^^AMARA'S OUTFIT
THE BANSHEE. | CHAPTER 3 CULLENS?
The day, school. Words couldn't began to describe school before everything I was top of class, the best of the best. I was Teen Idle as some would say, but after losing my family, I can't focus. Not with the voices. I shake them off as we pulled up to the school. "Bella, what if people don't like me?" I ask shaking staring at the school.
"Are you kidding? Amara, you're nice and sweet like a flower, people will love you," says Bella. I start to feel a bit better. But the anxiety was still there. But to make me feel better, I take out my lipstick redo my lips. Bella hopes and I copy her walking out her truck. As I did, everyone stared at me like I was some kind of Goddess. It made me really uncomfortable.
"Nice ride," comments a boy to Bella.
"Thanks," she mumbles not impressed.
"Love the outfit new girl," says some blonde girl walking by me with her gang of friends, they all echoed it on.
"Thanks?" I say more confused.
"See people, they like you," says Bella nudging me.
"For now...." I say.
We get our schedule, we basically had the same classes expect for Art and I don't have PE. We were walking looking our schedules over when this boy came up to me and Bella. "Hey you guys are the girls right? Bella and Amy," he says walking with me.
"Its Amara," I correct him.
He blushes at what I say and then carries on. "Anyways I'm Eric, I'm the eyes and ears of this place. Anything you need, tour guide, lunch date, a shoulder to cry on," he flirts with me and Bella. It made me uncomfortable even more. He was saying with this cute smile and everything but I don't see him like that. He looks at us waiting for an answer then Bella's social awkwardness kicks.
"Uh.... I'm really kind of the more suffer in silence type," she comments trying to make him go.
"And you?" He asks looking at me.
"I don't want anyone, until I'm ready, and I'm not ready," I say walking ahead.
"Feisty and hard to get," I hear him comment.
I quickly finding my art. I was painting like Mrs Wilson said to do. I don't even know what I was painting anymore. I was listening to the voices. I soon stopped and took a step back and looked at my painting and I was horrified by it. It was Bella's old ballet studio but it was different, Bella was older and she was bleeding out, she looked....
Dead.
It scared me. No one seem to notice what I painted, everyone too busy with their own or their phones. But when I looked around this boy was staring at me. I quickly looked back to my painting. Mrs Wilson came around and I was waiting for a yell because of my painting. Oh God first day of school and I'm being suspended. "Miss Swan I have no idea, your painting is, is..." She couldn't speak, she couldn't think of a word to describe my horrifying work. If I were her, I wouldn't either.
"Openly realistic," comments the boy.
"Yes, openly realistic, thank you Mr Cullen," says Mrs Wilson nodding to him. All the girls swooned over his voices, it was enchanting like hearing a melody for the first clearly. And it sang beautifully from his lips.
"The girl is obviously a ballerina, and she had worked herself to death. Am I right?" She asks looking at me, her crazy blue eyes staring into me.
"Yea, it is," I lie, I couldn't say no this is my cousin cause then people will think I'm crazy and I'm trying to kill her.
Which I would never do!Soon enough there was lunch and I could finally relax maybe. "Like masterpiece you know. We'll have like this crazy pyramid fall from the sky, then you guys can-" me, Bella and her new friend, Mike Newton join I guess you could say our other friends.
"Hey Mikey you met my homes, Bella and Amy?" Says Eric and I grew very annoyed with him. 1) my name is Amara not Amy. 2) I am not anyone's home girl and I am especially not his home hirl. Suddenly I swear I heard a chuckle, but I couldn't find the source of it.
"Oh your home girls?" Mike asks "surprised."
"Yeah."
"Yeah?"
"I calls dibs on strawberry!" This Africa American boy kisses my cheek and then takes Mike's chair as a joke. Mike quickly runs after yelling something I didn't hear.
"Who was that?" I ask pointing to their direction.
"Tyler, sweet kid, but he can be real dumb at times like this," Jessica goes onto tell me about this Tyler did something but I wasn't really listening. So I simply just nodded my head to make her think I was.
"Its like first grade again and your cousin is like the shiny new toy," Jessica comments to Bella when I'm right here.
When suddenly this girl came up to us and took a photo of us. "Smile," she had a soft motherly tune of voice, really sweet and shy. "Okay," mumbles Bella looking down.
"Sorry," the girl says. "I needed a candid for the feature." She was all sad now and Eric didn't make it better.
"The feature is dead, Angela," Eric says snappy.
"Well if you still need someone I could maybe," I trail this seems to make her happy as she smiles and hugs me across Jessica. "Thank you, you're Amara right?" She asks.
"Yea that's me," I say.
"Cool meet me after school," is all she says. I nod. What have I got myself into? I just wanted to make her happy, she was sad ans I couldn't stand it when people are sad it makes me sad.
When Bella and I looked and saw kids walk in, they had everyone looking at them like I did this morning.
"Who are they?" We ask."The Cullens," says Angela.
"They're Dr and Mrs Cullen's fosters kids. They moved down here from Alaska like a few years ago." Says Jessica.
"They kinda kept to themselves," says Angela.
"Yeah cause they're all together, well expect one," says Jessica.
"What do you mean?" I ask confused.
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