Ivy's Guide to Coping *Volturi fanfiction*

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        I blinked, looking up at the clock, surprised that time had passed so quickly. The shrillness of the bell left my ears ringing, and I smoothly placed the playing that was currently serving as a bookmark in place, and closed my book, sliding it into my bag. I took my time to collect my books, and stood up, wincing as my back creaked in protest. I shuffled out of the stuffy classroom slowly not wanting to be caught in the rush of people hurrying to their cars.

       I avoided being squished by others the best I could, shrinking into myself, further hunching my shoulders. I made it to the doors that led to the student parking lot after what seemed like ages, I stepped out into the frigid air, burrowing into my too large knitted turtleneck as the air bit at my face. I came to my car, a silver Nissan cube, nearly smashing my head on the way in.

       I started my car, cranking up the heat before blowing into my hands rubbing them together, trying to warm them up some as I was waiting for the heat to fire up. As per-usual, I dissociated nearly the entire drive home, and didn't really come to until there was a knock at my door.

       I didn't get up at first, because why the hell would anyone be here to see me, unless it was some kind of door to door salesman. As the knocking persisted, I heaved myself off my couch and out of my comfortable position with a grunt. The pounding just seemed to get louder and more rapid, but it didn't make me go any faster. I reached the door and undid the deadbolt before swinging open the door and staring blankly at the person standing there.

       "Yes?" I asked, completely uninterested. The girl at the door smiled apologetically at me.

       "You're Ivy right?" I nodded.

       "Okay, so this is going to sound really weird, but I need you to trust me." she paused, probably to be dramatic or some shit., "You're in danger."

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It's kinda short, but once things get going, they'll probably be longer. And better. Maybe. I hope. No Promises.