Sorry I haven't updated, I've been working on my NEW STORY for the Clique called "What happens in London!" So you should all check that out! :) I was also v. busy over march break getting my BELLY BUTTON PEIRCED (hence my awful updating)
The next morning I was awoken by the sound of my cellphone ringing. I was banging around on my end table trying to find it to stop the awful ringing that was making my brain feel like it was going to explode when I finally touched the cool, metal feeling object. I picked up my phone grumpily and hit the "answer" button, and smushed it up against the ear that was not pressed forcefully down on the pillow, trying to stop my brain from rattling in my skull.
"Bella! It's eight o'clock, WAKE UP." Alice singsonged on the other end of the phone. I groaned loudly for a couple seconds as a reply to what she said.
"Seriously, Bella, get up! Get showered! And be at our house for nine thirty!" She said with what I could have mistaken for impatience as she hung up. I groaned again, clicking my phone off and stretching gingerly in bed. I laid there for a couple seconds, willing myself to actually be able to open my eyes and stand, which was a lot more difficult than I had anticipated.
About ten minutes later (and four text messages from Emmett ) I finally got up and got myself out of bed. I opened my bedroom door and peered out, seeing if for some strange reason someone was creeping in my hallway, trying to catch a glimpse of me or something. The coast was clear. I strode into the bathroom and turned on the shower as hot as I could stand. I climbed in and finished everything in ten minutes, a new best for myself. I hopped out, wrapping myself in a fluffy blue towel, and wiping the steam off the mirror. That seemed to be how all my showers ended up: got in, got out, looked at myself. I don't know why I started doing this… perhaps it was because I wanted to see if any of my secrets could be seen through my face? Or if my cuts were visible among the steam? Well regardless, it was how I ended all my showers. I peered at myself closely. I've been paler than ususally, lately, since Mike decided to be an ass hat and pretty much rape me. I needed change. I was bored. I've looked the same since I moved from New York. I turned away from the mirror and peeked out of the bathroom door; my hallway was still clear. I strode across to my room, shutting the door behind me. I walked into my closet and pondered my options, finally deciding on a pair of destroyed black Hurley skinny jeans, a charcoal coloured vneck by Melissa, and a pair of tan moccasins. I slid everything on and walked back towards the washroom so I could fix my hair & makeup. I clicked the "on" button on my straighter, and rooted around in the storage under the sink looking for my blow dryer. I found in, plugged it in, and began furiously blow drying it, checking the time. 8:45 am. S I g h . Why did I agree to go to Seattle? Once my hair was blow dried I put it up in a clip, pushing my bangs out of my face as I did so. I picked up my liquid liner and lined the top, making sure there was a little flick at the end. I then took my stick and lined the bottom. I pulled the wand out of it's container and got as close as I could to the mirror without actually touching it, and put on my mascara.
I checked my phone again, 9:00 am. Fuck I muttered stubbornly. I quickly brushed out my hair and began straightening it piece by piece, which seemed to go faster than it usually did. I wonder what colour I should dye it now… I began to think to myself yet again. Maybe red, or maybe dark blue, or maybe even teal. I wanted something different, I don't want to have all this colour anymore. I should probably give myself a haircut too, my layers are getting too long, and my bangs are practically blinding me. And I need a piercing! Maybe my lip, or my belly button… or my lip AND my belly button. I don't think my parents would really care what I did… so long as it was permanent. That last thought was thunk as I straightened the last piece of hair. I turned off my straightener and quickly brushed me teeth, putting the toothbrush and toothpaste into the little holder beside the sink. I walked over to my room again, dumping out the contents of my purse, and grabbing my satchel from behind my door. I threw in my car keys, wallet, house keys, ipod, phone, and makeup bag, then quickly zipped it up. I started out the door, and down the steps to the kitchen. My parents were both sitting there, without the presence of Alex, I noted.
"Good morning, Bella, how are you feeling?" My dad said as soon as I stepped foot in the kitchen. I glanced at him from under my lashes and then looked up.
"I'm fine, thanks. I'm headed out now" I said quickly, walking over towards where the garage door was. My parents got up and started walking towards me. I looked from their faces to see if I could figure out why, but their faces had no emotions. Absolutely none. They were basically blank slates, open for interpretation.
"When do you think you're going to be home, dear?" My mum said. I shrugged my shoulders, not actually know when I would ever get home, or if it would even be getting home tonight.
"Okay, well, you have your cell phone, right?" My dad said, looking at me, straight in the eyes as if trying to tell me something secretly, but me just not picking up on it.
"Yes, of course. It's in my satchel" I said, patting the satchel that was securely draped across my shoulder. They nodded at me, and went to sit down. I opened the door to the garage, and as I had one foot out, they started saying something else.
"We're sorry, Bella; for everything. Have a good time today, text us once you get there, please" My mum said with a smile, as she turned back to her paper and coffee that were sitting on the table in front of her. I smiled to myself as I continued out to the car, digging in my bag for car keys. I unlocked the car and sat there for a couple of seconds. I haven't been in my car in a long time, I thought to myself. I slid the key in and listened as it purred to life. I clicked the garage door button and pulled out smoothly, not turning on any music. I didn't feel like it, for once; I just wanted to sit in silence as I drove through the winded streets of Forks. I pulled up at the Cullen house at exactly 9:30, so I patted myself on the back for being on time for once. I got turned off my car and sat there, doing nothing. Saying nothing. But thinking, enjoying the peace and quiet. I suddenly let out a sigh; It was only my third month or so in Forks and everything was already seeming to be routine; the same names, the same faces, the same courses, the same look. I wanted new. New everything. I unbuckled my seatbelt, and with my keys clenched in a fist in my hand, I got out of the car and walked to the front door. I haven't walked this in such a long time I thought to myself. Noting that I haven't really been out of my house, better yet my room, for a longer time then it seemed. I knocked on the door and waited. Waited and waited. Hopefully they were all up and ready; I didn't want to be waiting forever. Just as I thought that, the door opened to show a dazzling looking Travis smiling back at me.
"Bella, hi. Alice told us you were going to accompany us" He said, his eyes glinting in the morning sun. I forgot how dazzling Travis was. He looked like a god in his fitted blue vneck, and dark wash skinny jeans with holes in the knees. He wasn't wearing any socks, and he wiggled his feet on the dark cherry wood of the flooring. I melted.
"Yeah.. I decided that getting some fresh air would do me good" I said, stammering. Stupid a little voice in my head whispered. It's not difficult to talk to a boy another one whispered. I wished they would just shut up; they were unnecessary and throwing me off trying to look like a normal human being. Travis made a motion of opening the door further, and waving his hands, signalling to come in the house. He stepped back and I strolled in, taking in the foyer as it came. He closed the door and turned to face me, not saying anything. We awkwardly stood there for what seemed like ages, but was probably only seconds when a new voice sounded.
"Travis, who's at the door?" Emmett said from somewhere in the depths of the house.
"Bella, obviously; Alice told her to be here at 9:30, remember?" Travis called back at him. I heard a muffled, and very loud "BELLA" from where he was, and a pounding of the stairs. I looked up to see Emmett hurtling down the stairs, right at me.
"EMMETT, DON'T HURT ME" I said, covering my face with my hands, whimpering so softly I could barely hear it myself."
"Aw Bells, you know I'm not going to hurt you" He said, looking worried that he had actually scared the living shit out of me. He wrapped his arms around me and embaraced me in the most normal hug I've ever gotten from him. I wrapped my arms around him, straining because I was so small, but accomplishing it none the less.
"I'm fine, Emmett, you just startled me" I said with a small smile as he let go, a look of relief on his face that made me giggle. By that point the entire family was downstairs with courses of "Bella!" and "How are you's." It was nice to be this missed, especially when you weren't used to feeling it.
"Okay, no we've got to talk about cars. Bella, do you mind if I ride with you?" said Alice with a smile.
"I don't want to ride with Emmett, he listens to awful music" Alice said as an afterthought with a giggle, making me, along with the rest of the family, clutch our sides laughing.
"Hey! I listen to excellent music THANK YOU VERY MUCH" Emmett said with a pout. I walked over and patted him on the back, saying soothing things like "there there" and "I'm sure your music is brill," even though I knew for a fact that it was just as awful as Alice had said it was.
"Sure, Alice, you can ride with me. I miss our girl-talks" I said with a smile. She squealed and hugged me tightly, so tightly that I thought I would break once she let go.
"What about life talks with me?" said Rosalie with a pout. Alice and I scooted over and gave her a hug, with her in the middle.
"You can ride with me on the way home, okay Rose?" I said, she smiled and nodded her head furiously. I laughed and hugged her again.
"Okay, guys, now that we've killed Bella… I believe it's time to go" Edward said, awkwardly standing behind the pack with a smile on his face. He was like a greek god, and I just couldn't stop staring. His hair was freshly washed, I knew it because it was still wet. He was wearing a fitted black vneck, and tight dark wash jeans with a pair of black and green Vans. He looked absolutely yummy. Wait, why am I saying that? I don't like Edward! A voice sounded from inside my head. I sighed, and looked at Jasper who was standing next to Travis talking about some football game or something.
"I agree with Edward… we should head out, and, you know, stop harassing Bella to the point where she's regretting leaving the confides of her bed" I said with a small laugh. Everyone looked at me, smiling. Alice grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the door.
"Lock the door, whoever's left!" Alice said, racing to the passenger's side of my car. A muffled "okay" was heard from the back, though I couldn't quite hear who had said it.
"My car's unlocked, Alice. Just put my bag on the ground" I said, moving towards the driver's seat of my car. I was kind of nervous; I never drove to Seattle. Well, I drove through it on our first day living here, but that was three months ago. I couldn't even find the correct highway if you asked me to. I was hopeless when it came to directions; I had to drive the same route over and over again in order to get there, without incident. I think Jasper saw the worried look on her face, so he said
"Okay, Bella. Just follow Emmett and I" Jasper said with a smile in my direction. I mouthed a thank you, though I'm pretty sure he didn't notice because he was getting into his car. I climbed into mine, and put the keys in the ignition. Alice was riding with me, Rosalie was riding with Emmett and Jasper, and Edward was riding with Travis. Edward and Travis. I wondered what they talked about when they were together? Maybe me? GOD DAMMIT, STOP THINKING ABOUT THEM a voice screamed to me. I put my head on my steering wheel and lifted it to see everyone pulling out of their respective parking spots. I watched them, as I pulled up behind Edward, and off we went. Alice started fiddling with the radio and put it on 99.9 Virgin Radio, where What The Hell by Avril Lavigne was playing. We both looked at each other, and together, we rolled down our windows and started screaming the lyrics at the top of our lungs, cranking up the volume as we did so. The car practically vibrated from the noise, and we were quiet content with that. We went through Avril Lavigne, Fall Out Boy, A Day To Remember, and part of Cage The Elephant, singing all of them at the top of our lungs; I missed doing this, have someone to sing with and act silly with. It was fun.
Edward slowed down in front of me, passing the "Welcome to Seattle" sign. We had finally arrived in Seattle, and it was looking busy. It looked like New York, kinda, but more chiller then New York. The streets were busy, but not too busy. People were walking around with random coffee cups of stores I've never heard of. People milled about, running to catch busses or taxi's. Mothers speed-walked with their friends, pushing their children in strollers, people sat on park benches and tilted their heads back, laughing like they've never laughed before, husbands or boyfriends balancing their wives or girlfriends' bags on their shoulders. It reminded me of home, well, more like a home away from home. I definitely needed to plan to come back here alone, maybe just for a coffee or a stroll around the city. That could be fun. I watched as both Edward and Emmett manuvered their cars in the traffic, quickly pulling into an underground garage. I followed them through the barely there dimmed lights, trying not to bump anything, or crash into anything. They pulled into spots right next to each other, leaving one for me to pull into. Everyone turned off their cars, and got out of the cars, locking them behind.
"So, what should we do first?" Emmett said with a grin. Rosalie and Alice looked at each other, I was nervous about what they were thinking. The gleam was so obviously in their eyes, it made me cringe.
"WE'RE GOING SHOE SHOPPING" they both squealed, causing the Cullens, random passer-bys, and I to cover our ears in horror as they screamed their faces off, jumping up and down over shoes.
"Fine, but we're not holding your bags" said Jasper with a grumble.