I don't even know what I'm thinking.
I can't take a werewolf home with me.
But he wants to really meet my family so they'll be okay with him.
And the treaty IS broken....
I don't know.
About ANYTHING, obviously.
So, okay, I probably should have started out this whole thing by telling you that I have a new best friend. He follows me everywhere, he laughs and hangs out all the time, and truthfully...
Well, he's my best friend.
I swear we're not in love, but he's totally adorable, and he's the most fun person around here since Annora disappeared.
I NEED fun. I CRAVE fun. He IS fun. Catch the drift?
Ugh.
CONFUSED.
I mean, I don't even know why he picked ME of all people to save, and now he's looking after me like a brother.
Fuh-reak-ieee, but way cool.
If you couldn't tell, I'm kind of having a spazmatic day. akjdhaksjdhasdsa.
ANNORA. COME. HOME. PLEASE.
WE MISS YOU.
I NEED YOU TO STRAIGHTEN MY BRAIN OUT.
Things are getting really, incredibly annoying over here. Everyone's paniking about the Volturri situation, Edward's gone watching over Bella 24/7, and the rest of the family is running around constantly at all hours of the day trying to figure out what the heck we're doing.
Luckily, Jasper's calmed me down quite a bit, and told me that everyone in the family except Ed and I (I've also been recuited on Bella watch...) are going to make the attmept tomorrow.
Hopefully, this will work. Really, really, really, really hopefully.
Anyways, I sit alone at school still. Nothing's changed.
Sorry this isn't long. Alice is waiting to use the computer to figure out where Annora is - She's had a vision of this cellar-prison thing.
PLEASE, WHOEVER YOU ARE CONTROLLING FATE, BRING HER HOME.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Maybe I was Wrong?
Because, uh, VAMPIRES ARE SUPPOSED TO BE THOSE IMMORTAL CREATURES THAT NOTHING CAN DESTROY.
...
Jane? Alec?
I will kill you both if Edward doesn't do it first.
The rest of you scum-sucking Voterra freaks?
Yeah. You, too.
Ugh. I better start from the beginning.
Thursday night I couldn't even move from the pain I was feeling. I couldn't tell from who, or what was going on, but Edward took me from our house to Bella's as some kind of invisible alibi. Bella, not really understanding that my pain wasn't physical, all mental, tried putting cool washcloths on my forehead and humming, but Edward, hah, "read my mind", and told her it really wasn't doing anything but that I wanted to thank her anyways.
Trust me, he omitted several explicit words I thought in-between, thankfully.
Bella fell asleep, and Edward kind of moved over towards me and just told me to close my eyes, and that "Yes, I know you can't sleep; just do it." So I did. He hummed and sang to me for hours on end. I tried to cry, but obviously have no body liquid to do it with. When the pain finally stopped, he sounded, if he could be ever, exhausted. "I love you, too." he finally said, responding to my thought, and went back beside Bella.
About four in the morning, Edward woke Bella up and motioned for me to come closer, from the pallet I'd "slept" on.
"They're here." he said grimly.
I was gone. Out the window and to the fated clearing where Edward had first let Bella see his skin in the light, and met up with the rest of the family, who didn't even glance at me as I came into the area. They were focused on the other side, where among the shadows, farther than the human eye can see, were the most horrific figures one can imagine.
The Volturri were here; the newborns that Emmett, Jasper, and Edward had been talking about were here, and there was a situation that needed them.
The only thing was that we were in the way, and they wanted Bella.
"Annora's gone, too." Edward whispered in my ear, already beside us. "Alice says she was gone last night, and didn't come back."
The main thought running through my mind: Oh. Dear. LORD.
The fight broke loose, but not before Edward had to go back to Bella. Jane was eyeing me even before Emmett roared war, so, of course, I kind of had a clue what was coming.
But Jane is weak, and all of her 'family' were fighting all of mine.
So she sat there and watched.
Mid-morning, they showed up. The werewolves were here, FINALLY. Edward had obviously told Jacob, who was with them, and he'd let everyone else know, who then took their precious, sweet time to show.
The dogs rounded out beside us, the one flanked on my side grimacing as he looked over at me. Stupid animals. I always liked dogs without the human-ness, but with it? It was irritating.
And so we ALL fought. Except, once again, Jane and I. I'd helped while I could, but the pain all around the area when someone got hit or kicked - I don't think so. Jane pitched in whenever one of her clan was losing. It was grotesque pain, but obviously I was only feeling it second-hand.
That went on deep into the afternoon. No one was losing, no one was winning. A couple of the wolves had been hurt slightly, but nothing life-threatening. Jacob was one of them - his ribs and an arm were broken, leaving him useless to the cause. I was pretty sure that caused Bella to panic, leaving Edward with a heartache, poor guy.
And then, as I stood in the grass, clutching my head, an extreme pain came over my whole body. Screaming furiously, I fell to my knees and put my forehead hit the ground. Agony and suffering ripped through every nerve in my body, making me feel like I was about to explode with the feeling.
I managed to look, through color-blinded eyes, up at the small figure in front of me, and truthfully, wasn't too surprised; Jane stood there, her lips pulled back in a smirk, shiny teeth bared. But there was something different... Something...
Alec grinned at me from behind his sister, his stance completely relaxed but fully ready to kill someone - something. ME, per say.
Jane looked up distractedly, and the pain dwindled, though I still couldn't move.
"Marcus! That idiot!" She hissed, turning to Alec. "Do me a favor and finish her off."
You don't know how menacing those words sounded, even from a high-pitched, child-like voice.
Alec kneeled down by me when Jane was well on her way.
"I don't think I need to use any of my, hm, abilities on you. You're still new at this whole game, and Jane has left you in a very feeble position." He chuckled, and brushed my cheek, making me wince in unadulterated pain and hate. "It is too bad, though. You're very pretty."
He backed off as I tried to stand. There was no way he was getting the upper hand just because I was on the ground. That MORON had taken my friend; my family.
"You're one hell of a wuss, aren't you Alec? Standing behind your little sister."
That's all it took. He snarled, I tried to move but couldn't, and that was it. The last thing I heard was something that sounded like a cat being stepped on before I blacked out. Of course, seeing as how I'm writing this, I didn't die. But that's only because of one thing:
A wolf saved me.
I woke up in a bed at Billy's, next to (get this) Jacob, having to pretend I was riding motor bikes with him. They'd broken my leg, fractured one of my ribs, and broken an arm, and left me reeling in pain.
For now, the treaty was broken. Who knew how long that would last.
Carlisle told me that Zachary Creullen, one of the Quilletes, had seen Alec going nutso on me and ended fending off attacks from him for my sake. A vampire.
Suffice to say, I was confused. But hey, that could've been the morphine. It gave everything a fuzzy edge.
Yesterday, anyways, I got to meet him. HUMAN him.
And though he smells like werewolf, he keeps looking at me all strange and asking me if I'm okay.
It was weird.
Hah, Jacob was getting nauseated, though, which was almost worth it.
Luckily, I'm allowed out of bed now, though I have to walk with crutches and a bandage around my ribs.
Once again, Alec and Jane, I WILL find I was to get over the whole pain thing -- Just wait. Both of you won't exist. SOON. Especially if Annora isn't back soon.
-Clara
...
Jane? Alec?
I will kill you both if Edward doesn't do it first.
The rest of you scum-sucking Voterra freaks?
Yeah. You, too.
Ugh. I better start from the beginning.
Thursday night I couldn't even move from the pain I was feeling. I couldn't tell from who, or what was going on, but Edward took me from our house to Bella's as some kind of invisible alibi. Bella, not really understanding that my pain wasn't physical, all mental, tried putting cool washcloths on my forehead and humming, but Edward, hah, "read my mind", and told her it really wasn't doing anything but that I wanted to thank her anyways.
Trust me, he omitted several explicit words I thought in-between, thankfully.
Bella fell asleep, and Edward kind of moved over towards me and just told me to close my eyes, and that "Yes, I know you can't sleep; just do it." So I did. He hummed and sang to me for hours on end. I tried to cry, but obviously have no body liquid to do it with. When the pain finally stopped, he sounded, if he could be ever, exhausted. "I love you, too." he finally said, responding to my thought, and went back beside Bella.
About four in the morning, Edward woke Bella up and motioned for me to come closer, from the pallet I'd "slept" on.
"They're here." he said grimly.
I was gone. Out the window and to the fated clearing where Edward had first let Bella see his skin in the light, and met up with the rest of the family, who didn't even glance at me as I came into the area. They were focused on the other side, where among the shadows, farther than the human eye can see, were the most horrific figures one can imagine.
The Volturri were here; the newborns that Emmett, Jasper, and Edward had been talking about were here, and there was a situation that needed them.
The only thing was that we were in the way, and they wanted Bella.
"Annora's gone, too." Edward whispered in my ear, already beside us. "Alice says she was gone last night, and didn't come back."
The main thought running through my mind: Oh. Dear. LORD.
The fight broke loose, but not before Edward had to go back to Bella. Jane was eyeing me even before Emmett roared war, so, of course, I kind of had a clue what was coming.
But Jane is weak, and all of her 'family' were fighting all of mine.
So she sat there and watched.
Mid-morning, they showed up. The werewolves were here, FINALLY. Edward had obviously told Jacob, who was with them, and he'd let everyone else know, who then took their precious, sweet time to show.
The dogs rounded out beside us, the one flanked on my side grimacing as he looked over at me. Stupid animals. I always liked dogs without the human-ness, but with it? It was irritating.
And so we ALL fought. Except, once again, Jane and I. I'd helped while I could, but the pain all around the area when someone got hit or kicked - I don't think so. Jane pitched in whenever one of her clan was losing. It was grotesque pain, but obviously I was only feeling it second-hand.
That went on deep into the afternoon. No one was losing, no one was winning. A couple of the wolves had been hurt slightly, but nothing life-threatening. Jacob was one of them - his ribs and an arm were broken, leaving him useless to the cause. I was pretty sure that caused Bella to panic, leaving Edward with a heartache, poor guy.
And then, as I stood in the grass, clutching my head, an extreme pain came over my whole body. Screaming furiously, I fell to my knees and put my forehead hit the ground. Agony and suffering ripped through every nerve in my body, making me feel like I was about to explode with the feeling.
I managed to look, through color-blinded eyes, up at the small figure in front of me, and truthfully, wasn't too surprised; Jane stood there, her lips pulled back in a smirk, shiny teeth bared. But there was something different... Something...
Alec grinned at me from behind his sister, his stance completely relaxed but fully ready to kill someone - something. ME, per say.
Jane looked up distractedly, and the pain dwindled, though I still couldn't move.
"Marcus! That idiot!" She hissed, turning to Alec. "Do me a favor and finish her off."
You don't know how menacing those words sounded, even from a high-pitched, child-like voice.
Alec kneeled down by me when Jane was well on her way.
"I don't think I need to use any of my, hm, abilities on you. You're still new at this whole game, and Jane has left you in a very feeble position." He chuckled, and brushed my cheek, making me wince in unadulterated pain and hate. "It is too bad, though. You're very pretty."
He backed off as I tried to stand. There was no way he was getting the upper hand just because I was on the ground. That MORON had taken my friend; my family.
"You're one hell of a wuss, aren't you Alec? Standing behind your little sister."
That's all it took. He snarled, I tried to move but couldn't, and that was it. The last thing I heard was something that sounded like a cat being stepped on before I blacked out. Of course, seeing as how I'm writing this, I didn't die. But that's only because of one thing:
A wolf saved me.
I woke up in a bed at Billy's, next to (get this) Jacob, having to pretend I was riding motor bikes with him. They'd broken my leg, fractured one of my ribs, and broken an arm, and left me reeling in pain.
For now, the treaty was broken. Who knew how long that would last.
Carlisle told me that Zachary Creullen, one of the Quilletes, had seen Alec going nutso on me and ended fending off attacks from him for my sake. A vampire.
Suffice to say, I was confused. But hey, that could've been the morphine. It gave everything a fuzzy edge.
Yesterday, anyways, I got to meet him. HUMAN him.
And though he smells like werewolf, he keeps looking at me all strange and asking me if I'm okay.
It was weird.
Hah, Jacob was getting nauseated, though, which was almost worth it.
Luckily, I'm allowed out of bed now, though I have to walk with crutches and a bandage around my ribs.
Once again, Alec and Jane, I WILL find I was to get over the whole pain thing -- Just wait. Both of you won't exist. SOON. Especially if Annora isn't back soon.
-Clara
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Playing by the Rules
Once upon a time, there was a sad little girl named Clara who, though much younger...
TOTALLY WHOOPED JASPER AT POKER.
It was amazing.
School was okay today. Boring, of course, but nothing new. I'm almost getting claustrophobic shut up in the same rooms, over and over like this. Some kid saw me fidgeting, and kind of leaned over in this flirtatious way and said "Senior-itis, huh?"
If only he KNEW.
Anyways, I heard Jacob showed up today. Thank GOD he didn't show his face around my lunch period. All the same, when I heard he'd been there, I left and missed fifth and sixth hour, which of course was a big disappointment... Not.
Oh, today's been crazy, and I'm sick of sitting down, so sorry, but this post isn't going to be long - Tomorrow, I swear it will be much longer, only because I doubt I'll be posting Friday.
UP YOURS, JASPER.
I did NOT cheat!
-Clara
It was amazing.
School was okay today. Boring, of course, but nothing new. I'm almost getting claustrophobic shut up in the same rooms, over and over like this. Some kid saw me fidgeting, and kind of leaned over in this flirtatious way and said "Senior-itis, huh?"
If only he KNEW.
Anyways, I heard Jacob showed up today. Thank GOD he didn't show his face around my lunch period. All the same, when I heard he'd been there, I left and missed fifth and sixth hour, which of course was a big disappointment... Not.
Oh, today's been crazy, and I'm sick of sitting down, so sorry, but this post isn't going to be long - Tomorrow, I swear it will be much longer, only because I doubt I'll be posting Friday.
UP YOURS, JASPER.
I did NOT cheat!
-Clara
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Tigers, and Bears, and Werewolves, Oh My!
I don't see it: What's the big deal with the wolves?
I asked Emmett that, and he had a coughing fit. I really and truly just don't see why we hate them, besides the whole 'smell like werewolf' issue. Yeah, they stink, but so does Emmett sometimes - we still love him!
Edward's leaving me alone still. Ignoring me. Possibly still mad. Who knows. Tempermental turd.
So anywho. The wolf thing.
We all met by the dividing line of wolf and vampire territory (vampire sounds so extreme. Huh.), all of us wary and already fuming at just the thought of each other. I'll even admit I was, and I'd never even met them.
Ugh. Anyways.
We all got there, and it was a minute before Carlisle started talking, but I had to leave just because I was laughing so much.
They're literally DOGS. Big, hairy DOGS. And I've heard all these stories about Jacob, and there he was, sitting in front of Bella, who had Edward right beside her, sulking. A DOG. SULKING.
...It was funnier had you been there. Promise.
Edward translated back and forth for a while, and then obviously Jacob started thinking about Bella. Edward turned away disgustedly, and mumbled something about perverted little fantasies, which sent Bella blushing and Jacob growling. They left, and I thought that was it, but they came back - as humans.
The conversation was slow, for the most part, since Jacob and one of the bigger wolves who's name I caught close to the end, Sam, were doing most of the talking about who was crossing what lines, and what was going to happen in case of any attack.
So I drifted. I thought back to when I'd just turned sixteen, about how I'd almost gotten to have the infamous seventeenth birthday party I'd always wanted, about how those trees in the distance, next to the water, were actually kind of pretty...
"Who the hell is she?" I heard Jacob demand, and my attention snapped towards his beautiful hate-filled eyes. "Did you CHANGE someone?! Dear GOD."
Ugh.
All attention, except Annora's (she was forced to sit back in the trees - another "mind reader" wasn't approved around them; plus, she's the youngest and very rebellious, according to Edward) turned to me, and I could feel resentment towards Jacob building. Both his pain AND his attitude weren't helping.
"Her name's Clara, and no one in our family touched her, dog." Edward said (well... snarled) for my benefit. "And nor will your kind be going anywhere near her or Annora."
Sometimes I really love him.
After that, the meeting got pretty heated, everyone yelling things at once about protection and whatnot.
But I think we have it settled. Maybe.
School started today, which, for me, is always oh-so-much-fun. I'm a Senior, which I think is one year over Annora, meaning that we have NO classes together. What's weird is that I have Bella's old schedule - Exactly. They're not very original.
Edward picked me up from school with Alice, and they were laughing. When I asked what they were causing all the commotion for, all Edward said was "You're Rosalie's sister, all right. Mirror and light, that's all it is."
Okay. Whatever.
I think it's crazy, this whole school thing. Last time I went to school was right before I got changed... And, well, that doesn't really count. I had FRIENDS then. Now, I try to be ignored and feared. A beautiful blade. Or something like that.
Emo kids, by the way, make me laugh. GIRLS PANTS?! SERIOUSLY!
-Clara
I asked Emmett that, and he had a coughing fit. I really and truly just don't see why we hate them, besides the whole 'smell like werewolf' issue. Yeah, they stink, but so does Emmett sometimes - we still love him!
Edward's leaving me alone still. Ignoring me. Possibly still mad. Who knows. Tempermental turd.
So anywho. The wolf thing.
We all met by the dividing line of wolf and vampire territory (vampire sounds so extreme. Huh.), all of us wary and already fuming at just the thought of each other. I'll even admit I was, and I'd never even met them.
Ugh. Anyways.
We all got there, and it was a minute before Carlisle started talking, but I had to leave just because I was laughing so much.
They're literally DOGS. Big, hairy DOGS. And I've heard all these stories about Jacob, and there he was, sitting in front of Bella, who had Edward right beside her, sulking. A DOG. SULKING.
...It was funnier had you been there. Promise.
Edward translated back and forth for a while, and then obviously Jacob started thinking about Bella. Edward turned away disgustedly, and mumbled something about perverted little fantasies, which sent Bella blushing and Jacob growling. They left, and I thought that was it, but they came back - as humans.
The conversation was slow, for the most part, since Jacob and one of the bigger wolves who's name I caught close to the end, Sam, were doing most of the talking about who was crossing what lines, and what was going to happen in case of any attack.
So I drifted. I thought back to when I'd just turned sixteen, about how I'd almost gotten to have the infamous seventeenth birthday party I'd always wanted, about how those trees in the distance, next to the water, were actually kind of pretty...
"Who the hell is she?" I heard Jacob demand, and my attention snapped towards his beautiful hate-filled eyes. "Did you CHANGE someone?! Dear GOD."
Ugh.
All attention, except Annora's (she was forced to sit back in the trees - another "mind reader" wasn't approved around them; plus, she's the youngest and very rebellious, according to Edward) turned to me, and I could feel resentment towards Jacob building. Both his pain AND his attitude weren't helping.
"Her name's Clara, and no one in our family touched her, dog." Edward said (well... snarled) for my benefit. "And nor will your kind be going anywhere near her or Annora."
Sometimes I really love him.
After that, the meeting got pretty heated, everyone yelling things at once about protection and whatnot.
But I think we have it settled. Maybe.
School started today, which, for me, is always oh-so-much-fun. I'm a Senior, which I think is one year over Annora, meaning that we have NO classes together. What's weird is that I have Bella's old schedule - Exactly. They're not very original.
Edward picked me up from school with Alice, and they were laughing. When I asked what they were causing all the commotion for, all Edward said was "You're Rosalie's sister, all right. Mirror and light, that's all it is."
Okay. Whatever.
I think it's crazy, this whole school thing. Last time I went to school was right before I got changed... And, well, that doesn't really count. I had FRIENDS then. Now, I try to be ignored and feared. A beautiful blade. Or something like that.
Emo kids, by the way, make me laugh. GIRLS PANTS?! SERIOUSLY!
-Clara
Monday, August 20, 2007
Once in a Lifetime...
So I believe that you and me
Should grab it while we can...
I don't know why, but I'm sitting here on my bed, depressed. Edward knows, but I already told him off and I doubt he's coming back in sometime tonight.
Bear with me - I'm getting philosophical, here.
I was watching a movie last night with Alice, and it spurred this whole thought about second chances, and that once in a lifetime really does mean no second chances, which led me to the whole thought of Bella and the choice she was making about this whole vampire thing. I mean, I love her. I really do. We may not be as close as sisters or anything, but if losing her means losing Edward, I have to - I can't let him go.
So, remembering something about Rosalie's past, I went and talked to her. She agrees on the fact that being human is something that you can only do once, and for all of us, was something that we'd be dead without - something she wishes would've happened to her. Her whole point, I concluded from the talk, was that the things you can only do once in a lifetime become dull and pointless when you're alive eternally.
Anyways, Edward kind of overheard. And I'm pretty sure Annora would've, except that she was asleep, since she's different like that.
And now Ed's watching me 24/7, like it would make any difference. I don't plan to stop anything out of the ordinary, so Mr. Anthony-Masen Cullen, get over your bad self and quit invading my mind. It's driving me crazy! I'd almost rather go back up to Alaska, if that's what it takes!
But then again, Tanya also got on my last microscopic nerve.
Edward - Chill. Breathe. I love you. You're the only person in the world who's ever been close like a brother to me, even though we're not related at all by, hah, blood.
Ugh.
Hopefully, this excitement is over.
-Clara
Ps - Random fact: My middle name is Jezebel. As in the queen who was eaten by dogs in the bible. IRONY!
Saturday, August 18, 2007
UGHH.
The week has been TOO. FREAKING. BUSY.
See this: The night from HELL.
I hate being what I am.
God, if I could cry.
Esme, as mentioned in the link, talked to me as soon as Alice could tell what happened. I knew what had happened, obviously because of Alice, but apparently I couldn't comprehend the whole situation.
When Annora came in the house, I had to race out the window, breaking it in the process, from the second floor. The blood, the pain, the everything.
I spent the night in the woods behind the house, up in a tree, fighting between fury and exhaustion, to sadness and worry.
Of course, the whole time, I had to sit there and sing the ABC's over and over in my head so Edward wouldn't hear. He needed to be with Bella, and I can take care of myself. Every now and then I'd reassure myself in my head.
Who knows, maybe he thought it was normal for me, but either way, it worked: he didn't show.
Anywho, the next day, while I still was tiredly singing the ABC's in French, my tree snapped and I ended up on the ground, yelling obscenities.
At, go figure, Emmett.
Our conversation:
Me: "What the hell are YOU doing here?"
Him: "You're up in a tree, singing the ABC's in foreign languages. Do you really want to ask me why I'm here, or are you smart enough to assume Alice saw you doing it and was too tired to come up here and knock you down herself?"
Me: "...Okay... Seeing as how I don't have many good choices there, the latter."
Him: "Good. That saves us some time, then. Get up, we're going to Alaska."
So we spent the rest of the week in Alaska, to my perfect chagrin, Emmett as my personal shadow.
And yeah, okay, I know that we're supposed to be there because Annora's in pain (sorry I wasn't there, A.) and I can't handle almost anything at the moment, but STILL. ALASKA. I came to FORKS from there because I hated it enough.
The whole time in Alaska, Emmett wouldn't even be anything but a by-my-side rock. He missed Rosalie, who was back in Forks.
I swear, he wouldn't drop the fact that he's a thousand miles away from his wife, and I'll probably hear about this for the rest of my eternal life.
But we're home now.
And Emmett's with Rose.
And I'm locked in my room.
And Annora's in pain.
And Edward's sitting on my bed, watching me type, silent and brooding. Again. He's not in a great mood with me right now for the whole French alphabet thing. Really, anything French does that to him, but since I ran off by myself to sit in a tree and did it, he's pretty furious.
A B C D E F G....
He's hearing everything I type because I'm thinking it.
And no, Edward, I still don't want to talk about it.
-Clara
See this: The night from HELL.
I hate being what I am.
God, if I could cry.
Esme, as mentioned in the link, talked to me as soon as Alice could tell what happened. I knew what had happened, obviously because of Alice, but apparently I couldn't comprehend the whole situation.
When Annora came in the house, I had to race out the window, breaking it in the process, from the second floor. The blood, the pain, the everything.
I spent the night in the woods behind the house, up in a tree, fighting between fury and exhaustion, to sadness and worry.
Of course, the whole time, I had to sit there and sing the ABC's over and over in my head so Edward wouldn't hear. He needed to be with Bella, and I can take care of myself. Every now and then I'd reassure myself in my head.
Who knows, maybe he thought it was normal for me, but either way, it worked: he didn't show.
Anywho, the next day, while I still was tiredly singing the ABC's in French, my tree snapped and I ended up on the ground, yelling obscenities.
At, go figure, Emmett.
Our conversation:
Me: "What the hell are YOU doing here?"
Him: "You're up in a tree, singing the ABC's in foreign languages. Do you really want to ask me why I'm here, or are you smart enough to assume Alice saw you doing it and was too tired to come up here and knock you down herself?"
Me: "...Okay... Seeing as how I don't have many good choices there, the latter."
Him: "Good. That saves us some time, then. Get up, we're going to Alaska."
So we spent the rest of the week in Alaska, to my perfect chagrin, Emmett as my personal shadow.
And yeah, okay, I know that we're supposed to be there because Annora's in pain (sorry I wasn't there, A.) and I can't handle almost anything at the moment, but STILL. ALASKA. I came to FORKS from there because I hated it enough.
The whole time in Alaska, Emmett wouldn't even be anything but a by-my-side rock. He missed Rosalie, who was back in Forks.
I swear, he wouldn't drop the fact that he's a thousand miles away from his wife, and I'll probably hear about this for the rest of my eternal life.
But we're home now.
And Emmett's with Rose.
And I'm locked in my room.
And Annora's in pain.
And Edward's sitting on my bed, watching me type, silent and brooding. Again. He's not in a great mood with me right now for the whole French alphabet thing. Really, anything French does that to him, but since I ran off by myself to sit in a tree and did it, he's pretty furious.
A B C D E F G....
He's hearing everything I type because I'm thinking it.
And no, Edward, I still don't want to talk about it.
-Clara
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Suck on THIS, You Creeps.
New vampires are horrible. Absolutely, positively, inexcusably horrible.
There's one close by.
I was lying in my bed, pretending I was sleeping, when this pure, unadulterated pain hit me like a brick in the face, starting from my foot and raging throughout my entire body as quick as you can ask why.
The hurt was so intolerable that I couldn't move. It was like I was paralyzed, colors flashing in the inside of my skull, sounds of crickets outside magnified to such levels that it was almost unbearable.
And all of the sudden, it flared up, blinding me, and then disappeared completely.
I 'woke up', per say, to Emmett and Edward standing over me, frowning. Edward had this nasty snarl on his face, and Emmett... Well, Emmett just looked worried.
"There's one close by, then." Ed said, more of a statement than a question. Those familiar lines between his eyebrows creased. "Surprise, surprise."
We don't know who it is, obviously, and Alice didn't see them coming. They have no intention of hurting us, I guess, since Alice is supposed to be watching the family, including Bella and Jacob (Bella's request... I'm still trying to avoid her. Heartache sucks.) extremely closely.
Either way, Carlisle went "hunting" for more than food, and Jacob's stalking around Bella's house. Edward left, and he's with Bella, too. Leaving her with a dog bugs him to no end, so it's probably better, but I miss him extremely.
The shopping trip is cancelled. Alice is working overtime.
Stupid, dumb, freaky things.
Even a coincidence has everyone panicking.
-Clara
There's one close by.
I was lying in my bed, pretending I was sleeping, when this pure, unadulterated pain hit me like a brick in the face, starting from my foot and raging throughout my entire body as quick as you can ask why.
The hurt was so intolerable that I couldn't move. It was like I was paralyzed, colors flashing in the inside of my skull, sounds of crickets outside magnified to such levels that it was almost unbearable.
And all of the sudden, it flared up, blinding me, and then disappeared completely.
I 'woke up', per say, to Emmett and Edward standing over me, frowning. Edward had this nasty snarl on his face, and Emmett... Well, Emmett just looked worried.
"There's one close by, then." Ed said, more of a statement than a question. Those familiar lines between his eyebrows creased. "Surprise, surprise."
We don't know who it is, obviously, and Alice didn't see them coming. They have no intention of hurting us, I guess, since Alice is supposed to be watching the family, including Bella and Jacob (Bella's request... I'm still trying to avoid her. Heartache sucks.) extremely closely.
Either way, Carlisle went "hunting" for more than food, and Jacob's stalking around Bella's house. Edward left, and he's with Bella, too. Leaving her with a dog bugs him to no end, so it's probably better, but I miss him extremely.
The shopping trip is cancelled. Alice is working overtime.
Stupid, dumb, freaky things.
Even a coincidence has everyone panicking.
-Clara
Monday, August 13, 2007
Hola, Bonjour, Hey.
That last post was CARDBOARD.
Sorry for anyone who didn't think I was, um, human?
Anyways, it was probably a good thing I didn't tell everything about me all last night - I would've sounded like some kind of robot.
Okay. Where'd I leave off?... Actually, you know what, I don't even care. The internet on this thing SUCKS.
Ahha. My age.
In average human years, I'm 79, but actually, if you're amazing at math and instantly registered the dates in my last post, I'm just barely hitting that eternal age of sixteen, which amuses Edward to no end. He told me about Bella not wanting to get older, which actually, is pretty funny to me. I imagined her at thirty (if, you know, nothing happens...), desperately begging for death just because she was so old and Edward kind of froze up for a second. I'd forgotten about his canny ability to see into my head.
Hah, oops.
But he laughed afterwards, and when I apologized, he just blew it off, which bothered me if only for the fact that I'd disturbed him and the pain rolling off of him was dark and deep.
I hate depending on a single person for a family tie - I feel like the youngest which, yeah, I am... Maybe. I don't know too much about Annora, but she's pretty close to my age - I think.
Today marks a month until Bella's birthday, which has gotten Alice extremely excited, and the whole family speculating about what Alice is going to pull... But then again, Bella and Edward are getting married soon. What's surprising is that she postponed it - Not him. Except everytime he brings it up, there's no pain. He wants what Bella wants... Concerning the wedding thing. The whole changing - Well, that's another story.
Humans can be slightly dramatic. A lot.
Edward is making Alice take me shopping tomorrow. Something having to do with 'girl-y bonding, because it's not natural not to like Alice'.
Right now, I'm locked up in my room, the surround sound blasting Three Days Grace from the ceiling speakers, sprawled out on the bed.
Yeah, I have a bed. I'm just that cool.
...Or I could really like the feeling of lying down on something soft without worrying about falling off. Not that it would hurt, but it's almost habitual.
Anyways, I'm thinking about my family, and how I missed my parent's funerals. My brother, Cole, his son, Brian, and his grandson, Cody, are all still over in New York. I snuck up there to see them close to thirty years ago, way before Cody was born and Brian was divorced, just to make sure they were still there. It's so strange to see my younger brother, now 75 years-old, with his own family, looking so old, while I'm stuck at sixteen.
What's even stranger is knowing that I'll be alive when they're dead. All of them.
Oh, wow, that's depressing. Sorry, hah.
-Clara
Sorry for anyone who didn't think I was, um, human?
Anyways, it was probably a good thing I didn't tell everything about me all last night - I would've sounded like some kind of robot.
Okay. Where'd I leave off?... Actually, you know what, I don't even care. The internet on this thing SUCKS.
Ahha. My age.
In average human years, I'm 79, but actually, if you're amazing at math and instantly registered the dates in my last post, I'm just barely hitting that eternal age of sixteen, which amuses Edward to no end. He told me about Bella not wanting to get older, which actually, is pretty funny to me. I imagined her at thirty (if, you know, nothing happens...), desperately begging for death just because she was so old and Edward kind of froze up for a second. I'd forgotten about his canny ability to see into my head.
Hah, oops.
But he laughed afterwards, and when I apologized, he just blew it off, which bothered me if only for the fact that I'd disturbed him and the pain rolling off of him was dark and deep.
I hate depending on a single person for a family tie - I feel like the youngest which, yeah, I am... Maybe. I don't know too much about Annora, but she's pretty close to my age - I think.
Today marks a month until Bella's birthday, which has gotten Alice extremely excited, and the whole family speculating about what Alice is going to pull... But then again, Bella and Edward are getting married soon. What's surprising is that she postponed it - Not him. Except everytime he brings it up, there's no pain. He wants what Bella wants... Concerning the wedding thing. The whole changing - Well, that's another story.
Humans can be slightly dramatic. A lot.
Edward is making Alice take me shopping tomorrow. Something having to do with 'girl-y bonding, because it's not natural not to like Alice'.
Right now, I'm locked up in my room, the surround sound blasting Three Days Grace from the ceiling speakers, sprawled out on the bed.
Yeah, I have a bed. I'm just that cool.
...Or I could really like the feeling of lying down on something soft without worrying about falling off. Not that it would hurt, but it's almost habitual.
Anyways, I'm thinking about my family, and how I missed my parent's funerals. My brother, Cole, his son, Brian, and his grandson, Cody, are all still over in New York. I snuck up there to see them close to thirty years ago, way before Cody was born and Brian was divorced, just to make sure they were still there. It's so strange to see my younger brother, now 75 years-old, with his own family, looking so old, while I'm stuck at sixteen.
What's even stranger is knowing that I'll be alive when they're dead. All of them.
Oh, wow, that's depressing. Sorry, hah.
-Clara
Sunday, August 12, 2007
It's Been a While.
I haven't written to people in a long time, so it's interesting to see what I'm going to do with a blog, let alone my own computer.
So. My biological history - Wow.
My name is Clara Elizabeth-Grace Hale, and I was born on October 14, 1927. On November 2, 1944, I was mortally wounded from a bullet that took hit a small part of my heart, and was in a comatose state until the 7th, when I woke up to an alleyway and severe pain, raging like fire in my veins. Three days later, I killed three people, ran to Alaska, and found Tanya and her group, all living a 'vegan' life. Eventually, I got homesick for the streets of New York and actual interaction with people, so when Carlisle came up to meet with Tanya concerning some creep named Victoria, I went back with him and began my life in Forks, WA.
Oh, and another thing. I absorb pain. Absorb-absorb. "Like a sponge." If anyone around me gets hurt, I feel it the exact same way that they do, in all it's fury.
Suffice to say, it was easy to convert over to the vegetarian life after feeling the three people who I... Wow, that's weird to admit... who I murdered feel the pain of my teeth in their skin, my venom burning their veins, then being sucked back out, painful ounce by painful ounce.
I'm a killer, and yeah, I'll freely admit that. No Murderers Anonymous for me, hm?
Edward and I talked about it a long time last night, after he'd caught me sulking in my room, and he was telling me all these stories about things he did in his rebellious years; the thoughts he heard, the people's lives he ended, and the hunger that I could relate to completely.
And he brought up Bella.
I was shocked at the pain her name surfaced. My heart ached with his as he told me the story about leaving her and almost committing suicide when he thought she was dead. The clocktower, the Volturri... Jane... All of it piled up into pure inward hurt which, up until that point, I hadn't known that I could feel. The bite on Bella's hand and his pain to quit... It was almost unbearable. The pain he felt just talking about it was almost more than I could handle.
Anyways, I didn't mean to get off on that sidetrack, but it's the only way I can explain the way I feel things.
Edward and I are really close; more like siblings in a literal sense than not. He gave me one of his mother's necklaces, God rest Elizabeth's soul, and I don't take it off. It's comforting to know that he didn't try to hide anything from me; he's my solace. Not many of the others get along with me - Even Alice, who everyone loves, is wary around me. It's kind of confusing, but I'm not the only one with skeletons in the closet, I'd guess.
Carlisle had a room added on to the house, on the opposite side of Edward's with the same archetecture, for me before I came. It's all thanks to Alice, really, but the uneasiness between us seems to stretch out when I try to compliment or thank her.
Whatever. Weird runs in the... Well, ha, the blood.
-Clara
Ps- Here's the family!
So. My biological history - Wow.
My name is Clara Elizabeth-Grace Hale, and I was born on October 14, 1927. On November 2, 1944, I was mortally wounded from a bullet that took hit a small part of my heart, and was in a comatose state until the 7th, when I woke up to an alleyway and severe pain, raging like fire in my veins. Three days later, I killed three people, ran to Alaska, and found Tanya and her group, all living a 'vegan' life. Eventually, I got homesick for the streets of New York and actual interaction with people, so when Carlisle came up to meet with Tanya concerning some creep named Victoria, I went back with him and began my life in Forks, WA.
Oh, and another thing. I absorb pain. Absorb-absorb. "Like a sponge." If anyone around me gets hurt, I feel it the exact same way that they do, in all it's fury.
Suffice to say, it was easy to convert over to the vegetarian life after feeling the three people who I... Wow, that's weird to admit... who I murdered feel the pain of my teeth in their skin, my venom burning their veins, then being sucked back out, painful ounce by painful ounce.
I'm a killer, and yeah, I'll freely admit that. No Murderers Anonymous for me, hm?
Edward and I talked about it a long time last night, after he'd caught me sulking in my room, and he was telling me all these stories about things he did in his rebellious years; the thoughts he heard, the people's lives he ended, and the hunger that I could relate to completely.
And he brought up Bella.
I was shocked at the pain her name surfaced. My heart ached with his as he told me the story about leaving her and almost committing suicide when he thought she was dead. The clocktower, the Volturri... Jane... All of it piled up into pure inward hurt which, up until that point, I hadn't known that I could feel. The bite on Bella's hand and his pain to quit... It was almost unbearable. The pain he felt just talking about it was almost more than I could handle.
Anyways, I didn't mean to get off on that sidetrack, but it's the only way I can explain the way I feel things.
Edward and I are really close; more like siblings in a literal sense than not. He gave me one of his mother's necklaces, God rest Elizabeth's soul, and I don't take it off. It's comforting to know that he didn't try to hide anything from me; he's my solace. Not many of the others get along with me - Even Alice, who everyone loves, is wary around me. It's kind of confusing, but I'm not the only one with skeletons in the closet, I'd guess.
Carlisle had a room added on to the house, on the opposite side of Edward's with the same archetecture, for me before I came. It's all thanks to Alice, really, but the uneasiness between us seems to stretch out when I try to compliment or thank her.
Whatever. Weird runs in the... Well, ha, the blood.
-Clara
Ps- Here's the family!
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