I´m so sorry
I only own… well, my own characters, Cullens belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
I sat in my room, trying to write down a poem I had found on the internet, with a gold pen on a black paper, I tried to make the letters look as nice as I could do them, but my handwriting was really bad, and it took me several seconds on each letter.
Carlisle´s gift I had already finished, it had taken some time that one too, to write just "one for all and all for love" on a black paper, and then gluing the photo I had gotten from Esme on the paper. I had lent Emmett´s laptop for trying to find some text, that I could write with a gold pen on a black paper, and then frame and give to Esme as a gift for Christmas. A pile of balls of black papers laid in the corner now, I had thrown them there each time I didn´t succeed with writing the poem nice enough. I had wanted to find just some short text from the bible or something, but I had found a poem that I really liked, it would take two papers, but I didn´t care, I really liked it, and I was sure Esme would too.
I hadn´t decided either of Jasper´s, Alice´s, Emmett´s, Rosalie´s, Edward´s Bella´s or Nessie´s gifts yet. But I was sure I was gonna find something. I would just go into town someday and see what I could find.
It took all the time to next Monday the 18:th, until I got into town after school and started looking for gifts. I started with a clothes´ and make up store. There was a basket, right inside the door, with a sign that said 7 dollars / item, bargains. I walked over to the basket, and found a black beret with these sort of, plastic pieces that looked like diamonds, and a little package with three different nail- polish´s (dark red, dark- pink and dark- green) I bought the beret for Alice, and the nail- polish for Rosalie, then I walked over to another store, where I found frames for Carlisle´s and Esme´s gifts, and Christmas wrapping. After that, I had 39 dollars left, and I sat down on a bench, to think through how I would make the money last for gifts for Emmett, Jasper, Edward, Bella and Nessie. I looked around and me, and spotted one of these red- cross- second- hand- shops, maybe I could find something there, I walked over to it, pushed the door open and walked in.
To the left there were shelves and shelves of books, movies and CD:s there even was two big boxes with LP:s. I walked over to them first and started looking through them to see if I could find something for Edward. I found one, "Cartoon- raccoons" it said on the cover, and the cover had (of course) painted raccoons on it. I laughed a bit, and put it in my basket, and started looking through the shelves with CD:s, I found one with some singer I hadn´t heard of before, "stand by for…" by Måns Zelmerlöw… hmm, weird name. But I put it in my basket for Nessie, she would probably like it. In the shelves with books I found a book with pictures from the second world war, and a copy of "a little princess" (one of the few books I actually liked myself) for Bella. Then there was only one left, what should I buy for Emmett? I looked around the shelves, and found a binder with loads of baseball- cards, I looked at the price, gosh, who sell these things for 15 dollars, it could be worth thousands. I knew he would probably have loads of the cards, but I decided to buy it for him anyways. And then I was done, just the paying left, I laid up all the things on the counter the cashier counted the prices and then said…
"41 dollars," I counted my money, one time, two times.
"Oh kid," the cashier said. "Didn´t you hear me, forty- one dollars." I handed over all the money I´d got, the cashier counted them, then laid them down on the counter.
"DIDN´T you hear me kid, I said forty- one dollars," I realized the cashier was a bit like me, now when he was angry, he had stopped thinking about what he was saying, he had a really- really Scottish accent, I snatched, and felt a sting of pain at the accent. The boy was angry, I could see that, he asked another woman working in the store to take the other customers, and then he pulled me to the side, why he did that I could not see, because he shouted at me, so everyone in the store started turning around and stare.
"You TRYING TO TRICK ME KID?" his face was red.
"No… no, I swear I didn´t, I… I´m gonna," frenetic, I searched through my pockets, two dollars, two dollars that was all that I needed… I searched through them once… twice, even a third time, while the cashier kept on hissing, and the others were just staring.
"Two dollars too less," I whispered, more to myself than to the cashier.
"So you were trying to trick me kid, oi, give me your mum´s number." That pain almost was unbearable, my mum´s number? If only he knew… if only he knew. I shook my head.
"So what about your dad´s?" he now held his face really close to mine. I pulled my rucksack off, and started searching for money in it. Then I shook my head again. When the cashier took one step closer to me, I held up my rucksack in front of me for protection, but it didn´t help much when he pushed me, and I fell into a table with magazines. Then, finally the other customers started to react, a man working in the store (the boss) ran to the cashier, hissing and red in his face.
A nice lady helped me up on my feet. I opened my bag and checked so every gift I had bought, was still in one piece each. They were. So I looked back to the cashier and his boss.
"LEIGH." The boss hissed, I guessed Leigh was the cashier´s name. "I´ve had enough of you, you come too late for your shifts, you´re impolite to the customers, you´ve been taking money, and now what? You push a little girl to the floor, FOR TWO DOLLARS. Now you´re fired, go pack your stuff, and LEAVE, before I call the police."
"There´ll be no need for that, a man, probably in his mid- forty´s stepped forward.
"Police- officer Mason." The boss said. The police- officer nodded and said something I could not hear. Police- officer Mason turned to me, he bent down to my level.
"You´re okay kiddo?" I nodded. "Hey, you two come here," Leigh and his boss came to us. "Could we go somewhere more private?" The boss nodded.
"Leigh, go take the stuff this girl was about to buy, take the money she gave you with you and come with us." Leigh took the stuff, and we walked to a room behind the store.
"What´s your name?" Mason asked me. I decided to lie, and took the first name I could think of.
"Kiana Thomas." Kiana Thomas actually was the worst bully of them all at my school, and the champion of the figure- skating team.
"Really?" Leigh asked, and I could see that they all three saw I was lying. I sighed.
"Jamie Dylan." I mumbled. Mason nodded and wrote down something in a small notebook he had gotten up from his pocket.
"So, Jamie, could you tell me what happened?"
"Okay, ehrm, I walked in here, because I needed to get gifts for Christmas for… some… special friends, it was forty one dollars, and I only had thirty nine…. And… that´s all I know."
"Think you left something out kid." Leigh spat. "You were trying to trick me weren´t ya?"
"No I wasn´t." Mason nodded.
"So, Leigh is it?" he asked. Leigh nodded. "Well, since I´m actually not at work right now. I´m gonna call in some of my colleagues, don´t think you get away with pushing a child." Leigh looked furious, but nodded, as officer Mason made his call. I stood with my hands in my pockets, the boss tried to offer me a glass of water, to cool my nerves he said. But I held up my hand and shook my head, so he drank it himself.
"So," officer Mason turned towards me when Leigh had gone off. "Miss Dylan…"
"Jamie." Officer Mason nodded.
"Jamie, so, have I understood this right, you wanted to buy these things," he pointed to the things on the table. "But didn´t have enough money, Leigh thought you were trying to trick him, and he walked around the counter, and first shouted at you, and then pushed you." I nodded.
"I wasn´t trying to trick him sir, I swear I wasn´t. I´d never… "
"Hold on a second, do you know somebody named Jean Dylan?" officer Mason asked, I nodded. He smiled.
"That´s my father." I muttered.
"Father? How is my old man, we use to go to school together, we were like best friends? Haven´t seen him since he moved to Scotland with that girl, he must have moved back here then?" I nodded.
"We moved here nine years ago."
"Oh, can´t believe I haven´t seen him then, how is he?"
"He… ehrm…. He…" I thought about telling another lie, but it didn´t work the last time. "… he… is…. He´s in… a rehab."
"Really?"
"Yes, really, wanna barge into my private life anymore, because I really don´t wanna talk anymore about it."
"Oh, sorry, well, I guess we´ll have to call your mother then… can you give me her number?"
"No."
"Why not make this easy for all of us?"
"One, I´ve got no phone too check her number in. Two, She´s got no phone. Three, she´s in rehab too."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"You´re living on your own? I mean… how old are you…. Twelve?" It was clear that Mason didn´t want to be mean or something, he just guessed.
"Fourteen actually, and no, I live with the Cullens."
"Dr. Cullen´s." Mason looked up from his notebook. I sighed.
"No, Santa Claus´ Cullens… well of course it´s with Dr. Cullen´s how many Cullens are there in Bangor." Officer Mason nodded slightly and put his notebook in one of his pockets. He pulled up his phone.
"Have you got Dr. Cullen´s number?"
"No."
"Hold on," the boss said. "I can find it here…"
"Oh please don´t call Carlisle, please don´t, I´ll do anything, please, please, I was trying to get Christmas gifts for him and the others, please don´t call, please." I begged. Officer Mason bit his lip, then bent down so he reached my level again.
"Jamie, can you look me in the eyes, and tell me, for real, that you weren´t trying to trick Leigh." I looked officer Mason deep in his brown eyes.
"I swear, I did not try to trick Leigh, or steal anything." I said slowly. Officer Mason nodded.
"Now, I´m gonna let you go on two conditions,"
"Anything."
"The first, do not ever steal, or even try to steal, or do another crime, that you know it´s wrong."
"I promise."
"Second, and if you help me with this I´m gonna pay the two dollars you didn´t have."
"I… I can´t let you do that."
"I want to, but only if you help me find a gift for my fifteen year old daughter, I´m not really good at gifts." I sighed.
"Okay, I´ll help you." Officer Mason smiled, then pulled up his wallet and reached the boss two dollars.
"No," the boss said. "After how Leigh treated her, she could have the things for free."
"Please take the money, then I can move on, and just forget all this." The boss smiled, and now, for the first time I spotted his name on the right side of his chest. He took the money.
"Thank you, Oliver." I said, and put the things I had bought in my rucksack. Then I walked out of the store, and I and Officer Mason started walking down the street to find some good place to find a gift for his daughter.
"I would appreciate if you don´t tell anyone about what I did today," Officer Mason said after a while. "My reputation could get hurt if it reaches the police- station." I nodded.
"Don´t worry, I´m not." I said. "Officer Mason?"
"Yes."
"I really appreciated what you did. Thanks."
"You´re welcome."
It was kinda hard finding a good place to stop this chapter, but I´m stopping right there.
Oh, and I really don´t think there was any real band called Cartoon raccoons, I just made something up. And I like raccoons so…
So, I´ve made some research, first I asked a friend (here on fanfiction) for a state in America, where it´s very cold winters, and rainy summers, she answered Maine. I knew that the city needed to have a macy´s. so I just searched for "Macy´s Maine" and one of the places was Bangor. So, I´ve done some research about Bangor High School, and the mall. BUT, I don´t know the distances between different places, so I´ll just make those suit with the storylines. AND, NONE of the persons are real. If someone shares a name with a real person, then it´s a mistake, and I´m really sorry.