The Imprisoned Within
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters.
Author's Note: Hey guys! Sorry for the late update. Presidents' week is coming up… but unless I go on a two week vacation to the Philippines, you'll see tons of updates coming your way. And we'll leave Alice to see that coming! [; Also, I just bought the Twilight CD today… AND I reserved my copy of Twilight at FYE, collector's edition included! Hooray, I'm so excited! xD
I sat there with a bored expression on my face. My chin rested on the palm of my hand, as I watched the teacher pace back and forth and ask students about which law made it illegal to criticize the government. I looked at the clock: 2:10. There was only fifty more minutes to go. I felt the uncomfortable stares of many males set upon me. Then, I felt a pencil hit the sole of my shoe. I sighed, bending down to pick it up. There was a post-it attached onto its wooden surface. I put it on my lap and waited for the teacher to turn around so that I could wait for the next step. In three, two, one! Finally, he did. Cautiously, I put the pencil on my desk and began to read the note once I've separated it from its place. It was from Jasper. I've known his handwriting anywhere. There was no way he could fool me, Rosalie Hale. I rolled my eyes as I read the contents that it contained inside:
Rosalie, the boys here are making me feel uncomfortable. Wanna skip?
I looked forward and saw that Mr. Rothe was still scribbling in black marker on the white board. Perfect. I took the pencil given to me and began writing as fast as I could, just in case he were to turn around at any second. I wrote back:
Is it that bad?
I attached the post-it note back onto the pencil and rolled it onto the floor to Jasper's shoe. I turned around and began writing the notes on the white board that was on such matters that didn't really concern me, since I've learned this years and years—or maybe even centuries—before. Then just as soon as I've had a good feeling that Mr. Rothe had more writing to do, something hit my shoe again. I picked it up, removed the note from the pencil, and began reading my twin brother's neat handwriting:
Yes it is, actually. I don't know how Edward can handle it, but I know for a fact that I can't. It's quite… disturbing.
I wrote back:
Aw, you don't like the other boys and their strong feelings of lust?
Then I got this reply:
Rosalie, I'm serious!
So then this was my final response:
Then raise your hand and we'll both get out of here!
Once I looked back up from passing the note, the teacher was hovering above me. The look on his face told me that he was being serious, and that he had no time for excuses. This was my teacher, Mr. Rothe. No one I knew of liked this teacher. By the look of his hands I could tell he wasn't married—and that part just wasn't surprising to me at all. "Ms. Hale, what do you think you're doing?"
I smiled sweetly at him. "You have such nice eyes, Mr. Rothe!"
He frowned at me. "I have no desire whatsoever to play along with... prostitutes like you. Now, go to the principal's office and admit to your crimes!"
I stared at him with cold eyes and glared straight into his. "Excuse me but, do you know who you're talking to?"
He just smiled. "Ms. Hale, you're suspended for trying to harass a teacher. Principal's office, ASAP! Oh wait, you're just a blonde. You probably don't know what that means so—"
Then Jasper stood up from his seat at the back of the room and headed straight for my desk where I sat there dumbfounded looking away with hurt in my eyes. I refused to move, or speak, until he did for me. "Mr. Rothe, the way you spoke to my sister right now is just intolerable! I will never forgive you for your actions, and you will admit to your crimes." The teacher looked at him in disgust as Jasper helped me rise from my seat. We headed for the door while the rest of our classmates applauded for his heroic act. Some of them, however, thought that all of this was all some private joke or unexpected play but applauded with the rest anyway. Mr. Rothe stopped us with just ten words, right when I reached for the doorknob.
"Oh yeah?" he chuckled evilly. "What're you going to do about it?" I didn't know what to say. But Jasper turned and grinned at him and had spoken for the both of us.
"No, but once we're in the principal's office I think we'll both know who won this fight... Angela?" he had said. Then the junior teacher's aide, one of Bella's friends who I was familiar with, was revealed to have been recording the event with her camera all along. She stood up nervously, and ended the recording with the touch of a button.
"Sorry, Mr. Rothe!" she said. But she didn't even look sorry at all. I turned back around and opened the door and the two Hale twins made their way to the back door of the high school.
"I'm impressed," I mumbled, once we were in the hallway. "I never thought you of all people would stand up for me."
Jasper chuckled. "Hey, I would've done anything to get out of that class. That was a one-of-a-kind excuse to get out of class, no?"
"Right," I said and then we were outside exposed to the cold weather that had been waiting for us behind the back doors. We headed to the parking lot, and we saw a pixie-like female and a tall, dark, and handsome male that we all knew and loved: Alice and Edward. "What're you guys doing here?"
"Oh, I knew about the fun you guys had during History!" Alice laughed, her hands dug deep into the pockets of her jacket. "We decided to tag along… So who's going with whom?"
"I'll go with Edward," I said as I took the keys out of my purse. "I'll be driving his car, while you two could drive the Mercedes." I took a glance at the older male who I was now standing next to. It seemed to be rather odd that he didn't argue this time. How much time do we have, anyway?"
"Fifteen minutes until the traffic builds up," Alice announced. "If we track down their white, stolen highlander before they get here then we have a chance to bring Bella's human memories back!" she grinned, proud of the information she had provided.
"Do they know of our arrival?" Jasper asked.
"No," Edward answered. "James thinks we're still in school."
"All right," Alice said, her attitude was as optimistic and cheerful as ever. "So then Jasper and I will follow behind you… Are you guys ready?"
"Ready," Jasper said,
"So am I," Edward grinned. I, however, had no time to waste, as I was already seated at the driver's seat within the shiny, silver Volvo. Our group broke apart, and settled into our formations. If our parents were called, of course we'd have a good reason for everything. We were the Cullen-Hale family of vampires, and this was what we did. For the sake of humans, this was exactly the reason why this family had bonded over to saving lives of the unfortunate. I turned on the engine and pressed the break down, shifting into reverse. I concentrated on the road ahead of us, ready for the adventure that this ride was going to offer. "Are you ready?"
I laughed. "Of course… This is going to be fun."
But five minutes into the traffic that had begun to build up on the freeway, we were already arguing.
My hands gripped firmly onto the leather cover of the steering wheel. My eyes furrowed together as I concentrated on the road ahead of me. I sighed in defeat as the cars ahead of me slowed down to a stop. I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes, my foot pressed down gently on the brake. The smell of three troublesome vampires just kept coming closer and closer. The anxiety built up in Edward, as he shifted around in his seat. I revealed my golden-brown eyes once I set the car in motion and the traffic had begun to break up, bit by bit.
"God, Rosalie," Edward complained. "45 miles per hour?"
"Oh shut up," was my reply. I had not bothered to look at him and give him one of my good ol' glares. "It's against the law to drive by your speed limit."
He laughed. "No it isn't."
"Look it up!"
"Our government's stupidity is not my problem."
"That's illegal, too."
"So is being in your love with your own step-brother!"
And that's what set me off and hit the wrong buttons all at once. Out of anger I began to head into another direction, much to Edward's dismay. I turned and stopped at the side of the road, where the red Mercedes had stopped behind us in the rear mirror. I shut off the engine and pushed the door open, with Edward trailing behind me calling my name. Alice got out of her car, with Jasper right behind her, and welcomed me with open arms while I buried my face into her shoulder. She probably knew what happen, because she knew just what to say.
"Edward," she frowned, patting my back. A wave of comfort and happiness swept over me. A name immediately came to mind: Jasper, it was his doing. I couldn't blame him though, because unlike Edward, he seemed to care about me. "You shouldn't have done that."
The bronze-haired male took a deep breath, his expression apologetic. "Rosalie, turn around please," And so I did. "I'm sorry, forgive me?" He smiled innocently at me.
I sighed. "No, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have acted the way I did. Because of me—"
Alice interrupted. "Guys, their course has changed. Turn around!" And then we did. The cars moved past us, almost in high speed. Then I saw it, on the other lane. The white highlander, just like Alice had said. Suddenly it was like the world stopped, reality was altered. It was then and there when I saw her. No, we all did. She was looking right at us with her deep-crimson eyes in anger and a hint of sadness like she was hurt. Then I heard the blonde male's voice, James, and the very four words that had set me off:
"I told you so,"
I pulled Alice behind me and we both got into her car, with the guys in the other. "Where are they going?"
Alice winced as I turned on the engine and put the car in drive. "They're going to cross the borderline between La Push and Forks, so Bella can't be touched!" I drove off to that direction, hurrying past the other cars so hopefully we could stop them in time. I had to give credit to James; however, he was pretty smart for his old age. I didn't want to think about what would happen if we didn't make it in time, because I know I wouldn't be forgiven. For once, I didn't want Alice to tell me her visions. And just this once, I passed the speed limit, because I too wanted to do my job and save Bella before it was all too late. I just didn't realize how much she meant to me, until now. I was a jealous wreck, but I knew it didn't have to be this way.
Sooner or later, someone had to be blamed.
[A/N: And that concludes this chapter of The Imprisoned Within! I hope you guys enjoyed it. Review? Please and thank you. Feel free to leave any ideas, suggestions, or complaints. Criticism is welcome at any time, no need to feel the need to go easy on me!]