I woke up the next day in a fog as I heard Jake trying to wake me up. Had I really fallen asleep after the hunt? No, I would have remembered falling asleep. But as I slowly became fully awake, I heard the fear in Jake's voice, I could have sworn that I felt his fear as well. I never woke up in his arms before, but this wasn't a feeling I wanted to wake up to. It wasn't normal. "Yeah, I'm fine. What time is it?" I asked as I shook my head a little and reached for the nearest cup.
"Let her drink this. It's probably from the lack of blood." I heard my grandmother's caring voice and looked up at her. "Good morning, Nessie. Here, drink this. Jasper asked me to bring it to you before school." She had the same worry in her voice that Jake did. Something had to have grown wrong, so I checked myself for any cuts or bruises. Nothing. Why was everyone so scared.
"It's human blood from the blood bank. I can't drink it." I told her while refusing the drink. That wasn't entirely true. I did want the blood, but I just refused to have anything right now. I needed control over something. I needed that little bit of relief. "I'll get something to eat at school, okay? We have snack machines and I'll eat there. Okay?" I asked, only to see hesitant nods from both Jake and my grandmother. "Thanks, can you drive me, Jake?"
Jake nodded, once again hesitant. He was still worried about me. I hated him being so scared, so I jumped up-big mistake because I was slightly dizzy from it-and headed for the door like I normally would. Okay, so lying was never the best option, but it was my only option. I didn't want anything forced down my throat. "Be safe." I heard my grandmother say as Jake and I took off on his motorcycle. I kept my arms around him tightly as we made our way through the rain. By the time we got o my school, I realized that I had been changed from my old clothes to a new pair of jeans, a tank top, and a stylish brown jacket to match the blue tank top underneath.
"I'll be perfectly safe. I promise." I told Jake as I got off of the bike and kissed him softly. "By the way...when did I change?"
Fear struck his face more than before when I asked that, as if I should have known that. "Nessie...you called Rosalie last night and Edward brought it over for you so he could lecture us." He said as if I was supposed to know this, but I didn't. "Don't you remember? Are you alright?" I only vaguely heard the million questions being asked.
"I guess I just forgot. Don't worry, Jake. I'm perfectly fine. See you after school." I spoke quickly and I knew I might have been giving away something by doing so, but I ran at human speed into school and got my things from my locker, looking over to see Piper. She looked better, and still very pretty. How does everyone do that? They always look so great, but I had to compliment Piper on her outfit choice. She had on nice baby blue pants, a white shirt and a jacket that matched her pants. I guessed that she was also wearing a tank top, but I didn't worry about that. She looked nice and I loved how her hair looked with curls. It must have taken forever to get that way, but it worked for her.
I took a deep breath and walked over to her, leaning against the locker next to hers and gave her a smile. "Good morning. How are you today?" I asked her with a cheery voice, or at least the best of a cheery voice that I could manage. She looked up at me as if I was speaking a different language, though, and nodded her response. She was really quiet, and it made me wonder if I could ever get her to speak as I looked down to see a bunch of drawings on her notebooks and book covers. "Those drawings are nice. Did you do them on your own?" I asked, shocked when she finally answered.
"Yes, I did them on my own. I get really bored most of the time. They're not that great, though." She said softly, looking at me as if I were going to hurt her. I gave a nod to let her know I wanted to hear more about her drawings. "I started in elementary school. It's just something stupid I do."
I shook my head at her. "You're not stupid, and those drawings aren't either. They're great and I'm sure that if you took an art class, you'd be able to teach the teacher a few things." I said with a small wink and waited for her before we started walking.
The rest of the way seemed to be very quiet to me as we walked to our first classes. I noticed today that Piper wasn't really in my classes much during the day, but she was in my lunch. So, when I went to just sit and do some work instead of eating, I found where Piper laid her things and sat there. "Hi.." She said softly when she came back with a tray that only held some grapes, a salad, and water. "Aren't you eating anything?" She asked in a whisper.
"No. I'm not really hungry today." I said softly, hearing the weakness in my voice. That was the worse thing I ever heard, weakness. I wasn't supposed to be weak at all. I could always handle anything, I shouldn't be weak. I was fine. I felt fine. I felt strong.
"Okay...well, if there's something bothering, you can talk to me, alright?" She said softly and I nodded. I worked on some last minute touch ups for homework and she ate in silence. Sighing softly when the bell rang, we both stood up and walked to our next class together. We were both quiet, except for the few verbal fights between the bullies and me. I was going to be getting into a fist fight soon and I knew it. But I wanted a fight so bad just to win. I wanted a fight so I could win something, anything. "Nessie...are you alright? You're walking weird...almost as if you just woke up." I heard Piper, but I only nodded.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me." I said as I took a few more steps to my locker. I felt like the world was playing mind games with me and now it wanted me to be dizzy. My mouth started to water when Piper bent down to help me up, but I barely knew anything. My vision left me and I only saw black and I could only feel the cold floor.