After a trying morning with the chihuahua-brained unwashed at Forks High, I repaired to the Volvo for some much needed respite at lunchtime. After a pleasant twenty minute's solitude listening to Debussy, I decided to cut loose with some Rachmaninov to get myself jazzed up before afternoon classes began.
I had been jamming out on the dashboard in intense concentration, when mid way through a particularly intense bout of air piano, I detected Jasper's influence. He had been manipulating me into a lack of suspicion for who knows how long. When I raised my eyes, I was met with the sight of my traitorous siblings smirking and snickering. They were collecting a camcorder from the classroom window opposite my car, which they must have set recording in advance, in order to capture such a moment.
Those mongrels had been filming me! Lord only knows what they shall do with the footage of my precious moments of private reverie. They have been getting better at shielding their vapid cogitations from me of late, and whilst the quiet is most welcome, the frequency of these shenanigans is increasing exponentially.
It is unbearable, simply unbearable to be plagued so by their constant jealous jibes. I know that if it were not for my damnable good looks, charm, intellect and enviable personality they would not taunt me so. But what am I to do? It would be impossible for anyone to believe that it is my fault for being Carlisle's best and brightest, his first son. It is natural that I should be the favourite, never mind Esme's simpering about heaven having no favourites.
Inevitably someone shall be in the role of least favourite, but I can hardly be held accountable for that. It is the natural order of things. I do wish my siblings would try to learn from my example, and accept their station in life, rather than let petty jealousies rule their actions. I shall be sure to raise this topic at our next family meeting.
In the meantime I must find and destroy that camcorder.
A/N: Please leave a review! Inspiration from this story comes from this video: /AVYWhB0oGWM Edward is definitely the favourite child, though Carlisle and Esme deny it fiercely. What do you think Alice, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie say about this behind his back?