BPOV
When Zoey and I came down to the girls lounge, I asked her if I could see her schedule.
"Sure." She said.
I took the schedule and looked at it;
FIRST HOUR- Vampyre Sociology 101 – Rm. 215 – Prof. Neferet
SECOND HOUR- Drama 101 – Performing Arts Center – Prof. Nolan
or
Sketching 101 - Rm. 312 – Prof. Doner
or
Intro to Music – Rm. 314 – Prof. Vento
THIRD HOUR- Literature 101 – Rm. 214 – Prof. Penthesilea
FOURTH HOUR- Fencing – Gymnasium – Prof. D. Lankford
- LUNCH BREAK -
FIFTH HOUR- Spanish 101 – Rm. 216 – Prof. Garmy
SIXTH HOUR- Intro To Equestrian Studies – Field House – Prof. Lenobia
I handed her back the schedule, and asked, "What class are you taking for second hour?"
She glanced at me from the corner of her eye and said, "Drama. Why?" She said it almost so coldly; I unconsciously took a step back from her.
I stuttered while answering, "Well, um, you see, I just kinda wanted to know, in case, uh, oh, I don't know. I guess I was just a bit curious. I think I might take Sketching."
"Whatever." She said, then stalked off from the living room of the lounge into a smaller room that had 4 refrigerators, a big sink, 2 microwaves, plenty of cabinets, and a white wooden table. It looked just like your regular kitchen, except there's a lot more fridges.
I started to feel my temper boil. This is probably the most emotion I have ever showed –not including the time Charlie wanted me to go with Renee to Jacksonville- , and I don't get angry very easily.
I walked up to Zoey as she was getting some Count Chocula cereal out of the cupboard. I tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned around with irritation on her face, but it changed to confusion when she saw the visible anger in my eyes, and on my face.
"What's got you in a prissy mood?"
"You want to know what's got me in a prissy mood? Well, I'll tell you what's got me in a prissy mood, you have! Ever since I got here, I've been trying to be nothing but nice to you, but instead, you act like I am the most annoying thing on Earth! Now look, before all this, I was in enough shit as it was, I was almost ready to commit suicide for Christ's Sake! And do you want to know why? I'll tell you why!" I grabbed her arm and started dragging her up the stairs into our room where no one can hear what I am about to say. I can't believe I am about to tell her of all people, but Nyx said that I can trust her with everything. I seriously hope she's right and I'm not making a mistake about this.
"Hey! Let me go! What the hell is wrong with you!?!" She shrieked at me, trying to shake me off a bit, but with all the anger, I was getting an adrenaline rush, so I just doubled my pace up the stairs.
I got to our room door, opened it, and dragged her in. I let go of her arm when we were inside, and turned to shut the door, and then lock it.
I got up in her face again, and said to her in a deadly, but serious whisper, "What I am about to tell you is 100% true. You can believe me or not, but I am not going to put up with your shit when I have stuff to take care of. I am only telling you this because when I got Marked, Nyx came and told me everything about these kind of vampyres, and that I can trust you with anything. She said that I, you, and your friends have a big challenge ahead of us, and that I and you can change the future. She said I have to let people in to do that, so this is what I am doing. I am telling you a big secret here, and practically endangering my very life right now doing it too. I am also endangering the ones I love, the ones who gave me the secret to keep. So if you go and tell this off to anyone you see, it will spell a disaster for us all. You, me, my loved ones, and the ones you told." She looked a little scared and shocked that I am talking to her like this, but right now I could care less. I continued on, "Promise me you won't say anything. Promise me, if you don't, I'm not telling you a word, but if you do promise, and break it, it will be the death of us all."
"I p-pr-promise…" she said in a shaky whisper, that was really low to hear, but it was still enough that I heard it.
"Good." I said back to her. I went to go sit on my bed, but I noticed the look of pain that crossed her face when I did. She got up on shaky legs from the floor of when I let go of her arm, and went to sit on her bed.
I started out by clearing my throat, "Like I said before, what I am about to tell you is 100% true, and that you can't tell anyone else. No one." I looked at her pointedly, and she nodded her head yes. "It all started about a year ago, when I came to Forks because I could tell that my mom, Renee, wanted to travel with her new husband, Phil, instead of stay with me. She felt that it was her responsibility to stay with me as a mother, even though I was usually playing the mother role for her." I got a smile on my face just thinking about it. "So I decided to go to Forks, where my dad, Charlie, who was the Police Chief of Forks. On my first day of Forks High, everybody knew who I was. And I mean everybody. When you're in a town as small as Forks, everyone knows everything about you. As I said, on my first day, everyone knew me. I made a few friends, and some that were pretending to be my friends just because I was the new kid and was now, 'popular'. My real friends that I made were, Angela, Mike, and Ben. And on that first day, I saw them. They were the Cul-," I still couldn't say it without the hole in my chest threatening to burst. I have to move on, but I can't. I decided to write down the name, see if it would help. I asked Zoey if she had a pen and paper somewhere, and she did. She handed it to me, and I wrote down the name,
Cullens.
I felt some pain, but it was lessened from writing it down, and actually getting this all out. I handed her the paper, and she read it.
"I can't really say, or hear the names without some pain." I explained to her.
"So, I saw them at a lunch table, the farthest one away from everybody else. They were talking really fast, though I couldn't hear them, and was looking everywhere but one another. One of the males, turned around, and looked at me; he had a face on that was frustrated. I didn't know what his problem was. I asked a girl, Jessica, who they were. She explained to me that they were Dr. Cu-Cu-Cullens, kids." I gritted out the name Cullen, -ouch- through my teeth. But I have to do this if I want to move on. I've got to do this.
"She said that they were all adopted, and that they were together, as in dating. There were 2 girls, and 3 boys. The girls were so beautiful that they looked like they should be models, not in a high school. There was a golden haired female, who was very beautiful, and was very tall. The other female, had black spiky hair, was short, and looked like she was dancing with every graceful step she took. She looked like a pixie really. One of the males was big and bulky, and very intimidating just by the size of him. He had brown curly hair. Another male was tall and lanky; he also looked to be in pain, with blonde hair. He and the other blonde deemed to be twins. And then the other boy, he was the most beautiful of them all. He had reddish-brown hair, that looked like bronze, and he wasn't bulky like the other boy, or as lanky either, but more bulky than the blonde. He had the most beautiful smile, it was a crooked smile." I smiled at the memory, but then winced in pain.
"Jessica said that the 2 girls were Rosalie, the blonde one, and Alice, the black-haired one. The males were Emmett, the bulky one, Jasper, the other blonde one, and E-Ed-Edward. The bronze haired one. She told me that Rosalie and Emmett were together, while Jasper and Alice were together. She also told me that Edward doesn't date, apparently no one here is good enough for him." I laughed a bit at the end.
"After lunch, I had Biology. I went in, and was told to take a seat next to Apollo himself. When I came in though, it seemed that he smelt something foul, and started clenching his fists so hard that his knuckles were turning white. I didn't see him in school for the next week."
Zoey's eyes showed interest in them, so I took a deep breath and continued, "A few days after he came back, I almost hit by a van. I clearly saw him by his car too, but when the van came to hit me, he was in front of me, and stopped it with his bare hands." Zoey gasped and her mouth dropped open at that.
"In the hospital, I confronted him about it. I told him what I saw, and he told me that I hit my head pretty hard; that he was beside me he whole time. I told him again that I knew what I saw, and he told me that he hopes I enjoy disappointment.
"Weeks later, Angela, Jessica, and I were going to get dresses for prom. Well, they were going to get dresses for prom; I just wanted to go to a bookstore. We headed to Port Angeles, and went to a dress shop. I told them that I was going to a bookstore that I wanted to check out, and that I would meet them up for dinner later on. That was mistake number one. I came from the bookstore, and it turned out to be later than I expected. I didn't know this part of Port Angeles well, so I got lost quickly. While I was lost, I saw these guys following me. I tried to lose them, so I headed down an ally. 2 of the men block the exit I was heading to, and then the other blocked the exit I was coming from. I knew what was about to happen, but luckily, my knight in a shining silver Volvo came, and saved me from them. He took me to the restaurant, but Jess and Angela was already heading out. Edward then took me to get the food, while the girls went home." I took a deep breath. Not that this was getting harder, well, it was, but I need to breathe!
"Eventually, I started piecing together what he was. I asked an old friend of mine, and I searched the internet. I finally found out what he was." I looked Zoey straight in the eye and said, "This is where your promise comes into play. From this point on, you can't say anything to anybody! No matter how much you feel you need to. Got it?"
"Yeah, I do. So what was he?" She asked with eagerness.
"I told him I knew what he was, he told me to say, say it out loud." I closed my eyes, and took another breath, "I said it. Vampire." I breathed out the word.