I think it was a Tuesday. I was getting my first cup of coffee when I heard a loud banging on the front door.
It confused me, I hadn't gotten knockers before. Manoeuvring my coffee and book, The Gargoyle, into one hand, I yanked open the door and juggled the tipping cup upright.
You could imagine the surprise when I saw a sheepish Embry Call and Seth Clearwater at my door, wringing there hands. I jerked back so hard, my coffee spilt down on to my tank top.
"Argh, baloney." I muttered mile setting the cup down on the inside of the walls.
"Hey, you okay?" Embry asked moving forward to grab my book. I moved back and glared at him.
"Who are you?" I asked, innocently, before slamming the door in their faces. So it begins.
I decided I was going to need ice cream for this so, after washing and changing, I got into my car and drive to the twenty four hour shop an grabbing cartons of chocolate ice cream. Oscar at the counter whistled when he saw it all. He'd been working every time I'd come in for food and we'd become Friends.. Sort of.
"Planning a party?" He asked as I snorted and gave him the correct amount of money.
"Nope, just a little revenge." I smiled and winked. He chuckled.
"Need any help? Revenge is my speciality." He stuck out his tongue and I laughed.
"Oscar, my good man, where have you been all my life?" I asked and he handed over the bag of ice cream.
He took on a serious face. "Let's have a sleepover!" He squealed and I lightly put my hands over my ear in show.
"I don't think we've got to that stage in our relationship, Oscar." I joked and he hooked an arm through mine. From the two weeks id been coming here, I'd found Oscar was quite utterly gay. He just rolled his eyes.
"We need a film. On the house. Come on. Ooh! Leonardo Di Caprio in Romeo and Juliet. He's such a hunk!" Oscar kept chattering in and on skipping from this film to that film before I got bored. I flung Romeo and Juliet at him and told him to meet me at my house in ten. With an animated wave 'good-bye', Oscar started to lock up the shop, after five minutes of 'no, my boss won't mind' and 'I can have a few hours off'. The ride home was equally as exciting with no good music on the radio and the ride short enough to not be of any significance. When I arrived in my drive, and unlocked my door, I paused and turned to Emily's house, where Embry was looking out the window and Paul was stood at the door. With a glare, I just stomped inside and set about grabbing two spoons for the ice cream.
Exactly ten minutes later, I heard Oscar's car pull up and I went to open the door for him. Paul, Seth and Sam were stood outside watching as Oscar jumped out of his truck and pulled my into a hug, muttering,
"My love! How long it has been!" I laughed, smacking him on the arm and shaking my head while muttering how he had only seen me ten minutes ago. Once I'd pulled him in and shut he door firmly to block the states from the people from across the street, Oscar turned to with a twinkle in his eye and whispered,
"Did you see those lovely examples of the male specimen?" I only rolled my eyes and told him to get his butt on the sofa. After popping the video in, I heard the sound of a throat clearing. I looked at Oscar and he patted the seat next to him.
"Come warm me up, I need your loving tonight." He exclaimed, putting a hand over his heart. I laughed loudly and then muttered something about rainbows, but I sat next to him any way. He flung a arm over my shoulders and I tucked in to my ice cream listening to the comments about how cute Leo looked.
"Oh! Doesn't his hair look adorable?"
"Oh! Leo can call for me any day!"
"Mm! That butt in those trousers!"
Oscar was then preoccupied looking at Dirty Dancing for our next film while I got the next tub of ice cream. Then a loud knocking at the door interrupted us. Oscar have me a questioning look and I returned it, but finished getting my ice cream while Oscar answered the door.
After a while, I went to see what was taking so long when I saw Paul at the door, looking mad. When Paul saw me, standing behind Oscar, my hand on his arm, Paul only seemed to get madder. For no reason I knew, I quickly removed my hand but it did nothing to calm him.
The show had to continue.
"Who are you, and why are you standing at my door?" I asked, innocently and Paul glowered at me.
"Adelaide! What are you doing? Who is he?" He asked jabbing a finger at Oscar. I frowned and then shrieked.
"Stranger Danger! Stranger Danger!" I screamed before tugging Oscar back from the door. Paul looked confused and hurt.
"Adelaide, what are you-"
"Get off my property, Stranger!" I shrieked and then once again slammed the door shut. Oscar just looked curiously at me.
"You are one strange cookie." He said before shaking his head and pressing play.
We finished more films than I had ever watched before with someone else and by the time I finished my fourth tub of ice cream, I glanced at the clock. Throwing it against the wall, Oscar jerked out of the couch and onto the floor, rubbing his eyes and yawning. I pulled him and practically shoved him to the door.
"You must go! Go!" I shouted at him, pushing him.
"You worry too much." He said, simply, thinking I was worrying about his job. I was worrying about something far more important than that! I was worrying about dying in front of him! He left quickly after seeing my frantic face after shouting,
"I'll see you soon!"
I just grunted and ran back inside, forgetting to shut the front door. In my haste, I knocked a lamp onto my toes and I jumped around.
"Buggering flying green fairies with big purple hats on!" I swore and didn't bother picking it up. I ran up the stairs as the tingling started and I realised I wasn't going to make it to bed.
I laid down and for once, or maybe this was the second time, I died on the floor.