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Welcome to Camp Cullen

Bella takes a vacation with the Cullen's during the perfect summer after her junior year. new chapters are up, and more on the way. Thanks for reading. ")

This story takes place during the summer between Twilight and New Moon. It is light and hopefully amusing, I was aiming to ease off the angst and portray the characters "happy". There will be some conflict, and it wouldn't be Edward without a little angst remission,so look for that in future chapters

3. Chapter 3

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All the men had piled into the truck driven by Emmett. They all wore the same rapt expression. I rolled my eyes and said to no one in particular, “Boys will be boys”.

Esme chuckled, “Indeed,” she said, “But isn’t it nice to see them having a good time?”

I let my mind touch briefly on the events of the last few months, and had to agree with Esme. It was very nice to see everyone relaxed and enjoying themselves. I nodded in response, as the intense bolt of happiness that shot through me left me voiceless. These past few weeks, Edward had loosened up and a whole new side of his personality had emerged. We were both of us, relatively serious people. But Edward had carried it to the extreme.

I knew he had a playful side, but it usually got overshadowed by his obsessive need to guard my every step. He rarely dropped the vigilance long enough to hunt, much less play. I was hoping that we could gain some perspective on this trip, and learn to live without so much angst weighing our relationship down. I loved this Edward, the teasing lighthearted man with the warm topaz eyes that took my breath and reason away when he laughed. I wanted to hear him laugh more often. I was optimistically hopeful that we could begin that trend here.

Alice sidled up along side me and grabbed my arm,” C’mon Bella, stop mooning and let’s get a move on.”

I eyed the truck warily as we approached. The cab was so far off the ground that I was going to have to climb to get in….not such a great idea for me. Rosalie, hands on hips, waited impatiently for me to get on with it until finally, as I was trying to ascertain the best line of ascent, sighed in exasperation, lifted me off my feet from behind and tossed me into the truck unceremoniously. I hit the passenger seat with a thump and my pent up breath escaped in a grunt. Indignantly, and much to Rosalie’s amusement, I righted myself and snapped my seatbelt into place grumbling about “impatient Amazonian Vampires”.

Once we were all settled, Livvy started the truck and we followed the men towards our final destination.

Alice, Esme and Livvy chattered as we bounced along the grass track, the mountains looming larger with every passing moment. Rosalie and I sat quietly gazing out our respective windows at the scenery.

It was magnificent.

Mt. Regan rose into the cerulean sky, its pinnacle hidden by swirling clouds. Its massive granite shoulders, lined with veins of mica and quartz and obsidian, glittered in the distance. It made me think of other things that sparkled in the sun, and though we’d only been separated for less than an hour, I already missed Edward.

It wasn’t until Alice, who was sandwiched between Rosalie and I, elbowed me in the ribs, that I realized that Livvy had spoken to me and was waiting for an answer. Snapping abruptly out of my reverie, I met her eyes in the mirror and said, “I’m sorry Livvy, I was in my own little world for a minute there. What did you ask me?”

Livvy grinned, her expression shrewd, “Judging by the look on your face, you had company in your “little world””. She laughed when I colored, but there was no malice in it. “I was asking if you knew how to ride a horse?”

I was surprised by the question, though I suppose I shouldn’t have been. It never occurred to me that the Cullen’s would ride. I wouldn’t have thought a horse alive would tolerate the presence of such lethal predators. I nodded hesitantly, “I took some lessons when I was 12,” I admitted sheepishly. “I wasn’t much good at it.” I gave her a self-deprecating smile, “I fell off a lot.”

Rosalie snorted derisively, “Why am I not surprised?” she chortled. Esme tsked at her and she subsided, but not before I blushed crimson again.

Livvy chuckled , ”Well, I brought a few of the horses over from the other valley just in case, and if you’d like to go out with me I’ve got a bomb proof little mare you’d have to throw yourself off of if you wanted to hit the ground.”

I swallowed hard and determined to be brave I gave her a hesitant smile, “I guess I can give it a try….we do have a doctor in camp…”

Livvy laughed and said, “That’s the spirit.” She returned her attention to the winding track that disappeared into the trees and after another 10 minutes she crowed, “Ahhhh, we’re here.” She swung around in her seat to watch my reaction, her grin stretching wide across her open face, “Bella, Welcome to Camp Cullen!”