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In My Time

In My Time by Awsomealice94 Thank you Marauder by Midnight for the banner Isabella Marie Swan and Edward Anthony Mason were just sixteen and seventeen before they met, their destinies never seeming to cross paths. Living in the very outskirts of Chicago, Bella doesn’t want to be married as quickly as society wants. Edward wants to help assist President Wilson by fighting in the World War. Plans seemed to all change when, unexpectedly, with one little spark, a fire seemed to ignite the both of them. Through troubles beyond comprehension, the times of properness and society, influenza on the rise, and abhorrent losses- perhaps even their own deaths, the two of them must concur them all. But can they? A love story to the fullest-but of course, even the best love stories have tragedy and losses nestled inside. (2nd most favorite on the site! Thanks guys! Also-In My Time was on display in Waterstones Bookstore, located in Oxford,United Kingdom for a twilight event)

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10. Sink In

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~Isabella Marie Swan’s point of view~

I heard birds chirping outside and the sound of shoes scuffing against the floor. I wiggled my fingers and toes before I fluttered, and then finally opened, my eyes to hear my curtains opening. The bright warm sunlight on the morning of July 5th shone inside.

Our maids were tidying my room, one hanging clean dresses in my closet and another setting something on my dresser. I squinted, trying to adjust my eyes to the light. They put a clean water pitcher on my bedside table and gave me a brief smile, to which I hastened to return, before leaving my room.

I was left alone-still in bed- to think some more. Or rather, to really think for the first time.

Last night was a complete blur-it all seemed like a dream. It all happened so fast, as cliché as that was. I rubbed my eyes trying to wrap my head around the concept of myself engaged. I was sixteen, and in less than a month I was getting married? Usually couples didn’t wait more than a month to get married after their engagement. I shook my head. It was as if I were losing myself; the thing I had protested so profusely before, I now embraced so quickly.

“Bella, dear! You’re still in bed at this hour?” my mother exclaimed, rushing into my room. I jumped to the sudden loud noise. There was a huge smile on her face, and I had a feeling it started last night, and did not diminish at all throughout the night as she slept.

“Wha-” I began, my voice cracking before I cleared it.

“It is rather late, I thought that perhaps as a special treat you may want to sleep in. That is, until Edward sent his card up.” she said.

“Edward is waiting outside?!” I asked, immediately throwing my covers away from my legs and jumping out of bed. The floor was a little bit colder than the warmth of my bed, and I flinched as my bare feet hit the hard wood. I was still in my night gown and I had not washed my face nor done my hair.

Yet why was I worried about those things? My thoughts will just have to be pushed away until I have a clear head to really think.

“Yes dear, so get one of your dresses on and don’t waste time. It is rude to keep a man waiting for very long. Wash your face first, your father and I will entertain him until you are ready.” She assured me then rushed back out of the room. Why would Edward be here so early? But then, looking at the clock in the hallway, I realized it was ten in the morning- that wasn’t early at all.

I walked over to my closet and chose a dark blue dress, picking out a ribbon to match and put it around my hat just in case he did ask me on a walk.

I walked quickly over to my dresser, careful so I wouldn’t trip.. That was the last thing I needed at the moment. My mind was already all over the place and I was so consumed in thought, that it made me even more vulnerable to fall. I began brushing through the tangled up mess that ran down my back.

I washed my face with the pitcher of water and basin that the maids left me and then dried it with a soft cloth. It wasn’t normally this hectic in the mornings…but then again, this wasn’t a normal morning.

After I was finished putting my hair in a bun, I slipped on shoes. I checked myself once in the mirror, my eyes only on the ring that now was on my left hand. And then I walked out of my room, walking carefully down the stairs. Edward’s voice came into hearing range along with my mother’s and father’s on the last few steps of stairs, and I proceeded down them even more slowly and cautiously.

“Oh Edward, I am sure she should be here any moment.” My mother assured him as I entered the room. I felt rather bad that he had to go through my mother’s constant questions and nagging for the past fifteen minutes.

“Oh, look! There she is now.” My mother exclaimed.

Edward turned his head, and a smile spread across his face, illuminating his bright green eyes at the sight of me.

“Bella, I trust you slept well.” He said to me as I sat down.

“Yes, I did.” I nodded my head.

“Well, Charlie, I think we have something to attend to in the kitchen.” My mother said, gesturing smoothly for Father to follow. I tried not to laugh when my father was hesitating to leave Edward and me alone, almost as if it bothered him that I was in…love. Finally Father followed Mother out of the living room with one last wistful look at us, leaving Edward and I sitting across from each other alone.

“Bella, I was wondering if you might join me to get some fresh air.” He proposed. Luckily, I was prepared. Lena, one of our maids, was walking past the room and overheard. She ran up the stairs to get my gloves and hat.

“That sounds wonderful.” I smiled as I stood, and only after I was standing did Edward stand up as well. A true gentleman.

He took my hand and led me towards the door as Lena came and gave me my hat and gloves. I nodded thanks to her and put them on quickly. Then, Edward opened the main door and we stepped into the courtyard. Still, I couldn’t help but feel nervous. I reminded myself to breathe evenly as we walked, to what looked like the river. He never let go of my hand-not once.

The warmth of Chicago’s summer sun beamed down on us as we moved forward, Edward looking far more graceful than I. The dirt and gravel pathway we followed made a crunching noise as we stepped on it. The sky was an amazing shade of blue-it was a perfect morning. I could still hear birds chirping, and now the buzzing sound of bugs in the distance.

“Bella, I wanted to ask you a quick question.” he began. I nodded for him to go ahead. “I hope you will feel okay with what I am about to ask you, but let me first explain. You see, you really never have gotten to know my mother and father. And since you will become part of our family,” he smiled at me, “I hoped that you would come to dine with us tonight.” He said.

I obviously knew that agreeing to marry a man meant that you would have to formally get to know his family before actually saying your vows. But, still, it caught me by surprise. Edward wasn’t just a man, and his family wasn’t just a family. They were all so incredibly sweet, and already I felt self conscious. How could they accept me?

“Of course, Edward.. That would be lovely.” I answered as his smile got bigger. I honestly thought my voice would tremble because of how nervous I already was feeling. But it didn’t, and even I believed myself. We stopped walking now, for we were at the small river that passed through my family and I's land.

“Thank you Bella.” He said to me as we watched the tiny ripples in the stream corrupt the smooth and calm water.