Howdy dooo? Ladies and gentlemen may I present the latest chapter of Ashford Academy? *thunderous applause* Oh you're too kind. This one will be a lot lighter than the past few. It's more just Bella and Edward bonding, we learn a little about Edward and his wise sayings :)
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Chappie 8: Bonding Time and drooling
Song: Hot stuff (you'll get it once you read on :) )
BPOV
The nurse was an old retired witch who specialized in medicine. In truth, she was the best damn doctor I had ever encountered. A woman with knowledge of all and any herbs to heal and certain injury, she was simply amazing.
So I trusted that Edward was in good hands when we delivered him to the nurse. He wasn't particularly happy to be in the nurse's hands at all; constantly insisting that he was fine. The minute I marched up to him he had this worried look on his face, almost as if he knew my intentions before hand.
I dragged him to the nurse to check on any possible injuries; he promised he had none. It never hurt to be too safe!
Now he sat peacefully in one of the many beds located in the medical wing. He sat in sweatpants and a t-shirt, lazily flipping through channels on the tele, randomly grunting about how he could be training right now.
"I mean look at me Bella. Not a scratch on me. No bruises or breaks or anything. I'm fine! I probably won't even be sore tomorrow." Gosh damn him and his persistence.
"Edward, just a day that's all. You can return to training tomorrow and fight your heart out then. For now please just take it easy."
I gave him my best puppy dog look, and score, he surrendered.
"Okay, one day and that's all." I nodded while smiling and gave him a quick hug around his neck, patting his shoulder.
I promised myself I'd stay here with him all night, just to make sure he was okay, even though in my heart I knew he was fine. I don't know where these sudden feelings of concern for Edward came from. We barely knew each other as I was, we were just roommates. I hated this, this concern feeling, it was icky. Since when did I care for others? Since when was I this shallow?
I'm only slightly crazy.
"So, if you're going to be here all night, why don't you tell me a little about yourself?" Edwards words broke me from my thoughts; what to tell him.
"Well, my mother is the headmaster of this very fine establishment, and she will rub it in anyone's face. My father is a cop in goodness knows where, I haven't seen him in about ten years. My brother is Emmett and probably the most protective brother out there. I once told him I liked a guy and well, let's just say that guy doesn't go to our school anymore. I am a total klutz and trip over air, I find myself very sarcastic and a little too cocky and full of myself, but it's hard not to be when you're as amazing as I am. I don't usually talk as much as this but you asked for it and now you may ask for it to stop."
He smiled at me, rubbing his eyes.
"What did my lovely lecture on myself put you to sleep?"
"No, it was interesting actually. I rather enjoyed it, especially your rant about how insecure you are," he winked at me and gave me a crooked smile and oh boy, that was hot.
No Bella, you should not be thinking that. You have a boyfriend, get it boyfriend. You don't think guys are hot just because they smile in a totally hot way. Hot.
Damnit.
"Well what about you? What's your incredible life story?"
He put his finger to his chin and lifted his face up at an angle, pretending to really think about it.
"That is a good question," he started, pointing at me then smiling again, "well, my sister is Alice. You know the total depressing and quiet girl. My father is Carlisle Cullen and he is married to my step-mother Esme."
He seemed to trail off here and search into space, his eyes seeing nothing and everything at the same time.
"What happened to your mom?" I asked quietly, wondering if I was overstepping our new friendship boundaries, whatever they were.
"She died a long time ago. When I was about eight I think. She wasn't a vampire, but my father loved her anyways. He kept to himself for awhile after her death, wouldn't leave his room for anything. Then it all changed, he met Esme and they were perfect for each other. They married a few years later and Esme adopted me and Carlisle adopted Alice."
"And you like Esme, even though she's not your real mother?"
He grew quiet for a moment, playing with the sheets on the bed. He ran a hand through his hair, sighing softly.
"A mother is someone who takes care of you; nurtures you and cares for you. She is someone who sees you at your worst and loves you anyways. Someone who sees through your lies and shit and calls you on it, someone who lifts you up when you're down, she is someone who will put their life on the line for their child. Esme is all of these things. She may not be my biological mother, but to me, she is my real mother."
Shit that was deep.
I just nodded, finding myself suddenly uncomfortable. Right about now sounded like a great time to change the subject.
"This is depressing." Way to sugarcoat it Bella.
"Well that was rather blunt." I laughed halfheartedly at his comment, running a hand nervously through my hair.
"I'll be honest; I'm good at a lot of things, but socializing and talking and all things under that category were never my forte. I kind of fail miserably."
Edward smiled, this one reaching his eyes and sending a small twinkle in them, as if he was actually enjoying my awkwardness.
"We all have our problems, to hell with them. The thing about life is: we're always searching."
"What are we searching for?"
"The answer," he laughed at my stumped look, "we will never stop looking for that someone who sees the problems, recognizes them, and realizes how they match up just perfectly with theirs. You have your problem with socializing, well I just so happen to be excellent at charming people." He winked at me; throwing a smile my way and making me blush.
"Are you trying to tell me that we match up perfectly with our problems? Because I know quite a few people you excel wonderfully at socializing."
"It's not about the one, it's about the many."
Goddamn philosophical statements that stump me.
"EDWARD! OHMYGOSHAREYOUOKAY?" I will attempt to recognize the rest of what Alice spit out, but she seems to speak so fast that it all comes in a blur and flies right past me, "I ran straight here when I found out. Something about hurt and fighting and all these things and I was so confused and everyone kept telling me you were fine but gosh dangit I didn't know and I was so worried and worried and are you alright? Oh hi Bella how are you today? You know it is such lovely weather we are having, I'm quite enjoying it. What we really need is to train outside, that would be taking advantage of situations –err–what was I talking about again?"
"Glad to see my sister has the attention span of a fly," Edward mumbled under his breath, straightening up and smiling at his sister, "Alice, glad to see you're well. Me? Oh I'm doing just wonderful."
"Oh thank goodness!" she squealed, patting Edward's hand affectionately, "you know we were all so worried. I almost thought I'd have to call mommy and daddy."
Edwards's eyes became insanely large all of a sudden, almost bulging out of his face. I'll be honest, it was not attractive, I had to resort to imagine him crooked smiling at me again. Oh he was so hot when he did that.
No, he wasn't. He was Edward, my roommate to which I have an awkward friendship with and nothing more.
He could be more.
No, he couldn't because that is breaking every law in the roommate book code, yes there is such a book and I have it memorized. It's rule 251.
Witty, but a lie.
What the hell was with this annoying voice in the back of my head? What was it my conscious?
"Bella?" Edward and Alice's in unison call of my name brought me out of my crazy thoughts and into my crazy reality.
Lovely.
"Looked like you went to la la land there," Alice laughed, "anyhow, as you were asking in horror Edward, no I did not call mommy and daddy, I'm smarter than that. Oh and Bella, close your mouth, your starting to drool."
Oh how I loved her discreet ways. The reason behind my evident drooling was that Alice, apparently as I was wasting away in my thoughts, had asked to examine Edward's chest; where he claimed to have been hurt the most. So of course Edward just had to remove his shirt. Oh hot man body.
How I could sit all day staring at that chest.
No.
Yes.
No.
FML.
Voila! I enjoyed writing a frazzled Bella who is still wondering about her feelings for Edward. The next chapter will probably be longer, and more Bella and Edward bonding, so you know what to look forward too.
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