“How was your day?” aunt Marcel asked me at dinner.
Tonight we were having my aunts famous lasagna,NOT! My aunt is a very bad cook. But we her dinners anyway because we don’t want to hurt her. I remember when I was ten me and uncle William used to order pizza after she went to bed and would eat it in the living room as we watched an episode of NCIS. I really missed that Bella. That life. But since I got here all I’ve eaten is aunt marcels food. I think I might have to sneak out tonight to get some actual food.
“umm...it was fine I guess” I answered back as I gulped down a chunk of burnt lasagna.
“Just fine? That's all I get?”She asked.
“What else am I supposed to say?”
“Give me the deets girl!” she said in a girly girl voice.
I chuckled. It was always funny when she talked like that. Just imagine your aunt talking like a girly girl all the time. You'd probably be laughing your head off all day. Well...that’s a lie. You might be embarrassed.
“I met a few people.” I answered back.
“What are their names. Any of them guys? Is he cute?” She said speaking like those bidding speakers.
I laughed “Slow down. Yes one of them is a boy. His name is Stefan and no he's not cute. Just nice. That's all”
Aunt Marcel sighed”You're hopeless bella. You really are. Cant rely on you to give me details if your life depended on it”
“Sorry.”
After that the table was quiet. We, I was anyways. Aunt Marcel and uncle William talked about work and farm supplies while I was left alone with my thoughts. I was replaying the whole day over agin in my head. Meeting Stefan and Elena,Bonnie’s face as she shook my hand, the conversation I overheard. I was trying my hardest to put it all together somehow but...nothing came to mind. Only the fact that Alice always acted the same way too. When ever she had a vision that is, not by touching someone. Something was strange about bonnie. I knew what it was just I couldn’t quiet put my finger on it. Wow! My first day of school and I already think people at school are weird.
After dinner I headed up to my room and listened to a cd I had gotten from phil for my last birthday. That seemed like forever ago. I dont really like screamo music but the CD Phil got me was perfect. Somehow I was really able to focus and relate to the lyrics. And it even helps me fall asleep when i'm up late at night.
I layed down and listened to the lyrics closely as my eyes were shut. I pictured myself as the main character. The girl who broke their heart, the girl they fall in love with on the dance floor and even sometimes I’d picture myself singing the song in front of a huge crowd that would scream my name after I was done. I'd never have the guts to do that. It was just a little fantasy.
I soon found myself in a deep sleep. And in a dream. In the dream I found myself running from something in the woods. Something dangerous, but I just didn’t know what. I kept running. My heart beating faster and faster the faster I ran, blood pumping in my veins, sweat coming out of my forehead and rain dripping down from the sky. It was night. I soon tripped over a log and fell down. I tried to get back up but my knees grew too week for me to. I began crawling but a dark shadow fell across the ground. I looked up and saw a man. He was tall. That's all I could tell from him. His facial features were blocked. But I saw when he grew fangs from his mouth and he got closer and closer to me until he was bent down and his mouth at my neck. I layed there with my heart beating rapidly. This was it. I was going to die. This guy was a vampire. But he was different. He had fangs. The vampires I knew didn’t have fangs.
His hot breath sent shivers down my spine. He leaned down closer and kissed my neck. Kissed my neck? What sort of dream was this? I opened my eyes to find I was in the forest alone. The same forest, the same night Edward left. I saw golden eyes through the bushes and a howl. I screamed.
I awoke gasping for air. That dream was horrifying. Worse than any dream I’ve ever had, yet...romantic. What was I thinking? It wasn’t romantic. I was running from a killer. A vampire to be specific. And I thought it was romantic?
I threw my legs over the side of the bed and got up to start my day.
