I was reading Twilight the other day and wondered what it would be like if Esme was Bella and Carlisle was Edward, like they swapped places. Esme is popular, beautiful and can go out with anyone she wants. Carlisle, along with his vampire family, is new, handsome and unlike anyone Esme has ever met.
DISCLAIMER: The characters and the Twilight series belong to Stephenie Meyer
"I can't believe you are making me do this," I grumbled as I walked out of the bathroom. The dress I was wearing was scarlet red and was very short. My caramel hair had been curled, bouncing up to my shoulders when I walked.
My best friend, Alice, clapped and smiled in triumphant when she saw her masterpiece. She had been the one who had bought the dress for me and done my hair, determined to make me even more uncomfortable. "You look amazing!"
I looked at the mirror. The girl looking back at me looked pale white, but that was only because of how unlucky I was when it came to tanning. She had long, silky hair that rolled past her shoulders, full lips with red lipstick covering them, her eyebrows were thinly plucked, her brown eyes wide with shock and surprise. Was that really me?
"Rosalie called when you were getting changed," Alice informed me as I slipped on the red heels she had let me borrow. "She said she and Bella were going to meet us at the prom."
The prom, I thought with a shudder. The night I had been dreading for ages, since we first started the school year. I wasn't like Alice or Rose or Bella, I didn't mind dancing, it was just the thought of wearing dresses and walking in heels that bothered me. I was so used to wearing jeans and jumpers! It wasn't fair!
"OK, cool." I said, looking around for my handbag. Alice had it. "Oh,"
She laughed. "You've got to calm down, Esme." She told me. "Everything will be fine."
"Do you know if those new kids will be there?" I asked, not meeting her gaze, afraid she would see that glimpse of worry. They always made me feel stupid, uncool, and clumsy. And I was one of the popular girls at school; no one made me feel like that.
Alice shrugged her shoulders. "I heard Olivia really wanted to go, so I guess they will be."
It had been two weeks since the Cullen's and the Hales had moved to Forks, Washington. They all had that elegant grace, the same chalky white skin, strange but amazing golden eyes and they were all beautiful. When they walked into a room, so graceful and proud, the crowd would part to let them go past, especially Olivia.
"Have you got your eyes on one of them?" Alice asked me, sounding amused. "Doesn't sound like you, Esme? I thought all boys here weren't good enough for you?"
"No," I said instantly. "Besides, I've only seen four of them. Their younger brother has been away, hasn't he?"
"Maybe the younger brother is cute," She said, putting on some more make-up.
"You have Jasper," I reminded her.
"I know, I was just saying. Maybe you could date the younger Cullen. Then we can all double-date - you and him, Jasper and I, Emmett and Rose, Bella and Edward. It would be fun!"
"You and I have very different definitions on the meaning of 'fun'." I said but I couldn't stop a smile from forming on my face.
She straightened when she had done. "You ready to go?"
I sighed. "I guess I am."
"Then let's go!"
"You're too enthusiastic," I warned. "You might hurt yourself dancing."
"Never!" She laughed and took my arm, dragging me out of the room and down the stairs.
"Goodbye you two, have fun!" Alice's mum called after us and we waved goodbye to her before we left.
The two of us climbed into Alice's car and I started tapping my fingers on the door handle, ready to run if things when wrong. Alice turned up the music so she didn't have to hear my nervous tapping.
Forks High School was a ten minute drive from my house along the highway, but soon Alice and I started talking again and time passed even more quicker. I knew what the topic of the conversation would be even more she opened her mouth, the new kids.
"What do you think of them?" She asked me, eyes on the road.
"Well, I think Olivia is a show-off, but she could be nice and kind if you got to know her. Jack, I wouldn't like to get on the wrong side of, he's huge! Sophia seems a lot like you actually, into fashion and very excitable - and she's so thin! It's like she is a walking twig! And Michael, well, he always looks like he is in pain, haven't you noticed?"
She nodded. "Yeah, I agree with you on everything but one, I don't think Olivia could be nice. No way!"
"She could be," We hadn't even spoken to the new kids, no one had. They like to keep to themselves, just sitting in the canteen with platefuls of food that they wouldn't even touch. And they would just sit so still, like statues.
"I guess we'll never know. It's not like they want to talk to any of us."
"We shouldn't bother ourselves about that though." I reminded her.
She smiled. "We're right. We're popular now, we're at the top. They can sulk and stare all the want. We're better than them."
I laughed. Alice knew how to cheer me up.
Somehow she managed to find a space in the busy car park outside of school and we got out, careful of our dresses. Rosalie Hannon and Bella Swan, our two other best friends, came rushing forward to meet us outside of the hall.
Rosalie was wearing a beautiful designer satin blue dress, which, like mine, was cut short on purpose. She wore her hair up in a bun that was shaped beautifully. Her mother was hairdresser, so the perfect hair was not much of a surprise.
Bella's dress was lavender and she had her hair in the same style she always had it in, long an straight without any knots or kinks. It all suited her well and I was glad that she was like me and didn't like to show off that much.
"You guys ready for the best time of your life?" Rosalie asked, glancing back at the hall where you could hear the music pounding and people laughing and cheering. "It looks great this year,"
Together the four of us walked into the hall. The whole year must have been there, dancing along to the music. The DJ threw his hand in the air and the crowd waved back, shouting for more music to be played.
Emmett, Jasper and Edward, all wearing tuxes, were stood at the food bar eating and talking, probably about the game that was on last night. Before I knew what was happening, I was being led into the crowd of dancers by Rose and the others. I actually enjoyed myself, dancing with them and shouting with the rest of the crowd until my throat hurt afterwards. I clapped and cheered and had a good time.
Then the crowd stopped dancing suddenly and turned to stare. I followed their gaze, already knowing what it was leading towards.
Five figures were stood under the open doors of the hall, all wearing stunning clothes. Olivia had a pink dress, shoes with about three inches of heel which she seemed perfectly comfortable in and was good at balancing.
Her sister, Sophia, had her auburn hair pulled into a plait, and she was wearing a white dress with black at the bottom, it looked like grass in a way. She gave a little twirl and the black blurred so it looked like a river.
The boys were wearing grey tuxes, looking smart and handsome, their hair neatly styled into a disarray on their heads. Jack had a big grin on his face and he led Olivia towards the dancing, his hand so big that it covered hers completely.
That was when I noticed the five figure for the first time.
Unlike his two dark-haired brothers, the third boy had blonde hair. This was the only difference he had though. Like the others, he was beautiful, white-skinned, golden-eyed, and looked like a movie-star. I noticed that he didn't have a date, that he stayed where he was standing, looking around with narrowed eyes.
Then his eyes landed on me.
I looked away, blushing, and turned back to Alice. "Who's that?" I asked, trying not to blush any further.
"Carlisle Cullen, I guess." She answered with a shrug of her shoulders.
I looked back at him and my head shot back to Alice quickly when I realized his eyes were still on mind. Great, now I feel really, really uncomfortable.
For five minutes I tried to ignore him and was thankful when the music stopped and we went over to Emmett and the boys for a few minutes. Carlisle's eyes followed me.
"What does Cullen want?" Emmett demanded, although defensive and ready to beat up anyone who annoyed me or the others.
"He is really good looking." Rosalie commented. Emmett glared at her. She shrugged. "What? It's true."
I couldn't help look back at him. He was talking to Olivia and Sophia, although he looked past his shoulder at me. I looked away and so did he. I blushed, no color came to his cheeks.
"Come on, let's get something to eat." Alice decided and we all left the ball room and headed for the room where they would store the gym objects like netball poles and skipping ropes. All the objects had been moved out and replaced with tables covered in food. I took a ham sandwich and took a tiny bite out of it.
"Are you alright, Esme?" Bella asked, sounding worried.
I nodded, picking at the ham with my fingers. "Sure, I'm good."
She was unconvinced. "Maybe you need some fresh air. Come on, let's go outside for a minute."
I sighed and followed her out of the gym. She led me down to the field and we sat on the bench.
She flattened out her dress and asked, "So, what's going on?"
"I don't know. That's what's troubling me. Ever since he walked through the room I can't think!"
"Since who walked in the room?" She titled her head to one side and I knew she was trying to figure it out in her head,
I sat there in silence, trying to count each strand of grass
My head snapped up when Bella gasped. "Carlisle Cullen!?"
I looked back at the grass. "You made me loose count." I grumbled.
"Esme, do you like Carlisle?" She asked.
I shook my head instantly. "No! I'm not one of those girls who sees a guy and falls in love with him just because he is handsome! I've never spoken to him, for all I know he could be mean and a show-off. I don't know him!"
"Then why are you acting so awkward and uncomfortable?" She pressed.
I sighed. "I don't know."
She touched my arm. "I'm here for you if you need me. And you know Emmett and the guys will sort him out if he makes you feel more uncomfortable. I did see him staring at you a lot back there."
I tried not to be excited by the fact that he had been staring at me. "Really?" My attempt of keeping my voice steady and calm was a poor one.
Bella nodded, starting to smile. "It's like he can't keep his eyes off you!"
"Maybe it's just the dress, or the fact he was checking to see if I wasn't staring at him or...what?"
Bella was looking at me with wide, bright eyes. "Esme, don't you see it? You like him!"
"I just met him!"
"Esme and Carlisle kissing in a tree," She started to sing, clapping as well.
I hissed at her. "Shut-up! And I don't like him."
"What if he likes you?"
"If he liked me he would have come over to me, wouldn't he?" I asked, rolling my eyes.
"You know what I think you should do?"
I looked up at her and felt scared. She had that glint in her eye, like she always did when she had just thought of a 'great' idea. Well, an idea she would would be great and often ended badly. "What?"
"Go back in that dance room and have fun. Show him that you aren't interested. It will drive him crazy and he'll work out that you won't walk over to him, so he'll have to come over to you if he wants to know your name. It's genius!"
I groaned. "That's what you say every time and then it never works!"
"Trust me," She touched her temple. "I've thought this through."
"Oh, now I'm reassured!" I laughed bitterly. "It's not going to work. He doesn't care who I am."
"Then why was he staring at you all the time? Answer me that."
I shrugged, searching desperately for something to say. "Maybe I had something on my face."
"Come on. Try it, see if it works!"
I sighed, giving in. "OK fine, but only because I don't have a jacket and it's freezing cold out here!"