so i don't have to make a bad impression

[Indie Hayes]

"INDIEHAYES!

A mental string of curses continued their uncensored assault on Indie’s poor little brain as she trudged through the forest, head hung and jaw clenched. She felt like such a- a hypocrite! Ever since CJ’d joined the not so proud ranks of students in the high school society, she’d taken it upon herself to nag him about making sure that he hunted enough so he wouldn’t break down and attack one of the misfortunate alma mater of Forks High School. And then earlier today she’d been the one to nearly spring when something just a little too tasty walked just a little too close. Growling in aggravation, the vampire kicked a nearby rock as a release for some of the pent up frustration. Her eyes widened a fraction of an inch when it crumpled to dust- the fact that she possessed inhuman strength had once against slipped her mind.

For the first time since leaving the high school campus- correction, since finding and slaughtering enough deer that she currently felt a little sloshy and her eyes must have looked like freshly polished gold-, she looked up and took in her surroundings. “Huh,” she mumbled, cocking her head a little at the sight of a big white house not that far away (well, not that far away for a vampire, anyways.) It didn’t take her long to figure out that the house belonged to the Cullens; their scent was so strong that she was surprised she hadn’t noticed it earlier. Shifting her weight from one foot to the other, Indie searched her internal clock to try and guesstimate what time it was, shoving her hands further into the pockets of the hoodie that was far too big on her. Her eyebrows knitted together as two realizations dawned on her at once: firstly, she’d left school in CJ’s hoodie, meaning that if anyone was home she was going to smell like two vampires rather than just one. Well, that was just going to be peachy! Secondly, the clock should be ticking somewhere around three’ o’clock, give or take a few minutes, meaning that school was just about to or had already let out. Terrific. Just freaking terrific. Having to admit to the Cullens that she’d nearly murdered a student was just what she’d been planning on asking Sandy Claws for Christmas.

Taking an unnecessary breath and holding it, she padded lightly toward the house. Before she’d even started moving she’d realized that the quiet “Huh” had let anyone home know that someone was there, so backing away now was just cowardly. Indiana Rebecca Hayes was many things, among them stubborn, sarcastic, a vampire, a nerd, and apparently a hypocrite. But never a coward.

With that thought in mind she mounted the steps, ears tuned to pick up even the slightest mouse squeak from within the house- “Silly girl! Mice don’t live in vampire’s houses!”

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Posting with- Esme & whoever shows up?
Listening to- Boys Like Girls
Word Count- 488
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[Edward Cullen]

E D W A R D CULLEN

"That’s Edward. He’s gorgeous, of course.
But don’t waste your time. He doesn’t date.
Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking
enough for him."

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Edwards ears pricked, which was quite irrational since he didn’t really use his ears that much, well that sounds even more stupid. It was his mind that could hear people’s thoughts, he wasn’t entirely sure if his ears could as well. He may have to get Carlisle to do some freaky vampire tests on him. His nostrils flared he could smell two vampires scents, yet they were familiar. Indie and CJ. Yet he could not hear CJ, his eyebrow raised. This fact confused him, surely if he could smell CJ he’d be able to hear him as well. Maybe he was losing his ability, or maybe CJ could block him like Bella, but that is also irrational since he knew he could previously hear CJ since they attended the same high school. It was the usual time when Edward left Bella with Charlie before he snuck back through her window once Charlie was asleep. He had been sat there doing his Spanish homework, he knew perfectly well that Mrs Cape really didn’t care if he didn’t do it. He was pretty sure Emmett would take advantage of this, but Edward had nothing to fill his time for the next few hours and being in the same room as Emmett and Rosalie who were probably all over each other held the same appeal to him as has legs gnawed off by the pesky radioactive beavers.
His thoughts were right, CJ hadn’t gone mind mute he was simply hunting. It was good Indie and him were taking such precautions. He could hear Indie’s debate as she walked to the front door. Edward’s eyebrows raised when he heard Indie arguing with herself about almost mauling a student, he opened the front door just as Indies knuckles had connected to the wood.
“Careful with the door! If it breaks again I think Esme will disown us, it would be the fourth door in the past week, all Emmett’s handy work of course… oh wait, one of those was my fault,” he gave her a grin and beckoned her into his house. “The others are around somewhere, they’ll probably venture out in a second, but there is something I need to talk to you about,” placing a stern look on his perfect features he took a step closer attempting to be intimidating, well he was a good foot taller than her so he had to bend his head downwards to look at her otherwise he would be lecturing Esme’s lovely wall.
”How many times do you need to be told… if you’re going to eat any human student… M-I-K-E -N-E-W-T-O-N ,” flicking her a grin, “ though it wouldn’t surprise me between mouthfuls if he had the cheek to question whether you have a naval piercing,” his stern façade totally gone now he through back his head laughing. ”Maybe next-time you should focus on yourself instead of CJ, I know you worry about him but honestly… if I heard anything concerning you would the first to know. Pinky Promise,” sticking out his little finger. ”Come on let me give you a tour of Transylvania!”.

tag: cullens + indie
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[Indie Hayes]

Does anyone care if I ask for this to be closed until Slayer gets her 'net back?