It's Nice To Have A Friend

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This is in the Jacob ending universe.

During the summer of 2007 and after Angela's high school graduation.

I probably will not be adding anymore to this story. It is completed.

Song suggestion: Gwen Stefani - Cool.


Angela knew that Florence would be significantly hotter than Forks. Knowing and actually experiencing were two completely different things. She realized this as she reapplied sunscreen every other hour as she kept perspiring. At this rate she would be out of sunscreen before they even reached the next city and she would have to use Mike's which not only smelled horrible but only had an SPF of thirty which was unforgivable.

Mike was already turning red around his neck and forearms. His face was protected by the Washington Nationals baseball cap that he had refused to part with since their plane landed. They'd spent a few days in Florence going to all the tourist spots and eating dangerous amounts of gelato. Their next stop was the mountaintop town of Volterra which according to her travel guide was a charming little town known best for the St. Marcus' Day celebraton on March 19th.

Angela was a bit disappointed that they had to miss it as she thought it would be amusing for her and Mike to run about town in red capes and plastic fangs. They would have to settle for looking at the medieval architecture. Their train finally arrived at the Volterra Saltine station after three hours which they had been spent listening to music on Mike's iPod mini. They were more than relieved to stretch their legs walking in the middle of the Piazza dei Proiri. Other tourists were taking pictures of the ancient buildings and Angela opened her travel itinerary to consult which attraction to see first.

"What do you think, Mikey?" Angela asked. "The theatre or cathedral first?"

Mike didn't answer. She looked up from her notebook as he began walking away from her. She pulled him back by his t-shirt and he ignored her. He moved forward but she held on and he wordlessly shrugged off his back and took off the shirt until she was left holding on to his sweaty grey t-shirt. Picking up his things and more than a little annoyed and getting worried, she ran after him. "Mike!"

Along with other tourists, he was entering a building with a clock tower. She was about to enter the doorway when she felt someone grab her by the waist. She could barely scream before she was suddenly in an alley way. Woozy from motion sickness, she blinked at the sight of Edward Cullen.

"Edward?" She exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" He returned. "This isn't a safe place."

Alarmed, she asked, "What do you mean?"

Edward looked around him as if checking to see if they were alone before he explained. "This place is owned by vampires. You need to leave."

"So, all those tourists are-"

"Lunch," He grimaced. "Angela, I am serious. You need to leave this town immediately."

"I'm not going without Mike," She insisted, still holding on to his t-shirt. "If anything happens to him, I-"

Edward stopped her, gently holding her shoulders in his cold hands. He took Mike's baseball cap from her and said, "I'll get him. Stay here."

She clutched her notebook and Mike's t-shirt to her chest as she waited, terrified and worried. She didn't even know that vampires owned towns. All she was able to read about Volterra was that it was rid of vampires back a few centuries ago which now that she thought about it was obviously a huge lie. The vampires never left and they were munching on unsuspecting tourist.

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