Chapter 8

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The day passed by slower than I wanted it too. Then again I was a hybrid meaning my world happened faster than a humans but slower then a full fledged vampire. I was sitting in my last class that seemed to just purposely slow down to piss me off. This was my AP French class. Sure enough I admired the culture since my mother was 2/3 French but learning something I already knew and something that I had learned 20 times before from my family was annoying to me non-the-less. I let my head fall into my hands and groaned slightly. From the cracks between my fingers I was able to see Rome looking at me. I pushed my hair back away from my face -not like it needed to be- and looked over at Rome. 'I'm fine' I mouthed. He nodded and tore a piece of paper from his spiral notebook before he began scribbling down a note which he then passed to me under the desk. I took it and read it. 'You okay?' it said. I took my pencil and scribbled back a reply to him. 'I'm fine I just feel like my day is slowing down.' I wrote before I passed it back to him. He read it and replied before passing it back. 'I know how you feel. Everyday it feels the same. It's like reliving something you've already done.' He had written. I looked at him and smiled. How weird is it that he knew how I felt. Coincidence? Then the bell rang and I groaned loudly before tossing my things in my bag before I rose to my feet. One hour and then I have practice. Was I nervous? Possibly. But at the moment I didn't really have anything on my mind but my party. I walked from the class and made my way outside where I set off for the woods which looked inviting. I liked nature so being around some evergreen trees and moist dirt would be a bit of a TLC that I needed badly. Being locked up in a class for 7 hours a day was like torture. I felt like a bird in a cage, I needed to spread my wings. Five minutes later I was standing at the edge of the forest. I took a seat against a tall tree and closed my eyes. It was so relaxing and the smell of the pines nearby was like an intoxicating perfume that beckoned me to stay. I wish I could stay, forever in this one spot but in less than an hour I would have to go to football practice. Great, why did I even try out for the team? Was it just to prove that boy Kyle or whatever his name was wrong? Absolutely, I made a mental note to have more restraint when it came to feeling challenge. Women like myself shouldn't have to prove themselves worthy of something. I opened my eyes and looked around. The parking lot was slowly emptying as students left for the end of the day. The cars that remained were more than likely owned by those on a sports team. It was a Friday. I know weird right? ForksHigh school was the only school to be known for opening the beginning semesters in the middle of the week. Well at least that called for a early weekend. A little over a week left until my party. How would I even begin to plan something that is supposed to be the least bit fun? My phone began to ring and I waited a few seconds as I listened to the ring tone. It was Poison singing Sweet Cherry Pie meaning only one thing, Alice was calling me. I laughed before I answered the phone. "Alice" I giggled into the receiver. "I take it you heard the new ringtone." She commented. Alice had a tendancy to change and customize my ring tones. Each family member had a personal ring tone. My fathers ring tone was Jay-z's 99 problems. The day that went off on me I was in my bedroom reading when I started hearing music and then out of no where I hear the words 'I got 99 problems and a b***h ain't one.'. When mom found out she flipped completely and had him change it but then he changed it back. This had been an on going thing for a month before she finally let him keep it. My mother Rosalie's ring tone was Shakira's La Tortura her and my father danced to it every Friday night in some complicated seductive salsa dance. That dance was one of the few things they did together that I wasn't supposed to see but I did. They never found out though because when they are together in their quality time no one else exists, not even me. It was beautiful though, I had never seen my mother and father dance like that. A lot of times when they are their casual selves they are goofy and serious so it was unexpected when they were dancing. The moves were so complex, so precise. Maybe one day she could teach me. "I definitely heard it." I told her. "So what's up?" I asked her. She paused for a moment and then I heard shuffling and voices on the other end of the phone. She then responded to the voices, telling them no pink no yellow no greys. What was she doing? "Oh yes. I was just calling to let you know that your mother and father are moving your party to this weekend because they want to take you out somewhere special for your birthday. Just the three of you." Great! How was I supposed to tell the entire school that my party was in a day. I had just given out the invitations plus everyone went home. "Alice, the entire school was told that it's next weekend." I told her in a whiny voice. She giggled. "Not true. I switched them out while you were in the shower. Every single one is updated." "But how did you?" I began before I stopped myself. Of course she knew she is Alice. "Never mind." I told her. "Don't worry everything is taken care of. Even your mother and father are out scoping for a birthday present for you as well as the rest of the family. You will love mine. More then your mother and fathers I just want to put that out there." More voices were heard and then I heard Alice gasp. "Absolutely not! The lighting and that color won't work. The hue is totally off it'll create a bad vibe. Give me that! See like that. This is a good vibe, this is a bad vibe. Good... bad." Alice said to someone on her end. "Sorry about that. I swear sometimes I feel like none of my lessons on colors and interior designing went in one ear and out the other with your Uncles. I wish Rosalie was here." She murmured. "Where is she?" I asked her. Alice took a breath. "Out looking for your birthday present silly I already told you remember." I heard a crash and the sound of something shattering and then Alice shouted. "I got to go." She said quickly before she hung up. I put my phone back in my pocket and then looked up. Someone was heading in my direction. Not someone. Rome.What did he want? Wait no, how did he know where I was? In less than five minutes he was standing in front of me. I smiled and he smiled back. "So you found me." I said casually as I looked up at him. He nodded his head and then moved to sit beside me. Suddenly it grew chilly. Or maybe it was just me. Yeah probably just me. "Well you aren't really hard to find. I can smell your perfume. What is that vanilla or pumpkin?" He asked me. I looked at him with a mix of confusion. Was my perfume really that strong? I hope I didn't put too much on. "It's actually both. My mother made it herself." I told him. He smiled. "Well it smells nice, very alluring." He stared across the field at nothing in perticular and then began speaking. "You are different then the other girls here" He said to me. I looked at him plainly. No emotion showed on my face and I could feel it, the relaxed feeling. What did he mean different. "Different?" I replied. "Different in a good way. I mean you are actually more pleasant to be around." He told me. I smiled and then actually chuckled a bit to myself. Of course I was plesant to be around. I was half vampire. Vampires were predators. Everything about the species is alluring which for a guy wasn't fair. "I highly doubt that. I mean I can be a bit of a snob you know, I get that from my mother." I smiled. "Well the other guys don't think so. The football team can't wait to tackle you and are already talking about breaking up with their girlfriends to get with you. A conversation that I overheard not took part in so you know." He said. Great! Now I had the school pining after me. Suddenly I wanted to put a potato sack over my body, hide. One of the many things my mother talked to me about when it came to society and the human world I would appeal to many and in their eyes I would become an item. I didn't want to be an item. I quickly rose to my feet so suddenly it caused Rome to blink as if he was trying to clear an image from his mind. He looked at me with a shocked expression. Then something caught his attention. I looked up and saw snow and small clouds above my head. s**t! I made it snow. I quickly gained control of my powers and watched the snowflakes melt from my shoulder before I looked at Rome. "Well that was weird" I said to him. He slowly rose to his feet and looked at me. "You're a vampire" He said to me. I shook my head. "No... vampires don't exist." I replied. "Yes they do I'm one." He replied. "Well not entirely but I am half." I looked at him trying to figure him out. "You are a hybrid?" I asked him. "My mother died giving birth to me and my father who was a vampire raised me until I was able to fend for myself and then left." His father a vampire. Mother a human. What was going on? Did my family know this? From my pocket ran my phone, Sweet Cherry Pie. It was Alice. This drew Rome's attention and he waited for me to answer it which I didn't. Finally it went to voice mail. "You said...." I began. "I know and just like your story its a cover up." So everything he told me was a lie. What was really true about him? I yearned to know more about this man that sat before me. Who was he really, who were his parents and how old was he? Most of all where did he come from.
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