I woke up the next morning to the smell of biscuits and gravy, and the sound of Bon Jovi drifting up the stairs. Not only was my dad home, he was in a good mood. He had come late the previous night, I was already in bed, and I heard him open my door to check I was there before shutting it and ushering Maddie into his room. I rolled myself out of bed and threw a cardigan that I had kicked under my bed the night before over my shoulders, as the chill of November had already gripped us early this Halloween morning. After finally shoving my slippers onto my feet I wandered my way downstairs. My father stood whisking the milk gravy and singing 'It's My Life' in a hushed tone. When he finally finished the song I erupted into a ton of cheers and clapping. "Encore!" Dad spun around, successfully flinging gravy across the kitchen off the whisk."Hey squirt didn't realize you were up!" The next song began to play from the bluetooth speaker, and he reached over to pause it before returning to th
November had swept in with a series of flurries, but all the snow melted just slightly before the next snowfall happened. I had had a series of awkward conversations with my father about boys, and about Edward specifically. He insisted on meeting Edward, and of course Edward was all for it. "What am I even supposed to call you." I asked Edward with a panicked gaze. We were sitting on the sofa at his house, Les Mis was playing in the background and it was early, Fontaine hadn't even sold her hair yet."Well what do you want to call me?" He looked down curiously, I was nestled into his chest comfortably, cocooned in a blanket because the whole freezing to death thing was a mood killer.I played with the edge of my sweatshirt sleeve as I thought about it. I wasn't really sure what I wanted to call him, the age gap between us was a tad concerning, even if we just went off the age he stopped at he still had two years on me, and I had only recently turned 15. As far as the school was concer
"Nothing to concern yourself with." Edward said with a smile and turned up the TV where George Bailey was busy flirting with a girl over a candy counter. How I hadn't realized we made it that far into the movie already I didn't know."No Edward, don't lie to me." I sat up, placing the bowl of popcorn that was in my lap on the coffee table in front of me."Alice's visions are never the only path we can go on, this was just a variant it's fine." He said dismissively, turning the television up another few notches, only because he knew the louder it was the less I could focus. I could tell he was lying to me, I wasn't sure how I could tell, but I could tell."Edward." I said his voice with such intensity it shocked even me. I was gripping his arm now, my eyes deadest and my brow furrowed. He turned his gaze to me, shocked, and I looked him dead in the eye as I set my jaw. "Tell me. What. Is going. On." I spoke each word with conviction, I was tired of secrets and not knowing the whole tru
School started back up and I was less than enthusiastic as Edward dragged me out of my bed in the morning, unfortunately he was not an alarm I could throw against the wall to let me sleep longer. He had my clothes in his hands, apparently Alice had told him where to find all my clothes, and he stood with an expectant look in his eyes. "I don't wanna." I grumbled as I grabbed my clothes from his hands and began to change, I cared so little at this point that he had barely had enough time to turn around himself."You made me promise I wouldn't let you skip school today." He reminded me."Yeah yeah," I pulled my clothes on and shoved my shoes onto my feet. My stomach threw a large and deep gurgle."Hungry?" Edward asked as he turned around."Opposite!" I yelled as I ran toward the bathroom, feeling the burn in my throat as my stomach betrayed me. He was there, holding my hair back, we had a system down, I'm sure he already had a glass of water in his hand to let me rinse my mouth afterwa
Have you ever had that feeling that something bad is going to happen? That your life is going to change in an unbelievable way and there's nothing you can do to stop it?I've had this feeling all day and it's pissing me off. My life is great at the moment, I mean I'm alive aren't I?I had my family, my friends, my degree- speaking of degrees I needed to get a job. I couldn't liveoff my savings forever and needed to find something ASAP. But before I did that and became an adult, like an adult- adult, I needed to have a little fun.After asking Jane, my best friend for as long as I can remember, to come out with me for the last month, she finally agreed. I had to seize this rare opportunity, Jane rarely went clubbing, and now that she was with a baby she barely had time to do anything.Caleb was surprisingly a very good and doting father. I'm not going to lie I had doubts about his parenting skills and I fully believed he would disappear with the baby, but he didn't and I could tell he
"Yeah, I can see that! You need to fix this!"He continued to stare at me as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Well that makes two of us buddy!"Hello? Aren't you going to say anything?" I waved my hand in front of his unmoving body.Within a second he had me lying flat on my back on the bed, both my hands were above my head in a tight grip as his body pushed down on mine."What are you doing?" I asked as I tried to get out of his grip."Be quiet." His voice was low and deadly and he had a dark look in his eye.I did what he asked and stopped struggling. With his free hand he tilted my head to the side without being gentle causing pain to erupt from there. His hand then pressed down on the mark which made me to let out a hiss, it hurt when pressure was applied to it or I moved too quickly.I moved my head back so I was facing him and his eyes met mine."What did you do?" His voice was barely a whisper, but I heard him loud and clear."Me? What did I do? Or what did you do to
"Fine, but I need to eat first." He didn't respond and I continued to make my breakfast.Should I be a polite person and offer him some food? Hell no, this idiot bit me.I walked into the living and sat down, Jacob followed me in and looked around the room distastefully.None of us said a single word, so how did I decided to break the silence? By eating my food. Wow, I did not realise how loudly I ate my food, why does it sound so loud?"Stop." Jacob muttered. I raised my eyebrows and he continued. "Stop eating like that."I narrowed my eyes at him but continued. I was hungry! He let out an exasperated sigh as if he was dealing with a child and sat down opposite me."Last night was a mistake, it never should have happened." Jacob said his voice low and serious."Yeah, I agree. It was a huge mistake." I chipped in."Stop talking, I am not finished," he retorted.I gritted my teeth and took a deep breath in. I hated this man."I will try to rectify the mess you created an-""I created?"
"Arabella Jacks?""Present!" I raised my hand and straightened my binder. I heard the door click open, and as my gaze drifted upward to the visitor, I opened my notebook and grabbed my pencil."Sorry to interrupt." The principal had stepped into the room. With him were three strikingly beautiful students. "We've got some new students this quarter. Please make them feel welcome." He smiled and then handed a file of papers."Very well. Go ahead and find seats." smiled kindly to the three new students. "Class, this is Rosalie Halen, Emmett Cullen, and Edward Cullen."My eyes followed in order of their stance, ending with the one named Edward- and instantly I was stuck with a flabbergasted feeling.He's so just asjdfklsjheoaha. Sweet baby Jesus."Now I will have you three books in just a moment. As for the rest of the class, please begin your essays of Shakespeare's 'Midsummer's Night Dream' I expect the rough draft by the end of the hour." continued, and the new kids moved forward and to