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Chapter 5: Airplane Ride

Bella had always mentally checked out of her current situation, staring out a window or focusing on an object for long amounts of time was a means-to-an-end. She called that sleep. Humans closed their eyes then drifted off to dream but Bella had not possessed the ability to sleep. She closed her eyes many a time but sleeping was impossible.

"We are here." Her new daddy-in-law told her.

She wanted out of the car hours ago. They could not sing to save both of their lives. Their voices combined were the equivalent of screeching cats in mating season. Her ears would never be the same. Their voices had won some unexpected war that she had yet to know she was a party to in the first place.

"Good-luck, Bella. Don't do anything I wouldn't do," her mother told her. Bella wondered what the saying meant, anyway.

What would her mother not do? All research pointed to Renee being able to take on all challenges head on without a though as to Bella's well-being.

She had not bothered to show emotion. With her sitting in the backseat her expression would not be seen by them. "I will try."

Being near humans in a car was not something vampires practiced. That was why she owned a truck. If someone wanted a ride, she could always keep the windows open. In Florida, she had the AC full blast to keep the heat from intensifying the scent. One human in her truck was enough but a car could hold a number of them.

They parked in front of the airport. Her mother passed her twenty dollars telling her to send her a t-shirt.

What the hell? A twenty? The shipping cost would bring the total of a t-shirt over twenty dollars. Send her a t-shirt. She would need to wait for a sale. What the hell was her new mommy thinking? Bella started to understand why she might call her mom by her first name. The woman had no concept with money. Bella decided that she would get a shirt from a second hand store.

With a quick hug and a quick kiss she was off to make her way through the populated airport filled with delicious smelling humans. Oh, yeah. That smell was enough to drive a vampire to drink. Too bad there were cameras everywhere. Those crafty humans were always trying to escape from being lunch.

Twenty minutes later, she was on a private jet that was provided for her. She could not be expected to be contained in an airplane with humans for long. Heidi proved a snack for her. He was about twenty-five years old of medium build. His blood tasted so sweet that she could not help but to give her thinks to her pale, mahogany eyed friend.

Bella normally only considered Heidi a friend during hunting and battles. Bella doubted that that the vampire would ever share a meal with her. Heidi tended to drink too much. Often, the vampire was very selfish with her meals.

Heidi only smirked at her. She looked so smart in her airline hostess uniform. "I thought you would like your present."

"Of course, I did. How did you get the time off to spend time with me?" Bella always suspected that Heidi had an easy job. Heidi only had to get humans. Bella had to wait years for the vampire that she was assigned to, to show his or her real colors. The Cullens would be the same way. In three to five years, she would figure out how they kept their eyes from not turning red. Maybe, it was a special power. Still, she didn't expect to stay that long.

Biting was not a crime but doing said biting in front of everyone would give the Volturi a good excuse to kill them. How much time being around humans could they really take until they succumbed to bloodlust?

"I am only here to make sure that you actually go to Seattle. The Volturi don't want you taking a plane somewhere you actually would want to go." Heidi emphasized word actually if only to prove her point. She knew that Bella would not want to go to Seattle to be near boring animal drinkers.

"Where is the trust?" What the hell? It was not like she purposely went the wrong places. Planes had delays all the time. Sometimes she was even forced to be shoved in small planes with humans that she could not even drink from: not fair.

Heidi was not buying Bell's pretend nature at all. The woman had thousands of excuses for ending up at her location late. "Speaking from someone who claimed that she had to find her luggage in the jungle when all of us know you wanted to see how fast Kenyans really were in Africa. Right, Bella?" Getting there on time was never Bella's strong point.

A few less Kenyans in long distance races would allow other countries to win foot races. Italians needed to win sometime. Why were Kenyans always winning foot races? Damn you, Kenya.

"Officially my luggage was missing last time I was in Africa. You saw the reports." There were four reports. Four. Why had no one believed her?

"Mmhm." No way, Bella had to be lying. "Right. What about the time when you were to go to Spain but you ending up riding watching races in France?"

"I had some time to watch a race. I know you did not give birth to me so back off. It was only one race." Bella hated being watched all the time. Heidi needed to get a better hobby. Maybe, the vampire could take up quilting. "Hey, you're supposed to be on my side. You are my friend."

"Even when I know you are full of crap?" Heidi taped Bella on the shoulder in order to annoy the hack out of Bella. Then, she took the seat next to her.

There was no way she would admit to purposely trying to kill Kenyans in order for the Italian citizens to win foot races. And, the killing some of the racer in France was fun, to say the least. "It was not my fault." She scooted her butt closer to the side of the plane.

"Whatever you tell yourself to get off at night." A smirk played on her lips in a knowing smile.

How had she sunk so low? Heidi knew her plans. Gone were the times when her life was actually easy to cover up. Sometimes she really had not cared if anyone found out about her. "Don't make me smack you." Vampires were all the same, anyway. They all were a bunch of assholes who wanted to suck the life out of everyone. Her job was only to prove that being an asshole would endanger the vampire community.

Bella would never hit Heidi. Heidi knew it would be fun to tease her, though. "You would really smack me? You love me. I am the bringer of free snacks."

That snack as she called him was not half bad. Heidi was indeed a true friend with snack benefits. What would she do without Heidi to cheer her up at the last minute? "You are lucky you're my friend. You're just so lucky. You have no idea how lucky."

Author's note: I don't hate Kenya or France. I am only using that country as a plot device for Bella's character. I could have easy used another country as an example. Jamaica for example: has the incredible Asafa Powell who is the fast man alive. He wins all the time. I doubt it is the shoes that make him fast. Simply, amazing.