A New Death
SECOND IN THE FATE'S COURSE SERIES! Three years later. . . Lizzie is now in high school. She's been living her new life for three years now. She's sixteen and just living each day, not looking towards the future, and what it holds; her death.
As she struggles to live out her last year as a human, she meets new friends and discovers new secrets.
I, EdwardBiteMePlz, am the narrarator to this girl's new life, and death. From thirteen to sixteen, Lizzie will finally choose her fate, but is it already chosen for her? By a vampire family far more powerful than the Cullens? They say she could take out the Volturi's guard single-handedly, and Aro knows it. He's not going to let the Cullens keep Lizzie without a fight.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN STEPHENIE'S CHARACTERS. I DO OWN THE ONES I CREATED THOUGH.
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The night flew past, and before I knew it, I had taken a shower, gotten in bed, and then it was morning.
My groan turned into a laugh when I realized HOW I was getting to school and I got ready as fast as I could, but enough so I didn't look like those crazy people who escaped out of the mental home in their pajamas.
I bounded down the stairs where it was almost empty except for Edward and Bella. They both looked sad, but I knew they were for different reasons. I suddenly remembered, and called, "Bella! Can I talky to you?"
She nodded and danced over to me.
"What are you doing?" Edward accused grumpily.
"Talking about you," I said, just to tick him off. Then we disappeared.
"Jacob wrote you a long note, and I just put it upstairs in the cabinet in my bathroom. YOu can get it when I later."
Bella's ocher eyes shone with happiness, and she kissed me on the cheek, smiling.
I blocked my mind before we appeared, and Edward scowled.
"I'm not stupid, eavesdropper. Now, I'm gonna go to school!" I squealed and Edward growled.
"Not my fault you're ignorant of traffic laws. See you later, Bella!" I sang, then darted out the door, making my blue car appear in the driveway. The keys flashed in my hand and I unlocked the door, climbing in and buckling my seat-belt.
The car purred to life, just as happy as I was. We glided down the driveway, and onto the road.
I was glad we lived far away from town.
I walked across the parking lot, thankful everyone's attention was directed at what looked like a metallic blueish-gray car parked in a parking spot on the far side.
A tall girl with long blonde hair was leaning against the side, face bright and chipper, but as I watched, a blonde-haired boy walked up to her, looking a bit like a loyal dog, and her face darkened the slightest.
I kept my head down and found my way to class, not wanting to be late.
I had explained to the teacher who I was, and was now sitting quietly at a desk, doodling, while the conversation buzzed all around me. Some of it was about what I guessed was the new car.
"Did you see Lizzie's Volvo?"
"I helped her pick it out."
The last one was the blonde haired boy that the other blonde leaning against the car, I was guessing was Lizzie, had disliked so much. I resisted a snort.
The bell rang and everyone quieted, as the teacher stood up to call roll.
The door opened, and the tall blonde, Lizzie, glided through. Confidence rolled off her in waves, like not one of us was any threat to her. It was eerie.
"Ms. Cullen?" The teacher raised an eyebrow and Lizzie danced up to her, holding out a piece of paper that seemed to appear out of thin air.
"The principal wanted to talk with me a moment, ma'am."
Very polite. I hadn't expected it.
"Ah, yes, men and cars," The teacher shook her head and the class rumbled with chuckles.
"Yes, I suppose."
Lizzie made her way right over to me. I stiffened but she passed right by, and settled into her seat, on my right.
Did she wink at me? I was stunned, and she smiled, chuckling quietly.
The new girl was blonde. I didn't know her name but it would come up in roll. As I passed between her and Matt's desk, Matt flexed his muscles, trying to catch my eye, but instead, I turned to the new girl and winked.
The look on her face was quite amusing.
Edward called it dazzling, but I had never wanted to do it to guys, it would probably buy me stalkers for life. I shuddered, thinking of if I accidentally dazzled MATT. Disaster.
I settled into my seat.
There was a long pause, and the girl beside me sighed, looking embarrassed, she spoke up.
I would have to tell her how to pronounce my name, and the whole class would turn and stare. But I didn't want to hear another teacher slaughter my name.
"SHU-NAY," I sighed.
"I see," The woman said briskly.
"Cne Cween," She said, pronouncing it right.
I liked the teacher. She seemed sharp, but not mean. Not soft either.
Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
For once, people weren't staring the weird Cullen girl. I was glad, but I felt empathy for Cne, seeming to always be in the bathroom, undoubtedly hiding from the stares during passing.
It was lunch, the worst time of day for the new kid. Towing the twins behind me, I floated up to her.
"Would you like to sit with us?" My grammar was a little too polished for a teenager, but living with hundred year old vampires, you were bound to pick up a good vocabulary. I probably should have said wanna. Too late now.
"Sure," she breathed out, no mistaking that she was relieved.
I stood, holding my tray, feeling like the biggest idiot.
Had I grown three feet taller? Ids that why I felt as if standing on a podium, or on display?
Lizzie was coming towards me, followed by her posse. Oh no.
"Would you like to sit with us?"
"Sure," I felt the air woosh out of me.
This girl was so nice, rescuing me from every chance to be humiliated.
I walked across the parking lot to my old Toyota Corolla. AS my hand touched the handle, I felt like a weight had been lifted. I had done it.
I made it through my first day. Four more to go till weekend.
The weight crashed back down on my shoulders.
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