The white van opened its side doors, I felt my body being sucked into it like a vortex. Tried all I could to run away but my body was slowly dragged into it. I could hear the cold chilling laughter of a man and see his eyes with a glimmer of yellow in them in the darkness of the van.
I woke up grasping for air, my mouth as dry as a dessert. My nightlight next to was still on and I focused my attention on as I've practiced.
"I'm safe, I'm home now." I repeated in soft whispers. Once my breathing settled I walked downstairs for a cup of water.
Charlie my father, was awake preparing breakfast. He was startled when he saw me stumble down the stairs.
"Your up early, I got breakfast ready. Um tell Bella I got her a truck."
"Huh?"
He chuckled at my reaction "Relax it's nothing to envy." He stopped talking for a moment trying to process a way to reiterate what he would say. "I didn't get you a vehicle due to your condition." He let out a large sigh.
"What I meant was, I don't want anything to happen to you. I rather have Bella take you everywhere under supervision."
I nodded understanding his meaning, then he took out a small device from his pocket.
"Here it's a Gameboy, I thought it could help with the twitching. For when it occurs you could, you know play it? A distraction of sorts."
Even though I knew Charlie wasn't one for emotional moments I darted to the kitchen and hugged him.
"Thanks dad it's a good gift even it's a bit old."
He chuckled, "Bella's car is older."
I broke free from the hug and smiled at him, I could feel the dimples on my face forming. Charlie's cheeks blushed and he quickly moved to the doorway to leave.
"Remember to take your medicine and wake Bella up in case she sleeps in. I'll check with the station to make sure nothing is awry in the area."
I nodded and he left for work. I won't lie, I enjoy Forks mainly because of my dad. Knowing he was chief of police made me feel safe here. Even if the climate leaves much to be desired.
Charlie left eggs and bacon for breakfast. I ate first gulping down a cup of water before hand. Then brought water upstairs to my room to take my antidepressants, my mother says it's better to take medicine on a full stomach.
Then I showered and got ready for school. Just a pair of dark blue jeans and a grey t-shirt.
By the time I got to kitchen again Bella was halfway done with breakfast. "Good morning Bella, dad got you a truck."
"Huh?"
I grinned seeing the same reaction I had at first, we really are twins despite her clumsiness.
"The keys should be at the entrance, hurry up I want to know what classes I have."
"Why so angsty Peter?"
"The sooner we get introductions done at school the less time I'll have to think about them. You know how meeting new people gets me."
She smiled reassuring me,"don't worry, we're both in the same boat. Remember to find for lunch."
"Yes I know, together in misery till death do us apart. " I chuckled.
She finished breakfast and went upstairs to brush her teeth. Then we went outside to be met with an old timer, 1953 Chevrolet pickup truck.
"Wow it's red"
"Yup"
We stood there as if we saw a dinosaur, "you think Charlie is older?."
"Dad? No but he could have taken mom to prom in this. Although it's fine as long as it works, hopefully it's an old but reliable car."
We got in, Bella at the driver's seat. With a loud hour the truck came to life. "Damn! It's alive and well it seems."
She backed out the driveway and drove us to school. Surprisingly not as fast as it sounds, no wonder Dad got it for Bella.
When we entered the parking lot we both sighed after realizing the attention the truck gained. Getting out of the truck we moved to head office, we could hear whispers from the students about us.
"Hello we're the new transfer students and hear to pick up our schedules."
"One moment please, ah yes Isabella Marie Swan and Peter Swan I presume?"
"Just Bella thank you."
We exited the office looking over our classes and the map the sectary gave us.
English.
Chemistry.
Mathematics.
Physical education.
Social studies.
History.
Art.
"I feel I'll have to correct people on my name." Sighed Bella,"Do we have any classes together Peter?"
"Only English, better one then none. Come on let's go, we have to get this paper signed by our teachers. Hopefully we don't have to stand and introduce ourselves to the class. "
We headed to class and thankfully we the teacher did it for us. Although we sat apart it was Bella being interrogated by a guy named Mike.
English class finished and we continued to our next classes. They went by like a blur, Physical education or gym class was the only fun one.
Despite there being whispers about me, no came up to strike a conversation with me. When lunch time came, I followed the crowd to the cafeteria. Thankfully I felt grip my left hand and whisper "it's twitching, it's okay I'm here. Let's form the line for food I have couple of people we can eat with."
After picking what looked like the most pleasing food we sat at the table of new friends Bella made.
Mike was there and extended his hand,"hey I'm Mike you must be Peter."
I shared it "yes it is, a pleasure to meet you." And smiled which made him blush as well.
"Careful with that smile Peter, it makes you go from looking like lost puppy to Brad Pitt."
"Well hello there, names Jessica, do we have any classes together?" Said the woman next to Mike.
"Relax Jessica, can't you see the poor boy has standards." Laughed a boy who introduced himself as Taylor which gained a chuckle from Mike.
As Jessica, Mike and Taylor argued the rest introduced themselves. Angela and Eric were normal in their introductions even striking up a conversation to get to know my interests.
I looked at Bella who was quiet and saw staring at group of people at a table. "The Cullens" spat out Jessica.
Which gained Bella's attention, "who are they?"
"They are Carlisle Cullen and Esme Cullen adopted children. The big buff one is Emmentt Cullen, despite being loud he's in a relationship with Rosalie Hale. She's an egotistical woman who thinks she's better then the rest, disgusting how their basically dating brother to sister. That leads me to Jasper Hale, the one who looks like he's in constant pain, his partner is one of the twins Edythe Cullen. Try talking to her and you'll have her stare daggers at you. The odd one out is Alice Cullen the freak."
"Why talk about them like that if they haven't done anything?" Said Bella.
Mike chimed in "most people get rejected by them without a care." Rolling his eyes at her.
Then Bella point her head at a man who just entered the cafeteria. Tall, pale, skinny with toned muscles, bronze hair just like his sister. Handsome but he looked tired and exhausted moving as if the weight of his body weighed a tone.
"That's Edward Cullen, he is probably the most anti social of them but he has broken as heart or two." Mumbled Jessica at the end.
We watched as he sat with family, then my eyes met with Alice. A discomfortable and eerie feeling crept over me as if I knew her from somewhere. My heart raced and I looked at my left hand. It was twitching and tried to control. I know my therapist told me not to pay heed to it but I still felt it warned me of danger.
I stopped looking and closed my eyes thinking about the exercises my therapist thought. Remembering Charlie's gift I took it out from my bag and began to play. I manged to focus all my thoughts on the device that it took Bella grip on my shoulder to wake me.
"Come on its time to go to class." She said why glancing towards the Cullens.
We left the cafeteria and made sure not to spare one glance at them after gaining control over my hand.
The rest of the classes went by like a blur until I got to art class.
"I'm glad to have you in my class Peter, now it's even and poor Alice will have a partner."
I flinched at her name, she pointed to my seat next to Alice. I walked to the back of the class at the far right corner staring at the ground and sat down.
"Today's period is for discussion on your final project of the year, please once you have come up with idea share it with me for approval."
Fuck me man why does it have to be a group project. I'm not good at working with people, I just feel my ideas aren't up to par with them or I'm the weak link pulling them down.
A soft gentle voice with a whimsical tone spoke, "Hello partner, let me introduce myself first. I'm Alice, Alice Cullen I'm eager to work with you." And made her reached out appear in my lowered gaze.
I shocked it not looking up at her, I didn't want my hand to act out again. If it did I, didn't want to explain it to her and feel like a creep or worse, an ass hole. Even though not looking her in the eye as we shook hands cemented me as a creep. "Names Peter, nice meeting you Alice."
"Well now that's out of the way shall we come with an idea for a project. It's first time I'm clueless as to what to do. You first."
"Ahhhh, I'm out of ideas, art isn't my forte. Can't we just paint our favorite part of Forks?"
Her voice grow a bit louder in humorous tone, "oh no no no Peter, you will not take this opportunity from Peter. We're going to do something great together whether you like it or not. Something I've never done before."
"So no painting?" I asked, hesitating as to what ideas were coursing through that spontaneous head of hers.
She let out a small laugh, it was pleasing to the ears. "No painting Peter."
We spent the rest of the class with her coming up with ideas starting from marble, to her scraping that as being predictable to pottery which she declined due to me voicing out my lack of skill in it from Phoenix.
Finally class ended and we came up with a couple ideas to which she still disliked.
"Are you sure we can't do fashion Peter?"
"I'm not going in a dress Alice."
"That was just a joke Peter, I'll make you suit I promise. Do it for me."
For some reason her request caused a twisted sensation to appear in my stomach. Like a knot, only coming undone if I accepted. "Fine Alice but nothing too eye fetching and I don't even think the teacher would agree to it."
"Watch me." She said as I heard her hop of her chair and skip to the teachers desk. It was too far for me to her and I didn't want to look, risking my hand to have an outburst again.
I heard her walk back this time, the tips of my mouth pointing upwards slightly since it sounded as if the teacher declined.
Until she came to my side and placed her hand on my shoulder "what size are you?" She said in a playful tone.
"Huh?" And I looked at her.
Her face was pale yet filled with life and joy. Her lips had a soft rose pink. Such an ethereal appearance, as if a fairy was in front of me. But her eyes had golden glow to them.
A small flashback that lasted a millisecond, like a jump scare appeared in my mind. The men with a yellow glow in them. I recoiled from her touch and got off my chair.
The bell for the end of school rang. "Sorry Alice I have to go." And sprinted to the parking. I made it to the truck and thankfully Bella forgot to lock the truck, not like any one would steal it.
I got in and began to breathe in, my left hand that I stuffed inside my left pocket was twitching uncontrollably. "I'm safe, I'm home" I blurted out and managed to calm myself.
Bella opened the door, her expression was filled with anger and annoyance. She drove without talking.
I was fine with the silence, although my hand twitched every so often. Finally after a couple of minutes I asked, "why the long face Bella?"
"Do I smell?" She blurted out.
I sniffed her to which she smacked my head. "Ow, you smell like shit Bella."
"Why I ought."
"Eyes on the road Bella, I don't want to die and explain to God that the reason my sister managed to crash a truck going at 40. Was because she smelled funny."
She grumbled.
"Why do you care for your personal hygiene now Bella it's a little late to care at your old age."
She gave me a glance, I knew that gaze, somewhere in the future she would get even at my teasing. But that's a problem for future me.
"Edward left the class after it finished. It's like he couldn't stand to be near me."
I wanted to tease her further but noted the sadness in her voice. "Man ain't shit Bella, stay alone, die alone."
She laughed at my response, "Alright mister 30 year old virgin I take your advice to heart."
Thankfully I managed to brighten the mood for the rest of the ride home.