Walking Backwards

The past few weeks have been great. More than great actually, I just can’t even come up with a word to say how awesome it’s been. I mean, I probably could but it would be a word between unicorns and narwhales and we both know those two are freaking awesome!

So, why was it awesomely amazing? Well for one Edward somehow managed to get Vincent’s work schedule so we know how long I can stay out and what would be the best way of exiting the house when he’s home during the morning. Usually, if anyone isn’t watching, Edward will jump up and then back down with me. That’s semi-romantic right?

So far so good, I haven’t heard anything from Vincent or seen much of him at all. On his days off I go to Edward’s, it’s been fun getting to know Alice. Rosalie is still very iffy of me. Yesterday though, I beat Emmet in a race car game, we are on for a rematch this weekend! He said if I win he’ll take me running through the mountains, how cool is that? Edward isn’t too fond of that idea though. He doesn’t want me anywhere in the mountains and he keeps a very close eye on me if I wander in the woods. I don’t know why he’s skeptical of the idea of me in the mountains because personally it sounds awesome.

I keep finding different things to bug Edward about. I mean Edward and I have been getting really close; I can honestly say that Edward knows everything about me. For once I have nothing to hide. Which if you have a load of secrets you know how heavy a burden like that can be. It’s like a weight is directly on top of you and you are trying with all your might to keep your knees from buckling under all that pressure. So, now I don’t have to worry about giving way.

Jennifer has also forgiven me. My life is getting in order; I have a calendar that I am keeping track of the days. “Miss Payne,” my teacher calls out to me softly.

“Yeah,” I look up, there’s a diagram of some cells.

“Can you please identify this.” He taps a wand like rod at the diagram. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes, he is always trying to catch me off guard, or watch me slip up. I know this, everyone should know this stuff. I mean its biology, simple high school biology.

I could be a smartass and be like well that my dear Watson is an organism of some sort; I am surprised you have never heard of it… but I’m sure I would get a smack to the back of the head by Edward.

“Yeah, that’s bacillus,” his wand taps the next one. “Spirillum—and you are missing an l.” I drawled as he runs over to his computer to correct it. Edward nudges me as I smirk. Be nice he mouths to me. I shake my head and look away. I would never be nice, if the teacher wants to be a jerk well then good for him.

I walk to my car as the day finally comes to an end. I love school and all, just I wish the teachers acted like they were excited about what they teach instead of using the same monotonous tone. How am I supposed to be intrigued by something that you aren’t even interested in teaching? I mean really no one forced you to be a teacher, so why freaking teach. I groan as I lean against the car.

“What’s wrong,” Edward walks up behind me.

I whip around and hold my fingers up in the shape of the cross. “Be gone beast, I am on my period, don’t want to tempt you, skit—skit.” I made a wave like motion with my hands, as if telling him to go away which we both knew I didn’t mean.

“You are an idiot.” Edward sighs softly, biting back a smile.

“I can’t help it; I’ve been waiting for this moment to say that.” I smile and then wrap my arms around my stomach. “Ugh, life sucks, I hate being bloated. Blahhhh.”

“You are sounding like a whale.” Edward remarked, leaning against my car.

“I feel like a whale. I am a whale. I want to eat a whale.” I nodded then shook my head because the thought was making me nauseous. I tossed my keys to Edward and skipped over to the passenger side… Well skipped as much as I could.

“So you have cannibalistic tendencies?” Edward slid into the car easily and threw his stuff in the back seat.

“Shh, that’s between you and me buddy. We all metaphorically or literally speaking—have skeletons in our closet. But as for those people, I shall call it weird cravings.” I nodded while buckling myself up then reaching for the button of my pants. Edward’s hand flew to mine stopping me.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he hissed while looking around making sure no one was looking at us. Oh Edward, is that jealousy? How very cute.

“Obviously you have never been bloated, you jerk. These pants are digging into my gut, if you don’t move your hand I will have to take necessary actions and call rape.” I growled softly. Edward rolled his eyes as I unbuttoned my pants; I sat back and gave a sigh of relief. “Oh sweet Judah, I can breathe.”

“You’re over reacting…” Edward pulled out of the school parking lot.

“I’m really not,” I pouted while crossing my arms over my chest. “It does hurt.”

“Do you have to say it that way Jewlz? You know I don’t like the thought of you hurting.” He rubbed his fingers over the back of my hand. “I’m sorry for not understanding how females feel during… times like that.”

“It’s fine,” I couldn’t help but smile. His voice always made me smile, even if I was getting scolded by him. Edward is always so sweet; maybe he is my yin to all the yang that’s been going on? How cheesy does that sound? I am seriously turning into a big girly-girl because of him… Anyway, I still have yet to see his reflective skin but I still taunt him about it. I hope it doesn’t get on his nerves too bad.

I hadn’t been lying about cravings. I hope it doesn’t sound weird, but when I’m on my period I crave three things: French onion dip and chips, pickles (hamburger sliced), and green olives. No, not all mixed together, but on the same plate. People used to tell me all the time I eat like a pregnant person. So, I can only imagine what I’ll eat when/if I do get pregnant… wood? I don’t really know.

The ride home was short thankfully, and I got out of the car and hobbled my way to the door. Yes I am over dramatic. I open the door then go to the kitchen looking for my handy-dandy bottle of ibuprofen; it would be my friend in this time of need. I pop two in my mouth and swallow some water. I grab a fudge pop and head up the stairs. “You coming,” I turn to Edward who was standing in the entry way to the kitchen.

“Of course,” we walked up to my room and he sat on my bed as I rummaged through my drawers for a pair of pajama pants. I found a pair and stripped off my jeans while holding my delicious Popsicle in my mouth. “Do you have no decency?”

“Does it matter? You spy on me when I sleep so shut-up.” I mumbled while I was keeping a good hold on the yummy chocolately coldness. He smirked as I pulled up my pajama pants which were ten times more comfortable than those jeans… man-made torture devices I swear. Sometimes I just want to go back to the era where we roamed naked. Yes, that far because then I could beat the living daylights out of Eve for taking a bite out of the apple, she should have left that alone!

“Anything you want to do today?” Edward asked as I laid my head in his lap.

“Not particularly, you don’t have to stay here—I’m sure you have better things to do.” I looked up at him. He shook his head. “Geez man, what did you do without me?” I smirked while licking my fudge-pop.

“I was hopelessly bored without you, my love. If you had not come I would have wandered the streets in anguish, who would feel this void deep within my heart?” he gushed sarcastically.

“Such a depressing tale,” I stuck my tongue out at him. “But it’s-alright, I know I am awesome, I mean without me there is only aweso, and that’s just not a complete word, now is it?” The doorbell rang and I got up. “Grr, someone disturbs my peace yet again.”

“Try not to trip,” Edward smirked as we started walking back down to the living room. I flipped him off to which he grabbed my hand to kiss it. I answered the door with flushing cheeks.

“Oh hey Jess,” I moved to the side to let her in. She walked in, eyeing me and Edward.

“Were you two…”

“No, don’t even start thinking like that.” I waved my hands around because for one it would be super embarrassing for me, then two because Edward can read minds and from the look on his face he is enjoying what Jessica was thinking. I stomped on his toe as Jessica sat on one of the couches. Edward glared at me softly. I shrugged my shoulders while sitting down in the recliner that Vincent just added to the room.

“So…” She began while looking at me sheepishly.

“Yeah,” I blinked. “What’s bothering you?”

“Mike keeps asking me to the dance.” She sighed, relaxing back into the couch. Edward sat on the other end of the couch, probably aware that this conversation would have absolutely nothing to do with him… Actually I am sure he was since in a way you can say that he has the gift of for site when it comes to what people are about to say.

“Then say yes, why are you making it complicated.” I rolled my eyes.

“Because… What if he’s a bad dancer?” she asked, completely serious.

“You have got to be joking.” I rubbed the bridge of my nose between my forefinger and my thumb, pinching ever so slightly. “It’s a dance; you can dance with other people. Hell you don’t even have to leave with Mike.”

“But… I don’t know I mean, should I really?”

“Yes, you should really. He likes you—you like him and don’t even lie.” I folded my arms as she looked away.

“Well, if he asks again I’ll say yes… I guess, I don’t know I’m still not all certain about it.” Jessica was chewing on her lip. “I don’t see why you don’t go.”

“Yeah Jewlz, why don’t we go?” Edward smirked from his spot on the couch.

“I completely forgot you were here,” Jessica turned and looked at him.

“I’m not surprised.” Edward smiled half-heartedly. “Come on Jewlz, it’ll be fun.”

“Yeah Jewlz, it’ll be a lot of fun, please~.” Jessica was practically gripping the arm of the chair as if it would run away.

“No it will not be fun it will be dreadfully boring and I don’t even have money for a dress.”

“I can buy you a dress.” I could see the evil in Edward’s eyes.

“I don’t look good in dresses.”

“You look good in everything.” Edward was smirking and I threw my hands up in the air. How frustrating, how many times I have to say I don’t want to go, and why was Edward pushing me so much to go. I’m sure he has been to a thousand dances.

“You guys are jerks.” I mumbled.

“So you’ll go?” Jessica was hopeful, I nodded my head and she jumped up and tackled me in a hug. I was squished between her and the recliner and either way I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move.

“Get off you ogre.” I seethed as I was trying with all my might to push this great ape off of me.

“I’ll take that as a term of endearment.” She giggled while letting me go. “Way to go Edward, I told you she would go for it. I told you so; I am her best friend after all.” She placed her hands on her hips triumphantly as her head was tilted up.

“What do you mean?” I narrowed my eyes.

“Well we came up with a way to get you to go to the dance, well Jessica came up with an idea, I just agreed to it.” Edward was smirking.

“You two are assholes,” I grabbed two pillows and slung them at Edward and Jessica. “Why do you even want to go it’ll be so boring? It’s a bunch of teenagers dancing to all of the hip songs, yippee.” I sat down Indian style on the recliner.

“Isn’t she cute when she pouts,” Jessica had bent down and was pinching my cheeks.

“I hope you fall in a hole and cannot get out.” I said the best I could while my face was being shaken back and forth.