Best Friends For Ever
"After the wedding was when Bella was to be changed. The frienship that began before we could remember was to be eternal. We would really be best friends forever." Amanda has been living with the Volturi for what seems like ages when she get an invitation to Bella's wedding. She returns to Forks, where she visits the werewolves (who now know her real secret), falls in love, and threatens the ballance of the vampire word. And that's jsut the stuff I'm willing to give away. *Sequel to "Best Friends Since Ever" and, in my opinion, much better than the first. **Rated Teen for mild swearing and bad pick up lines.
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1. Book 1: The Invitation
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"Marvelous! Just Marvelous!" Aro clapped as I finished off my opponents. Demetri, Heidi, and Afton lay moaning on the other side of the room. "This time they only lasted 7.19 seconds. A personal best, I believe."
I smiled and bowed. "Thank you… Master." I tried not to spit the word. "Is that all?"
"I'd rather keep going, but I think you're out of opponents." I smirked as his eyes darted to vampires lounging in the seats above the training area. Everyone of them was nursing a different injury. "Same time tomorrow, though."
I nodded my head and backed out of the practice chamber. Unfortunately, I was intercepted on my way to my room.
"You're so beautiful, when I look at you, my heart could start bleeding." I tried not to gag at Felix's cheesy pick up line.
"What do you want Felix?" He was making a move for me, again. I swear Felix is the only vampire whose thirst for women was stronger then his thirst for blood.
"You." He looped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. Damn, he was strong. I couldn't pull away, and my powers were pretty useless when he was already this close.
"Bite me," I hissed glaring at him.
"That's actually a good idea. I bet you wouldn't mind my cool arms around you if you were burning on the inside." I hissed as he bared his teeth and bent closer to my neck. “Don’t be like that. I can tell that you want me.”
“You’re right, I want you to leave.”
“You’re so hot when you’re angry.” I didn’t realize it was possible, but he pulled me tighter to him. I struggled uselessly, trying break free. No, no, no, no….. His mouth was halfway to mine when we were interrupted by a disgruntled “ahem.”
Jane stood there, her cherubic face twisted by distaste. “If you two are quite finished, I have a letter for Amanda.” The disgust in her voice turned to agitation. She clearly did not appreciate being my messenger girl. The fact that I had replaced her as Aro’s favorite, and that he had ordered her not to hurt me, only added to her genral animosity. I snatched the letter before she could decide to “forget” about Aro’s decree.
“Thanks Jane. I better go read this…” I slid around Jane and dashed for my room. “See you guys later!” I added pleasantly, as if I was casually leaving a group of dear friends. It was safer to antagonize them than to let them smell fear, so to speak. Still, it wasn’t until I safely was in my room, with the door lacked, that I so much as glanced at the envelope. I noted with fury it was already torn. And post-marked days ago. How dare they read my mail! I would have continued to fume for several minutes had the corner of a thick, fancy invitation not caught my eye. I gasped when I pulled it out.
“Arooooooooo!” I called, racing back to the training room, imagining my self strait through the walls rather than wasting time going around them.
“Stop that racket, child.” Caius sneered when I burst into the room.
Aro calmed him with a wave of his hand. “What is it, dear one?”
I thrust the invitation into his hands, though I knew he had already seen it.
“What is this about?”
“Edward and Bella are getting married! And I-” I stopped. How could I make them understand?”
“And you what?”
“And I was invited.” I near-whispered dolefully. He raised his eyebrow.
“I… I think they’re getting married before… before he changes her. It would be… so nice... to see her again… before she was changed… and to get to see her wedding.” I tried to keep the longing to leave out of my voice; I needed to construct a more convincing argument. “It would give me a chance to make sure the deal was still in effect, and to..” I struggled, trying to make the words come together.”
“But of course, dear one!” We wouldn’t want you to miss your friend’s wedding!” I smiled gratefully at Aro. Say what you want about him being evil, manipulative, conniving, and gay (okay so that last one was mostly speculation, but still, I was determined to prove it was true) he still had some compassion.
“Thank you Master. Thank you so much. May I leave now? I’ll just make it in time if I can get flight out this afternoon…”
“Do whatever you need to.” He began to turn, but stopped. “Oh, and Amanda? I expect you back here in a week. Or else…” The last two words had none of the clichéd venom you would expect, yet somehow held twice the threat.
“Of course Master. Thanks you.” I could tell I was dismissed. I mentally packed as I returned to my room, both saving myself time and allowing me to focus my thoughts. It was a shame he had limited my visit to a week, well three days once you accounted for flight time. Still, any time away from the Volturi and with my friends is better than none at all. Oh well. I sighed as I entered my room and grabbed my now-packed bag. At least it’ll be a calm visit, if nothing else. What’s the worst that can happen?