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It had been one week since the pharmacy and Bella's homecoming and for some dumb reason I couldn't get Emmett out of my head. And I'd tried everything to get him to go away, and I mean everything.
I tried distraction: reading, helping Jake in the garage, baking nonstop with Sue Clearwater. I went to some parties, hoping the weed and alcohol would kick him from my mind, but the intoxication just made my thoughts get weirder and less filtered. I even hooked up with Paul a couple of times, which would normally fix any intrusive thought, but even he only acted as a temporary escape from the dark haired boy.
It got to the point that I was trying to find reasons to go to Forks. And then promptly talking myself out of them because, he was a Cullen. Sure he was hot but, he was still one of them. Even if I didn't partially believe the legends, Billy's hate for them was enough to deter me away from the golden eyed family.
It didn't help that Bella was constantly going on and on about the family. Apparently her first day at school was less than great. I guess Edward Cullen totally shunned her and acted as if he despised her for literally no reason.
I ran my fingers through my hair, pulling at the blonde roots with a groan. What was wrong with me? Why was I so hung up on a guy I'd literally said less than ten words to? Either way, his face was haunting my dreams and I needed to figure out some way to get it to go away.
Maybe seeing him again would convince me he's not as attractive as I originally thought? Pharmacy lighting can really alter someones looks... right?
With a sigh I got up from my bed, going over to throw on my sneakers. I smoothed out my skirt and quickly fixed my sweater and hair in the mirror, making sure I looked okay. I stopped myself half way through fluffing my curls, what am I doing? Who cares what he thinks about me, I'm going to Forks to get him out of my head, not stuck farther in it.
I turned away from the mirror, grabbing my keys and purse on my way out the door. I skipped down the stairs, taking them two at a time. I figured since it was nearly lunch hour, I could ask Bella to lunch. That way I'd get to see Bella and I'd get this stupid boy outta my head.
"Where are you headed?" Billy asked from his spot at the table where he was writing something on some parchment.
I smiled over at the man, "I'm gonna go take Is some lunch, figured I owed her a visit since I haven't seen her since she got here."
"Okay, be safe, the roads are icy," I could hear the concern in his tone. He hated when I drove anywhere, hated the thought of something happening to me again.
I gave him a small smile, bending down and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, "I'll be okay, promise."
As I left the house, I pulled out my phone, dialing Bell's number. The air was cool but it didn't bother me much, just raised goosebumps on my bare legs. I contemplated changing but decided it didn't matter enough, I'd be inside anyways. I leaned against the hood of my silver car as I waited for her to answer. She did on the fourth ring. "Hello?"
