Chapter 4 – Poor P.I. guy
I woke up at 4am feeling hungry and more than a little irritated. My new fangs were protruding and I was doing a great imitation on a buttered wife thanks to my vainy eyes. Looking around I saw a note from Lexi 'out to find a place to stay. See you in the morning'. I put my jeans and a black tank top back on and grabbing a pair of sneakers I headed downstairs.
Nothing in the fridge seemed appealing. Gently I unlocked the front door and stepped out of the house with my keys and wallet in hand.
The cool fresh air felt so good on my overheated skin. Having no clear destination I began walking/jogging around till I reached the Cullen house. Biting my lip I knocked the front door. No reply, guess they couldn't leave fast enough. Lexi had said I need invitation to get into a place but... does that hold if the owners aren't exactly alive?
Let's hope there is no silent alarm to bring Charlie hot on my butt.
Smiling to myself I threw a rock in one of the upstairs windows. When no one showed up after a few minutes I decided to try out my new stealthiest. It would suck if I'm the only vampire in the world that's still a klutz. Luckily, I'm not! Climbing a tree is easy now.
I felt a pang in my chest seeing the inside of the house. Everything was packed, the walls were bare. Seeing Carlisle's study completely empty (even the bookcases themselves were gone) made me wonder just how long were they planning on leaving. On a whim I decided to search the entire house. Every room was packed and the only sign that someone had ever lived in here was a single blood bag dropped on the floor of the garage.
"What the hell?"
My hand moved to grab it on its own accord. Tearing it open I drank hungrily only to spit it back out
"we, what is this?"
I picked the now empty blood bag. On the back of it read 'elk'?
"So much for hunting every other weekend"
I shook my head. Looks like I've been duped a lot recently. Not only Edward dump me and tried to blame it on the paper cut, but they also planned it for a while. It can't be easy to swipe empty blood bags from the hospital and fill them in with animal blood for a road trip. Was the paper cut even real? I shook my head sadly and left the large house. I may still be hungry but now I had my closure.
I felt a slow smirk build on my lips seeing a man leaning on the engine of a car.
"Need help?"
Then he turned to look at me I pounced on him. Biting him on the neck I began drinking hungrily until he fell limp in my arms. Taking a step back I let him fall on the ground and wiped my lips with my sleeve.
"Huh! I always thought I'd be a vegan vampire"
I grabbed the man, put him back in his car and pushed it down the Cullens driveway thinking no one ever visits them. Then I jogged back home feeling sated. packing my blood soaked clothes and sneakers in my old book bag I hopped in the shower. I shampooed my hair thrice wondering just how I got blood in my hair too. Then I shaved my armpits, legs, trimmed other areas and waxed my upper lip. When I was done I wrapped a large fluffy towel around me and tiptoed to my room.
I grabbed the I pod from my bag, turned it on loud enough to be heard without me wearing the earphones, I set it on my dresser.
Locking the door behind me I stood naked in front of the full length mirror alike had insisted in putting in my room. Taking a pair of scissors I began twirling strands of my hair and cutting it. When I was done I shook it and checked me out. If I were afraid I'd look like I was given a haircut by Edward Scissorhands or, worse, Madhouse Mona, I was in for a surprise. It looked a little wild, edgy and dare I say it? Sexy.
Then seeing it was still early I decided to give myself a makeover. Not like the ones Alice forced on me where I felt like a life size Barbie doll but one I actually like. Opening my closet I saw a bag shoved in the back. It was full of various make-up products Alice had forced me to use on various occasions during the many Barbie Bella episodes. Then I opened my computer and decided to look in you tube on how to make a natural makeup and using my new vampire accuracy I mimicked it. Lilac eye shadow with a hint of silver in it, a thin brown pencil line, black mascara and a coral lip-gloss.
When I was done my face looked almost clear and natural, why couldn't Alice ever compromise on those makeovers? In the same makeup bag was a pearly white nail polish and I applied two coats on my nails that were a tad long already. Sending a kiss on my mirror and then rolling my eyes in my own girly behavior, I went back on my closet to find clothes to match my new mood. Pushing jeans and sweats aside I located a skirt I loved wearing in Phoenix. it was brown with soft copper swirls, hit almost midthigh in a sort of alpha style. realizing I felt warm I paired it with a lilac tank top that had crisscrossing straps and a white flower on the left boob. When I opened my underwear drawer I saw a white panty and bra set. Alice had tried to force me into it on my birthday saying she had seen me wearing it.
"Guess it was true"
I joked to myself and put it on along with my clothes. I looked at my self in the mirror and liked what I saw. Deciding to go all out I added a pair of black pumps with barrettes and medium heels. then I grabbed the camera Charlie gave me on my birthday and snapped a photo of me in the mirror and put it in my bag in order to drop off the film to be developed. I put the IPO in the bag along with some books and headed downstairs to make breakfast singing and dancing around.
Just as I had flipped enough omelets to feed an army, I poured two cups of coffee and orange juice while singing 'Fabulus' from HSM2. A low chuckle made me freeze and turn around slowly
"I don't wanna know"
Charlie shook his head and sat on the table
"I may have taken part in the school's band"
I said quietly taking a sip of my coffee. Charlie's left bushy eyebrow was lifted along with the left corner of his mouth
"Is the teacher tone deaf?"
"Nah, just desperate. I'm not that bad actually; no one threw stuff at me when they heard me"
he chuckled
"did I tell you I serenaded to your mom once?"
"You did?"
"Yeah, when I proposed to her. I'm pretty sure she said 'yes' to make me stop singing"
I snorted trying hard not to spit my omelet across the table. Charlie's singing skills weren't exactly Grammy worthy; more like America's got talent, the bunch that get thrown out the door.
"If you say so"
I said when I was sure I had enough self control. He rolled his deep brown eyes and motioned us up
"Come on, you'll be late to school. Need a ride?"
"That would be good. The trucks made some whining noises yesterday"
he nodded and after dumping the dishes in the sink we both headed out the door. I never thought I'd be happy to see a cloudy day.
And so the day begins
