Thank you Dorme99 for catching my mistake you deserve this chapter. The more you catch my mistakes and review, The more I want to write.
I'm not going to throw lemons, and violence in here right away. I'm working my way up to it.
No complaining. Kthankss.
Twilight's world, I just play in it.
Chapter Three
One look at him and my heart melted inside my chest. I felt my hear beat flutter rapidly out of control as I looked down at my sloppily done toe nails. He was a god in human form. His jaw was square but it had a roundness to it. He boyish features fit perfectly with his posture. His bronze hair swayed in the wind before the storm came.
My body felt like it was nearly floating, being picked up by the wind. "Bella, You really shouldn't stare at the floor like that your going to hurt your neck." Jessica nudged me in the ribs and I automatically looked up at her. Edward still stood there leaning against the car door. Staring at me like I visually stared at him in my mind. Memorizing every detail.
I looked up at him again. A gust of wind took my hair and half my body, pushing me towards him. Edwards eyes turned black and turned around. It felt like hours that I stood here, but it couldn't have been more than a few minutes. Mike was on the other side of the car debating on who was catching a ride with him or not.
"Edward, Where you heading?" Mike called over to Edward as he stalked quickly past him.
"I'll take my own car, catch you at the place later on." Edward yelled back, turning around putting his keys in the door of a shiny silver Volvo. As much as I didn't want to think about it. I knew he walked away because of me. I just didn't know why.
"Alright, Bella, Are you ready to head out?" Mike said as he unlocked the passenger door for me. "That was brutal. You have a car and everyone who knows your name wants to suck up to you and catch a ride to lunch." I smiled at him like I knew what he was talking about. The seats were almost too comfortable, the lack of sleep from last night, and the sound of the car engine had me fighting sleep the whole way to our destination, which I still had no clue where we were going.
Through the twist and turns in the road, we finally ended up in a neighborhood. We pulled up to a gate where Mike had to put in a code and drove through. I felt more alert than ever. Looking out at the huge houses, and the cars that went with it.
"For someone who is so rude in the morning, you have nothing to say now in a car full of strangers somewhere totally foreign to you?" He laughed as I looked at him.
"This place is beautiful, what is it?" I asked now curious.
"It's where me and a few other guys live. Edwards parents leased the house to us, and now we have it to throw some awesome parties." He flipped his blond hair out of his eyes and pulled into a drive way full of cars.
"How many of 'you guys' live here?" His laugh sent shivers down my spine.
"Basically half of the senior football team, and what ever girl they drag home for the night." it took a few seconds for his words to set it. "I hope your not opposed to going back to school today. I though it would be funner here."
"Nope, Definitely not opposed," I said as I got out of the car. I was already tired and I needed a break from school anyways. "I just gotta make a call first to my ride." My Jacob.
"That could wait till later Bella, come on. I'll show you around the house" Jessica said as she got out of the back seat of the car. Mike was holding her waist tightly as she strode over to my side in just a few short steps. She wiggled out of Mike's grasp, taking my hand and walking me to the huge double door. The house was a white brick color, with huge windows about. It looked like a modern colonial remake. Something you would only read about in books. The land scape was kept perfect, and behind the house you can hear the ocean smacking against the jetty. The porch wrapped around the whole front of the house, and in the corner there was a swinging bench held up from the second floor ceiling. Not only was it peaceful here, but the beauty of it took my breathe away. I was more than shocked that a bunch of guys were able to keep a house like this, Especially after Mike mentioned parties.
The foyer of the house was simple yet elegant. Two curved stair cases connected to either side of the the wall, with a fountain directly in the center.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Jessica whispered in my ear as she brought me inside.
"Yea, I'd say. How do they keep a house like this?" I asked her.
"Well Edwards mom, Esme, is an interior designer, and his sisters, Alice and Rosalie, help. Basically if they don't keep the house clean than everyone moves in with their parents again."
"That would explain it. Edward lives here also?" My curiosity got the best of me. I knew I was turning bright red as I spoke his name.
"Oh. So you like Edward? Everyone likes him at first so don't worry. I have never seen him with any girls except his sisters." She said coolly. "Trust me. No one here is his type. At least you like him. That means Mike won't come after you like the love obsessed puppy he is."
"But you and mike are a thing, right?" I wanted to change the subject and I was sure this would work.
For the next half of the tour all she did was talk about Mike, although he wasn't the guy I wanted to hear about, at least it kept her cheerful. I liked Jessica believe it or not. She was really easy to talk to, and she had a friendly vibe to her that I haven't felt since I have been here.
The tour lasted too long. The house was bigger than the school we all went to, no wonder how the kept skinny and fit. They all had a house like this to run around in. The kitchen looked almost professional. A huge island sat in the middle with four high top chairs pulled up to it. It over looked the living room, which laid a black wrap around couch and a large flat screen TV mounted on the wall over the game conceals. The down stair bathroom was bigger than my bedroom, and what was supposed to be the dining room was transformed into a computer room, and or office depending on the way you look at it. She took me up the first flight of stairs pointing to bedroom doors and naming names. The only one's I payed attention to were Edwards and Mikes.
"Of course if you ever here, you can almost always find me in Mikes room. I practically live here on weekends." Jessica said as we went back down stairs to sit at the kitchen island.
"So, who were the two in the backseat with you while we were on our way here?" I tried to spark up a new conversation so I would stop hearing Mike's name.
"Oh, that was Angela and Eric. Eric is Angela's little toy as she would like to call it, but she knows she is in too deep for it just to be a playing relationship. Eric pretends not to like her, but he's in love with her too. So I guess two wrongs do make it right sometimes."
"Playing?" I hesitated to ask, but I have never heard of a playing relationship before.
"Oh my goodness. I'm so sorry Bella. I totally forgot you were only fifteen, and here I am talking about boys and sex with you." As soon as she told her apology I automatically knew what type of relationship Eric and Angela were having.
"She's not that innocent, Jess." Mike voice echoed as he walked from behind us, I'm assuming from the computer room, and going straight for the fridge.
"Micheal, She's only fifteen!" She nearly screeched at him.
"Jessica, you out of all people shouldn't be talking about innocence at fifteen." She laughed at herself, and he eyes were glued onto mike, as his eyes were glued on to me.
"So, Do you guys wanna go swimming?" Mike asked never losing eye contact with me.
"Yeah!" Jessica exclaimed loudly as I shook my head "Come on Bella. We have tons of suits here, and the pool is heated."
She pulled me in quickly. Jessica grabbed my hand, leading me up stairs to Mikes bedroom. I was amazed as she opened the door. The room walls were black with a white floor, and a black cast iron bed sat in the middle against the wall. The windows had a westerly view, over looking the terrifying ocean. It was black with waves rolling into the shore.
"Were not swimming in that are we?" My voice was a little to high. Jessica must of knew I was worried.
She walked over to the bed and threw a bathing suit down on it. With a smile, she noticed what I was looking at. "No silly Bella. Look down." I did as she asked and saw a pool with Mike, Eric, and Angela already in it without the fear of the on coming storm.
"You can bring your stuff back in here and leave it in the hamper. I'll give you an outfit to go home in" Jessica told me as I picked up the bathing suit and walked to the nearest bathroom upstairs. The bottoms snugly fit against my hips, and the top made my chest perky and well fitted.
I opened the door of, what I thought was Mikes room, and stood there in shock. This wasn't Mikes room, and the person on the bed wasn't Angela or Mike. He turned around to look at me, and I noticed those eyes, and that hair. I should of knew this was Edwards room. I should of paid attention. He stood up walking towards me.
"Um, I'm sorry, I was looking for Mike's room, and I guess I got lost." I said as I backed up out of his door.
I went to turn around and run back to the bathroom embarrassed and emotional when I herd his velvet voice for the first time.
"Your Isabella?" He said it as if he wasn't sure.
"Your Edward" I said with an attitude. I didn't like this mini game he was playing with me.
He went to go shut the door and before he did I turned around.
"We're all going swimming,"
"I can see that." He interrupted me. And than smiled as if he saw the annoyance on my face.
"Well, Do you want to go down and hang out with us?" I asked.
He laughed and I jumped not only because it was loud, but because I was scared. "Are you inviting me downstairs to swim in my own pool?" He was still laughing and all I felt was anger and tears rolling down my face as I turned away from him.
"Isabella," He said without a reaction out of me, even though I wanted to look up automatically. "I'll see you downstairs."
"It's BELLA" I yelled at him as I slammed Mikes door shut. How could I let a guy have this much control over me? I barely even know his name and here I am crying and yelling at him in his own house. I felt foolish and hurt.
I got a hold of myself and looked at Mike's bed side alarm clock. 2:45pm it read. I slapped my palm against my head and grabbed my cell phone out of my bag. "Jacob, Crap!" was all I could say as I dialed his number.
The houses are totally different in this story than they are in Twilight. If you guys have ever seen the show Kendra. That's how I pictured this house. I'll explain it more as the story goes. & Don't worry there will be a lot of Cullen drama in it as well, just not so soon. I replaced names in Chapter two thanks to Dorme99.
*Till next time. Malloryyyy.
** Oh and I listened to Eminem's new album Recovery as I wrote this chapter. Check it out. A-maz-inggg.
