The Rebelled Angel {PG-13}

Hey guys! This is a collaboration between Ellie Cullen <3 & Me (Carmen E) We are writing an elaborate Seth Clearwater story that's divided in two parts that you will soon discover in the plot: Here's the plot:

Alexya Kristianna Wood is a new girl (typicall) that moved from Houston to Forks. She left her dark past to have a new start at Forks and that new start begins the first day she arrives. She meets Seth, but she's fifteen and he's seventeen. This first part of the story is their 'best-friend stage' and the second part of the story is when she's seventeen and like how their relationship evolves from friendship to love. We give you:

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Part One - Beginings

CHAPTER ONE – THE MOVE {Alexya's POV} Written by Carmen E

July 7th. I’ll never forget the day I felt a bone crushing pain, one worse than the one I suffered when I was ten.

‘Alexya it’s time!’ Dad called from outside. The roar of his car was uncomfortable. I took a ragged breath and looked one last time at the empty house with the first trickling tears on my cheeks. I whipped them away quickly. It had finally hit me, I was moving away from the only place I called home.

‘Goodbye’ I whispered, my voice echoed in the empty space. Goodbye memories, goodbye Mom, goodbye Anthony, goodbye Houston. Goodbye sun, goodbye Silver, goodbye Mariah, goodbye past...

Today I was moving to Forks, Washington. The rainiest and coldest place in the continental U.S. because my father, Frank, was offered a good job as a head surgeon at the local hospital and he couldn’t resist the opportunity. I tightened my grip on Pooh, Anthony’s small brown teddy bear. I turned my back on my past and walked with my chin held high to face my present and future: Forks.

I am fifteen and my life couldn’t have been any worse. I slammed the door of the red truck my dad owned and looked at him firmly ‘Let’s go.’

He smiled warmly but it never touched his eyes, he knew what I was going through. He backed away from my childhood’s house, from my suffered past.I hoped that my future would be something better but I doubted it. Bad luck chased me everywhere I went.

At the airport, we went through the normal procedures except that this was a one way ticket, there was no turning back. Forks would be a new home, a home I’d have new memories in, better memories as Frank had put it.

On the plane flying to my eminent town, I didn’t sleep, though it was a five hours flight. I looked out the window and at the changing weather when we reached our destined place. I let a gasp escape my lips. I smiled in anticipation. Raindrops were staining the thick glass of my window. I loved the rain and the cold.

The plane started descending and I prepared myself for the speed of the aircraft when it touched land, wet land.

Finally there: Seattle International Airport.

Frank had already bought a car the last time he visited Forks. He even got the house furnished and enrolled me into high school.

Ugh, high school. I absolutely did not want to be the new girl in school. I’d rather be invisible than the new girl. I couldn’t handle the gossip that would probably scatter all around this small town. In fact, I already think – no I know – that they’re aware of our arrival. Word spreads fast in towns where there were three thousand one hundred and twenty one people, well three thousand one hundred and twenty three now. Thank god I had two months to settle in and get familiar with my surroundings, especially the people, before enduring a new torture.

The relief washed away when we were racing to the black BMW under the rain. ‘Don’t worry Lilia.’

That was what everyone at home used to call me, Lilia; I liked it because it reminded me of flowers. I felt uneasy and homesick; I took calm slow deep breaths. Don’t cry Alexya, not now, I reminded myself. ‘You’ll love the house, and Forks.’

I doubted it; I just stared at the unending green nature passing by in a blur. The rain became much more persistent, and I became much calmer. The sound of the drizzling raindrops on the car’s rooftop above us was very relaxing.

I was fixing my eyes on the beautiful nature when I saw a blur in the woods. I straightened. Alert, I turned to Frank ‘Did you see that?’ my voice was frantic.

‘See what, honey?’ He took his eyes from the road to look at me with interest.

‘Never mind’ I slumped back on the seat and focused on the blurry green image. The car slowed and turned into a brick driveway and in front of a two-storey white house.

The forest grew from every way. I had no neighbors nearby. The first hint of civilization was situated around the corner and down the street. Great, I thought to myself dryly. Dad cut the engine and faced me. ‘I have work, Al so here’s the key.’ He handed me the metal key in my white small hand. ‘I’ll help you carry the bags. The room upstairs to the right is yours and the other one is mine. You don’t have to unpack my bag, just get familiar with the house and relax.’

I sighed, arguing was no longer useful. I got used to Frank bailing out on me for the hospital. I reminded myself that it was for a good cause. I wanted to be alone anyway. I sensed the tears that I’ve been holding back since five hours resurfacing and with more power this time. I swallowed the gulp in my throat forcefully. I kept my voice calm and serious. ‘Will you be back early?’

‘I don’t know, Lilia. If I’m late, don’t wait for me.’ He paused with a smile then continued. ‘Come on; let me help you with the bags.’ I got out of the car and opened the trunk.

I had two small cases when Dad had only a big one. I grabbed my luggage and walked up the unsteady stairs of my new porch. I unlocked the door and stepped inside the manner.

I stood unmoving, my eyes sweeping the space. To my right, a glass dining table of four was centered in the room. Black and white photographs of all sizes were placed on each beige-colored wall. To my left, a red leather couch with two flanking armchairs tinted in the same color stood. An oak-colored oval coffee table was centered between the red furniture. A plasma TV was bolted to the wall facing the couch. This was the living room, I concluded. Impressive, Frank had good taste. A door was open and I could see a small round table with two simple chairs pushed to a window. I turned my gaze reluctantly to the wooden stairs built in the hall.

I climbed the steady steps silently with my baggage in hand. I faced two closed doors and opened the one Frank had pointed as mine. The room was pink. I groaned. Frank knew how much I hated that color. I didn’t have it in me to complain right now, I was missing Houston enormously. I threw my bags on my blood-red bed but didn’t open them, not yet. I was afraid that if I started unpacking this would crush me. I just grabbed Pooh tightly and stared around me until I caught my drained reflection on the wall-length mirror.

My lavender eyes were swollen with exhaustion, my pitch black straight hair clung to my face, because it was wet. I had tinted my fringe flashy blue as a tribute to Adam Lambert. It always caught people off guard. I think they were intimidated by me. Surprisingly, I felt smug that I was the only one to have tinted my hair. I felt special. Ha!

My navy t-shirt kissed my chest and shoulders because as my black pants did to my legs and my sneakers to my feet.

‘Bye honey!’ called Frank from downstairs before closing the door behind him. I sighed and detached my eyes from my pathetic look. I wanted to clear my head, breathe some fresh air so I decided to go take a walk into the strange woods.

I didn’t bother getting a coat. I wanted to feel the rain pour on my skin. I stepped in the kitchen but didn’t stop. I continued till I was outside in the backyard.

As soon as I stepped on the grass, I was immediately drenched with the rain’s downpour. I walked towards the immense trees. I wandered aimlessly for the perfect spot to sit on. The soil beneath my feet was muddy, the smell of pine trees was overpowering. I felt tired but I kept going, leaving sight of my house but I made sure that I was going on a straight path so that I’d know where to get back to when I’m calmed and had cleared my head.

Exhausted, I stopped and looked around me. I found a small rock under a tree and went to sit on it. As soon as I was under the tree’s safety, all my feelings of pain hit me with much power. This time, I let my tears fall. I hid my face between my hands while I sobbed quietly for the ache that’s been tormenting me for the past five hours. I didn’t want to be here; I wanted to be back in Houston with Becca– my best friend, and I wanted to be in the ranch again, taking care of Silver, my white horse. I wanted to be near Mom and Anthony but I wasn’t, I couldn’t. I was in Forks, the silence seemed too disturbing, and my quiet sobs echoed in the forest.

I bit my tongue, I shouldn’t make any noise. If anyone heard me, they’d think that I’ve been hurt or something bad had happened. I was hurt, and something bad did happen to me. I was taken away from the only place I called refuge; I’ve been brought to this town forcefully. I wished I had never told Dad that I was happy for him. I knew that he wouldn’t have moved to Forks without my acceptance. But I wanted him to be happy, so I let him take me away from Houston. It was my fault I was here.

I heard movements coming from a bush in front of me, my head snapped up to the noise. I started hyperventilating, this couldn’t be good. I held my breath and pressed my legs to myself. I shrunk to the tree. Maybe the person won’t notice me. He emerged from the bush.

The boy, or should I say man, was tan skinned and wore only shorts. It was freezing; I myself was shaking from the cold. His chest was wet and perfectly structured. I trailed my eyes to his abs. One word popped in my head: Wow. The stranger’s hair was cropped short and dark. He didn’t seem to notice me yet, he was looking at the dirt. I exhaled quietly. ‘Humph’ I heard him huff.

He froze when our eyes met.

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Chapter Two - Imprinted {Seth's POV} Written by Carmen E

Chapter Three - Friends {Alexya's POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3

Chapter Four - Bliss {Seth's POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3

Chapter Five - Paint Job {Alexya's POV} Written by Carmen E

Chapter Six - Declaration {Seth's POV} Written by Carmen E

Chapter Seven – Knowledge {Alexya’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen<3

Chapter Eight – Dreams I Want to Believe {Seth’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen<3

Chapter Nine – Sleepover {Alexya’s POV} Written by Carmen E

Chapter Ten – The Cullen’s: Part I {Seth’s POV} Written by Carmen E

Chapter Ten – The Cullen’s: Part II {Seth’s POV} Written by Carmen E

Chapter Eleven – Reunion {Alexya’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen<3

Chapter Twelve – Explanations {Seth’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3

Chapter Thirteen– Buried With the Truth {Alexya’s POV} Written by Carmen E

Chapter Fourteen – Jealousy: Part I {Seth’s POV} Written by Carmen E

Chapter Fourteen – Jealousy: Part II {Seth’s POV} Written by Carmen E

Chapter Fifteen – False Hope {Alexya’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3

Chapter Sixteen – Anger Management: Part I {Seth’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen<3

Chapter Sixteen – Anger Management: Part II {Seth’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen

Chapter Seventeen – Distraction {Alexya’s POV} Written by Carmen E

Chapter Eighteen – A Walk Down Memory Lane {Seth’s POV} Written by Carmen E

Chapter Nineteen – Josh {Alexya’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3

Chapter Twenty – Complications {Seth’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen

Chapter Twenty One – Cruel World {Alexya’s POV} Written by

Carmen E

Chapter Twenty Two - Dissapearing Slowly {Seth's POV}Written by Carmen E

END OF PART ONE

Part Two - Senior Year

Chapter One - Worried {Alexya's POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3

Chapter Two - She's Back {Seth's POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3

Chapter Three - Confessions [Part One] {Alexya's POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Three - Confessions [Part Two] {Alexya's POV} Written by Carmen E
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Permalink Reply by Carmen E ~Rebel Yell~ on September 6, 2009 at 11:24am

Okay - but it's only the first chapter. I'm planning on posting chapter two later. : )

Permalink Reply by Gii XD on September 11, 2009 at 5:04pm

wow awsome chapter write more soon :)
keep me posted please :)

Permalink Reply by Carmen E ~Rebel Yell~ on September 12, 2009 at 2:09am

Thank you -- currently typing Part Two and it is LONG!

Hey guys! Here's a banner I've made for TRA -- tell me what you think!

Permalink Reply by Carmen E ~Rebel Yell~ on September 12, 2009 at 8:18am

I am so so so so sooooo sorry for the long wait.. It's been hectic! So anyways -- here's Part 2 of chapter fourteen, I hope you like it... I've put A LOT of work into it, just for you. ^ ^

CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Jealousy (Part Two) {Seth's POV}

I closed my eyes and let myself get the privilege of a dreamless sleep.

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I regained my consciousness and fluttered my eyelids sleepily. My nostrils filled with the sweetest scent. A smile played on my lips and I opened my eyes. I was startled by the closeness of my blooming Lily's angelic face. We were inches apart, her hand still holding mine. Her pink lips were about to touch mine. I yearned to kiss my rebelled angel, i wanted to close the distance between us and experience the overwhelming sensation of our lips brushing against each other. I imagined that it would be heavenly, that her lips would be as soft as rose petals against mine. I almost closed the distance between us, almost.
It took all my willpower to not just take her in arms and kiss her gently and slowly.

I shook my head, why was I thinking about this now? It was too soon, way too soon. Two years seemed like a lifetime, but I was willing to wait for her - wait until her seventeenth birthday. I would tell her, then, I'd tell her how I was crazy about her. I was head over heals for my Lilia and I hoped that by then she'd be feeling the same thing for me, or at least something.
I sighed, I'll just have to wait and see.

I brought her hand to my lips ever so slightly so I wouldn't wake her up. A tear still clung to her beautiful face so I whipped it away discreetly. I decided to make breakfast for Alexya. I didn't want to let go, I never wanted to let go of her, but I had to so, very gently, I retreated my hand from hers. I leaned closer to brush my lips to forehead.

I walked out of the door of her room carrying a great ache with me. It felt wrong for me not to be with my Lilia, very wrong, but I kept descending the stairs. With each step I took, it became harder for me to resist the urge to snuggle by my rebelled angel's side and just watch her sleep peacefully.
What the hell was wrong with me?! She's just upstairs, God! I shook my head and pushed the kitchen's door. I already knew what I wanted to cook for my Lilia so I headed directly to the fridge.
As I opened the fridge, I noticed a note stuck to. It said:
|n Seattle for three days, conference.
Sorry Lilia,
love you much, Dad.
I nodded, understanding why Frank was absent last night. I kept going through the fridge until I found the necessary ingredients. My thoughts focused on Lilia's breakfast and the smile I wanted to see when she saw me cook for her.

I grabbed everything I needed and turned to the counter. I found Lilia right in front of me. I jumped back startled. "You scared me! You can't sneak up on a werewolf like that!"
Her mouth twitched and gave in the most beautiful of her smiles. I had to grin back, she was smiling again. "You look..." she started, her beautiful smile never leaving her angelic face. "You look like a wolf that doesn't want to share his prey." She said as she eyed the ingredients.
"Well, it's not for me." I answered nonchalantly and walked to the counter. "Sit down." I motioned to the nearest chair. "And let the professional do its job." She giggled and obeyed.
I mixed all the ingredients in one bowl and heated a pan on the stove.
"Lilia?" I called, not meeting her gaze.
"What is it, Seth?" I heard her stand up. She reached for my hand, as she had heard the nervousness slightly edged in my voice.
"Elsa heard everything." I blurted out, and looked at her.

Her expression was confused until she understood what I meant. She frowned and went to sit back on the chair. "Good for her." The bitterness in my sweet imprint's voice shocked me.
"Lilia," I quickly shook my head. "She's your--"
She stopped me with a frightening stare.
"She is not my mother. She's a monster."
"But Alexya you have to understand--"
"I don't want to." She cut me off.
I lowered my head in surrender. I knew that right now, she wouldn't listen to anything I would tell her-- just not now. But I had to try nonetheless. "She loves you, Lilia." I breathed loud enough for her to hear.
My rebelled angel snorted. "I don't believe that anymore."
"Alexya." I said louder now, with a cautious tone.
"Seth, I don't want to talk about it okay!” She snapped at me.
Her tone made me cringe inside, as though I just got slapped on the face. No, even worse because she had never yelled at me before. And now as she did, I felt my heart tore. I wanted to make her happy and now she was mad at me. I vowed to never hurt my precious Lilia, and here I was, breaking my vow once again.

How stupid could I get? I looked away immediately, and stopped what I was doing. "I'm sorry." I whispered and turned around. I started to leave when I heard my Lilia's heartbeat accelerate -- that stopped me in my tracks. "Don't leave, please. I'm sorry." She ran to me and hugged me. "Please don't go." She whispered frantically. "I love you so much, Seth."
"How much?" I asked, caressing her cheek.
She grinned at me. "I love you like a baby loves his mother. That much."
I frowned. "I'm not your Mom."
"But you act like you were." She teased.
I arched a blow in amusement. "Go to your room, young lady!" I pointed to the door and smiled menacingly.
"But--" She laughed.
I placed my hand over my hip and tapped my foot impatiently. "Your room, now. Or else..." I threatened.
"Or else what, Mommy?" She bit her lip to prevent herself from laughing hysterically.
"I will eat you."
"You suck!" She yelled and sprinted out of the room.
I shook my head and sniffed. The living room. God, didn't she know already that she could never run from a werewolf?

When I found her, I saw her tiptoe to her room. I caught her by the waist, lifted her with one arm and ran back to the living room. She was laughing when I turned her around. "I.Eat.You." I pointed at her and started tickling her playfully. We fell on the red couch, she was underneath me screaming for me to stop.
"I'll stop if..." I let that trail off but I didn't stop tickling her.
"Seth!" She screeched and closed her eyes.
"Okay, okay." A part of my mind was encouraging me to lean closer, to kiss her, to be dizzied by her sweet breath, but another part of me--the mature part-- shouted profanities at me and ordered me to wait.
But it was too late, I was already hypnotized.

I started to lean closer, my heart beating against my ribs. I gazed adoringly at my beautiful Lilia -- her beautiful hair surrounded her angelic silky face. Her beautiful pink lips were pressed into a straight line -- the lips I would finally kiss, the temptation overpowered me. Lean back! Lean back! my sanity pleaded. But I advanced nonetheless.
One…more...inch...

Snap out of it! My mind growled and that was when I stopped. Our lips only inches apart and both our hearts beating frantically--but not for the same reasons. I blinked a few times, as though I had just woken up from a spell. What was I doing? I nearly made the biggest mistake yet. In a nanosecond, I found myself at the other side of the room, with my hands behind my back.
How could I do this to her? Why was I such a stupid love struck puppy? Stupid, stupid, stupid! I kicked myself mentally.

"Seth?" The most beautiful voice asked. Her tone never hid the confusion she must be feeling.
"Let's go eat pancakes." I changed the subject, but my voice betrayed me. It wasn't cheerful as I wanted it to be. It was just a whisper, a frantic whisper.
And my eyes, they never met hers. I was too ashamed of myself.
I heard her light footsteps approaching me. She reached for my hand and I willingly took it. I felt her beautiful eyes on me.
"Did I do something wrong? I--"
I snapped my head up and stared at her shockingly. How could she think it was her? "No." I shook my head.
"Then do you want to talk about it?" She asked, concerned.
"Not really." I answered frankly.
"Okay." She nodded. "Let's eat pancakes."
She guided me back to the kitchen and went to sit back on her chair.

We ate our pancakes and chatted happily as though nothing had happened and I was grateful for that.
"So," I bit into my twentieth pancake. "what do you want to do today?"
"I don't--" she started to say when her eyes lit up and she grinned hugely. "We need to see Leah first."
"First?" I asked.
"Yeah," she nodded happily. "We're going boy-hunting."
That was when everything turned upside down.

A faint crack echoed from my chest --or was it just my imagination? My heart sank into a moment of stillness then beat frantically.
"So, can you please, please come with us?"
Was she really asking me to witness this? To watch her choose a random guy, and build a relationship with him? No one will dare touch my Lilia. I'd break his hand first and I was going to make sure of that. I hid my hands under the table because they had started to shake uncontrollably. I balled them into fists and took deep breaths. Calm down, calm down, I chanted to myself. I stared at my Lilia and my whole soul softened so I took her hand. "Okay, I'll go."
The smile that drew on her face made the bitterness lurking inside of me disappear and be replaced with utter love. Love for my Lilia.

What would have ever happened if I had kissed Lilia a while ago, if I had surrendered completely to the temptation and had exposed my love to her? Would we have been still friends? Would she have been mad about it? I wonder what possible reaction would she have had if I had kissed her.
Would she have taken me in that moment or would she have chosen to put us to an end? Would have my heart shattered or soared? Many questions roamed in my mind, making me lose focus on everything except those beautiful lavender eyes and those thick black lashes contoured by her thin black eyebrows.

The glow in my rebelled angel's eyes shone more than a newly cut diamond. It made me get lost in her big round pools of lavender, swimming inside her mind, revealing secrets deep inside and only one emotion guided me: love.
"I'm going to change!" She hopped happily. "It'll be a second, don't go anywhere.
I nodded dizzily and watched her as she ran out of the kitchen's door.

The minutes ticked by until she finally entered the kitchen looking breathtaking. She wore tight gray pants, a yellow turtle neck T-shirt and a black jacket. Her hair was left down, a pitch-black curtain with her blue flash making her all the more beautiful.

She walked towards me with a huge grin plastered on her angelic face. I stood up and placed the plates in the sink. I let the gushing water run and started cleaning the dishes.
"Lilia, your Dad's in Seattle for a couple of days." I informed her, remembering the note on the fridge.
"I know, he always goes to Seattle at this time of the year."

It made me realize that she was going to be on her own tonight --for two nights in a row!-- without me and that didn't feel right. She wasn't safe alone in a house a mile far from civilization. I'll have to keep an eye on her someway.
I finished drying the dishes and turned around to find Lilia staring at me as the fear stained her eyes.
"Alexya, what is it?" I held her immediately.
"Do you--" she hesitated and looked fearfully at me.
"Tell me." I insisted.
"Do you think that maybe you can stay with me until Dad comes back?" She whispered. "I don't want to stay alone at night."
"Of course I'll stay." I held her closer to me until I felt her heart go back to its normal pace.
"Thank you."
I kissed the top of my sweet imprint's head inhaling discretely her delicious scent.

"Do you think Sue'll mind?" She asked as we walked towards the forest.
"She'll understand." I smiled genuinely.
"Does your mom know that you're a..?" She asked hesitantly.
"Werewolf? Yeah, of course she does. She's on the council." I chuckled.
"Wow, and the Cullen's?"
I nodded. "We went to Bella and Edward's wedding." I sighed remembering the beautiful ceremony and the amazing decoration. A smile played on my face -- Alice will always be Alice.
"I bet it was beautiful." My Lilia sighed.
"It was." I agreed and told her every detail I could remember of the beauitful event.
She grinned as she stopped in the woods.
I crouched down and caught her as she jumped on my back. I straightened myself and sprinted at full speed towards La Push.

After about five minutes, we arrived in my backyard. I could hear the blasting music coming from my sister's room. I rolled my eyes at Leah's immatureness and gave the okay to my Lilia to climb down my back.
"Woohoo!" She screamed dizzily.
Before I could catch her, she fell on the muddy grass. "Ah!" She exclaimed. She looked around her disoriented.
I couldn't help but explode in laughter. She was just so cute.
She glared at me and extended her hand. I took it, still laughing, and pulled her up on her feet.

We walked into the empty kitchen while Lilia whined about her soiled jacket.
"You know what?" She finally snapped as she took off her jacket and handed it to me. "You're going to clean it."
"What? Hey, it wasn't--"
Her frightening glare stopped me in my tracks. I nodded quickly.
"Clean. This. Now." I agreed, eyeing her black jacket.
"Good," she grinned. "you're not too slow." She teased.
I arched a brow. "Did you just make fun of me?"
She rolled her eyes. "No, really?" She shook her head mockingly and stuck her tongue playfully.
I dropped the jacket and stepped forward. I caught her by the waist before she made her exit. I pressed her against me and bent down so that my lips were to her ear. "You got yourself in big trouble." I whispered.
I could hear the thumping of her heart resonating in my ear, her breathing became hard and shallow. I swung her over my shoulder as she screamed and sprinted upstairs.
"Seth, put me down!" She laughed.

As I was about to enter my room, Leah interfered. She eyed me sarcastically. "Nice move, little brother."
I glared at her. "Go away."
"Lee-lee! Lee-lee! Tell him to put me down." My Lilia protested.
"You heard the girl, put her down." Leah smiled.
"You heard the girl, blah-blah-blah!" I muttered under my breath and handed my Lilia to Leah.
As soon as I had set Alexya's feet on the ground, Leah started dragging her to her room. Lilia looked back at me with despair. "Why can't he come, too?"
"Because that's just how life is, and plus -- he needs to clean that jacket for you."
"I was just kidding." I heard her desperate murmur.
I smiled at my Lilia half-heartedly and stepped into my room.

I laid on my bed yearning for my Lilia. I extended my hand towards the wall separating me from my imprint. It was hard to concentrate on anything without my Lilia -- my source of light, my blooming Lilly.
I heard my Alexya tell Leah about what she had in mind for today, and it still broke my heart when I heard her say the words boy-hunting. I heard Leah's heartbeat accelerate and I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. I listened closely to what they were saying. Nearly pressing my ear to the wall, though that wasn't necessary -- just a habit from the good old days. I sighed remembering how it was like being human.
"I don't want to go boy-hunting!" Leah hissed.
A moment of silence grew me on edge.
"Okay, okay. We're going, just don't do that again!" Leah surrendered.
I shook my head, nobody could ever say no to my Lilia --and right now, that made me anxious.
"We're getting Seth with us." My Lilia's voice echoed through me.
"What? Why?"
"Because I want him to come."
Leah snorted.
"Get ready Leah, we're leaving soon." I heard the faint footsteps of my Lilia coming towards my room. She opened the door --without knocking-- and lied down beside me.
She took my hand in hers and rested her head on my chest.
"Are you sure it's okay if I came..?" I asked her while I stroked her beautiful hair.
"It's more than okay, you have to come--for me." She murmured.
"But won't you be busy" I gulped in air. "boy-hunting?"
She snapped her head up and stared at me with shock. "You thought I was going to go boy-hunting?"
I nodded.
She stared at me with disbelief then laughed.
"I don't need a boy." She rested her head back on my chest. "I have my best friend and that's all I want. You, my best friend."
I held her closer to me but said nothing.
After a few minutes of silence all I managed to say was "You know I'm a guy right?"
She giggled. "I know."
"Good, because for a second there I thought you might have taken me for a girl."
"You're too big." She teased.
"Yeah, I'm not an elf, unlike some people."
She laughed but didn't say anything.
"What is taking Lee-lee so long?" My Lilia complained.
"She's nervous." I whispered in my Lilia's ear.
"I heard that!" Leah called from the room. "And no, I'm not nervous! I'm almost done, so shut up."

After about ten minutes, Leah, Alexya and I were walking to the beach. The weather was surprisingly good, there was no rain and the sun shone making my Lilia look absolutely perfect.
I kept my hand wound with Lilia's to make it clear to any by-passer that she was mine only. No one was going to have her, no one was meant to be with her except for me.
We sat on the sand, a few feet away from the shore. Lilia was sitting between Leah and me, she gazed directly at the crashing waves. I could feel the peaceful pace of her heart.
The beach was crowded with a lot of people I recognized as neighbors, old school friends, etc.
Leah was nervous beside Lilia, her head was bowed down, her brown hair fell over her shoulder, hiding her expression.

Unfamiliar scents approached us--humans, definitely-- my Lilia's heart accelerated as my sister's too. Three guys were walking towards us, one of them eyeing my Lilia intently and the other one's eyes fixed Leah.
"Hey," the one who was looking at my sister said. His voice was a bit raspy. He had platinum blond hair, his hazel eyes blazed as he focused his attention only on Leah.
What the? "I'm Brett." He extended his hand towards Leah. She looked up and if it were possible, her heart would've ran to the sea right now. Their eyes locked together, it was like they were having a conversation of their own. Lilia nudged Leah discreetly.
"I-I'm sorry." My sister stuttered. I widened my eyes, did she just..? No way! I grinned hugely. She extended her hand towards Blondie and smiled genuinely -- wait, she smiled to a stranger?! "I'm Leah."

They shook hands, Blondie--not even bothering to cast a glance towards us-- stepped back to introduce the black-haired boy who was gawking at my Lilia and the redhead who seemed too high on weed to pay attention in front of him . His goofy smile spread across his freckled face. He reminded me of Heath Ledger acting as the Joker in the newest Batman movie --great movie.
"This is my bro' Josh." Brett swung his arm over Stalker smugly. "And that's Ron." He pointed at the redhead while he restrained himself from laughing. Leah tilted her head and looked at Ron with a peculiar expression. "Too much Red Bull." Brett whispered to her.

That seemed to amuse her because she giggled. I had to restrain myself from letting my jaw drop. Leah Clearwater giggled?
"This is, err, my little brother Seth," she smiled at me and I grinned back, she was so pretty when she smiled. "And this is Alexya --his best friend." She emphasized the word his to make sure that everyone --especially Stalker, there-- got the message.

Lilia smiled at all three of them sympathetically. "Hi!" Her beautiful voice chimed, she too -- was gazing back at Josh. I felt my heart sink, this couldn’t be happening. What does she see in him that she doesn’t see in me? She had said in my room a while ago that she wasn’t interested in meeting anyone, then why was she looking at him too? I was extremely jealous and outraged --but I made sure not to show it.
"Do you mind if we sit down?" Brett asked Leah.
"No, no. Uhh-- please--err--sit down." Her rushed words were only a whisper. My sister's face darkened slightly. No one had ever been able to make my sister blush, no one at all--except Sam Uley.
Brett immediately seated himself beside my sister. Josh, I sneered the name mentally, stood unmoving, still staring at my Lilia like she was some new shiny toy. I glared at him fiercely and he seemed to get frightened so he went to sit beside his brother. Ron was running across the sea with his hands outstretched on his sides. “I believe I can fly!” He sang. He looked hilarious, we all laughed when he tripped over a rock and fell flat on his face. Leah tapped my Lilia’s shoulder, asking for both our attentions. Leah grinned hugely and leaned forward as her lips were approximately at my Lilia’s ear. I know I would be able to hear.
“I imprinted.” Leah whispered.

Next two xhaoters written by Ellie Cullen <3. Please be patient because she isn't going to be able to go online as much as she used to before.
COMMENTS PLEASE!!!

Permalink Reply by Ellie!! on September 12, 2009 at 9:01am

Carmen.........

this is......

AMAZING!!

it's so awesome, i absolutley love it!!
and now i get to write about Josh *grins evilly*
you're such a good writer, in fact.

*bows down*
i'm not worthy. i'm not worthy. i'm not worthy.
:D
x

Permalink Reply by Carmen E ~Rebel Yell~ on September 12, 2009 at 9:52am

hahahahahaha! I love your comment.
My favorite part in the chapter was this :
Ron was running across the sea with his hands outstretched on his sides. “I believe I can fly!” He sang. He looked hilarious, we all laughed when he tripped over a rock and fell flat on his face.
I was laughing my "butt" off while writing it.
hahahahaha!

Permalink Reply by Ellie!! on September 12, 2009 at 11:28am

rofl, that is exactly the sentence when i was trying to shut up from laughing.... the 'too much redbull' started me off :P

Permalink Reply by Carmen E ~Rebel Yell~ on September 12, 2009 at 11:29am

hahahahahahaha!

Permalink Reply by Mrs. Cullen Pattinson on September 12, 2009 at 10:36am