The rest of the week dragged on as I waited for Anna to show up, she decided to come on Saturday, rather than Friday, it was Thursday, and I was going out to her new place which was just three miles outside of the town border, Anna in all her infinite wisdom, decided I would be the judge on how her house had been decorated since she lived in a cave she didn't exactly have the essential furnishings for a house. She made up some story about wanting new furniture and giving all her old ones up to charity.
And in true Anna fashion, she didn't even consider taking time out of her reading or swimming sessions to work with Mrs. Cullen and thought it perfectly acceptable that I will be the judge as to whether or not the place was decorated nicely.
Privately I knew that Mrs. Cullen could have sculpted the furniture out of sand and Anna wouldn't care as long as her pool was big and there were plenty of bookshelves like she asked.
I pulled into the drive of the house and nodded approvingly at the distance from the humans, the drive was long enough that no one could see the house from the road, and it was far enough from town that no one could just pop over to snoop. I parked in front of the garage, next to a large jeep that I assumed belonged to Mrs. Cullen.
I got out and locked my truck, just as I was admiring the house Mrs. Cullen came from around the back, followed by all five of her children. I raised my eyebrows, was it normal for her to bring her children to work when she could?
I held out my hand to her. "Hi, Mrs. Cullen, I'm Bella Swan, Anna's friend. I believe she told you I was coming to look over the house?" I said questioningly. The outside of the house looked perfect for Anna, it was large, but only two stories high. There were wide windows around the house that thankfully had heavy curtains that would block people from looking in when necessary. The house itself was white stone, that sat on a cement foundation that looked to be about two feet high.
The front steps were made out of a light birch wood and led two a large front porch with an overhang. I mentally nodded as I noticed that the drive was made of paved stones that were all different shapes and sizes, rather than gravel, Anna hated gravel, she said it got stuck between her toes and she never knew how to get it out.
"Yes, she also said you were bringing two more bookcases?" Mrs. Cullen asked, eying the tarp on the bed of my truck, I felt like slapping myself, I had completely forgotten that I had brought the cases. I had made them myself out of water and dyed them with pink and blue food colorings, making a gradient effect. To make them a bit more ornate I had made the feet of the cases into seahorses and had shells of all types framing the front. I had finished it off with seaweed designs crawling up the shelves inside the bookcases.
I nodded and took the tarp off. I bit my lip as I looked at the cases, I had levitated them into the truck at 3 am and covered them with the tarp so no one would notice them, obviously, I couldn't levitate the cases now, and they were too heavy for me to lift. I looked over at Mrs. Cullen sheepishly.
"Um, I just remembered that I had my dad and a neighbor help me load them into the truck this morning, would your kids mind helping me a bit?" I asked. She smiled as the boys snickered. "Of course dear, oh, and call me Esme said. The boys and Rosalie came to unload the bookcases. Esme marveled at them. "Those are gorgeous! Where did you buy them?" she asked.
I blushed happily, a mermaid always loved to have her work complimented. "I made them," I said happily. She blinked as she looked at me in wonder. "You made them?" She asked in astonishment as we followed the others into the house. I nodded. "Yeah, I like making things," I said. She blinked again, "What are they made out of?" she inquired. "Resin," I said immediately, that was my go-to answer whenever anyone saw the things I made.
I happily spent the next half an hour touring through the house, after telling the Cullen kids to put the bookshelves in the pool room. They looked at me a bit odd but I insisted, and in the end, they just shrugged and did as I said. I only observed the pool room from outside the clear glass doors. Esme invited me to look closer inside but I declined, stating I had Aquaphobia. Emmett had laughed at that until his girlfriend slapped him upside the head.
I had thought I was being safe, but everything went downhill when we got to the kitchen. Emmett got a glint in his eye that put me on guard. "Oh, Bella!" he called I turned towards him, and realized with horror that he had the sprayer from the sink in his grip, pointed directly at me, before anyone could move he pressed the trigger and doused me in water,
Fear coursed through my veins as I raced to the nearest bathroom down the hall, I barely made it and thankfully closed the door before anyone saw. I heard muffled voices berating Emmett as I tried to think of a way out of this situation, of course, I could just dry myself, but how would I explain my clothes being dry, when Emmett obviously soaked me. I looked at the sink as an idea began to form.
Just then there was a knock on the door, "Bella I'm-" I panicked as I heard the door turn. "Don't come in!" I yelled. The voice belonged to Alice Cullen. She ignored me and continued to open the door, quickly I used my tail to force the door closed. I was thankful I caught the door before it could open passed a crack, it certainly wasn't open enough for anyone to see my tail, I thanked the gods that I close to wear my orange sweater, any colors she may have caught could easily be explained away.
"Ok, I'm really sorry about my brother, he feels awful about scaring you so much, he didn't think a bit of water would frighten you like that. My sister Rosalie went to go get you something dry you can put on, we always keep an extra outfit or two in the car. Can I come in, I have a bag you can put your clothes in." she said kindly. I sucked in a breath to calm myself down. "No, could you do me a favor and go out to my truck, in the passenger's seat there are a pair of gloves, can you bring them to me?" I asked.
"Sure," she said, I waited until I heard her walk away than sprang into action, I quickly used my powers to dry myself, hissing slightly as I accidentally burned my skin slightly in my haste, it wasn't serious, and the burn would heal in an hour or so anyway.
Jumping up from the floor I quickly put the dry clothes in the sink and slightly turned on the water, glancing back at the door I pulled a decent sized water ball from the pipes and let it soak the clothes a bit before putting the rest on the floor. I was dripping after all. I then opened up the small window to let out the steam. After a moment of thought, I also put my underwear and bra with the clothes in the sink, taking care not to touch the wet clothing.
Not a minute later there was another knock on the door. "Bella? It's Rosalie, I got you something dry and the gloves you wanted," she said. I hid my body behind the door as I opened it and stuck my arm out awkwardly. "Thank you," I said as she handed me the clothing.
Half an hour later I was dressed and ready to exit the bathroom. I peeked out from behind the door just in case that oaf got any ideas about soaking me again. I had put on my gloves just in case I touched a surface that had gotten wet in the whole ordeal.
Not seeing anyone I sighed in relief and walked into the living room where they all had gathered, Esme looked apologetic as Emmett looked at me sheepishly, the others glared angrily at him. "Bella, I am so sorry about my son, sometimes he just doesn't think before he acts, he didn't think Aquaphobia was a real fear. Trust me, he is going to be in serious trouble when his father gets home!" she assured.
I smiled politely. "It's fine, no lasting harm was done, well, no serious harm anyway, I doubt I'll ever go near your son with water in the vicinity again," I said, only half-joking, Edward for some reason looked murderously at his brother before coming to stand beside me. He comfortingly placed his arm across my shoulder and I blushed at his closeness. Though I mentally berated myself, over the last few days I had fought viciously with my own desires to keep a clear head around Edward.
His always wanting to be around me didn't help matters in the least. "I'll always protect you from any water." He said kindly. I just about melted. "That's a very daunting task," I said seriously, or as seriously as I could manage while making eyes at him. He smiled brilliantly at me. "You're worth it." He breathed, I felt like swooning, my gods, he was going to be the death of me.
Snow. my evil enemy. I hated snow, it was harder to avoid because it stuck to your clothing and no one ever bothered to try and wipe it off or avoid it like rain. I had tried to get out of going to school but Charlie wasn't having it. I huffed in frustration as I parked the truck and carefully got out, thankfully the white evil had stopped falling from the sky for now, but I kept my umbrella ready just in case.
As I was walking the length of my truck my eyes caught sight of something glinting off my tires, on closer inspection I noticed the chains that explained away the ease I had had on the road. I was caught off guard by the concern Charlie had shown me.
Renee never did, in fact, when I fell into the ocean that fateful summer, she hadn't even noticed. I learned later that it was Phil who saw my single slipper near the edge of the water and alerted the lifeguards. By that time I had been missing for half an hour and the current had dragged me out to the nearest Island. It was Anna who found me the next morning in the undersea cave where I transformed.
She had been swimming and eavesdropping on the coastguards when she had overheard them looking for a 15-year-old girl who was likely dragged out to sea, she checked the cave on a hunch, knowing the night before had been a full moon. I was grateful that she did find me and explain everything. She then showed me how to get to the beach, that's where they found me.
As a plus, it served as a great excuse for my 'newly developed' Aquaphobia, or at least that's what the therapist thought. I was shaken out of my musings by a high-pitched screech, and it was fast becoming painfully loud. I looked up, startled.
I saw several things simultaneously. Nothing was moving in slow motion, the way it does in the movies. Instead, the adrenaline rush seemed to make my brain work much faster, and I was able to absorb in clear detail several things at once.
Edward Cullen was standing four cars down from me, staring at me in horror. His face stood out from a sea of faces, all frozen in the same mask of shock. Five cars down from him was Anna, looking more panicked than everyone else. But of more immediate importance was the dark blue van that was skidding, tires locked and squealing against the brakes, spinning wildly across the ice of the parking lot.
It was going to hit the back corner of my truck, and I was standing between them. I didn't even have time to close my eyes. Just before I heard the shattering crunch of the van folding around the truck bed, something hit me, hard, but not from the direction I was expecting.
My head cracked against the icy blacktop, and I felt something solid and cold pinning me to the ground. I was lying on the pavement behind the tan car I'd parked next to. But I didn't have a chance to notice anything else, because the van was still coming. It had curled gratingly around the end of the truck and, still spinning and sliding, was about to collide with me again.
A low oath made me aware that someone was with me, and the voice was impossible not to recognize. Two long, white hands shot out protectively in front of me, and the van shuddered to a stop a foot from my face, the large hands fitting providentially into a deep dent in the side of the van's body.
Then his hands moved so fast they blurred. One was suddenly gripping under the body of the van, and something was dragging me, swinging my legs around like a ragdoll's, till they hit the tire of the tan car. A groaning metallic thud hurt my ears, and the van settled, glass popping, onto the asphalt — exactly where, a second ago, my legs had been.
It was absolutely silent for one long second before the screaming began. In the abrupt bedlam, I could hear more than one person shouting my name. But more clearly than all the yelling, I could hear Edward Cullen's low, frantic voice in my ear.
"Bella? Are you all right?" I opened my mouth to respond when I felt it. My eyes widened in panic as I realized snow had been melting on my scalp. Quick as a whip, I reached my hand out towards the front of the van and overheated the engine as a distraction.
Thankfully a fire lit immediately which took the crowd's attention as they jumped back in shock. And not a moment later I felt myself transform. I heard Edwards' indrawn breath as he gazed at my tail. "Help me, please, if you can move, block the view of my tail!" I said hurriedly. Thankfully he listened and crouched where there was a gap big enough for someone to look through.
Knowing the fire wouldn't distract everyone forever I quickly dried myself and the ground surrounding my body. I sighed in relief as my legs returned, and not a moment too soon as two teachers set the fire extinguisher's on the flaming engine. I quickly grabbed Edward's hand. Causing him to look up at me.
"Please, don't tell anyone," I begged, pleading with my eyes. He nodded.
Finally! The second chapter is out! And to answer a question I'm sure you all have, No Alice cannot see Bella at all in her mermaid form, as a human Bella is blurry in Alice's visions. Alice just thinks that Bella fades in and out at random times for one reason or another. Yes, Bella has all the powers that are shown in H2O, she might develop invisibility as they have in mako mermaids, I haven't decided yet. also, do you guys want a Cullen POV? Let me know. Blessed be!