"All you need in the world is love and laughter. That's all anybody needs. To have love in one hand and laughter in the other." ~August Wilson
"You are kidding me, right?" I laughed at Edward's choice of date location in Port Angeles.
"Please," he scoffed "alllllll the popular kids go here on their dates!" He joked. "C'mon, I'll help you if you can't get it in."
"Whatever," I rolled my eyes. "Lead the way, Oh Mighty Putt Putt Champion!" I sarcastically saluted.
"Welcome to Pete's Putt Putt Playhouse! Two tickets?" A zitty 30-something year old man with a perm and a name tag stating "Call me Reggie" greeted us at the booth. "Please." Edward nodded. "Great! Today we have a scavenger hunt, if you find all 5 items on the list; you get a free token to the claw grab game!" He passed us a mini pencil and score card. At the next counter Edward and I picked our gold clubs and balls.
"Here," Edward passed me a neon pink mini golf ball. "Your favorite color." He smirked.
I replied sarcastically: "How did you know?" He grabbed a black ball and another pink one. "Why the second?" I wondered out loud. He pointed to a stream near hole #6, "Incase you lose the first." I scoffed, "Like I'll need that, I'll happen to have you know, I was the South Maricopa County Mini Gold Championship third runner up of 1999!" I said that a bit too loud, and 'Reggie' gave me a suspicious look. "Just incase," Edward said, slipping the ball into his pocket.
As we walked away from the counter, Edward leaned in and whispered in my ear, "The scavenger hunt items are a Hot Air Balloon – Hole #5, Swiss Flag – Hole #9, Scottish Kilt – Hole #11, Broken Windmill – Hole #15, and Smiling Flower – Hole #17. Our friend Reggie had them memorized." I laughed and jotted down the numbers.
"So are you ready to get beaten?" Edward asked as we waited for the family of three to finish up Hole 1. I teased, "Did you not hear me? Third runner up."
"Wanna bet?" He raised an eyebrow. "Every time I get a better score than you, you kiss me." He smirked.
"Edward..." I said warily. "Right. Sorry." He gave a sharp nod and looked away. Then I really thought, Lexi was always telling me to live a little. What did I have to lose? "And if I win?" I said, trying to sound nonchalant.
"Huh?" Edwards eyes shot back to mine.
"Each time I win... I get your car for a day." I said, looking at his black Volvo S80 in the parking lot, and noticed Edward's smile falter.
"A whole day?" But when he noticed my smirk, he flashed a smile. "Totally worth it. Ladies first." He pointed to the hole, the family before us had finished.
I placed the sickly pink ball on the green, and aimed my feet and hands correctly.
"You're supposed to bend your knees a little, third runner up." Edward mocked, sitting on the nearest bench.
"It's been a while..." I muttered and bent my knees. The first hole was a generic windmill, just hit the ball straight-forward, time it so you miss the vanes, under the windmill, and into the hole. Easy. I putted the ball and it luckily made it under, slowing down right before the hole. I bit my lip and peering through the gap in the windmill, slowly but surely, the obnoxiously colored ball fell into the hole.
"Woo-hoo!" I threw my hands up, almost hitting Edward with my club. "Your turn." I giggled with satisfaction.
Edward, cockily kept his eye off the ball as he swung, his golden eyes peering into mine. But, no matter how good you are, this hole was about timing, the ball hit one of the windmill's vanes and came rolling right back. "That's one day." I said self-righteously.
It went on like that, either I would beat him (by a little) or we would tie. Sometimes I wondered if he was letting me win, but then I remembered the stakes.
Hole 12 was a loop-di-loop, "Remember," Edward said, "You have to use a lot of power to get it to go in and to keep it from falling out."
"I know, don't worry." I teased. I aimed my club, power...
"Don't worry, my dear." Laurent said as I sobbed tearlessly. "You will see – he isn't your whole world. You will feel great power, strength," he laid a hand on my shoulder "your life with meaningless humans will seem so minuscule-"
"I was one of those 'meaningless humans'!" I yelled, jerking my shoulder way.
"Yes, yes, I too, but in time none of that will matter." Laurent looked around. It was then I noticed where we were. It seemed to be an old abandoned warehouse. How cliché. On some boxes in a corner I could easily make out "Ilwaco Fishing Co." Ilwaco was just 3 hours from Forks!
"I need blood," Laurent announced, pulling on a leather jacket. "You will too, soon. I'll go scout, and then you may join me." I nodded, suddenly feeling a horrible burning in my throat. Blood! "For now, rest." And he was gone.
When I couldn't hear him running anymore, I looked down at my clothes, blood stained, everywhere, even my body, I felt the blood stains up to my neck, but there was no wound. Perks of being a vampire. I thought sarcastically. The burning was still pulling me to leave, so I wondered, what could Laurent teach me that Edward didn't?
I had nothing, no belongings, so I just left. We were in the woods, but not too deep. Suddenly, I heard something far away and at first I couldn't make it out. Voices? Not really...
"You have a way of coming easily to me.
And when you take, you take the very best of me.
So I start a fight 'cause I need to feel somethin'"
It was a song... probably someone's iPod. I followed the sound. Then I started hearing voices
"Come on, Brit, just a few more steps." A boy said.
"You're the athletic one, Reid, not me." The female giggled.
Suddenly I was face-to-face with them, they boy was helping the girl up a step up a steep part of the hill I was at the top of. "Um, hi." Reid said. "Are you ok? Can we help-"
I lunged for him, and the girl screamed, but didn't move. The rush of the blood in my throat felt amazing, and I blocked out everything else. When I was done with the boy, I fed on the girl, I just couldn't stop. I sucked them both dry.
When I was done, I switched clothes with the girl. She was wearing a black Journey t-shirt, so the blood wasn't and visible, jeans, and black converse. Luckily most were an ok fit.
I didn't know what to do with the bodies. Then I noticed that they were hiking to a cliff edge. It was a really pretty view, but I couldn't think about that right now. I took their bodies and rolled them off the edge.
One tripped and the other tried to grab them, both falling to their death. That would be the story. I found a small stream and washed the blood from my body and hair. I thought about Reid and Brit. They were a young couple, a little older then I, in love like Edward and I are-were. And I had just killed them, just like that.
I noticed my reflection, I was beautiful, my auburn hair fell perfectly even after all the havoc, and my skin was pale white and sparkling. No wonder Reid looked at me like that, not to mention my crimson eyes.
I could still hear the girl's iPod playing in the distance:
"You never did give a damn thing, honey.
But I cried, cried for you.
And I know you wouldn't have told nobody if I died, died for you.
Oh, what a shame.
What a rainy ending give to a perfect day. Every smile you fake is so condescending.
Counted all the scars you made.
Now that I'm sittin her thinkin' it through, I've never been anywhere cold as you."
Laurent's words echoed in my brain: "You will feel great power, strength..." With that, I swung the club. Hard. The ball went off the course and into the parking lot of the P.F. Chang's next door. I heard a window smash and a car alarm go off.
"Um, I think I'll be needing that other ball now." I smiled awkwardly.
"No Mulligan's." Edward smirked.
"Fine." I pouted, hitting the ball perfectly in and around the loop and into the hole. "Hole in two." Pointing at the sign that read Hole #12, Par 3 "Birdie."
As Edward aimed, I suddenly feared that I would have to kiss him. Was I ready for that? Why did I agree to his stupid stakes. Right as he was about to swing, I yelled "BEE!" and he threw the club right out of his hands, the ball rolling into the bushes. He gave me a strange look and I replied: "I'm allergic. Oh yeah, and no Mulligan's." He glared at me as he fished the ball out of the bushes.
After Hole 14, I owed him a kiss. Fuck. "How about, I save up each kiss for the end of the night?" He rose an eyebrow. "Whatever." I replied, not looking at him.
By the time we were done, I owed Edward three kisses.
"Congratulations!" Reggie said. "You found all 5 items! Here's your token!" I smiled a thanks.
"You should probably do this-I suck at anything that required skill." I joked, pointing to the claw machine.
"How about we both do it?" He said, placing a hand over mine and guiding it to the joystick. After two unsuccessful grabs, we won a small grey wolf plush toy.
We walked hand-in-hand down the Port Angeles boardwalk, looking out to Port Angeles Harbour. "You know," I said, looking at the grey wolf, "Jacob never imprinted, he's all alone out there, thinking I was dead..."
"Imprinting is a complicated thing, it's decided, just like that, who it is, and she could be anywhere-another country, maybe one he's never heard of. Jacob has to reply on fate to bring them together."
We walked and talked some more, he asked about my past any about my friends, nothing to heavy. We eventually made it under the boardwalk, and all we could hear was the swishing of waves.
"You know," he said as we bathed under the moonlight that spilled through the cracks between each plank of wood. "You still owe me three kisses. And your debt is due before the end of the night."
"Fine." I said, covering my nervousness by rolling my eyes. I leant in and kissed him on the right cheek, then the left. Before I could figure out where to place the third, he cupped my cheeks and pulled met my lips with his.
This kiss was better than all the rest. Everything we had to say was spoken by the battle of our tongues. There was no holding back, no worry, it was every girl's dream kiss times ten. As we deepened the kiss, my arms found their way to the back of his neck and his around my waist. He moved us so my back was against a wood pillar, and his hands slipped under my dress, rubbing my back, and I found my hands were up his shirt, feeling the tones of his abs.
"Edward," I breathed, trying to calm myself. "We are not having sex for the first time under a boardwalk."
"Right." He said, obviously trying to catch his breath too. "Well," He said, pulling back and checking is watch. "Margot gave me a strict one a.m. curfew, and it's already twelve forty. Better get you home."
"Oh, no," I joked. "I might get grounded!" I faked fear.
On the car ride home, we didn't say anything, but we didn't need too. When he pulled into our drive way I said "Walk me to my door?" which made him smile. "Just like old times."
At my door, before unlocking it, I turned to Edward. "I had a really great time tonight. Really."
"I'm glad you did." He flashed a grin, and started to turn away.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" I asked him, placing a hand on my hip.
He looked at me confused. "What?"
"I get your car. For a week!" I smiled with a daring look.
"Right." He said, giving in. He pulled the key out of his pocket and tossed it to me.
Then, he leaned in and gave me a slow peck on the lips, and was gone. "Wow." I muttered under my breath.
I walked into the living room where everyone was chatting.
"Jacob?" I asked, astonished. Speak of the devil...
"Bells," he said, standing up from the couch. "I've got great news. There's someone I want you to meet-well, see." He said, gesturing to the girl who had been sitting behind him.
"Oh my god!" I never thought I'd see her again.
So who do you think it is? Please review :)
For those of you who have been with me since the start, I'd like to say thank you, you are all so supportive and I know I can tell you guys anything!
I'd like to let you guys know I am GREAT! I am really settling into high school, and I have some great friends! I realized that almost everyone in my middle school were the screwed up, not me :)
Everyone is so nice! And I'd like to say, somehow, I am pretty popular! Yeah I don't even know how that happened! I don't have a boyfriend yet but you never know. (My crush is funny, nice, and HOT!)
In regards to my last post, (which I am deleting) I feel soooooo much better! I think I was just ready to get a move on with my life and high school has helped so much!
I think my writing has gotten much better! I set a goal 1,000 words and wrote 2,527!
5 pages, bitch!
Please review so I know what you think!
Also, some golfing terms:
Par – average score
Birdie – one under par
Mulligan – one free shot you get for each game
Here's the really important part: please tell me – do you guys want to see a sex scene (lemon) between ExB, of course. I would have to change the rating from T to M though.
Here's another problem, being almost 15, I have not had sex ("duuuuuhhhhh"). Although I've somewhat read surprise lemons in other fics, my version would suck.
So please vote on my profile if you want a lemon, and CAN ANYONE WRITE IT FOR ME? I will give you credit, just send me a scene and I'll fit it into the chapter!
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