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Hello my luvs! Thank you so much for letting me take this much needed break from this story to focus on my own writing! Things have been going okay over here, although I have fallen behind on my word count, and at this point I'm just hoping to get a least half way! I'm going to be honest, things are scary over here. I've had the privilege to talk to some of you personally, one on one, on the scary state of post election America and want everyone to know that this is a SAFE PLACE! I take pride in knowing some of you can open this story and not have to think for a few hours. That getting lost in Mare's story is a comfort or stress reducing activity for some of you, and that makes me sooo soo happy. (I have also been reading a lot of fanfic this month for the same reason) That's exactly how this page is going to stay. Safe, inclusive, welcoming and an escape. That's how I always intended it to be and that's the way it's always going to be! With that being said...this chapter isn't really a happy one, but I love writing holiday specials and I love sneak peaks so welcome to the New Moon Era! I hope you enjoy this first installment, this particular Thanksgiving takes place in New Moon. The family has left Forks and everything is a little uncertain and emotions are running a bit high! For all my American's, Happy Thanksgiving, for my Canadians, Happy Late- Thanksgiving (I know you celebrate on the second Monday of October) and for all my international friends Happy November!
P.S forgive me if there'ssomemistakes, it's late, I'm tired and I have to be up early!
Reviews
KEZZ 1- Thank you so much my friend! regular programing is coming soon, but for now please enjoy this first instalment in the New Moon Thanksgiving Day special!
Ooshnish- You caught me lol, I always tend to stay up way to late on this chapters and then end up paying for it later lol! Thank you for giving me the time and space to work on my own writing this month. I really has been both lovely and weird to spend my free time writing my own work instead of being in the Twilight world. It also has been nice to go to bed early on Saturdays lol. I thought about skipping a holiday special but the longer I thought about it the more I just couldn't do it. I know you don't not everyone around the globe celebrates Thanksgiving, to be honest I really don't either, but I since I've prolonged season one for like...three years and because I haven't updated in Novemeber I though I would give you a sneak peak into the dyanamic that will be the New Moon Era! I hope you're November has been amazing and that you're taking care of yourself my friend! Please be safe and enjoy!
UndercookedCookie- Hello friend! You're right decisions, decisions. I don't know if I can pick either if I'm being honest their both just so amazing! YI'm so happy you liked season one, it will be wrapping up in December and then they'll be a little break with some short fun chapters here and there. Thank you for the amazing words of encouragement, this long break has actually made me hate my writing so it's nice to read your reviews and see that someone out there likes it! Gelato is amazing! I think it's a bit creamier and airer than ice cream! I hope you November has been amazing and I hope you enjoy this sneak peak into the New Moon Ear!
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EtherealSoul456-Hello my friend! I am doing as well as possible honestly! I miss you all so much too! I tend to over apologize, but a large portion of that is I am...*dramatic pause*...self conscious! lol physically, mentally...it's just who I am. You are honestly toooooo king my friend, I don't feel like I deserve all the praise you give me! This break away has actually made me hate my writing so reading your review always makes me feel better, in fact I go back and reread when I'm feeling particularly low so THANK YOU SO MUCH! I can't wait to get into the second season, sorry season one was so long lol, I just kept finding ways to stretch it out, but I promise we're getting to Twilight! Again thank you so much, my sweet friend for giving me the confidence when I don't feel like I have any and for being just sooo sooo kind. As for you question, Yes we will see Demetri again! As for ,y Spider-Man fanfic..yes, lol. I did step away from it to focus on Into the Blue, I just got a better reception over here vs. the Marvel fans. I do still have a few chapters for that story, but just haven't gotten a chance to look them over, but hopefully in 2025 I will. It's okay to keep talking to me lol, I love it, and I love answering questions so allll is good. I really hope you enjoy this sneak peak into New Moon and hope everything is going well for you!
Thanksgiving Special pt. 1
"Morning," Amelia's high-pitched voice pierces the sleepy compound of my mind,
"Morning," I groan rolling over only to feel my mattress dip and Amelia slide behind me. Our full beds are larger than most prep schools provide but there's still not really enough room for the two of us to spread out comfortably. I roll over coming face to face with her wide awake happy smile. I glance towards my alarm clock, 5:09 AM, It's too early for this,
"Hi?"
"Hi." I sigh,
"Can I help you?"
"You can actually, I've noticed that your bags are not packed." I lift a brow,
"Why would they be packed?" She groans sitting up to give me an exasperated look,
"Well, considering that you Americans are celebrating Thanksgiving I assumed you were going home." I slowly sit up,
"We're not in America," I say slowly in case she forgot, she doesn't appreciate this and rolls her eyes,
"Yes, but you are." She reaches down to pick at a loose thread on her 200 dollar Pajamas, "I heard you got called into Mrs. Benson's office and figured you were talking about leaving early this week," She's not wrong,
"No, you're right." She lifts a perfect blonde brow and tilts her head,
"So you are leaving early?" I shake my head and plop back onto my pillow,
"Nope."
"Why not?"
"Amelia?" I shoot up, "Are you trying to get me out of our room for some reason?" Her lips twitch into a smile,
"Of course not, but I just can't help but notice..." She trails off,
"Yes?"
"You seem on the outs with your parents." She says carefully as if this sentence will break me, it won't,
"Why would you say that?" She turns looking at my desk,
"Well, for one, you knocked your picture to the ground and threw away the flowers that came for you yesterday." This is observant, but then again, Amelia is the smartest student at Rosenberg's, so it's not a surprise.
"It's weird that you noticed that." She huffs,
"It's not, I just noticed several of the other Americans around here are going home, but you are staying," She looks away guiltily, "Also you kept silencing your cell yesterday and I saw that it was your mum calling-"
"Not my mom," I mumble throwing the covers off and heading to the closet. Since we are up there is no point in just sitting around,
"Well, the screen said mum..." I don't answer instead I open the wardrobe and search for a clean uniform. I should have sent them to the laundry but my stubbornness got in the way and I forgot. I roll my eyes and pull my skirt out of the dirty hamper pile, and turn to Amelia,
"Can I borrow your perfume?"
"What's wrong with yours? It's more expensive than mine," it was a bribe gift that's what's wrong with it, "Mare you know you can talk to me?" I feel my lips wobble and I turn tossing the skirt at the door,
"It's nothing it's just...I don't want to see them." I whisper,
"But they're your family." They're not...
"It's weird Mia," I finally breathe out, "Everyone's split up and..." I turn away, "It's just weird."
As far as Amelia knows I'm just another privileged child to a super wealthy set of parents who sent their kid away to Institut Auf Dem Rosenberg for a top education and the best opportunities. What she doesn't know is I'm the adopted child of vampires who fled their home because their "son" didn't want to hurt his human girlfriend anymore and going away to boarding school was the only way I could guarantee that I could stay at the same school for the next three years. Although if I had finished the books I would know for a fact if we ever go back to Forks, however at this point even if we do I'm not going. I begged to stay in Forks, and practically pleaded with Edward to change his mind, but overnight the decision was made and we left. I fought every step of the way until Carlisle started talking about schools in New York and that's when I brought up boarding school. At first, it was a harsh and resounding no, Esme refused to let me go and Carlisle agreed. For two weeks I was...a brat, not talking, eating only when forced, pulling away until Carlisle sat me down and asked me if boarding school was what I really wanted.
"I don't want to be here."
"Mare sweetheart I really thought you'd be happy to be back in New York?"
"No,"
"Is it us honey?"
"Yes."
Carlisle agreed after that, it took Esme longer to accept, but after a bit, she reluctantly agreed, but I could tell she wasn't happy about it. On drop-off day, she lingered in my door, arms awkwardly at her side, I waited a few minutes before walking into her arms. She held me for a few minutes and then finally left with Carlisle. Since then it's been short-sided conversations and expensive gifts in the mail...it does nothing for me. Last year on my second Thanksgiving in Forks we sat around the sat around the table like we had the year before, everyone watching me eat, but there were more conversations and laughter. Emmett once again recommended I should try squirrel, Rose told him to shut up, and Alice commented how cute my outfit was (I let her pick it out.) Jasper twirled a chess pawn in his hand, waiting for me to finish so I could sit down and play a game with him, meanwhile, Edward was softly playing the piano in the living room, he had been teaching me cords early that morning. The Denali were there, Tanya next to Edward and the others sitting around the same table. Things were easier then...happy. How easily things can change, just then my phone rings, Amelia glances at the screen and frowns,
"It says Dad," I groan, Esme, I can ignore, Carlisle I can't. Amelia jumps up,
"I have to use the lavatory." She quickly grabs her bathroom caddy and scurries out the door just as I hit answer,
"It's like 5 AM over here."
"Alice said you'd be up." I roll my eyes, of course, she did,
"My roommate woke me," I tell him casually knowing the conversation is going to turn hard quickly,
"I talked to Mrs. Benson yesterday," here comes the hard part, "She said you weren't coming home, but I nor your mother were aware of that," and there it is.
"You know they don't celebrate Thanksgiving in Switzerland."
"Yes, but they do allow for a break for their American students, which you are." I swallow, "I also was under the impression that if you didn't want to come home you would tell us directly instead of your counselor, and also I would like you to explain directly to me why it is you don't want to come home." I take a breath but no words come out, it's amazing how that happens when Carlisle's angry voice comes out,
"I have a lot of work," I finally manage to get out,
"The plane ride is around 10 hours, you don't believe you'll be able to focus and get your work done then?"
"No, I mean yes, but-"
"Then I don't understand Marceline, you've been at school for around two months now, and you don't think it's appropriate to come home and see your family."
"Christmas break is only three weeks away,"
"We're not talking Christmas, we're talking Thanksgiving."
"Thanksgiving is a stupid holiday, what are we celebrating? Stealing land, yes let's eat to the murder of a whole group of people," Carlisle huffs,
"It's less about Thanksgiving and more about you coming home for the week,"
"That's a lot of time to miss school,"
"And I hear you sent your mother to voicemail yesterday."
"I was in the shower-"
"You haven't talked to any of your siblings, and you've come off as very ungrateful. Letting you go away to boarding school wasn't an easy decision and you don't even seem to understand the -"
"I don't want to come home!" I finally spit out. Carlisle seems to understand the weight of my words, and I suddenly understand how loud silence can be.
"Marceline, I'm trying-"
"No, you're not, you didn't even try that night." I can hear Carlisle sigh,
"Is this about leaving Forks?"
"I didn't want to leave, I begged you to stay, to reason with him, but you took his side and overnight you had us packed and ready to leave, you didn't even let me say goodbye to my friends, it was just...we were just...gone." My cheeks feel wet and it's then I realize I'm crying.
"Mare take a breath,"
"No!" I do it anyway feeling a sob escape my chest, "You don't get to tell me what to do. Not since you stopped caring for me,"
"That has never happened."
"Then why couldn't we stay, I was happy, I had friends, I was skating, everything from last year was blowing over my grades were good and I liked math, I never liked math, I wanted to join the newspaper, and it didn't matter because you made me leave anyway. Why did we have to leave?"
"Mare, you know why?" Carlisle's voice is stern, almost boarding on angry.
"Why did you let Edward dictate the whole family and when did Bella's feelings become more important than mine?"
"Marecline Ann comparing yourself to another person will do nothing for you."
"It's true isn't it."
"You are my daughter, not Bella, although to be honest you are not acting like it."For a second everything turns red,
"I don't know how to be, I never had a dad let alone a whole family, but I think if I had one, they wouldn't up and move me from a place I was happy, but then again this is my fault because this is what happens when you let people care about you and you care about them, they just disappoint you!" I fall back on the bed no longer able to stand, the dizziness too overwhelming. I breathe feeling like my chest is trying to cave in on me,
"Mare, how long have you been feeling this?" Carlisle says when I've caught my breath,
"It doesn't matter." I reach up to wipe my tears, angry that I've started crying in the first place,
"It does, Marceline I thought that you accepted the move after it happened, I didn't know you were building all of this inside-" I laugh if only for the ridiculousness of that statement,
"Because Edward told you I was before he left for god knows where? I never wanted to leave and if I did why in the world would it be New York." Carlisle's silent on the other end, I hear him take an unnecessary breath,
"I should have-"
"I don't want to be a family anymore, you don't owe me anything." I finally spit out the one thought that's been constantly circling my head since I got to this school, "I won't talk about...anything, and you don't have to treat me like your child, if you want you can stop now, I'm sure I can figure things out or you can wait till I'm 18, either way, you don't need a human dragging you down." Carlisle doesn't speak for a long time. I hear the sound of healed shoes on wood floor and Carlisle mumbles something before speaking louder,
"Marceline, I think it would be best if you come home so we can talk these things over."
"No," I push end and immediately regret it. My hands start shaking at the reality of what I just did. I hung up on Carlisle, the one man in this family who scares me the most. I told him I didn't want to be a family, I basically threw every nice thing he'd ever done for me away. It was only five months ago that I asked him if I could call him dad and he accepted without thought, even asking me if I was sure, and now here we are...
My phone starts ringing and quickly I grab it shoving it under my pillow before turning to grab my own bathroom caddy and head to the showers. Amelia is already in there, towel wrapped around her, q-tipping her ears. She turns when she sees me, her eyebrows cast down,
"Have you been crying?" I grit my teeth turning away from her and heading towards the very back by the showers. I drop my caddy and turn the water as hot as it will go before drowning all my emotions and breaking down.