Timeline: Cassandra has lived with the Cullen for about 3 months. She's 16 and goes in the class under Alice, Edward and Bella.
It started out as a normal day. Cassandra woke up cranky, nothing anyone did was good enough for her. The pancakes were either to thick or to thin, her favorite sweater was in the dryer and her hair was constantly in her face. Enough said, she wasn't having a good day.
As she sat by the door, waiting for Rosalie to finish getting her hair just right and Alice to pick out clothes for Bella, she was complaining, her mood not changing one bit.
-"Just pick the jeans she wore yesterday and some t-shirt with that," she yelled.
Alice yelled back happily, not at all disturbed by Cassandra's whiny tone.
-"If Bella would just deal with the fact that I'm picking a dress for her to wear, we would be done."
All of the boys and Esme could see the transformation in Cassandra's face. Her entire face fell when she realized the backround to the problem. First came disbelief, then shock, then loathing and then rage.
-"She's a roller-coster today," Emmett whispered to the others. Edward nodded.
-"Her thoughts aren't much better." He had slowly gotten used to Cassandra not liking his wife. He never picked up a fight about it anymore. It just wasn't worth it. Cassandra wouldn't change her stoneset opinion about Bella. The opinion was a simple "whiny-ass headache-causing women"-statement.
Jasper looked at Edward;
-"Well how do you think she's feeling?" he replied sarcastically. "Is she PMS:ing?" The last question was for Esme. She shrugged.
-"I don't know, she doesn't talk to me about such things." She looked at Edward. "Do you know anything?" He shook his head.
-"She never thinks about it and she never talks to Bella about it. Actually, I don't think she talks to anyone about it." He looked at Jasper. "I would have thought she would have talked to Alice about that." Jasper looked away and put an end to the conversation with three words that filled the others with guilt:
-"I wouldn't know."
Lately, Alice and Jasper had grown distant to each other. They rarely talked during the day and Jasper often went away at night, not being able to could stand Cassandra's smell in the house.
All of them instantly looked at Cassandra when she suddenly screamed load as hell.
-"Just put on the good damn fucking dress on her and get down here. I am not going to be late for school because of Bella."
The two girls appeared at the top of the stairs. Bella wearing a dress and Alice having her most bright smile.
"Let a little sun into your heart," Alice sung in a beautiful voice. The song was currently playing all over the radio and Cassandra had started to strongly dislike it. "Why don't you be a little smart, and let sunshine into your heart."
-"Shut up," she muttered half heartedly, as if she didn't really care. Alice stopped singing and Jasper got a smug emotion coming from Cassandra. She knew how to stop Alice. You just had to be firm and determind. Then her emotions changed to slightly disgusted at the sight of Edward kissing Bella's forehead, whispering reassuringly that she looked beautiful.
-"Rosalie," Emmett called a little loader then needed out of habit. "Are you coming soon? We are running a little late."
Just as Rosalie was going to answer, probably with a "in a moment pumpkin" or something else a love-struck teenager would have said, Cassandra answered insteed:
-"Let her, we still have a few minutes." She then looked away as if she stood up for Rosalie everyday.
-"How can you let Rosalie be the reason for us to be late, but not letting Bella be it. Both the reasons are just as superficial, sorry Rose, and just as stupid, sorry Bella."
Bella waved it of and commented:
-"It's OK," while Rosalie called from upstairs:
-"I am not superficial!"
-"No Rose, your not," Cassandra agreed. "but your action was. As for your question Jasper, it's different." She had picked up her phone and was now playing with it. Jasper burrowed his eyebrows and asked;
-"Why? Why is it different?" Cassandra looked at him like it was obvious.
-"I like Rose," she explained before she looked down at her phone again. Jasper was just about to ask something else when Alice gave him a cautious glance. He changed his mind wich made Cassandra make a sound as if she had a whip. Emmett laughed but stopped when Rosalie appeared at the top of the stairs as well. She was as always breathtaking.
-"Do I look all right?" She asked, looking for attention.
Alice and Cassandra both sung at the same time: "You look wonderful tonight."
Rosalie smiled at them politely:
-"You planned that, didn't you?"
Alice laughed and they both nodded.
-"It's true though R," Cassandra said kindly, "you look amazing."
Rosalie turned to Emmett;
-"Do I really?" Emmett just looked at her in awe.
Cassandra laughed quietly.
-"He is in loss for words. Now let's go. Rosalie, do you mind if I ride in your car?"
Rosalie elegantly walked down the stairs.
-"Do I ever?" she asked rhetorically.
Cassandra's pain shot through Jasper, but he pretended for her sake that he didn't feel it.
-"No," she answered very quietly. "But next year you will."
Rosalie exchanged a look with Edward, what did she mean? Next year Rosalie would pretend to go to collage, so Rosalie wouldn't be able to drive her to school. Edward looked just as confused as Rosalie. They both desided to drop it and walked out to the garage with everyone else behind them.
Since they were 7 people going to school, they had to go in two cars. Edward's silver Volvo(the same one he used 30 years ago when he first met Bella) was chosen to avoid attention, but Rosalie had insisted on them using her car as well. So that made up 7 spaces totally, but that still wasn't good. Cassandra had pointed out that it is possible for someone of Alice's size to sit behind Rosalie's seat, wich made Alice exited to try. They had then found that it was possible for anyone of the girls(save Rosalie, her long legs couldn't really fit) to could sit behind there.
Cassandra had then named that place her seat, and for all causes banned everyone else from using it, with a special look at Emmett and Rosalie. They had giggled, causing Cassandra to mop the entire inside of that car.
-"Ugh," Rosalie spoke, "it still smell like acetone in here. Are you sure you didn't use that?"
-"Positive," she said without looking up from her phone, making it impossible to tell if she lied.
Just as Bella was going to sit in the front seat of his Edward's car, Cassandra's emotions turn from bored to smug. Jasper quickly looked up from the door he was holding for Alice and looked at Bella.
-"I wouldn't sit there if I were you Bella," he said. "I think Cassandra has done something there."
-"I haven't done anything," she said appalled, "but it doesn't stop other people from being guilty of doing something there."
Emmett laughed out load. The volume of the laugh was increased by the stone wall in the garage. Cassandra put her hands infront of her ears.
-"Shut up!" she screamed. With a little more collected voice she continued, "We are late," she gave Emmett and Rosalie a glance clearly stating for them to get in the car, wich they of coarse did. Cassandra has the ability to could do that to people. She gives an order, you fallow. "I am two notes about bad behavior away from being suspended for the rest of the semester. I need to be on time."
Everybody jumped into their cars and they drove of.
Later during lunch, Cassandra walked into the cafeteria with a note in her hand. She made her way to their usual table and sat down. Alice jumped up, full of joy.
-"What would you like to eat today?" She nearly jumped up and down in exitment.
She loved to get food for Cassandra. It made her feel more human and she always got overboard, giving Cassandra more then she wanted to eat.
Cassandra looked down at her stomach.
-"Well..." she trailed of, then looked up at Alice. "One big glass of milk, two sandwiches with everything on it, three glasses of mangojuice and four pancakes with five spoons of sugar. Then I want six forks and one knife." Alice began to walk away. "Wait!" Alice stopped and turned around, "two, maybe three bananas as well." Alice skipped away. "Thank you," Cassandra yelled after her.
Jasper, who sat on the oposite side of the table, looked at her with a pondering expression:
-"One, two, three, four, five, six, one and then either two or three?" Cassandra nodded.
-"I can't give you the entire number combination," she explained.
-"To what?" Bella asked carefully, not wanting to wake the lion, so to speak.
-"To Edward's safe." Edward turned abruptly and looked at Cassandra.
-"What? How could you-? How did you-? How?"
-"It was easy. If you would have made a code, you would think you would have used something important, like Nessies's birthday or your wedding day or something else totally unimportant to everyone else but Alice, who needs to know those dates because she needs a reason to shop, but you are smart," she faked a smile, "well, not as smart as some others, Jasper for instance, but smart enough to choose something else entirely. So I can say that you are smart, but you are a horrible strategist. Ranking your favorite keys on your piano, then choose your favorite composition, Bella's lullaby, and making the number combination match the beginning of it, is not very good. Far to easy to figure out. You better do a better job next time," Cassandra made a pause to accept the tray Alice was giving her. "Oh," she said and looked up, "please don't choose Nessie's birthday as the next one, it is far to boring."
The entire table was rendered speechless, until Emmett turned to Edward.
-"Dude, why the hell do you rank your favorite piano-keys? That's taking it to far." Cassandra nodded and said with food in her mouth:
-"I think so to!"
A little while later, when the entire cafeteria was crowded and people was sitting very much to close to the Cullen/Hale table for Jasper's liking, Cassandra cleared her throat and asked Emmett:
-"Could you like, shout or something? I need some attention from everybody in here."
Emmett looked doubtingly at her.
-"Is that so smart? You aren't going to start picking up a fight with someone, are you?"
-"No, no. Nothing like that. You are actually going to like this, trust me!"
Emmett thought for a second.
-"All right. What do you need me to do?"
-"I'm gonna stand up on the table, then you yell something!"
Emmett smiled broadly.
-"I'm liking this all ready!"
Cassandra stood up on the table, causing Rosalie to say:
-"What the-," before Edward interrupted her:
-"Language!"
Emmett started shouting:
-"Ey, you, listen up, Cassandra got something to say."
The entire cafeteria slowly stopped talking and turned to look at the table. Bella tried to make herself smaller while Rosalie look like it was her the fuss was all about. Cassandra let the quiet sink completely before she started talking:
-"Ok, as you all know, finals coming up." Emmett stopped smiling.
-"What are you talking about? I thought it was gonna be funny!" But Cassandra ignored him and started talking again.
-"But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about. I wanted to talk about what is coming after that! After that comes summer, then comes next year. And that, is what I wanna talk about. Top illustrate this best, I have written a poem."
18 years ago a boy was born
and he lied under a cover that was very torn
but he lifted it up with arms so strong
but as he stood there, something was wrong
he had lifted the cover, now he shook it
'til a girl came and took it
the girl, she wasn't sweet
and neither small or petite
The girl, so beautiful
was in fact, so very hateful
but with time, patience and a lot of courage
they are now of to collage
and I finally get to sleep
and I don't have hear a pip
of what goes on behind their doors
but I can imagine, that their neighbors ears will be sore
'cause after the first time, they always want more
Insteed of doing it in bars
they choose to do it in cars
why oh why is it that I live above
the place where they choose to make love
and sometimes you are filled with that feeling of doom
when you go up to your room
and find something small and red
I pray to god they didn't do it in my bed
When you are just about to pass out
and you start to hear their shout
"god" here and "yes" there
how is it possible that they don't break a tire?
And when they go away "wrestling"
you know they are up to something
so you don't alert the media
when they start PDA
Neither are afraid of a rejection
when they start showing their affection
in the house we have gotten use to it
so it doesn't surprise us when Emmett starts to talk about his ....
but sometimes we are forced to stand our ground
when the sound
is over the limit
and all you wanna do is vomit
But how is it possible that they are loved
the most when they are shoved
into a closet with a lock
or when they mock
all the others
how is it possible that they always have their brothers
It might be hard to understand
but Emmett is not a retard
he couldn't be sweeter
he helps out with a sweeper
when you spilled something
he says "it's nothing"
he's really good at sports
he helps out with your choirs
Rosalie is the queen at home
and she put us all to shame
when she fix the cars
and know all about the worlds wars
she beats you at chess
and never makes a mess
Yes, of to collage soon they go
these amazing two
who makes my day when I am sad
but enough of their sex-life, I have had
so both of you must go, go, go
or I swear to god I'll shoot you
The entire cafeteria was quiet, some people were still staring at Cassandra while most people looked like they had no idea what to do now. They wondered if she expected applause, but nobody wanted to go first. Slowly people started looking at the rest of the people around the Cullen/Hale table.
Bella was still hiding the best that she could, Alice was smiling slightly, Edward was fighting his urge to run around the table and get Bella out of there, Rosalie was looking out in space, remembering all the times she and Emmett had sex in the car, Jasper saw the humor in the situation and would have been smiling if it weren't for the fact that he was clenching his teeth to prevent himself from springing at Cassandra.
That's when Emmett started laughing his booming laugh. The tension that had built in the cafeteria burst like a bubble and people let out the breath they didn't know they were holding. Cassandra jumped down from the table with a satisfied grin.
-"Mission accomplished," she said in Emmett's ear.
She walked out of the cafeteria and towards the next classroom. She had truly accomplished what she wanted, she had gotten Jasper to forget about his bloodlust for a second while she spoke. That really was her goal. Everytime Jasper had a particularly bad day, like he had had today, she always tried to do something to create a little distraction.
A bonus was that she made Emmett laugh. She and Emmett got along pretty good and Cassandra was sorry he was leaving soon to pretend to go to collage. The past months that she had spent at the Cullen house had been made more endurable by Emmett's constant jokes.
Cassandra gave up a hugh sigh as she sat down next to the door to the next classroom. Why the hell did Jasper matter that much to her?
