[Discontinued] His Angel- Twilight

10

That night, I wake with a start. When I open my eyes, I see Emmett, standing in the corner of my room, staring at me.

"Emmett? How did you get in my room?" I ask.

He remains still, so I turn to turn the lamp on. When I turn back, he's gone.

"What?" I whisper. I rub my eyes and lay back down, turning off the light.

After twenty minutes of tossing and turning, I sigh and sit back up. I turn the light back on. There's no way I'm gonna sleep now. I look to my desk and see the book that tío Charlie gave me, La historia de la familia Cristóbal.

I get up and sit at the desk. I run my hand over the lock, putting my finger in the divet where the key object is supposed to be. My eyes widen as I recognize the shape. I get up and go to my bedside table. I see the family ring that was left to me. I grab it and go back to the desk.

I put the ring against the lock, stone first. I hear a click, and see that the lock has popped open. I gasp as I take the ring off the lock and slip it on my finger. Then, I open the book.

'La historia de la familia Cristóbal.'  the first page reads.

' La verdad sobre los Mitos y Leyendas del mundo.' says the subtitle.

I start flipping through the pages, looking for a table of contents. There is none, however, and I keep flipping until I come across a passage that catches my eye.

'The cristobal family has magical roots stretching back to the time before we were brought to the island, from the state now known as Nigeria in the motherland. The magic runs in the family through the maternal line. It is not guaranteed that a person would have magic, but it is more likely to have it, than to not.'

I blink, taken aback. Magic? 

I flip the page. It is a family tree, going by the maternal line. The page folds out, stretching back generations. My mom never really told me much about her side of the family. Is this why?

Below all the names on the family tree, in parenthesis, are written either 'brujo' or 'ordinario'.

Most of the people have 'brujo' written under them, but I notice that my mother has 'ordinario' written under hers.

I follow the page down to my name. Under it, it says 'brujo'. According to his book, I am a witch.

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Bella and I are standing at her truck. It is weird being back at the parking lot, but I have a lot more on my mind to worry about how everyone is looking over at us while they get ready to go on a field trip.

I can't stop looking at the mark in Bella's truck from where Tyler's van hit it. My mind was still on what I read last night, what I double-checked this morning to make sure I hadn't imagined it.

I see Jasper, Alice, and Edward looking over at us. I'm about to walk up to them when Mike Newton steps in front of us.

"Look at you two, huh? You're alive." He says.

I laugh politely.

"Yeah. False alarm I guess." I reply. I give Bella a hug before walking over to the three Cullens.

"Edward." I say as I walk up to him. He's staring at Bella again. It's just as creepy as it sounds.

He turns to me.

"Angel." He replies.

"You did it too. I saw you." I look up at him. He tears his gaze away from Bella and looks at me.