"Brendan!" I yelled.
"Yeah?" he replied.
"Where are my clothes?"
"Oh! I washed them while you were in the shower."
"I was in there that long?" I asked.
"Uh...yeah." Brendan said uneasily.
"Just give 'em to me."
"Okay."
I squished open the door just so my hand could fit through.
I felt the clothes in my hand.
"Thanks." I muttered.
He didn't reply.
I slipped on my clothes and put on my sneakers and walked out of the bathroom, throwing the towel in what looked like a laundry basket in the other room.
"Where are you going?" Anthony asked.
"Home." I said as I walked towards the front door of the house.
"You're not going home!" Brendan burst in the room.
"Yes I am!" I yelled.
"You need to stay here and heal." Brendan said as he dragged me to black leather couch.
"HA! Told you you needed to stay!" Anthony laughed.
I frowned, "You never said that to me!"
"Anthony, you can leave." Brendan told him.
"Aaaaaaaawwwww!" Anthony whined.
"Go."
"Ugh! Why?" he sighed in frustration.
"Fine, but you have to sleep on the couch." Brendan gave in.
"Really?"
"No. Get out." Brendan opened the door for him.
I took my chance to interrupt the argument.
"How about we switch places Anthony? You stay here and I go home." I quickly tried to get through the doorway.
Brendan blocked my way.
"Fine, Anthony stay." he growled.
"Yes!" Anthony roared in victory.
I think he went upstairs, because it was quiet, just the silent back round music of M and M.
"Let me through." I sighed.
"No." Brendan told me.
I looked at him, just really looked at him.
Well, he had hair the color of black, which was sticking out in many places, skin a little tan, and his eyes were the color of silver, surrounded by a storm cloud gray... and he was muscley.
"MOVE!" I screamed, ready to throw a punch at his perfect face.
He caught my fist in his hand, and picked me up and took me up the stairs as I endlessly thrashed around in his iron grip hold.
"Let. Me. Go!" I yelled between punches and scratches.
Brendan set me down, and I realized his shirt was just a couple scraps of fabric on his beautiful chest, I looked away.
I looked around the room, it was cold and bleak, just two giant glass doors that opened up to a balcony over on the other side of the room, and if you looked up, on the ceiling was a broken pipe, water slowly leaking out of it.
"Where are we?" I asked.
"In your new room." Brendan told me.
"What? No!"
"I don't have any more available rooms."
"Downstairs is a couch."
"That couch is currently unavailable."
"What? How? And plus, this house is big enough to have more bedrooms."
"I do, but I'm sleeping on the couch."
"Why? You have a bedroom with a cozy bed, why don't you just sleep in there?" I asked.
"This is my room." he admitted sheepishly.
I looked at him like he just told me he was thinking about committing suicide.
"So, out of all the other bedrooms in this house, you choose to sleep in this room." I said.
"Yes, but not literally in this room. Follow me." Brendan started walking towards the balcony, opening the two doors.
I followed, walking outside in the slightly cold night as the smell of nature slammed into me.
"So you sleep outside?" I asked.
"Yeah, pretty much." Brendan said.
"Why?" I questioned.
"Because, look." he pointed his index finger towards something.
I looked at the scenery, I gasped.
Down at least thirty feet away from the balcony, was a forest and mountains far behind it. Between the mountains was the moon, full and looking beautiful as ever.
"That's beautiful." I whispered.
"It gets better." Brendan pulled something out his pocket that kind of looked like a flute or a whistle.
He blew into it.
The sound was magnificent! It was like a beautiful melody that would put you into a deep sleep.
Then howls filled the night as they went into chorus with the flute.
It sounded peaceful.
Brendan stopped blowing into the flute, the wolves' howls instantly dying.
"Why'd you stop?" I asked angrily.
"The wolves get tired howling eventually." he frowned, toying with the flute in his hands.
"Right..." I said.
"Was that wolf call?" I asked.
"You can say that..." he trailed off.
"Ready to go to sleep?" Brendan asked.
"Yeah, you can go get some blankets and a couple pillows if you're sleeping out here." I said.
He laughed out loud, the sound echoing through the forest.
I frowned.
"You don't need any blankets or pillows, you can just sleep on the balcony." nhe chuckled.
"Isn't it dirty...?"
"Nope, it's clean."
"Okay..." I said as I lay down on the cold balcony.
"It's a little cold, and uncomfortable." I told Brendan.
"You get used to it."
"Okay... night." I said as I closed my eyes, trying not to think about horrible back pains the next morning.
He didn't reply, he just walked inside as it started pouring rain.
Well, this is great.
Probably an hour passed, no sleep came.
For some reason, I felt my hair, expecting it to be soaking wet. It wasn't, it was perfectly dry.
Weird.
On top of that, instead of me lying down on a rock hard balcony, it felt like I was resting on a cloud.
I still couldn't sleep though.
I sighed.
Then wolves starting howling, I smiled.
It wasn't long before I was asleep with a weird pain in my wrist.
Chapter 6
I woke up on the balcony, feeling a little lightheaded. And a little weird, but whatever.
I felt my back, no back pains!
My stomach growled. Hungry.
I got up from the balcony and stumbled, falling over the railing backwards. I was three stories up from the ground. I was about to let out a scream when someone grabbed my ankle.
They pulled me back up.
So the next thing I know I'm sobbing into the muscley chest.
"Tissue?"
I looked up.
Brendan was sprawled out on the balcony with me on top of him.
Awkward.
"Uh...sure." I plucked the tissue out of his hand.
I blew my nose with an embarrassingly loud noise.
"Thanks." I muttered as I got up off of him.
I looked around, realizing it was still dark out.
"I haven't been asleep long," I said, "Have I?"
"Yes, you've been slept through the whole day." Brendan replied.
"Really?" I asked, surprised.
"Yep." he smiled warmly at me.
I pretended I didn't see it. "What time is it?" I asked.
"Four a.m." he frowned.
"Guess I'll get ready for school." I sighed.
"Don't like school?" Brendan asked.
"No not really." I told him.
I ended the conversation by walking down to the bathroom.
* * *
I dried my hair in the bathroom, wearing the clothes I had on the night before. Yeah I know, GROSS!
"Hey do you want me to-"
"What are you doing Brendan?" I shrieked.
"Um, ok ow." Brendan covered one of his ears with his hand.
"Why?" I asked.
"What, it's not like you were naked
." he said.
"What if I was?" I asked.
"Well, uh-"
"I would throw up." Anthony interrupted Brendan.
Brendan and I just looked at him.
"What? No hard feelings, you have the perfect figure, but I'm gay, so I would probably throw up." Anthony explained.
"Did you ever hear of the story when I saw Twilight Breaking Dawn, and I saw Bella giving birth to Renesmee?" I asked Anthony.
"I saw that movie too! Edward was so beautiful!" Anthony practically screeched.
"OOWW!" Brendan shouted.
I ignored him, "That was when I threw up. It was disgusting. But I loved the ending." I walked towards the kitchen, pushing past Anthony and Brendan. They followed.
"I'd like to void having an ear infections today." Brendan told us.
"Whatever." I grumbled, picking up an apple from Brendan's fruit basket and biting into it.
"How come it's always when I ask you for some food, you say no? Because Moon didn't even ask you, and you just ignored her." Anthony asked.
"Shut up." Brendan said.
"I'm ready to leave." I told them.
"For what?" Anthony asked.
"School." Brendan answered for me.
"Let's go." I said as I threw away the apple core in the trash.
* * *
Okay, so we ended up stopping by my house to get my things and so I can change clothes. (Thank god!)
I changed into some jeans, sneakers, and a sweatshirt.
Before I left my house, I made sure I had my Twilight Breaking Dawn part 1 soundtrack. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, that I must be totally obsessed with Twilight. Well I'm kind of not. I am a fan, but I'm not a psycho fan. I've read the books and saw almost all the movies, but I'm not a psycho. Well, I did have all the Twilight books in my Library, and have almost all the dvds, but it's for a good reason! Ok, I had almost all the soundtracks because they're one of the best parts of Twilight, the soundtracks are awesome!
I closed the door behind me and quickly walked towards Brendan's black four door jeep.
I jumped in the passenger side and slammed the door behind.
Brendan sped off towards the school.
"Mind if we listen to something?" I asked as I was already slipping the cd in the stereo system.
"I don't care." Brendan answered.
I pressed the play button.
The first song on the cd was 'Endtapes' by 'The Joy Formidable.'
Brendan raised his eyebrows.
"What?" I asked.
"Twilight?"
"Yeah..."
He just smirked.
* * *
I ended up going to first period that morning, not paying attention to anything around me as I took my seat in the classroom.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a pair of brown eyes watching me.
I quickly snapped in attention.
It was Drew, he was gloriously on the other side of the room far from my seat.
But I still couldn't stand to be in same room with him.
I glanced at him. He was sitting alone.
Hillary was sitting across the room from him, in fact, she was sitting in the desk in front of me. I saw Hillary look in her little make-up mirror, seeing in her reflection. Her mascara was smeared, which meant she has been recently crying. I looked away.
As the teacher ranted on, I could feel Drew's stare boring into me.
Almost twenty minutes past. I glanced at him. His jet black hair was sticking out in many places, which meant he didn't bother brushing it. And under his eyes were bruises that meant he hasn't been getting much sleep lately. I saw that his usually happy chocolate brown eyes were becoming black pools that had senses of sadness in them. Has his skin become more paler too?
Another ten minutes passed as the teacher handed out assignments that we could do for homework, or we could choose to work on them if there was any free time in class. The man handed out the worksheet on top of my desk, and went back to the from of the room to continue talking about something even though no one in the class was paying attention.
I drummed my fingers against the surface of the table while simultaneously tapping my foot. A couple classmates gave me dirty looks, but I ignored them.
When will this period be over?
I could feel him staring at me still!
Beads of sweat started to trickle down the nape of my neck. I quickly wiped them away with the sleeve of my sweatshirt. Another ten minutes passed. I sighed in defeat as I got up, grabbed my bag and started walking towards the classroom door.
Hillary stood in my way. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Get out of the way you whore!" I shoved her back in her seat as she just stared at me in disbelief as I walked out of the classroom. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Hillary look at the teacher for assistance, but he just shrugged his shoulders.
I could hear his footsteps quickly following me. I abruptly stopped in the middle of the hallway.
"What do you want?" I hissed.
"Look, Moon, I wanted to explain to you what happened-"
"You don't need to explain to me what happened. I saw what happened that day." I interrupted.
"If you would just let me explain-"
"You were flirting with her, and then later that night you decided to have sex with her!" I shrieked.
"I didn't-"
"And while you were having fun, I was puking my guts out in the stairwell!"
"I didn't know you were-"
"To actually think that you like me, I was wrong." I could the feel tears starting spill over, I quickly wiped them away with my sleeve.
"Would you please just listen to me, I-"
"Just leave me alone. I hate you. I hate you. If it wasn't for you, I would still be the little loser that Hillary made fun of every day, I wouldn't be sent rise of hades glares from almost all the girls in the school, and I wouldn't know that M and M candy rapper guy!" I shouted.
The tips of his mouth perked up, but dissapeared as soon as it came.
I just looked at him disbelievingly, and started to walk away.
Drew quickly caught my wrist and threw me in an embrace.
All I had to say was that it felt so good to kiss him it was disgusting. To get him off me, I used one of my immortal powers and heated my body up real hot.
He yelped and quickly retreated, clutching his one blistery hand.
I could now smell the scent of burning flesh. Ew.
I quickly scampered away towards the parking lot and pulled my phone out of my bag. Brendan was in the contacts. I didn't know how his number was on my phone but could care less.
A minute later he arrived in the parking lot, beckoning for me to come into his arms.
I did. I cried softly into his shoulder as he patted my back.
"You want me to take you home?" Brendan murmured.
I shook my head as I thought about him dropping me off home, alone.
"Want me to take you to my house? I'll make you some soup."
I nodded.
Chapter 7
1Three months passed. To avoid Drew who was, unfortunately, in all my classes. I went to the main office one day to get totally different classes that I made sure I wouldn't pass by him in the hallways to get to another class. One day I did pass by him though, he looked terrible! His hair was a mess, his skin so pale he looked like a ghost, he was getting thinner, and he had real sharp angles on his face. As for his eyes, they were no longer brown. They were black pools in his head. I quickly dodged him and went to my next class.
But what was weird is that Brendan was in all my classes. He had the exact same schedule as me. Someone pinch me. Well, as for me and Brendan, we were closer than ever before. When we had a project to do, or when the class had to go in groups, Brendan and I always partnered up. The rest of the girls didn't even try to partner up with him anymore because if they asked Brendan first, he would say he wanted to partner up with me. A couple of the girls in my
classes were even my friends. Mine and Brendan's desk were right next each other too.
By the end of that day, my friends Britney, Ellyn, and Alice asked me to see a movie with them.
"What movie?" I had asked.
Ellyn looked slightly embarrassed, and Alice ended up answering for her.
"The Muppets." she told me, rolling her eyes at Ellyn.
It took me a minute to decide.
"What time?"
So the four of us eventually were a group of BFFs. We went out to concerts like Paramore, that M and M candy guy, The Band Perry, and Taylor Swift. (I had no idea who Taylor Swift was, but she is an awesome country singer.-And so is the other lead singer girl of The Band Perry) We saw movies, and even went to each other's houses -except mine.
One day when we were at Britney's house, while we were watching Transformers 3 on dvd, she questioned me about always wearing sweatshirts.
"It's kind of personal." I responded, not wanting admit I had weird markings all over my arms.
"Oh come on! We're your friends, you can tell us anything." Alice told me.
"Well-"
"Guys, leave her alone." Ellyn hissed, her emerald green eyes behind her glasses turning dark.
"Uh, Ellyn?" I asked.
Her eyes immediately turned soft returning to their regular green color.
"Yeah?" she asked.
I chickened out.
"Your hair is getting in the popcorn." It was half a lie.
Ellyn looked down.
"Oh...sorry," she plucked a blond curl out of the popcorn, "I'll make another batch."
That was the end of that conversation.
As for me and Brendan, I think I was kind of living with him. I don't know. It wasn't like boyfriend/girlfriend moving in together. Basically after a ride to Brendan's house after school, he showed me to my new room, and it had all of my stuff in it. He made my bed for me, and even put all my clothes away in my walk-in-closet. And I had a shelf above my bed filled with M and M cds, my Paramore cds from home, The Band Perry, Taylor Swift, and my Twilight soundtracks. I also had a stereo by my flat screen tv.
"Where are my books?" I asked.
"All of your books are in the Library." Brendan told me.
"You stripped the whole bookcase in my room, and took all the books out of my Library?"
"I actually had to buy three extra large bookcases to fit all of them." he said sheepishly.
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