^^^Made by the lovely, twilightOCD (yes I know thats my pen name, duh.) This is pretty much what would happen if I was Bella. Well, not really Bella, just having gotten to Edward first (I always dream of that :P) It's kind of boring at first, maybe to you, but for me, imagining me doing that, is just so exciting. Wow...he's even hotter in person, lol.
7. Chapter 7: THREE SANDWICHES, EXTRA HAM, HOLD THE MAYO, COMING UP!
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I fell to the ground, letting out a soft exhale when I hit. I never knew the ground was this…hard. Ouch.
“Sorry, are you alright?” Came a very attractive voice from above me.
“Uh, yeah, I’m okay.” I stood up and brushed off my shirt, then checked the seat of my pants for wet marks. Yep, wetness.
“I’m really sorry about that, I wasn’t paying attention,” he said in a rushed tone.
“No, it’s my fault, I was-” then my jaw dropped. Standing not even a foot away from me was Edward Cullen. His hair was tousled in that just-out-of-bed style, and his eyes were a light butterscotch color. He smiled apologetically and looked down at me pleasantly.
“Are you okay?” He asked, wondering if the fall had un-lodged my brain from its socket.
“Uh, yeah,” I shook my head to clear it.
“So um…” he looked down at the ground. “At lunch…um,” his toe dug into the earth.
“I was wondering if…”
“If…” I could hear my voice approach the highest octave known to man, and I felt my heart racing inside me.
I backpedaled and changed the subject.
“If you were going to…” I paused, “get that new cheese steak they were talking about.”
I heard her heart stop, and saw her spirits drop. I hated doing that, but the truth was, I was completely terrified.
“Oh. Um…yeah I guess,” she said sadly. “Well…I’ll see you later.” She turned and walked away in the wrong direction to her first class.
I kicked the brick wall in frustration, and didn’t care when it crumbled slightly. God, I’m so stupid! Now she thinks I hate her. And like cheese steak subs…JESSICA’S POV
Slowly, I trudged through the mushy grass and mud, in the wrong direction of my English class. I really thought he was going to ask me something…good. Not cheese steak. Who cares about cheese steak? Well…it is delicious. But the meat…well, I’m not too sure it comes from cows…entirely. There might be a few…weasels in there somewhere. Yes…I definitely sense weasel-ness.
Aside from weasel/cow cheese steak, nothing much happened until lunch. Of course Bella yelled at random times about the elusive…TV…show…that for some reason she couldn’t remember.
I entered the cafeteria, prepared to eat alone again. I bought only a soda, taking one look at the weasel/cow cheese steak and recognizing the change at once. It seemed that they added in a platypus. Hmm…that’s where they all went…
When I exited the line, I looked around for an empty table to sit at. My eyes strayed over to the Cullen table, where they all sat, minus one Edward. Where did he go? I spun around, searching, and found him, sitting at the only open table.
In the moment my eyes met his, his face lit up, like he’d been searching for me. He motioned me over, and, hesitantly, I approached.
“Today, when I ran into you…I didn’t meant to ask you about cheese steak. Because, really, who cares about cheese steak? That might possibly have weasel meat in it…with a new addition of platypus…” he mused, trailing off. “But that’s not the point. What I wanted to ask was if you wanted to sit with me today.”
I gaped. Had he really just asked me to sit with him? NO WAY! Brittany’s gonna die when she hears this.
“Um, sure,” I answered, sitting down across from him.
“So, how’s your day been?” He asked, making conversation.
“Pretty good…except I think Bella Swan has lost it.”
“Oh…that TV show thing? Yeah…I don’t know about that…”
“Yeah…she’s been freaking me out,” I laughed nervously.
There was an awkward silence as I took a sip of my soda, only to discover that it was Diet Coke. Ew, diet…gross.
“Hey, mind if I sit here?”
I turned around to face Bella, who was standing behind me with a tray of the platypus/weasel/cow cheese steak. I was about to say yes – the only polite thing to do – but she sat down, as if I already had.
She immediately grabbed Edward’s attention, engaging him in a conversation about the mystery TV show. She’d figured out what it was called, but had forgotten when she saw a squirrel outside. Then she never remembered again…
As she babbled on about squirrels and her love of cheese steak, I fumed silently. She just ALWAYS had to show up at the wrong times, didn’t she? I was ABOUT to have an intelligent conversation with Edward. But then she had to come in with her crazy cheese steak/squirrel story.
All through lunch and the entirety of Biology, Bella claimed Edward’s attention as he glanced around for a way out when she wasn’t looking. What could he do? Nothing. There was no escaping Bella’s insane chatter of platypi…platypuses? No…I think its platypi…CURSE YOU MICROSOFT WORD!
I stomped home, cursing under my breath. Again I squinted to make out the street signs, but I was getting quite good at this. The next step was completing a Rubik’s Cube in the dark with a cheese wedge and a shoe horn.
When I opened the door, I almost walked right by without noticing it.
“Dad, why is there a hobo on our couch?”
“That’s not a hobo! That’s your brother.”
“Oh, right…” I turned back to the couch. “Hey hobo.”
“Hey,” he grunted in reply, revealing his ham sandwich and remote that he had perched on his bulging stomach.
I walked down the hallway and into my room, where I dropped my book bag and sat down at my newly assembled computer. I turned it on, waiting as it loaded. The familiar Pete Wentz-themed background greeted me, and I clicked the internet icon immediately – there was no time for talking now; sorry Pete.
I checked my email first, sifting through all the junk in my inbox. I was about to just delete the whole lot, when a mysterious message caught my eye. The email address was FBImanlyman@yahoo.com and the subject box was left blank. I clicked on it, thinking that maybe it was someone important.
The dialogue box read:
You do not know who this is. I have sent this email in regards to a certain secret cafeteria formula. A certain cheese steak sub/sandwich thingy is being sold at your school. We have been informed that you know the ingredients of this sacred meaty…thing.
This formula must remain secret. No one may know the containments of the secret sesame seed bun/roll thingy. You have been told that it contains a certain cow/weasel/platypus meat. This is wrong.
You will receive a visit from a FBI-I mean…person to clear this nonsense from your head.
FBI- I mean, random person whom you do not know. P.S. The plural form of platypus is not platypi. Its platypuses.
It’s not platypi? NOOOO!!!!!!
The doorbell rang from the living room. “I’LL GET IT!” I called down the hallway.
As I passed the couch, I waved hello to the hobo, and he took a bite of his sandwich. When I opened the door, random people in suits jumped me, tackling me to the ground.
“DAD, THERE’S MORE HOBO’S AT THE DOOR!”
“No, they’re not hobo’s, honey! They’re your cousins, Larry, Curly, and Mo!”
“Oh…” I paused, and the suited men, grumbled and rubbed their stomachs. “Hey hobo’s.”
“Can I have a sandwich?” Asked the first.
“Mmm…yeah…a sandwich…” came the second.
“Meat…” finished the last.
“THREE MORE SANDWICHES, EXTRA MEAT, HOLD THE MAYO, COMING UP!” I shouted, rolling stealthily into the kitchen.
I grabbed the ham and cheese, then picked up the loaf of bread. I had to act fast, those guys were getting testy.So many hobo’s, so little time.
- Chapter 1: One Girl's Purgatory is Another Girl's Dream Come True
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3: Haha, yeah right.
- Chapter 4: Just when you thought it was safe.
- Chapter 5: Gym class blues.
- Chapter 6: You know...that show. That one...with the people...and the plot...
- Chapter 7: THREE SANDWICHES, EXTRA HAM, HOLD THE MAYO, COMING UP!
- Chapter 8: I GOTTED THE PLATYPUS!
- Chapter 9: I had other plans in store for her...
- Chapter 10: Worst day ever.
- Chapter 11: Dinner time...
- Chapter 12: My savior
- Chapter 13: The Last Song
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