Hit Hard by the Past
Edward doesn't know what happened to his little sister about 100-ish years ago, and he's been heart-broken ever since. But what if she's not as far away as he thinks?
WARNING! Language...blah blah blah, you know the rest!
6. Let Us Not Burn Anyone to Death, Shall We?
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I groaned, and then I got really hot, even hotter than before. Leaf and I followed Bella through the line, all the while I was concentrating on not burning anything or anyone up.
“What do you feel like getting Selena?” Bella asked politely.
“I just want a Coke, thanks,” I tried to smile, hoping that it was convincing. Then I heard Jessica say to Bella, “You’re not sitting with us?”
“Nope,” Bella stated. She handed me my soda.
“But what about me?” I practically whined. But then I heard some low laughter that only my not-so-normal ears could hear. “Oh, no they didn’t. I think I might put the smack down in this house!”
“You know what? I’ve changed my mind. I’ll go sit with those anti-social people. Maybe I can make them more…sociable.” Leaf heard me, and led me towards their table I was too pissed that some vampire laughed at me to be afraid. Sure I knew that I was confronting Death, but did I have the common sense to walk away? Apparently not.
I felt all of them stiffen when I approached their table, which made me smile wickedly. I said, “Bonjour mes ravissants petits. N'est-il pas un jour de beau et triste pour avoir vampires’ sortent de leurs coquilles anti-mortel? Je pense certainement.”
“What?” asked a very confused voice.
“S'il vous plaît excusez Emmett. Comme vous pouvez le dire, il n'est pas le plus brillant dans la boîte de Crayola,” said a very light voice.
“I heard my voice in that, what are you saying about me?” Emmett asked.
“Nothing Emmett. Souhaitez-vous vous asseoir avec nous?”
“But she’s a werewolf! She shouldn’t even be here!” someone accused.
“So? I like her! Plus I absolutely adore her hair!”
I smiled. “Sure I’d like to sit with you.”
“Now hang on a minute, Wolf Girl. I don’t-” Emmett started.
I got all hot again (I could tell because the soda in my hand started to bubble up.) I knew where Emmett sat (his voice has some very big vibrations) – he was right in front of me – so, I leaned down to his face level and said, “Don’t make me kick your ass.”
Emmett threatened, “Is that a promise?”
When I punched him, I was hyper-aware that my hand was very hot, which I was pretty sure made it feel as if I put more force into it.
“Ow!” he yelled at me. I burst out laughing; I couldn’t help it! Laughing helped me a lot because I cooled down.
“Here,” said the girl that complimented on my hair, “Come sit by me. Oh, and by the way, my name is Alice.”
She offered me and chair, and I sat down. “Now,” Alice said, “Let’s talk about the treaty we made a long time ago.”
I was confused. “What treaty?” Oh snap, I should’ve stayed with the rest of the “pack” long enough so that they could explain things to me!
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