These Characters belong to Steph Myers, and I am not her
First Day
Dear Felix,
I was nagged into writing this letter; it has nothing to do with me caring about you. So don't get the wrong impression and blab to everyone about it.
I guess I'll start by telling you about my family. Aro insists we don't make ourselves stand out, and my family has always been an enforcer of that rule. Yetlately, since you left, my sons make a scene almost everywhere I go. To start out, the afternoon after you left, Santiago started bothering Demetri, asking if he wanted to do something with him. Demetri told him he was too busy. Then Santiago asked Demetri if needed help in whatever he was doing, again Demetri answered no. Finally, I asked him, 'Why won't you hang out with Santiago? He's been wanting to something with you all week and you keep denying him. You two are supposed to be friends.'
He answered me, 'We have nothing in common, I'm from 1530s Armenia, he's from 1870s Chile. I go to museums, he goes mountain climbing, I made lace and carpets for a living when I was human, he pitched out copper and herded cattle. When I want to romance a girl, I meet her behind the lace curtain of a stone house, his idea is riding on the back of a horse in the middle of an open field being some kind of Huasos. Furthermore, my idea of a woman is one wearing a long arkhaluk with a beautiful scarf around her waist and a decretive apron, his idea is some rainbow dress with ribbon hair. I listen to tamzara, he listens to cueca…."
"You were created by me and that should be enough." I shouted, as he became instantly silent, remembering that I was above him, therefore he did what I told him. "Now, you were able to form a friendship with a Danish knight, so don't give me that. you are going to the pool bar and I am going with you, because I turned you into a vampire, and if you don't do what I say then I'll turn you back."
So we woundup at this pool bar where they argued.Santiagowanted to watch the rodeo, Demetri wanted to watch rugby, I solved the argument by asking where the gladiator channel was. The man behind the countergave me a strange look, and Demetri informed me they won't have that on the ESPNchannel. I asked why not, as it's an easy-to-follow sport, and never any debate on who wins or ties like these modern sports human were watching.I noticedthe two look at each other, and Santiago asked if he wanted to play billiards- which is this dumb game where you shoot around balls with lances.
Then I got up, and saidI'd earn more points than both of themtogether. Theygaveme that funny look again, like I had no clue what I was talking about. What right did they have to give me that look?Demetri got out this triangle, andSantiago spoke as if he was trying to explain something. I smelled a floral scent, so after a quick roll of my eyes I went to the door to hold it for Anthenodora. She smiled at me andwe walked in, and she put her shopping bags down on the pool table.Demetri and Santiago quickly came and got her bags off it.
"You can't put those there." Demetri explained.
"Why not?" I asked. "Who are you to tell my wife where she can put her bags?"
"But that's the pool table," Santiago explained.
"Oh no! Thatpool is way too shallow to do any swimming," Anthenodora explained. "Besides, both your swim clothes are in the wash."
They gave her a look as she pointed that out to them, andsome humans glanced over, but I didn't see what was wrong with a basic fact.
"Anthenodora, would you like to play pool with us?" Demetri asked shouldering Santiago as the two smiled at each other.
"I'd love too," Anthenodora smiled. "Now, Demetri, you forgot to put the white ball in the triangle."
"You're on my team," I commanded of her as she nodded.
"Fine with us," Demetri said as he and Santiago sharpened their lances.
Well, after we won, we left the two arguing and walked around Venice. That was when we passedan old, rusty red convertible with a 'VENDITA' sign. I decided to get it for Heidi so she wouldn't stop talking about wanting a carfor nine hours straight. I gave Anthenodora a driving lesson in it, and she was doing well until we came to a red light and she kept honking because the cars wouldn't move.
Later, Marcus came up to me, upset because one his daughters, I don't know which one- the one thatwants to take some kind of class at the local university. I haddenied them because the courseswere too much money. He thought it was interesting I always give in on my children's wants, but won't let his obedient daughters do anything to explain themselves. I showed Marcus the car, and he realized it wasn't that big of an expense to buy. I still don't see his problem, it has been a good decadesince Heidi broke one of the rules, and Marcus's daughters can go to the library and educate themselves on their own.
Iwent to my floor to find Anthenodora and Sulpicia readingover a letter from Sulpicia's long time Egyptian friend, Kebi. Sulpicia left as soon as I saw her. I dared asked Anthenodora a question, knowing it always leads to her reciting a novel, and she said that Kebi doesn't want to lose her friendship with Sulpicia and how much it meant to her. Then went on to tell me how she doesn't think a friendship that is so long and so strong should be ruined by their husbands. I agreed with her, saying there is no reason to be her friend. Apparently that wasn't the only thing that came in the mail toady. It turns out the Greek coven has been trying to contact, and they succeeded through Kebi. They would be a coven that I consider a friendly visit, as long as they took care of a few things in advance.
Anyway good luck with whatever your doing, and write back on whether or not the Cullens got you a new cell. Try to keep in touch with Demetri.
Caius
Sulpicia was friends with Kebi before they had mates, I remember the last time we saw the Egyptian Coven was during our last group 'visit' to Forks. Sulpicia and Anthenodora were both deeply concerned that Kebi was in danger, while Kebi was giving them a guilty look. Sulpicia wanted to run out and embrace Kebi, but it was the wrong time. I have no doubt Sulpicia would not let that friendship go.
The Greek Coven was an extended coven of the Volturi. The coven was rather large, and protected by the Volturidue to their ancient connection. It also had been a coven that has raised debate due to some of their actions being turned by the Volturi twice in the past couple centuries, but the Volturi has showed their true loyalty to them even from a distance. Now, they were able to connect with the coven since they left the caves nine hundred years ago. The Volturi never heard where they went too, but they still refused to investigate at the possibility they would be breaking the rules.
It was this coven of four sisters: their leader was Hecate, who was also the oldest woman in Europe, along with Lima, Empusa, and Mormo, who was closest with Caius. They were all created by the ancient vampire Persephone, who's mate,Hades created the three main leaders of the Volturi. The sisters each had a mate that expanded the coven: Matthias, who they hadn't met, Dragomir, who they disapprove of, Simantio, who they didapprove, and Charamlaos, who almost got them in trouble. They also added three more girls: Philomela, Agatha, and Sophia, the last one they heard from a rumor. They also created one boy: Hector, who almost got them in trouble before he was turned. They were also joined by another vampire, and three other creatures that stayed with them. The Volturi are told about them once a year at least, but each time they turned a blind eye.
I quickly replied to Caius's letter, telling him the Cullens did get me a new cell phone, and gave him my new number. I also asked him to give me an update on the Greek Coven, considering I never met them.
I thenpacked a set of colorful note books Edward and Bella got me in Emmett's old book bag. I threw in my new pack of pens along with a box of unsharpened pencils.
I couldn't help but get excited over my first day of school, not to mention that I was nervous. I didn't know how these humans behaved, but I was looking forward to observing them. Esme didn't like Carlisle deciding my classes for me, but I didn't care. He knew my past in education and I was sure I could handle whatever he signed me up for, after all I've been around for a good five hundred years and I honestly didn't think language would be a problem. I knew enough English to carry on a conversion.
I came down to meet Carlisle and Esme, who insisted I got my picture taken with them. Edward remained me to write on one side of the notebook, so I can translate the notes into Italian or Danish to make it easier. He has been around a lot reading my thoughts, I was surprised when he pointed out the English Carlisle taught me may not help me in the American school setting. Carlisle created him, he shouldn't question Carlisle's reasoning. Edward also pointed out I had the mindset of many foreign-exchange and ELL students on their first day, only to see their minds become lost with confusion. I first came down dressed for school, and I was told go back upstairs and changed. Apparently, unlike Italy school was a casual affair, and the students don't try to dress professionally.
Esme and Carlislehappily drove me to a small campus composed of several houses to have me registered. It was a rather strange place, with several strange teenagers staring at me. They hadstrange hair styles, likeboys with hair down to their waist, and girls with shaved heads. Some hair wasthe oddest colors, and a few wore all black. A few girlswore outfits that showed no signs of dignity, and others just wore simple jeans and a sweater, as if they didn't do any laundry. Some smelled awful, as they came from the woods coughing, snorting white powder, and twisting pieces of paper. Carlisle told me to ignore them as we came into the office.
It was there we met a large woman with red hair, cut like a man's, wearing kakis and a button shirt. She smiled when she saw us coming in.
"Dr. and Mrs. Cullen, heard you adopted a new one! This must be him." She smiled. "What'syourname, young man?"
"Felix Cullen," I answered shaking her hand.
"Felix... that'snot a name you hear every day now is it?" She asked me.
"Yes, I do hear it every day," I answered back to her. It was my name, after all. She let out a little smirk as Carlisle and Esme gave me a strange look.
"Well, we will arrange for you to meet with theprincipaland get you a map to go to class."
"Principal?" I questioned.
"Headmaster," Carlisle whispered as I nodded.
"Doesn't he need to meet the guidance counselor to register for classes?" Esme asked.
"I already registered him," Carlisle explained.
"I thought he should choose….." Esme started than silent when a tall man with no hair came out. "Hello, I am Mr. Greene, the principal. Pleasure to meet you, Felix." he said, shaking my hand.
"I would like to welcome you to this school and to see if you had any questions about Forks High School." He said politely. "Here is a map, and your scheduleof your classes. I would also like to give you a list of sports you might be interested in trying out for the spring."
"Sports?" I asked, since when did sports have anything to do with academics?
"He'll love that list," Esme smiled towards him.
"Good! Well,class starts at a quarter till, your locker is 502. Here's the combination, and if you have any problems with the teachers or the students feel free to come to me." The man smiled, as I tried to figure out where the number a 'quarter till' was on the clock, whata locker was, and what it was combined with. That was the true problem I was figuring out, not students and teachers!
"I would like to welcome you to this school and to see if you had any questions about Forks High School." He said politely. "Here is a map, and your schedule of your classes. I would also like to give you a list of sports you might be interested in trying out for the spring."
"Sports?" I asked, since when did sports have anything to do with academics?
"He'll love that list," Esme smiled towards him.
"Good! Well, class starts at a quarter till, your locker is 502. Here's the combination, and if you have any problems with the teachers or the students feel free to come to me." The man smiled, as I tried to figure out where the number a 'quarter till' was on the clock, what a locker was, and what it was combined with. That was the true problem I was figuring out, not students and teachers!
"Well, Thank you," Esme smiled as she looked at it with me. I could recognize a few words, such as 'American Literature', but I don't know what the topic did for honors. I didn't know what the word 'calculus' meant, nor the word 'gym', and I hadnever heard of a sequel to biology. Onlytwo of the class names made since: 20th Century American History and Spanish, a language that Eleazar taught me for some reason. The rest of the classes I wouldhave to find out about when I had them.
"Well then Felix, if you have no questions, itlooks like you are good to go." Greene responded.
"Go where?" I asked.
"To class! Here's a slip to give to the teacher, since you are running late." He explained.
"So we are good to go." Carlisle smiled. "Good luck, Felix."
"Thank you," I responded.
"We'll pick you up after school." Esme smiled they then left, and I was left to wonder alone. I walked through the class hearing students snicker as I walked pasted them. Then this large noise shrieked through the air causing the land to become dead silent, and everyone rushed away. I was left to look at the map- which I couldn't read. Itseemed to be just a bunch of lines and numbers.
It was as I was wondering thatI smelled theof blood coming towards me. Itried to ignore itas I looked behind me to see two girls coming at a fast pace. One of them stopped at one building the other continued running until she ran directly intome, causing us to drop notebooks.
"Sorry, about that," the girl said quickly as she rushed at helping me gather my thingsand I helped gather hers. That was when I got a close look at the girl. She was rather unusual different from most humans girls- she stood out to me. She seemed so different from most American girls that passed into the Volturi tower. She was skinny, very skinny, I had to be at least three times her size. The girl had absolutely no muscles- sheseemed to be just bones covered with skin. She had greasy frizzled red-black hair that she kept covered with a hood, a tan face with dark red acne covering it, followed by dark blue eyes covered with bushy eyebrows and thick dark brown glasses. She wore a pair of jeans with a rip held together with a group of safety pins, a slim fit black shirt with a stain on it, and a rip near the hem. She also wore a long brown jacket, with a rip that I recognized as being made by Demetri. It didn't take me long to realize it was the same jacket Alice wore whenshe came with Bella to get Edward. I went through and helped her with her books, including one notebook with no lines on the paper.
"That's my sketch book." She explained as I continued helping her, and she helped me gather the map and schedule.
"Hey, are you new or something?" She asked looking at it.
"Huh?" I asked unsure what she meant, as I didn'tthink eight-hundred years old was new.
"Is this your first day comin' here?" She asked slowly.
"Yes," I answered.
"You look lost." She smiled standing up with me.
"That is why I'm late," I explained.
"So am I," She explained. "Need some help?"
"Yes," I answered. "I don't understand this map."
"That's because the schools run by idiots." She explained with a sigh taking it from my hand. "What's your locker number?"
"502."I answered, hoping she would show me what a locker was and how it worked.
"Close to mine. I'll show you," She smiled as I walked with her. "'Name'sHeather, you?"
"What?" I asked, it was nice she was named Heather, but what did it have to do with me.
"What's your name?" Heather asked.
"Felix," I answered.
"That's a cool name," She smiled as I smiled, I didn't know names had temperatures. "How did your mother come up with that?"
"Have you heard of Felix the Brave?" I asked remembering my ancestor.
"No," She answered. "Sounds interesting."
"He was an ancestor of mine, he started off as a simple peasant." I explained as she looked at me. "One day while there was an attack on the village, the noble family left and he went and conquered the attackers and saved the royal family. He was than named lord over the manor he saved. I was born on the anniversary of that battle, so my mother thought it was only right."
"Oh," She gave me a nervous smile. "Well my name is Heather; I guess it was just in her head at the time." She said lead me to a hall with several metal doors. How could anyone expect to fit through a door that small. She lead me to one of them and pointed to door with 502 at the top. "That's yours."
I just stared at it, then watched Heather as she turned the knob on her metal door around and opened it up. "Having trouble figuring out the combination?"
"Yes," I answered as I watched her put her old beat-up bag in the door and take out some books, then came over to me. She looked at my schedule and then went and turned the knob on my door and it opened.
"There you go. Youcan put your bags and that in there for now, then I can show ya were your first class is at."
"Thank you," I smiled. "What class is the sketch book for?" I asked curiously.
"Art." Heather answered. "Are you takingit?"
"No," I shook my head.
"You should, it's the best." Heather smiled. "Mind if I see your schedule?"
I handed it over to her. I notice her faded blue eyes grew when she saw it. "Wow, you got a load on ya, you must be pretty smart to take these kind of classes."
I was very confused. These books weren't heavy at all, she just looked at my schedule. "You got Mason for English, poor thing.I have Mrs. Collar, she's a dream. I can't believe they put Jefferson for history. He was fired awhile ago, now they have a new substitute every month. I would invite you to sit at my table, but you got a different lunch, so good luck."
"Do we have any classes together?" I asked hoping as we walked down the hall.
"No," Heather answered as we stopped at a classroom. "We'll most likely not even run into one another. Butgood luck. You got gym with my boyfriend. He might help ya out. Anyway, here's Mason."
That should have been an indicator for my first day of school. Thefirst kind human I met and I was to be nowhere near her and was late for my first class.
I hated my first class, withMason. All he did was talk about some book that I was suppose to read. I didn't have a clue what it was about,- the writingwas too modern for my English, andI could barely figure out what the words on the pages were, besideswhat the story was about.
The second class was a little better, it was a math class with a man named Mr. Heplered, a young, skinny teacher with a very loud voice. Unlike Mason he actually asked me what I knew about the subject, and made his class it seem rather easy. He even came up to me while the others did their homework and walked me through what they were doing. I couldn't understand him, or that adding thing he kept telling me how to use, butit was strange how he was walking me directly through the problems helped.
The third class surprised me, it was my gym class with a man named Couch Clapp. I was changing in the locker room when a young boy with long brown hair, tan skin and an earring came up to me. "Are you that new kid, Felix?"
"I guess," I answered wondering how he knew my name, or why he was referring to me as a baby goat.
"Heather told me about you," He smiled. "She's my girlfriend."
"Oh," I responded remembering the girl form that morning.
"She told me you were in my gym class," He smiled. "You can be on my team if you want."
"What are we doing?" I asked.
"Walking the track." He answered.
"So we say," Another boy came up behind him.
"What?" I asked not knowing what that phase meant.
"Well," Another boy smiled. "Today's your lucky day, the football couch quit yesterday, so instead of making us do drills they are making us walk the track."
"Walk the track?" I asked still unsure to what he meant.
"Good chance to escape and have a cig." Another boy said.
"Cig?" I asked. "What does that mean?"
"I'll show ya." The boys promised. "Oh yea, the name's Ethan. This is Alan, John, and Tom."
The class was rather pointless, all we did was walk around a large field with two metal Y at each end. It was half way through the class the boys led me down to the woods away from the field. They lit slips of paper, put them in their mouths, set them on fire andblew out this awful smoke.
"Want one?" Alan asked.
"No thanks," I answered scared to have fire in my mouth.
"Figures, you're a doctor's kid." John smiled. "I doubt he'll like you smoking."
They all let out a chuckle as I chuckled with them.
"Can I see your schedule?" Tom asked as I handed him my schedule.
"Good news," Tom smiled. "You earned a seat at our table."
I had Banner next. He was a boring teacher. I sat around listing to a teacher talk nonstop about this picture of monkeys turning into humans. I didn't understand a word he was saying, nor did I understand a thing in the book. It seemed like he just blubbered and blubbered, as I sat there not understanding a word. I think he was talking about evolution, but language barriers prevented me from understanding anything else. I actually come from prehistoric blood-sucking immortal worms that melted in the ice age and bit the African hunter, Gazini, while he was hunting. He was so strong, he was able to pulled these worms off and get out of their tangle. Three days later Gazini became the first vampire and destroyed the worms, but I didn't dare say it out loud. I just sat their pretending I was like my classmates, who knew and understood English. I think he gave us a homework assignment, but I was unsure due to his lack of Italian.
Later I went to lunch were I met Alan, John, and Tom along with Tom's mate Missy. She was an ugly girl who had black hair with purple streaks along with a noise ring.
"So you're staying with the Cullens?" Missy stared as I sat down, she then let out a little giggle. "I take it you met Edward and Bella."
"Yes, you know them?" I asked.
"Well, let's just say we know Bella's father pretty well." Tom smiled putting his arm around her.
"We keep him employed." Alan committed. I had no clue what this meant, I just agreed with them.
"Hey, let's quit bragging." John ordered everyone. "We are being rude, we need to be polite to our guest."
"Sorry," Missy apologized to me. "So how was your first day?"
"Hating it so far." I said honestly.
"Oh," John seemed sympathetic. "You can come with us if you want."
"What about class?" I questioned.
"Class isn't really important." Tom smiled. "We got better things to do."
"You do?" I asked.
"Yes," Missy smiled. "Come with us after lunch and we'll show you."
"Alright." I agreed. I had nothing better to do.
After lunch Missy, Tom, Alan, and John led me to the parking lot were they pulled out a bottle of strange liquid from John's car. I notice Missy smile with delight as she led us back to under the bleachers of a 'Y' shape field. She opened it up and took a large sip, then passed it around, each one taking a sip. I did just to go along, but I didn't know what it was and it tasted awful. It smelled similar to Leah when I first met her. I noticed they were walking funny as we were heading back up to class. That was were a man in a blue suit came by and stopped us. He startedyelling at us and took us to the office as they giggled. That was when I realized we were in trouble.
~X~
"Did you contact their parents?" Officer Swan asked, coming in as I sat nervously in the principal'soffice. Missy, Tom, Alan and John seemed to find this hysterical, but I didn't find it funny at all.
"Yes, they'reon their way down." Greene answered.
"Well I'm sure these ones know the routine, I'm not sure about you." Officer Swan looked at me, wondering who I was. "Are you new?"
"Yes, sir." I answered.
"I could tell you weren't drinking." Officer Swan explained to me. "But you did have possession of alcohol on school property, and that's a crime."
"His parents are here right now," Cope answered as I watched Carlisle and Esme come in, the way they looked at me, I knew they already got me a plan ticket back to Italy.
"Charlie, we are sorry about Felix." Esme said kindly as Officer Swan looked at them surprise.
"He's yours?" The police chief asked shock.
"Yes," Carlisle answered. "We just adopted him."
"Oh," He let out a smile. "Well, sorry to call you in here. I don't think he was drinking."
"Neither do we." Esme answered. "He is having a hard time adjusting, and I think he just got mixed up with the wrong crowd."
"You weren't planning on arresting him, were you?" Carlisle asked.
"No, like Esme said, he just got in with the wrong crowd," Charlie explained. "I see he's in good hands, so I'lllet him go this time."
"He is suspended though," The principal pointed out. "For cutting class and knowing there was alcohol on school property and not turning it in.
"I understand." Esme nodded. "For how long?"
"He won't be allowed on school property for three days," The principal informed them, like that was a punishment.
"Alright then," Carlisle said in a serious tone. "We'll keep him busy. Come on,Felix."
"Thank you," I said politely to Officer Swan, as Esme and Carlisle walked out of the building at a very fast but human pace. I walked out with the two of them in silence, passing Heather.
"Dr. Cullen, nice to see you again." She smiled.
"You too, Heather. How are your sisters?" I notice his face became serious when he asked, I notice Officer Swan stopped too. It seemed they both taken noticed her.
"Much better, Grandmother treats them a whole lot better." She answered.
"The living situation?" Officer Swan asked.
"Better, thanks for asking." I notice her face became red as she looked towards me. "Anyway, I have art club- you should join."
"I'm kind of busy, but maybe some other time." I smiled at her as Esme pulled me away.
"So Felix," Carlisle started as I got in the car. "What happened?" I quickly told him about gym class, and my lunch table.
"Felix," Carlisle said after I finished my story. "When you get back to school, I suggest you find some new humans."
"You mean I'm going back?" I was confused.
"The principal said after three days." Esme pointed out.
"But I thought..." I was really confused.
"Felix, this truly is a first for us having bad experiences with humans," Carlisle started. "It wasn't the worstthing you could have done. It could have been a lot worse, but…"
"But what?" I asked. "You're not sending me back to Italy."
"No, we would never force you back to Italy," Esme answered. "But we can't let this go."
"We are going to have to do something, but we don't know what." Carlisle said. "You don't watch TV, we can't keep you from hunting, andyou don't seem to not enjoy anything."
"Don't worry, Carlisle." Esme smiled. "I will think of something when we get home."
I got another email when I got home, this time from Corin. Heather sort of reminded me of Corin, in their similar sweetness. Corin was formed by Didyme when she was alive, she spends most of her time taking care of Marcus. She once receiveda letter from a coven leader in Australia asking if she would be his mate, buthe was turned down because she didn't want her father to get lonely. I use to think she was boring, but now I found myself missing her. I wasn't surprised to get a letter from her.
Dear Felix,
You probably want to hear about your family first.Well, Alec is teaching me how to play soccer, but unfortunately I'm not very good. Jane accidentally ripped her good cocktail dress so I had to mend it for her. She didn't like me adding a couple inches on the skirt, so now she is teaching herself to sew.
Aro did locate the Greekcoven- it turns out they moved to an island on the Algerian sea centuries ago. I wonder why they never told us. Aro and Sulpicia got into an argument shortly after this discovery was announced, but I don't know why.
Daddy informed me the French coven is coming to make their Spring visit earlier than usual. That's good, Monique always seems to make my father's sorrow leave when she is around. I simply can't wait to see Louis again. Chelsea is worried of Carrie's reaction when we tell them you went to be with the Cullens. She doesn't like Carrie's false recognition of Alice. Renata is taking on a new form of art called 'fauvism'. I really like her new pieces, they arecolorful, andwe are thinking about sending you a piece. Chelsea and Afton are worried about you, and are hoping your doing alright. So make sure you write back to tell themwhether or not you're safe.
Anthenodora has been letting me come up and play the harp for her while she cleans. She claims to really enjoy it. Her and Heidi got into an argument about something the other day, I don't know what though. I hope they work it out, Anthenodora won't stand it if Heidi runs away again. I surprised Demetri and Santiago the other day while they were playing volley ball. I asked them if I could join in, they told me no until Anthenodora give them a nasty glare. I then spikedit, hitting Demerti in the head, andeveryone roared with laughter, even Caius.
Anyway, write us back on how you're doing.If you need anything, we'll send it out.
Love always,
Corin
P.S. Did you give that letter to Bella yet?
I wrote back, lying andsaying I am doing fine and askingto tell Chelsea and Afton not to worry. I also told her to give an update on what's going on with the Greek coven. I truly don't care much about the French coven, but I asked her to write how it went anyway. I wasn't too worried about Heidi and Anthenodora-Heidi had left before with a 'mate' who treated her like trash. Caius killed him when Heidi came to visit and she was missing a couple fingers he was keeping in his pocket. Heidi was actually relived he was gone, proving he wasn't her soul mate.
I remembered the letter I was supposed to give to Bella, I took it out of my suitcase, determined to give it to them during my next visit. Right now, Esme claimed she had work for me to do.