Emile's Nightmare28
Alice made the tunic that went over my waist and shoulders, so many times that I lost count, fast. She had already known my measurements so all she needed was to. They finally placed two golden type brooches to hold the ends together. Now I was with Rosalie at the hair and makeup station. She looked me over critically; she was making me feeling self-conscious, just like she did with anyone she stared at. She picked up a curler, and started. I have no idea how she managed to find an extension cord long enough so that it reached from this spot to the house, but she did.
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"Rosalie, are you done yet?" I whined. She had been curling the bottom on my hair for like over fifteen minutes, and this chair was hard.
"Stop whining," she ordered. I shut up, for about five minutes.
"How am I supposed to be anyway?" I asked. I need to know in order to get into character.
"Artemis, goddess of hunting. I personally would place you as Athena, goddess of wisdom, since you're all super smart and all that, but Artemis has sworn virginity, and Bella wouldn't be good for that, since Edward and her…"
"Eww! Okay, I get the picture, no need to continue," I begged her. She smirked and continued on curling. She handed me two thin, entwined, golden bracelets, probably real expensive gold, and went to go get something. She came back holding a small box.
"Done! Not bad if I do say so myself," she said proudly as I looked at myself in the mirror. Two small braids that started from the front of my face meet at the back, holding the free slightly curled hair from my face. I laughed, as if she didn't know it wouldn't look perfect? She opened the box and took out a thin silver circlet. Two thin strips of sliver intertwined with one another, like vines, one top of them where small silver leaves, showing an effect of wilderness. "Isn't it beautiful? We thought it would show off the goddess part and the hunting part in one," she said, swooning over the headpiece. I was speechless, it was beautiful. Rosalie took that as a thank you and shooed me off. I walked back to the camera set up and got everything ready.
I saw Edward and Bella come by, Edward's face looked miserable. "Don't tell me, Alice just told you about part of it," I teased him. He glared at me and stalked off during Alice's direction. I looked at Bella, who nodded she didn't seem to excited herself, and went to go catch up with Edward. I laughed at him both out loud and mentally, just to make sure he could hear me.
"What are you laughing about?" Matthew asked. I turned around and stared at him. He looked totally different. His toga went over one shoulder, the other one was let free, showing of his lean muscles. The whole toga ended about two inches or more inches under his knees. On his head he had a bright green laurel wreath and he had golden cuffs on his wrist, one on each. He wore the same kinds of sandals as me; they crisscrossed up a couple inches on his legs. I took my eyes off his muscular body and made myself answer his question.
"Edward just found out he had to do this too," I told him. He laughed.
"Your sister is strong for a girl shorter than five feet," he said as he rubbed his shoulder.
"You moved didn't you?" I asked him. He nodded. Alice had threatened to hit me if I moved, and I did and it earned me a slap on my arm from Alice. "So, who are you supposed to be?" I asked him.
"Um, I think I'm supposed to be Dionysius or Apollo, you know, I'm not quite sure," he said. I sighed.
"I hope you know that you're going to be in a whole lot of trouble for not knowing," I told him. He looked at me trying to decipher it I was serious. I was. Alice liked things to roll smoothly, and not knowing your part was so not smooth.
"Great, now what am I going to do?" he groaned. I shrugged. "Need any help?" he asked me, motioning to the computer. I thought about it and nodded.
"Go stand near that chair over there and pose for me," I told him, pointing to the chair. He walked over and sat down, getting into a thinking position. I took a couple of shots; with each one he changed his pose. I couldn't help but laugh with each and every crazy pose he took up. Finally, the camera clicked off, its way of saying no more room. "Opps," I said. I walked over and inserted the SD card into my computer and downloaded the pics. Matthew came over and looked over my shoulder as the pictures showed up on the screen.
"Wow, you're really good," he complimented.
"Thanks," I said, making sure not to look at him. I got that funny feeling in my stomach again and really hoped Jasper wasn't around.
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It took awhile for everyone to get ready and done before we could actually start. Even with their vampire speed, it took more than thirty minutes to find everyone and get ready. I was playing with the chess board with Matthew; we were making the tiny people attack each other, when my camera went off. Both of us jumped when the shutter went off, and I heard someone snicker. I turned around to see Edward there, I glared at him. He looked pretty much like Matthew in the clothing sense, but personally I thought Matthew looked better, not that I let Edward know I was thinking that. "Are you guys ready yet?" I asked him, trying to sound annoyed, it didn't work.
"Pretty much, we're just waiting for Alice," he said, going to sit down in his throne. He sat down where Dionysus was supposed to sit and grabbed the wine glass, shaking it lightly.
"If Alice is being apart of it, then we have on extra person, unless she's being a guy. If she is then I'm more than happy to let go of my part to let her be in it, I mean I'd still be part of it, but I won't actually be in," I started to babble so I shut up. Edward laughed and shook his head.
"That's exactly what Bella said," he said, "Alice told her that she was going to share the part with someone." I sighed. So much for my great plan.
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Once we actually got started, it was really fun. Nobody could stay serious for more than a couple seconds. It might have all started when we found out that Jasper had to be Poseidon, and that he got to wear a white beard. It was hilarious! I couldn't stop laughing and pointing, and laughing. That pretty much got Edward laughing which got Bella laughing which got Emmett laughing which got Rosalie which got Esme laughing which got Matthew laughing which got Carlisle laughing which got Jasper laughing at himself. The only one not laughing was Alice, who thought he looked adorable. Then it all just spiraled down from there. I didn't have a single picture that showed anyone not smiling or laughing. Which was pretty good. It signified that the gods did have fun, that they didn't just sit around discussing and plotting over the lives of the mortals.
Alice and Edward played an interesting game of chess with the humans. It lasted about a whole four minutes before Edward admitted defeat. With Alice seeing all his future moves and Edward reading her moves in her mind, that was one of the longest games they've every played. That was one of the only serious shots I got. Then we tumbled on to story time. Actually it was pretty interesting, for Matthew, to hear stories of my childhood, which I can't believe they even remembered.
"All toughs times and I didn't learn anything from it," Esme said, shaking her head. They'd just finished telling the story of the burnt kitchen.
"What do you mean, as far as I remember, nothing has happened since then," Emmett said, scratching his head, thinking. Esme sighed, Jasper laughed.
"Don't you remember that one time with the football in Ontario?" Bella asked.
"What happened in Ontario?" Emmett asked.
"Yeah, what happened?" Matthew asked intrigued in where this was going. He was really enjoying this, and the rest of my family was enjoying being with him.
"Well, lets see, I don't quite remember how it all started, who remembers?" Esme asked.
"I remember," said Bella and she started telling the story.
-Flashback-
It was the weekend and we were going hunting, it was Emmett's turn to stay behind this weekend with Emily. Esme was staying close by; she didn't want to repeat the kitchen incident.
The house we lived in Ontario had a laundry shoot, it was wide enough for a football, when sideways, to get stuck. That's exactly what happened. Emmett got his new Kurt Warner signed football stuck in the laundry shoot when he was throwing it around. It was half way down there and he started poking at it with a golf club, till he dropped it through the laundry shoot, so he went down to the basement to get it again.
Emile back then happened to dragged along a stuffed patched up bear named Polanka, and she had been watching Emmett stick things down the shoot and thought it was a game. So off she goes and throws Polanka down the shoot.
-Minimum interruption-
"Oh, I remember this now. Not one of my best ideas," said Emmett sheepishly, interrupting Bella's story.
-Back to flashback-
Anyway, Emile goes down to the basement to get Polanka and Emmett is there poking at the football with the golf club. Emile tugs on his shirt and Emmett turns around and looks down at her. "What are you doing down here, Millie?" he asked her, using his nickname for her.
-Minimum interruption-
"How'd you get Millie out of Emile, Emmett?" Rosalie asked.
"Oh I remember how that happened. I used to not be able to say the beginning E in my name, so I said Millie and stead of Emile," Emile explained.
-Back to flashback-
"I'm here to retrieve Polanka from the long expedition she had down the laundry shoot," she said excitedly.
-Minimum interruption-
"Wait, you couldn't pronounce the first e of your name, which sounds exactly like the last e, but you could pronounce words like Polanka and retrieve and expedition. You were one weird kid," Matthew commented. I turned and round and punched him in the arm.
"Shut up and listen to the story," I told him.
-Back to flashback-
She looked around but couldn't find Polanka anywhere. "Uh oh," Emmett said, looking up at the clogged laundry shoot. Emile looked up with him, and started to cry. "No, no, no. Don't cry, look I can fix this," Emmett said hurriedly and reassuringly. He picked her up and tickled her tummy. She laughed and stopped crying.
"Are you going to save Polanka from the laundry shoot monster?" she asked him as they climbed the stairs. Emmett looked at her confused.
"What about the laundry shoot monster?" he asked.
"Edward said that if I ever go down the laundry shoot, the monster will come and eat me up," she said. Emmett chuckled, Edward and his crazy methods. They walked to the shoot hole. Emmett peered in then looked at Emile who was still in his arms then back to the hole.
"I personally know the laundry shoot monster and I can assure you that he won't come and eat you. Now, here's the plan, I'm going to slowly let you in the shoot and then you can reach for Polanka and the football, then I'll lift you back up and voila, all done. Got it?" he asked her.
"Got it," she said confidently. Emmett picked Emile up, opened the laundry shoot and carefully lowered her in. "Are you sure the monster won't eat me?" she asked tentively.
"I'm sure," he said. She crawled slowly down the shoot, escalading sort of. The shoot was a very long, about two stories high. When she was about lower than half way down, she got stuck. That part of the shoot was narrower than the rest, a construction error, and Emile was barely moving anyway. She started to kick and struggle, all that movement just got her stuck even more.
"Emmett, help! I'm stuck," she said, her voice cracking. Emmet's eyes grew wide and he reached down to try and pull her back up, but she was too far down for her to reach her. "Emmett," she cried.
"Right, um, I'm going to call Esme, don't go anywhere," he said, and rushed off to find the closest phone. He dialed the numbers quickly, almost crushing the phone. "Hello, Esme, um where are you?" He asked nervously.
"Oh, Emmett what did you do?" she asked, getting nervous herself.
"Um, I sort of stuck Emile in the laundry shoot," he said, barley auditable.
"YOU DID WHAT!!" she screamed into the receiver. Emmett didn't say anything, he was too scared to. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU WHEN I GET HOME!" she yelled and hung up the phone. Oh great, he thought. He walked back to the hole to find Emile singing quietly to herself.
"Millie, shorty, mommy's one here way, okay? Are you okay?" he asked.
"Mmhm. Emmett are you sure the laundry shoot monster won't get me?" she asked, obviously freaked out.
"I'm sure, shorty," he reassured her, "Do you want to hear a story?" he asked.
"Yes," she said quietly. So Emmett began to tell her a story about a princess who liked to read. Of course he made it up all the way, but it kept Emile entertained till Esme got home. Of course, she wasn't alone when she got there. Jasper was right behind her, along with Bella. Bella ignored me, and hurriedly went to the laundry hole.
"Emi sweetie, are you okay?" she asked, looking down. The air condition started up.
"Bells, hurry! The laundry shoot monster is coming!" she screamed and started kicking.
"The laundry shoot monster?" she asked Emmett, looking at him weirdly. Emmett shrugged.
"This is all Edward's fault," he pointed out.
"Bella! It's coming closer!" Emile shouted. Jasper walked up to the hole and started to talk soothingly to her, changing the atmosphere as well.
"You know, I bet it's the air condition that's freaking her out. It must sound scary and echoey from inside the shoot," Emmett said thoughtfully. Esme nodded and headed off to turn the air conditioning off. The sound died down, and the shoot was silent, except for Emile's quite hiccups, which mean she was trying not to cry. Emmett got up and stood next to Jasper. "See, didn't I tell you, I had that laundry monster all under control, but wait till I get a hold off him. I'm going to make him apologize for scaring my little sister," he said. Emile giggled.
"How'd you get her stuck down there to start with, genius?" Jasper asked.
"The important thing is how are we going to get her out," Bella said, intervening. "It seems like the only way to get her out is to make a hole in the wall where the shoot is, either above or below her. Then we make a hole through the shoot and get her out," she said. Emmett looked excited at the thought of making a hole.
"Fine, but try not to make a mess, okay?" Esme said, not very pleased with the idea, "And don't you think that you're off the hook Emmett McCarty," she told him sternly. His faced dropped.
-End Flashback-
"So in the end we got Emile out and Polanka and Emmett got next the half year of house arrest," Bella said, concluding the story.
"That was a horrible and dark year," Emmett said sadly. Everyone laughed and anther picture was taken, not by me. I turned around to see Alice holding my camera. Actually holding it. It wasn't on it's tripod like normal, she actually had it in her hands. No one touches my camera. I was about to get up, when Edward pulled me back down.
"Don't ruin the moment," he whispered in my ear. I glared at him, but let it go. I'd deal with her later. Next to me, Matthew looked at the sun.
"It's getting late, I'd better go," Matthew said, standing up. I glanced over at the computer's time. 5:45 pm. Was it really this late already. I got up too.
"See ya later wolf boy," Emmett said, and engaged himself in the conversation they where currently having.
I followed him back to the dresser and handed him his clothes as he went into the changing room to change. I just took the toga off and switched back into my flip flops. He came out, his shirt back on, and something inside me was very disappointed. I told it to shut up. I lead him to the garage, getting the keys to the Mercedes in the process. "What are you doing?" he asked when I got into the drivers seat.
"You didn't think I'd let you walk home did you?" I asked him, "So get in." He shrugged and got in.
"I don't think fourteen is the legal age for driving," he said as we headed down the driveway.
"Then we don't have a problem since I'm not fourteen," I told him. He laughed. Then he looked out the window.
"Whoa! Slow down," he screamed.
"Why?" I asked him, not slowing down at all.
"You're going over eighty mph, that's why."
"It's not like I'll get caught," I reassured him, but I lowered it back down to the speeding limit anyway. "Driving slow sucks," I told him. He gave me a weird look.
"This is slow?" I nodded. He rolled his eyes and muttered something.
It didn't take me long to get to his house. I had already memorized the way from this morning. I pulled the car up to the empty driveway and parked. "Looks like no one's home," he said, looking at the empty house.
"We could wait outside if you want," I told him. He smiled and nodded. On his front porch, he had one of those swing seat things, for two people only, so we waited there. We sat there, watching the sunset and twilight commence. "Isn't it beautiful," I whispered to him.
"Yeah you are," he said. I turned around and found him looking at me. I looked down, my way of hiding blushes. His hand pulled my face back up, and I found myself looking directly into his dark green eyes, losing coherence. His lips were soon on mine, and I found myself melting into him. I turned my head so I could kiss him better, and he pulled me closer to him. It was sweet and soft, his lips gentle on mine. I pulled back a little, breaking it so he could breathe.
"That was nice," I told him. His eyes light up.
"Yeah it was. I've wanted to do that for a while," he confessed. I awed and kissed him again.
"I'm glad you finally did," I said to him sincerely. He pulled me onto his lap and we continued to watch the sunset. I laid my head on his shoulder and pushed the swing gently with the tip of my toe. We rocked quietly, back and forth, his arms around my waist, my hands on his hands.
"You planned this, didn't you?" I asked him. He nodded.
"Most of it anyway," he told me. I smiled, kissing him once more. "You know, that's three kisses. It officially makes you my girlfriend now," he said. I nodded.
"Yes, it certainly does. Not to mention I owe you a life time of servitude," I reminded him. We laughed. Then the Kodak moment finished when my cell rang. Groaning I pulled it out of my pocket and checked caller id. It was Edward. I picked it up.
"Hello," I said in the receiver.
"Emile, where are you?" he asked. Of course he already knew where I was, but he asked anyway.
"At Matthew's house, we're waiting for his parents to get home," I told him.
"Fine, but do come back before ten," he said. I rolled my eyes.
"Yes father," I said sarcastically.
"Good," he said and hung up.
"Parental check?" Matthew asked. I shook my head.
"Edward check actually."
"You can go home you know, my parents will be back soon,"
"I don't want to, but I might as well before he comes and checks up on me," I told him. I got up and he followed. Before I could reach the end of the porch, Matthew turned me around and kissed me once more.
"Good night," he said when we broke off.
"Good night," I told him.
I had to concentrate really hard while I drove back home. My mind kept wandering back to the kiss or kisses actually. One time I actually found myself swerving off the road. As I got home, I made sure my thoughts were in check before I parked the car. Edward didn't need to know about this. I walked through the garage door that leads into the main hall, smiling to myself. Bella walked passed me as I made my way up to my room. "What are you smiling at?" she asked. I looked at her and shrugged.
"I guess it was just a really good day," She looked at me weirdly, and shrugged, going back to her way.