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So I know it's been a while, and I'm terribly sorry, getting straight to the writing... enjoy.
Chapter 8 - 1 week later
"George Jamison was finally apprehended today, after running from the police over a simple DUI charge, the police pulled him over on Ernst Wanke road on Saturday evening..."
It had been a week since my family told me they were vampires.
I was supposed to go to school that next day, but between the threat in Alice's vision and the three sixty that my life had done, I took the first week of school off.
It allowed me some very valuable thinking time.
The simple sounds of a morning routine were in play as I walked down the stairs to find my father sitting at the kitchen table reading the newspaper, my mother at the kitchen bench preparing breakfast, and no sign of any of the other vampires, also known as my family.
Alice was most probably in her room preparing the whole families wardrobe for the day, all requiring 3 wardrobe changes. Rosalie was most probably in the garage tuning all the cars before school, and Emmett was probably ogling her as she completed the process.
And Jasper? Not a clue...
"Morning dad..."
"Morning Bells."
"Hey, do you know where Jasper is?"
I saw a small flicker of apprehension in his eyes as I asked him this question. "Umm..."
"He's hunting...isn't he?" I said bluntly, as I walked up to the kitchen counter to receive the pancakes that mom had prepared for me, even though I am the only human in the house and therefore the only one that actuallyeats food, she still cooks for me, and she was pretty good at it as well.
Dad sat there looking quite shocked for a minute, but in the end just nodded.
"It's okay... you guys don't have to hide it from me."
He just nodded his head curtly, not knowing how to respond. I suppose it was strange that after so long, the whole family had to adjust to the fact that they didn't have to make such an effort at hiding things from a certain not so ignorant human.
I can't say that I got used to the idea of my family being vampires straight away, it took a while, and a great deal of self analysis, for me to fully accept what they were, but I understood, I don't think that I was fully at the point of accepting,but I was warming up to the fact.
"Have you don't any thinking lately Bella?" my father asked.
"What about?" I questioned around a bite of pancake.
"Perhaps...becoming one of us?"
I stopped chewing momentarily, stunned by the sudden proposition placed before me. It had never occurred to me that I would want to live my life with them forever. But the more I thought about it, the more sense it made, it would be heart wrenching watching family grow old and wrinkly, while you were stuck in eternal youth, and then there would be me, I would never be able to leave them, knowing that they were definitely out there, living their lives to the fullest that they could, without feeling the heat of regret In ways that they did or did not bring me up. That was an awful lot to think about, correction not awful, just a lot.
"I...I really don't know...it hadn't even crossed my mind" I replied.
I could tell that Carlisle was trying to decode my facial expression, trying to decide what I was thinking.
"It's okay bells, you don't have to decide right now, just think about it." he gave me a short smile and I nodded my head as I made my way upstairs to get ready for the day.
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"Okay so Bella I have laid out your before recess outfit for you on the bed, and I have packed you an after recess change and an after lunch change, they are in a dress bag in your car"
"Um Alice? I'm not changing three times during the day, give my something comfortable that I can wear for the whole day." she looked at me as if I had killed her puppy, but I wasn't having a bar of it.
"No Alice, one outfit, that's it."
"Fine" she grumbled and laid out a pair of dark blue wash skinny leg jeans and white pumps.
"No heels Alice." she glared at me, but replaced them with a pair of silver ballet flats, I smiled at her sweetly.
Next she went to my cupboard and fetched out a white v-neck elbow length shirt and a long cotton vest, that reached to about halfway down my backside.
I smiled at the decent outfit that she had placed out and was happy that I wouldn't feel ridiculous walking around in heels and a ball gown.
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"I don't see why we can't take my Porsche; it fits two people in it." Alice complained as we rode to school in Emmett jeep, the only car that could fit everyone in it at the same time.
"Because Alice, we don't want to draw any unnecessary attention." Jasper explained, reasoning why we couldn't just go around driving Porsche's and BMW's through public school parking lots, unless we were looking to draw attention.
We arrived at Forks High School minutes later, thanks to Emmett's unruly driving.
"I can't believe we have to start school today... I mean come on!" I said annoyed
"I'm excited about meeting everyone." Alice said happily, a smile spreading across her face.
"I'm just gunna try out for something... You got any ideas Alice?" Emmett asked curiously.
"Track and Wrestling. I'm seeing good things. I think you're getting a cup for something but I'd watch out for someone called Dean Willis, he looks shady."
"What's he look like?" He cracked his knuckles but Rosalie coughed and dragged Emmett toward her. "Those idiots are looking at me. Kiss me or something..." Everyone laughed as Emmett grabbed her and basically smothered her.
Jasper suddenly stopped dead, his eyes darting to his left and his stare becoming icy.
"Jazz, what is it? What're you feeling?" A suddenly concerned Alice had replaced the bouncy version.
"You should feel the emotions I'm getting from that group over there." He pointed to a group of around seven people that stood talking. "Bella you're gunna be getting all that attention you hate very, very soon."
I groaned and Emmett grabbed my hand, "Don't worry baby sis, you've got me and Jasper to scare them off." He grinned and Rosalie slapped his arm again.
"No scaring anyone! We've already talked about that!" We all laughed again and heard the bell ring.
"Come on people, we've gotta go meet all the new teachers. Again." I groaned again. This was going to be a long day. I had a weird feeling that it wouldn't be over when I got home.
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School was just as uneventful as it was in Seattle. I wasn't expecting anything particularly special, just more interesting, you know, a history teacher that didn't have a monotone, an English teacher that wasn't female and majorly skinny with a tight bun, it was turning out to be painfully ordinary, and it was only recess.
''So how was your morning bells?'' asked Alice as we took our seat in the cafeteria with our food, or fake food in their case.
''Shit boring was what it was'' I mumbled.
''I'm sorry, could you speak up? I didn't hear that, did you just say shit?'' jasper laughed as he pointed out my growth in vocabulary.
He and Emmett laughed and slapped hands as they made fun of me yet again. It was their new favourite sport, hell who am I kidding, it's not new.
The remainder of break went much in the same fashion, Emmett and Jasper making fun of me, as Rosalie and Alice sit by and talk about some Manolo Blank or something, guy.
I didn't have a clue who he was.
I made my way to biology, the one class that I knew I wouldn't need to work extra hard in to get back on track with the course. I had taken an AP class in Seattle, and this was just core, so it was going to be easy enough.
As I entered the classroom, my eyes travelled around the room looking for a seat, and when I saw who the only one open was next to, my heart began to speed up, it was next to the Newton boy that strangely reminded me of a Labrador puppy.
He smiled at me when he saw who walked in the door, and then grinned wider when he figured out that she had the only seat left.
Oh brother.
When lunch finally rolled around I decided I didn't want to just sit there in the cafeteria for an hour, so I let Alice know that I was going for a walk, and headed towards the back of the school, not going in any particular direction, yet still feeling guided as if I knew exactly where I was going.
I had been walking in a straight line for a while, no deviations to the right or the left, but all of a sudden I just took a steep turn to the left as something drew me to these two bushes that served along with other trees as a wall.
I walked closer and closer, and once I was close enough, I pushed the branches aside, and gasped as I lay eyes on a beautiful meadow, one filled with bermuda grass and lovely intervals of lavender coloured flowers.
And a body.
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He stood in-front of me, his eyes blazing - a coy smile crossing his face, as if he wasn't entirely sure of his actions. Almost confused but yet certain of what he was about to do. Each movement performed with utter perfection and grace.
He was like an Adonis. His skin marble and his face was complete perfection, with his prominent cheekbones and face that could only be described as perfect. All which was framed by tousled bronze hair.
He was unquestionably tall, similar to my brothers, who themselves were statuesque and graceful like my enemy. Everyone in my family is like that. Except me. I know I'm adopted, but so are the others, and I'm the only one who can't walk across a flat surface without tripping. Oh, that's right, I forgot. I'm not a vampire.
I wanted to ask him if I was about to die, but I knew. I knew I had moments before he'd kill me. And I knew he wouldn't regret it. I knew he wouldn't be sorry for the rest of his miserable existence. I could see it in his eyes, I was what he longer for, his one life goal, the one he had searched for, forever, and had I not been standing right in-front of him.
But what was strange was that there was this hesitation in his stance, like there was a battle raging inside of him, one between good and evil, but I knew who would win, because good can only prevail when not challenged.
"I'm so sorry." He muttered before I closed my eyes and felt the wind rush past me.
I prepared myself for an undeniable pain or nothing at all. I was prepared to have my life taken away from me.
But it never came. It never happened. Instead I found myself standing behind my sisters as they watched Emmett and Jasper fight against the beautiful stranger. Alice stood in front of me. Protecting me. Rosalie stood beside her. Her face laced with concern.
I watched my brothers fight the other vampire, Edward, and I couldn't help being amazed over how easily everything seemed to be flowing. Like a rhythm. A perfectly composed melody. More violent than a melody, but still a perfect composition.
I observed Edward more up-close, or as up-close as I could where I stood behind Alice anyway. Emmett and Jasper had been able to over-power him, and I felt drawn to him. To his perfection. To his beauty, his symmetric face. To his eyes and hair. To his scent. It was more than I'd ever felt towards anyone before. I knew I needed him.
Emmett was thrown backwards and Jasper tried to restrain Edward still. I was amazed that although they were being thrown around like rag-dolls, neither sustained a violent injury. Edward caught my glance when I watched Emmett throw him to the floor. He stared at me, and for a second, I saw a scared teenager looking back at me.
"Jasper! Start a fire!" Alice tried to move me so I couldn't watch but I knew exactly what they were on their way to do. Kill Edward. I had to act.
"No, Emmett! Jasper! Don't!" I yelled from behind my sisters. "Don't kill him!"
Everyone stopped right in the middle of whatever they were doing and looked at me.
"Bella, are you insane!?" Alice shouted at me "He tried to kill you for god's sake!"
"He's unstable!"
I had realized that this was the stupidest thing I ever could have done as soon as I had spoken, but it was too late. Edward, who seemed overly strong for a vampire, had managed to bite and throw Emmett away. I began to wonder if his desire to have me had taken over and he was as strong as Jasper and Emmett together. It was hard to watch. I had to turn away when Jasper was abused so easily, thrown halfway across the once beautiful meadow.
Emmett came back and attacked again, but it wasn't enough, he wasn't anything compared to Edward, this perfect stranger, I had stopped them from killing him, and now it had backfired.
Jasper was in too poor a condition to fight and I couldn't see Emmett because Alice covered my sight, but I could hear it all the more. The punches thrown by both sides were thunder but I realized it must have been over when it stopped.
I peered around the side of Alice's shocked form, just as the shudder rolled through her body and the dry sobbing began. And that's when I saw him.
''Emmett! No!''
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