kept up with the music. Typically, I would happily avoided this whole action for an entire week except my P.E. class decided to assign our class exercise logs for Spring Break. Yuck.
Placing my water bottle down, I hit play again on my iPod to start the new song. Caramelldansen, the English version, filled my headphones instantly. And for some odd reason, this picture of an anime who did a quirky dance in their club meetings popped into my mind. Thanks YouTube, for the interesting things one could find…
In mid-sashay, Bobby knocked on the door to get my attention. "Boy," he remarked as he studied my sweaty face, "They really don't believe kids these days when they say they're going to have fun at the beach over Spring Break."
"It's because most would probably go to other countries, abuse substances, and probably sit around doing nothing," I commented as I wiped the sweat away from my face. "So what's up?"
Bobby smiled amusedly before answering, "Funny but Alice wanted to see you right now. She said it was something important." About what? I hadn't interacted with Jasper for about a month and I hadn't seen anything in her vision happening to me lately.
Alice was seated on one of the porch chairs outside the door. She uncrossed her legs and smiled brightly up at me. "Doing your exercise log?" she asked as she studied my appearance, "Edward mentioned that-apparently he thinks he can fake it." I raised my eyebrows slightly and Alice added, "Well because he can move quickly, and you knew that obviously."
"So," I began as I took the seat next to her, "I take it that this isn't just a social call about the logs. What's up?" Alice started fumbling around in her purse and produced a hardbound copy of Twilight. She handed it to me and urged me to open it up. Instead of seeing Bella's statement about her theories on Edward in the Prologue, all I saw were blank pages. Stunned, I continued to flip through the book, seeing nothing but empty space. I looked up at Alice in shock and she handed me two photographs.
"I took these of the text when I left to find a copy of that book you mentioned to Jasper," Alice explained as I flipped through the photographs. Sure enough, there was writing scrawled on the pages of the book. "Once I returned to Washington," Alice continued, "I checked the pages while stopping for gas. The words were starting to fade as if the printer ran out of ink. When I got into Forks, the words were completely obliterated." My breathing slowed at her words. No way. That was completely impossible. There was no way…
"I can guarantee you that I didn't manipulate the book in any way," Alice reassured me, "If that's what you're concerned about." I smiled weakly at her.
"No, I never thought that you did anything to the book, really," I quickly added, "But how does that make sense?" Alice shrugged her shoulders and held her hands up in confusion.
"Even that," she answered slowly, "I cannot understand or explain at all. My theory is you entered Forks and perhaps your burning passion against the book triggered it somehow to come to life. I know that it doesn't make much sense but it's-"
"Plausible?" I finished for her.
"Yes."