Thank god it’s Friday!
I’d slept great the night before, and I was well ready for today, today was Friday! The ngày that hopefully we would be getting our pen pal replies, and I had completely changed my attitude towards getting a reply in two days, I went from never wanting a reply to counting the hours! Oh, I so hope we get them today!
I ran down the stairs with a little too much enthusiasm.
“Mourning Bella, gees excited hoặc what?” mum asked, smiling. My mother Renee was very easy to talk to, sometimes I felt like I was talking to someone my own age, hoặc even at times I felt like I was the mother, I guess I’ve always been very mature and she has well, not.
“Mourning mum, yeah it’s Friday!” I replied, trying to state the obvious.
“hmm, I guess” She replied.
“No eggs?” I asked, still a little too happy.
“Nah, cereals good” Renee đã đưa ý kiến stuffing tiny, brown ‘O’s into her mouth.
“Sure is” I said, pouring some into a bowl.
“So, what are bạn looking phía trước, chuyển tiếp to? Today I mean” She was trying to get it out of me.
“Just the end of a long week, anything else?” I questioned.
“No honey, just wondering, it’s good, I mean bạn being so happy” She smiled.
“Yeah it is” I smiled back.
“Oh, time to go” I đã đưa ý kiến looking at the clock.
“Well, bạn have fun” Mum said.
“I will” I replied washing my bowl.
“Bye mum” I yelled walking out the door.
“Bye Bella” she laughed after me.
I drove a little faster than normal I wanted to get to school, and I wanted to read that letter.
I grabbed my bag, and quickly got out of my car.
“Hey Bella” my Những người bạn yelled. Just Gemma and Erin again.
“Hey girls, still no Nicole?” I asked with a smile.
“Yeah still no Nicole, You’re looking really good today!” Gemma said, a bit puzzled.
“Yeah, bạn look really good Bella!” Erin added. Weird my hair was done the same way, my clothes weren’t much different, man I must have been sad yesterday.
“Oh, this isn’t for Luke? Is it?” Erin asked, eyes wide.
“No! I told you, I don’t like him!” Self defence, also a little too loud.
“Okay, okay sorry” Erin quickly apologised.
“It’s okay, just drop it” I said, sternly.
“Ding, ding, ding” “Science! Yay!” Gemma smiled, joking.
We walked to our lockers.
In science I sat with Sarah, as normal, and I heard Gemma and Erin whispering to each other.
“No, she doesn’t actually like him!” Gemma whisper loudly.
“Okay, whatever bạn say” Erin replied.
“Erin, like she đã đưa ý kiến drop it” Yes I defiantly knew what they were talking about. I didn’t really care let them think what they want, it wasn’t true so why should I care?
Recess went surprisingly fast. “Yes, social studies” I said, very happy about our tiếp theo class.
“Yeah, social studies is such a bludge, Mrs Anderson will let bạn get away with anything!” Erin agreed. Quite true, but it wasn’t that reason that pleased me.
I walked quickly to class. I walked into the room, and the first thing I saw on Mrs. Anderson’s bàn was a pile of envelopes held together with a rubber band. The hàng đầu, đầu trang envelope had the word ‘Ryan’ clearly written on it! Yes, if Ryan got a letter, I must have.
I sat tiếp theo to Erin as usual, since Gemma and Nicole didn’t take this class.
Everyone filled their desks and the một giây chuông, bell rang. Mrs. Anderson walked in and asked Mia and Dean to hand out the envelopes. We would have a quarter of an giờ to read them, and then we would write a reply. The replying part didn’t sound so good, but đọc the letter, I just couldn’t wait.
Mia handed me my envelope, smiling. Ah, she was such a blonde, goody, goody! Anyway back to the letter.
Oh, I’ve never seen my own name written so beautifully, ever.
I took a deep breath, and carefully opened the envelope. His handwriting was so stunning, it had an old style to it, but it was so perfect almost like an ancient stencil. It read:
Dearest Bella, oh I will never get over seeing my name written like that.
I was so pleased to receive your letter, I thought it was beautifully written and long enough. I loved đọc about someone new, and I can’t wait to get to know bạn better. Really? Maybe he’s just trying to be nice.
I, like bạn are 17 years old and live in Forks as bạn would know. Forks sounds quite the opposite to your Phoenix. Forks is never sunny and always cold, but I don’t mind, bạn see I quite like the rain. Yeah I know about Forks, but I guess he doesn’t know, I know about Forks. Hey, he didn’t tell me his birthday, hmm maybe he forgot.
You asked about my family. Yes, I have a mother Esme, a father Carlisle, a sister Alice, a brother Emmett and twin siblings Rosalie and Jasper. I tình yêu my family, but we are a bit different I guess. My father Carlisle is a doctor and he and my mother adopted all of us children, after Esme found out she couldn’t have her own, but still wanted some and of course felt good about adopting orphans. She is a loving and caring mother and I dearly tình yêu my family. Whoa, that’s a story, maybe I shouldn’t have asked such a personal câu hỏi on the first letter? Oh well, he’s read it now. Hmm all of their names sound kind of old. I wonder if Esme, re-named them hoặc something. And I think I asked for their ages, oh well.
I don’t really have a favourite colour, I guess today I like blue so I’ll say, that today my favourite colour is blue. Hmm a bit like me I don’t really have a favourite.
Oh yes and me, well I have brown hair, golden brown eyes and I’m also pale, as bạn can imagine living in such a non sunny town. Golden brown? Weird. I would just say brown, but if bạn want to get technical.
I hope bạn enjoyed my letter as much as I enjoyed yours.
I also hope to hear from bạn soon. That’s cute. I did enjoy it.
Yours sincerely,
Edward Cullen
That was nice, he sure doesn’t write like he’s 17! Haha, maybe he’s trying to impress me. hoặc maybe he’s just a really good writer.
Now to write a reply to that. This is going to take some time.
