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So...you want to here from Bella, huh? Well okay, but I have to warn you that this Bella's not exactly canon. She's got a little more bite but I hope you can show her a little love anyway...
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BPOV
"Okay...we all saw that, right?" I ask hesitantly. There was definitely a man standing there and then he just...disappeared.
More disturbing than his disappearing act though, were his words. As ominous as they sounded it wasn't a warning. They sounded like he was in awe of our presence.
Well buddy, I know exactly how you feel!
We shouldn't be here and we definitely don't belong here, but it's not like we were given a choice. All we did was fall asleep in 2013 and wake up the next day in god knows when.
Edward runs down to where the man was standing, completely ignoring my question. He starts searching the front of the buildings on either side of the road. I love him, I'll admit it, but sometimes he's just so damn weird. Most of the time I find it cute.
Now is not one of those times.
"What are you doing?" I ask, walking over to him.
"I'm looking for the projectors," he says simply. Projectors? Why would he be looking for projectors? It doesn't even look like the town has electricity.
"What projectors?" I ask, keen to hear his crazy explanation. It's one of the things I like about Edward, that I can never predict what he's going to say next.
"That guy was a hologram Bella, I'm sure of it," he says, but I can see the doubt growing in his eyes the longer he searches.
"Maybe he wasn't," I say gentle, placing my hand on his arm. I've noticed that my touch seems to comfort him and since he told me that he has feelings for me too, I've been touching him as much as I can.
Not that kind of touching. We're not ready for that yet and now is definitely not the right setting for anything...intimate.
"If he wasn't a hologram, then what was he?" he asks imploringly.
"I don't know," I say sadly. "A ghost...a spirit maybe?"
"Do you believe that?"
"I didn't believe in time travel a few days ago," I laugh. "I'm pretty sure that anything's possible at this stage!"
"Yeah, I guess you're right," he says lightly but deep down I can see he's still troubled. We lapse into an awkward silence until the others decide to join us.
"Okay, so I've been thinking," Mike begins. I sigh quietly. I can't imagine anything good every comes from Mike thinking. In fact, I doubt that Mike and thinking have ever been used in the same sentence before.
Jessica clears her throat and elbows Mike sharply in the ribs.
"We've been thinking, I mean," he corrects. Well thank god he wasn't working alone. "We should leave town now."
"No way man," Tyler objects. "We never agreed to that."
"Well what do you want to do then? Mike asks heatedly. "Wait for that...thing to come back? He doesn't want us here, he said so himself."
"No he didn't," I interrupt. "He said we shouldn't be here, not that he didn't want us here. There's a difference."
"So what? You want to stay here?" Mike sneers. He's such an arrogant ass. He always talks down to women and if Jessica wasn't such a bitch, I'd probably feel sorry for the way he treats her.
"Yeah we do," Edward says, coming to my defense like a geeky knight in shining armour. "That...uh...guy obviously knows more about what's going on than we do, so if we stay here then maybe he'll come back and we can get some answers."
The others nod in agreement as Mike angrily stomps over to the nearest building and kicking it with his foot before plopping himself down on the sidewalk. As always, Jessica obediently follows.
Good dog.
"Thank you," I whisper to Edward.
"For what?" he asks, confused.
"For taking my side against Mike," I smile shyly.
"Oh Bella," he smiles lovingly back at me, taking my hand in his. "I will always take your side."
I take it back.
This is the perfect setting for something...intimate.
