set me free, leave me be.
well, since this was such a big hit i decided to actually write it. for the moment i am pleased with the outcome, but give me an hour and i'm sure i'll be complaining.
in before gina writes fanfiction and posts it somewhere publically? wao.
title: nameless.
author: birds
rating: g.
summary: history has a strange way of repeating itself, no matter how minuscule or immense it may seem. takes place many years later. post eclipse, my version of how the series should have ended.
disclaimer: clearly i do not own any of the twilight characters, but i do take credit for the random characters i made up in the beginning half.
“So you’ll have to tell me all about Europe,” the girl next to me said, her hands waving wildly. “I’m sure it was beautiful. Have you ever been to France? I speak some French, you know. Voulez vous coucher avec mwah ce shwa. Pretty good, huh? I can see French boys lining up for me already.”
I laughed. I had to - it was my first day of school after moving from Europe to Alaska, and the girl next to me - I think her name was Ashley? - was the first girl to have come up to me. We had three classes together, so I was more then willing to become her friend. After all, being the new girl in a school of a little over three hundred was pretty much like a death sentence. I could already feel the eyes of all of my peers staring at me as I walked through the halls and headed towards the cafeteria, and in response I lowered my head, my face growing hot. “I don’t really speak French - I speak some Spanish, though. I mean, I took two years of it back at my old campus.”
“Really? That’s, like, so cool. I speak some Spanish too. Want to hear?”
“Sure, we can study together,” I said quickly as we entered the cafeteria. The room was small and full of round tables, a wall of windows lining one side. Outside it was snowing, the sky a dark grayish blue. This made me sigh - I wasn’t exactly a big fan of snow. Sure, snow on a snowday I was all for, but for days where we were still stuck in classes? Not so much.
Ashley was still talking as she led me to a table full of other people - she introduced them to me and I smiled at each one, putting my backpack down before wandering towards the food line to get a piece of pizza or a salad if the pizza looked too much like a failed science project.
“Hello, Earth to Jenny. So, what do you think of Dan?” Ashley suddenly said to me, and I turned towards her with wide eyes, nodding my head as if I had been listening to her the entire time. It apparently failed, because she suddenly frowned, her thin lips curving downwards into an unhappy arch. “… Were you listening to a thing I said?”
“Sorry,” I quickly apologized, running my fingers through my cropped blonde hair, “I was just kind of thinking if I want a piece of pizza or a salad.”
“Oh, Salad, definitely,” Ashley said with a nod, quickly starting up with whatever she was talking about as we stood in line. “Anyway, Dan. I have a huge crush on him - isn’t he hot? I think he’s going to ask me to the Snowflake Ball - I already have a dress picked out. It’s blue and has little jewels all over the front. Totally classy, and from New York City! My dad’s brother’s wife sent it to me. It’s a designer brand.”
“That’s cool,” I told her easily, grabbing at a container of salad just as Ashley had instructed. “I don’t really like dances.”
“No?” Ashley said, frowning. “Still, you should totally come. We’ll have so much fun and I can introduce you to my really hot neighbor. His name is John and I think you would totally love him.”
I nodded my head, not really wanting to talk about it anymore. Ashley was nice, but she talked a little too much.
When we got back to our seats, the table had filled up with a few more people - all of which Ashley introduced me to, and I tried my best to not seem like I was still embarrassed from all of the attention.
“So, Jenny, what was it like to live in Europe? I bet it’s a pretty big change - I mean, moving to this shithole.” The boy named Josh said with a grin, the girl next to him elbowing him in the arm. He turned to her in response. “What, it’s true. This place is so boring. It sucks.”
“I like it,” I replied honestly, shrugging my shoulders. “It’s quiet. I like quiet.”
“Too quiet,” another girl named Michelle quipped, “I would kill to live in a big city. You know, take a taxi downtown or go shopping near a beach. I’ve never even been to the beach, or seen sand. Is that sad? Because it saddens me.” At that, we all laughed, agreeing that it was something to be pretty upset over.
I shoved my fork into my salad once the conversation took a turn towards someone else and looked around, watching all of my peers with a slight interest. It looked as if people had stopped staring at me, so that was always a plus -
And that was when I saw them.
It was hard not to stare. Painfully hard - I had to pinch myself to make myself turn away. Sadly, I was peeking at them through my bangs a few seconds later, mesmerized.
They were the most beautiful group of people I had ever seen.
They were all sitting together, at a round table in the farthest corner of the room, next to one of the large windows. There were five of them all together - three boys, two girls -, looking as if they had jumped off of the pages of Vogue seconds before. The first boy was tall and bulky, with short curly hair. He was laughing about something, his head tossed back and his eyes shut, and his arm was around a perfect blonde who was glaring daggers up at him and elbowing him in the chest. Next to the blonde was an empty seat, followed by a lanky boy with unruly copper hair and a dazzling smile. He was looking at something I couldn’t see - or rather, didn’t want to see because if I looked then I wouldn’t be able to stare at the perfect group in the corner - and stood up, suddenly vanishing from my view. Next to the boy who had left sat a small black haired girl who was smiling at a boy who sat next to her, her hand clasped in his as he smiled down at her, saying something before laughing. The group laughed amongst themselves some more, and all at once I wished I could go and be apart of whatever joke it was they were discussing.
“Who are they?” I asked, breathless. They all looked so perfect, and so … impossibly happy. I was jealous.
Ashley turned and looked at who I was staring at and sighed before smiling. “Oh. The big bulky guy? That’s Emmett Cullen. His sister is Alice, the small black haired girl. The boy who just left with the ungodly gorgeous face is Edward - he’s their brother too. The two blondes are Rosalie and Jasper Hale - they’re siblings, obviously. … Hm, where’s-”
But I wasn’t listening at that point.
Edward came back to the table holding a tray full of food, and he placed it down on the middle of the table for the entire group. He then reached out his arm …
And my eyes widened at the girl who took his hand.
She was small, but average height. Her hair was a dark brown, and even in the florescent lighting I could see a slight tint of red. Her skin was pale like the rest of them, but there was just something so different from her that I couldn’t place it. She was chewing on her bottom lip, looking thoroughly embarrassed about something I didn’t know about, and moved around him to sit down, releasing his hand for a moment before once again entwining her fingers with his own. I watched as Emmett looked at her and said something that caused the rest of the table to laugh, and the girl frowned for a moment before grinning, her lips moving wildly as she said something back. Whatever she said had Emmett suddenly pouting, while the rest of the table laughed wildly.
“Who is … she?” I asked, feeling lightheaded. I couldn’t handle the amount of beautiful anymore, and I forced myself to look away.
“Oh, there she is. That’s Bella Masen. They all together make up the Cullen clan. They were all adopted by Carlisle and Esme Cullen - isn’t that sweet? But get this, they’re all together…”
I leaned back against Edward’s arm as he wrapped it around me, and I knew that if I were still human, my stomach would ache from laughing so much. Sighing, I couldn’t wipe the grin off of my face, even as Alice and Rosalie started talking about the upcoming Snowflake Ball, and what they should wear (and what I should wear, though that was mostly on Alice’s end). It was times like these that I just wanted to sit back and close my eyes and revel in the warmth that my family let off.
From my side I heard Edward chuckle, and I turned my head to look up at him, quirking an eyebrow. “What’s so funny?”
Edward shook his head, turning to look at me with that half smile that I still melted over, even in my ageless state. “Just a little déjà vu.” His eyes flicked back towards another table for a moment, and I followed his gaze. A girl with cropped blonde hair and large blue eyes was staring at me, and when she realized I was looking back, she turned her suddenly bright red face away.
“Yeah?” I asked, looking up at Edward as he smiled at whatever it was he was hearing in that head of his. “Care to share? We can’t all read minds like a certain someone.”
“Hmm,” his head turned in my direction again and brushed my hair away from my eyes. “I’m just reminded of a certain girl’s first day of school back in a rainy little town, and how she couldn’t stop looking at a certain someone …”
“Who’s staring at you?” I asked, looking around the overly filled room. Everywhere I looked, the humans around me were enjoying their time together, laughing … smiling..
“Not me,” he whispered, and he nudged my head with his chin. “You.”
If I could still blush, I would have. Instantly my eyes were drawn to the blonde girl who had been staring previously. She wasn’t looking anymore, but …
“Oh,” I said lamely, frowning. “That’s not very interesting. If you remember correctly, I was staring at you, no one else.”
Edward grinned and pressed a kiss to my temple, and I couldn’t help but smile. “History has a strange way of repeating itself, Bella. No matter how miniscule or immense it may seem.”
I thought about that, leaning back against Edward’s arm again.
And suddenly I was grinning again, the warmth of my family enveloping me once more.
Laughing. We were all laughing; almost too loudly. For a moment I was afraid that everyone was staring at us - but the fear soon passed. I didn’t care. Why should happiness be muted, or toned down? If there was anything I learned over the years, it was that no matter what, if you wanted to laugh, laugh. If you wanted to cry - not that I could anymore - cry. Don’t hold back just because you’re afraid of what others might think or say about you.
Just be.
And that was exactly what I was doing.
in before gina writes fanfiction and posts it somewhere publically? wao.
title: nameless.
author: birds
rating: g.
summary: history has a strange way of repeating itself, no matter how minuscule or immense it may seem. takes place many years later. post eclipse, my version of how the series should have ended.
disclaimer: clearly i do not own any of the twilight characters, but i do take credit for the random characters i made up in the beginning half.
“So you’ll have to tell me all about Europe,” the girl next to me said, her hands waving wildly. “I’m sure it was beautiful. Have you ever been to France? I speak some French, you know. Voulez vous coucher avec mwah ce shwa. Pretty good, huh? I can see French boys lining up for me already.”
I laughed. I had to - it was my first day of school after moving from Europe to Alaska, and the girl next to me - I think her name was Ashley? - was the first girl to have come up to me. We had three classes together, so I was more then willing to become her friend. After all, being the new girl in a school of a little over three hundred was pretty much like a death sentence. I could already feel the eyes of all of my peers staring at me as I walked through the halls and headed towards the cafeteria, and in response I lowered my head, my face growing hot. “I don’t really speak French - I speak some Spanish, though. I mean, I took two years of it back at my old campus.”
“Really? That’s, like, so cool. I speak some Spanish too. Want to hear?”
“Sure, we can study together,” I said quickly as we entered the cafeteria. The room was small and full of round tables, a wall of windows lining one side. Outside it was snowing, the sky a dark grayish blue. This made me sigh - I wasn’t exactly a big fan of snow. Sure, snow on a snowday I was all for, but for days where we were still stuck in classes? Not so much.
Ashley was still talking as she led me to a table full of other people - she introduced them to me and I smiled at each one, putting my backpack down before wandering towards the food line to get a piece of pizza or a salad if the pizza looked too much like a failed science project.
“Hello, Earth to Jenny. So, what do you think of Dan?” Ashley suddenly said to me, and I turned towards her with wide eyes, nodding my head as if I had been listening to her the entire time. It apparently failed, because she suddenly frowned, her thin lips curving downwards into an unhappy arch. “… Were you listening to a thing I said?”
“Sorry,” I quickly apologized, running my fingers through my cropped blonde hair, “I was just kind of thinking if I want a piece of pizza or a salad.”
“Oh, Salad, definitely,” Ashley said with a nod, quickly starting up with whatever she was talking about as we stood in line. “Anyway, Dan. I have a huge crush on him - isn’t he hot? I think he’s going to ask me to the Snowflake Ball - I already have a dress picked out. It’s blue and has little jewels all over the front. Totally classy, and from New York City! My dad’s brother’s wife sent it to me. It’s a designer brand.”
“That’s cool,” I told her easily, grabbing at a container of salad just as Ashley had instructed. “I don’t really like dances.”
“No?” Ashley said, frowning. “Still, you should totally come. We’ll have so much fun and I can introduce you to my really hot neighbor. His name is John and I think you would totally love him.”
I nodded my head, not really wanting to talk about it anymore. Ashley was nice, but she talked a little too much.
When we got back to our seats, the table had filled up with a few more people - all of which Ashley introduced me to, and I tried my best to not seem like I was still embarrassed from all of the attention.
“So, Jenny, what was it like to live in Europe? I bet it’s a pretty big change - I mean, moving to this shithole.” The boy named Josh said with a grin, the girl next to him elbowing him in the arm. He turned to her in response. “What, it’s true. This place is so boring. It sucks.”
“I like it,” I replied honestly, shrugging my shoulders. “It’s quiet. I like quiet.”
“Too quiet,” another girl named Michelle quipped, “I would kill to live in a big city. You know, take a taxi downtown or go shopping near a beach. I’ve never even been to the beach, or seen sand. Is that sad? Because it saddens me.” At that, we all laughed, agreeing that it was something to be pretty upset over.
I shoved my fork into my salad once the conversation took a turn towards someone else and looked around, watching all of my peers with a slight interest. It looked as if people had stopped staring at me, so that was always a plus -
And that was when I saw them.
It was hard not to stare. Painfully hard - I had to pinch myself to make myself turn away. Sadly, I was peeking at them through my bangs a few seconds later, mesmerized.
They were the most beautiful group of people I had ever seen.
They were all sitting together, at a round table in the farthest corner of the room, next to one of the large windows. There were five of them all together - three boys, two girls -, looking as if they had jumped off of the pages of Vogue seconds before. The first boy was tall and bulky, with short curly hair. He was laughing about something, his head tossed back and his eyes shut, and his arm was around a perfect blonde who was glaring daggers up at him and elbowing him in the chest. Next to the blonde was an empty seat, followed by a lanky boy with unruly copper hair and a dazzling smile. He was looking at something I couldn’t see - or rather, didn’t want to see because if I looked then I wouldn’t be able to stare at the perfect group in the corner - and stood up, suddenly vanishing from my view. Next to the boy who had left sat a small black haired girl who was smiling at a boy who sat next to her, her hand clasped in his as he smiled down at her, saying something before laughing. The group laughed amongst themselves some more, and all at once I wished I could go and be apart of whatever joke it was they were discussing.
“Who are they?” I asked, breathless. They all looked so perfect, and so … impossibly happy. I was jealous.
Ashley turned and looked at who I was staring at and sighed before smiling. “Oh. The big bulky guy? That’s Emmett Cullen. His sister is Alice, the small black haired girl. The boy who just left with the ungodly gorgeous face is Edward - he’s their brother too. The two blondes are Rosalie and Jasper Hale - they’re siblings, obviously. … Hm, where’s-”
But I wasn’t listening at that point.
Edward came back to the table holding a tray full of food, and he placed it down on the middle of the table for the entire group. He then reached out his arm …
And my eyes widened at the girl who took his hand.
She was small, but average height. Her hair was a dark brown, and even in the florescent lighting I could see a slight tint of red. Her skin was pale like the rest of them, but there was just something so different from her that I couldn’t place it. She was chewing on her bottom lip, looking thoroughly embarrassed about something I didn’t know about, and moved around him to sit down, releasing his hand for a moment before once again entwining her fingers with his own. I watched as Emmett looked at her and said something that caused the rest of the table to laugh, and the girl frowned for a moment before grinning, her lips moving wildly as she said something back. Whatever she said had Emmett suddenly pouting, while the rest of the table laughed wildly.
“Who is … she?” I asked, feeling lightheaded. I couldn’t handle the amount of beautiful anymore, and I forced myself to look away.
“Oh, there she is. That’s Bella Masen. They all together make up the Cullen clan. They were all adopted by Carlisle and Esme Cullen - isn’t that sweet? But get this, they’re all together…”
I leaned back against Edward’s arm as he wrapped it around me, and I knew that if I were still human, my stomach would ache from laughing so much. Sighing, I couldn’t wipe the grin off of my face, even as Alice and Rosalie started talking about the upcoming Snowflake Ball, and what they should wear (and what I should wear, though that was mostly on Alice’s end). It was times like these that I just wanted to sit back and close my eyes and revel in the warmth that my family let off.
From my side I heard Edward chuckle, and I turned my head to look up at him, quirking an eyebrow. “What’s so funny?”
Edward shook his head, turning to look at me with that half smile that I still melted over, even in my ageless state. “Just a little déjà vu.” His eyes flicked back towards another table for a moment, and I followed his gaze. A girl with cropped blonde hair and large blue eyes was staring at me, and when she realized I was looking back, she turned her suddenly bright red face away.
“Yeah?” I asked, looking up at Edward as he smiled at whatever it was he was hearing in that head of his. “Care to share? We can’t all read minds like a certain someone.”
“Hmm,” his head turned in my direction again and brushed my hair away from my eyes. “I’m just reminded of a certain girl’s first day of school back in a rainy little town, and how she couldn’t stop looking at a certain someone …”
“Who’s staring at you?” I asked, looking around the overly filled room. Everywhere I looked, the humans around me were enjoying their time together, laughing … smiling..
“Not me,” he whispered, and he nudged my head with his chin. “You.”
If I could still blush, I would have. Instantly my eyes were drawn to the blonde girl who had been staring previously. She wasn’t looking anymore, but …
“Oh,” I said lamely, frowning. “That’s not very interesting. If you remember correctly, I was staring at you, no one else.”
Edward grinned and pressed a kiss to my temple, and I couldn’t help but smile. “History has a strange way of repeating itself, Bella. No matter how miniscule or immense it may seem.”
I thought about that, leaning back against Edward’s arm again.
And suddenly I was grinning again, the warmth of my family enveloping me once more.
Laughing. We were all laughing; almost too loudly. For a moment I was afraid that everyone was staring at us - but the fear soon passed. I didn’t care. Why should happiness be muted, or toned down? If there was anything I learned over the years, it was that no matter what, if you wanted to laugh, laugh. If you wanted to cry - not that I could anymore - cry. Don’t hold back just because you’re afraid of what others might think or say about you.
Just be.
And that was exactly what I was doing.