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EDWARD'S SILVER VOLVO PASSED BY THE COUNTLESS SCENERY OF EVERGREEN. It was a sight of normalcy as people grew older here. Nobody would think twice about the towering timber, slightly swaying in the wind. They stayed permanently in place, never moving, as their nature was deeply rooted in the earth. Her observation of the giant trunks captured her attention after she left the comfort of her home.
A month had passed since she encountered another world, which she had always thought did not exist. Everything was different now, her life and how she lived it. Normality felt like a joke, but at the same time, it gave Dylan a new perspective. Accept it and try to experience life as much as possible as before.
Her optimism and infectious enthusiasm couldn't conceal how she felt. Isolation scorned her being into a void as she desperately attempted to hold onto what was dear to her. Ebullience was exhausting to obtain, and she often struggled to tolerate it. As before, Dylan typically shares her spirited self and talkative personality with others. Leaving a mark of her unforgettable nature.
Now her spark is somber and dims the person she was before. Dylan struggled to stay positive, and would constantly catch herself staring off into nothing. It was not notable until Jessica pointed it out the other day at lunch. Assuming Dylan was heartbroken about not having a date to the prom.
Of course, Dylan did not say anything, but gave a subtle nod and returned to her compact bubble. The reaction grew worried glances from her friends at the girl's odd behavior, but they decided to say nothing about it and continue with the day. And Dylan was glad they did not press on further about her demeanor.
The concerns did not end there. Later, caught Charlie's perturbed stares, after she arrived home from school with a face full of gloom. She could finally release the emotions she had held throughout the day. The older Swan never asked how she felt, afraid to overstep a boundary. Yet, the man kept an eye close by, thinking of ways to uplift his daughter's spirits.
When it came time for prom, her sapphire eyes reflected animosity towards the fine white line of a bad memory. Nearly dressed and hair in an updo, with a few pieces of hair framing her face, Dylan stood in front of the mirror, joyless and timid. Her makeup was light to the touch, enhancing her soft features.
The line of disfigurement stood out from beneath her thin-strapped dress. Directing out of its jagged flaw. She thought of how the white cast clashed with her turquoise navy blue dress, overshadowing her appearance. Her confidence was slim as she started to feel self-conscious.
Dylan couldn't feel an ounce of content. With no escort and little enthusiasm for the dance, Dylan persisted in attending, hoping to be optimistic about her high school prom. She kept reminding herself as she got ready that no matter what occurred, she was there to enjoy herself- or at least try.
The subtle shift in scenery occurred in a smooth blend as Edward drove up to the parking lot and came to a complete stop. The engine running, Edward clicked off his seatbelt and opened his door. Dylan tugged the sheer fabric of her shawl closer to her while shrugging off the seat belt. She kept her breathing steady as Edward opened the door for Bella, helping her out of the car.
