Hey hey heyyyy.
Please don't kill me! Hahaha. I've missed my little munchkins. How've you guys been?
Please read the authors' note at the end? Thank you.
Onwards to greatness!
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The good vibes lasted only until I arrived home.
And then I turned back into my Bella Swan mode.
You know, when Edward left her for her safety and she turned into a semi-comatose hermit that sat lifelessly on a chair in her room and probably never ate or bathed (ew), watching the world pass by in a haze. I'm just not as dramatic as that, ofcourse.
I used to make fun of her, but now, I kinda understand where she's coming from. I guess sometimes the drama they show on tv is only outrageous because you've never experienced it.
But now, I have, and it sucks.
Get it? Sucks? Twilight? Because, you know, vampires suck blood and-
Aw forget it. Even my puns are disappointments.
But atleast I was making an effort to be normal. I ate with my family, made little jokes like normal me would. All was seemingly right with the world.
Except the fact that I didn't have Nick by my side. I know, I sound like a sap right now.
It was also blatantly obvious that my family was still worried about me. Blake would keep laughing at my jokes, mom and dad asked me if I wanted more food, and the twins gave me oreos.
Yep. Oreos.
That's like, the ultimate pity gift. Atleast, by my standards.
Part of me was like "I don't need Nick after all. I am loved. I am a strong, independent young woman who will go places and destroy things. I don't need no man."
And another part of me was like " Nick used to laugh at my jokes, buy me food and share his oreos with me too*sob* I miss him *sob* And shut up, optimistic part of me, you just used a double negative. Nick loved double negatives! *sob*"
It's like I had this inner clash. It felt like two tornadoes hitting each other, using up all my energy, and it was absolutely draining. I just really want to stop feeling the way I do. I wish there was an off switch for feelings.
But then again, that would've made things easier, wouldn't it?
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The next morning arrived *woohoo!* (note the sarcasm) and I didn't really want to go to school. Like, at all.
I huffed and I puffed, wishing the whole house would collapse on top of me. Yep, that would be a valid reason to not go to school.
But alas! I was no wolf.
I wish I was a werewolf though, that would be pretty cool wouldn't it? I'd get to have a mate and be deliriously inlove with them. Maybe I wouldn't get hurt too! And I'd get to turn into this awesome and big wolf and be the color pink! Are there such things as pink wolves thou-
I was still imagining what I'd look like in wolf form when my phone rang. How rude.
"Hey Darcie-"
"Rae you need to come to school right now. Like totes potatoes." She said in a no-nonsense voice and I immediately started dressing. If Darcie was serious, something big was about to go down.
