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I Want.

Summary:
After almost 200 years, Bella and the Cullen family are back in Forks for the first time. Lexie has just left Phoenix, and moved to Forks to live with her father.She’s just a normal girl that hates the rain, and she sets her eyes that something that might make Forks a tolerable place to live. She wants it, and she'll have it. Consequences be damned.


Notes:
Multiple POV - Mainly Bella and Lexie Go easy. I'm still brushing the dust from my writing skills. But I'm always up for some constructive criticism. I wanted to try something new. R&R and let me know if it works?

The [T] rating is just a saftey net for later chapters..


5. Chapter 5

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LPOV


The Cullens were back at school the next day, the sun having disappeared again. At lunch, Alice and I made our way to our usual table in silence. She seemed as though she were deep in thought. She’d thanked me for dropping off her homework the previous day, but hadn’t said anything about what she’d been doing, or why her bitchy sister had been so, well… Bitchy.

As soon as we sat down though, she started bouncing slightly in her seat, looking very excited. She turned to me with a huge smile. “We should go shopping this weekend.” She said. “In Seattle. I can drive. We’ll leave here early Saturday morning, so we’ll have enough time to hit all the most important stores, but we’ll probably still be home quite late. What do you think?” Seattle was a 4 hour drive from Forks, but I wasn’t about to say no. I loved shopping, and all that time alone would give me the ideal opportunity to start pumping her for information about her dear, gorgeous brother. I nodded my head vigorously. “Duh! Like I would say no to a shopping trip?!”. I rolled my eyes at her.

“Awesome,” she said, “So I’ll pick you up at around 8?”

The next day and a half passed by far too slowly after that, and by the time Saturday morning finally rolled around, I was practically chomping at the bit. I’d woken up far too early, and by 7:10, I was already dressed and ready to leave. I was wearing holes in the hall carpet with my slightly less-than-sensible shoes. I had to force myself to walk at a normal pace when I finally heard a knock on the door.

Alice was already back in the car, a sunshine-yellow Porsche, bouncing in her seat impatiently. How did these people afford all these amazing cars!?
I jogged down the walk, and slid into the passenger side. “Hey,” I said, “Bitching wheels!” Alice smiled proudly and stroked the dashboard. “I know, isn’t she beautiful?” She glanced over to me. “Ready to go?” she said, and sped off without waiting for an answer.

I spent the first few minutes of the trip admiring the cars interior, and dispensing with the pleasantries. As soon as we hit open road, and Alice really upped the speed, I decided now was as good a time as ever to begin the ‘interrogation’.

“So,” I said. “what’s up with Edward and Bella?” She glanced at me with an expression I couldn’t really decipher. “What do you mean?” She asked.
“Well, I mean, you know the rumours at school. Are they true?”
“Which rumours are you talking about? There are so many, I usually can’t keep track.” She laughed at this, and I had to laugh too, because it was true. I was glad she wasn’t miffed about the fact that her family was the source of most of the gossip at Forks High. “Uhm, you know, the rumour about Edward and Bella being ‘together’. Like, together-together. That’s not true right? I mean, I don’t even think that’s legal…” She looked at me again, and this time did look a bit miffed. “You know that we’re not actually related right?”

“Oh, no, yeah, I know” I stammered. I really didn’t want to upset her. I really liked her, and she was my only connection to Edward. “I was just wondering. I didn’t think it was true”
“Bella and Edward are really close” was all she said.

She was silent for a while, focusing on the road. I decided to try again. “Edward is really cute. And he seems like a really nice guy” I said.

Why did she keep looking at me like that?

She seemed to think about how to respond for a moment, and when she spoke, her answer was of the generic variety. “Edward is a nice guy. And, I suppose he is kind of cute.”
“I really like him” I said, hoping to get a better response this time. “Does he ever talk about me?” I asked. “I mean, I really like him, and I was kind of hoping the feeling was mutual.” I looked at her hopefully. She had a far-away look in her eyes.

All of a sudden, she frowned and turned to me. “I’m really sorry about this, but we need to turn around.” We’d only been driving for 15 minutes at most. “Why?!” I asked, trying not to sound too desperate.

“I left my phone at home.” She said. She was already turning the car around in a maneuver I wasn’t entirely sure was legal.
“I’m sorry,” I muttered. “I didn’t mean to offend you, or anything” She whipped her head around and stared at me. “No, no…” She said, “I’m not offended, really. I’m not turning around because you upset me! I really did leave my phone at home.”

The rest of the drive back passed in silence, and we passed right by the turnoff to her house, and continued into town. Towards my house.
“Where are we going?” I asked. “If you just need to pick up your phone, I can just wait in the car.”
“Well. Uhm…” She worried her lip. “I don’t really know how to explain this, but I just really need to get home.” We were pulling up outside my house, and she looked very worried. “We’ll do this some other time, ok? I’m really sorry.”

She sped off as soon as I’d shut the door behind me.