19 December, 2008

Part 5

hearing Alice's call Emmett and i hurry to pack up the controllers. i am anxious to impress Dr and Mrs Cullen. i hastily smooth down my hair and run my tongue over my teeth.

i am introduced to the Doctor and his wife. the introductions are made and we sit down to a mismatched dinner of beehoon and Carls Jr french fries. i am very polite. "uncle eat, aunty eat." they both help themselves to some fries. feeling famished, i pile fries and beehoon onto my plate and start devouring the mountain of food. when the food starts to lessen i glance up and realise all of the Cullen's plates are still full, none of them have touched their food. instead they are watching me intently, as if i am a new animal in the Zoo.

well this is awkward, i think, feeling uncomfortable. then shock horror! i realise the fries are all gone. i eye jasper's full plate of fries. "uhm...you're not eating those, are you?" i ask. when he shakes his head no i grab a handful. i cannot resist fries.

after dinner i clear my plate and Edward offers to drive me home. i wave bye to the Cullens and thanks them for their hospitality (aren't i polite?).

the moment im safely in the car, Edward starts the car. the engine roars to life and we start sppeding down the highway. i gasp as i am thrown back into my seat. i glance over Edward's shoulder at the speedometer. we're going at 120kmph. i am terrified. "Edward, im in er...no rush. can we go slower?" he turns full around and grin, suprised at my fear. "don't worry. the car won't crash." OMG he read my thoughts. wait he's facing me, that can't be right.... "EDWARD WATCH THE ROAD!" i scream. he laughs a whips around. i hastily fasten my seat belt, something i never do when im in the back seat.

once we're outside my home i stumble out of the Volvo on unsteady feet. thanking him for the ride, i slam the door and run to the toilet before i puke on my shoes.


2 months later

from that day on Jasper and i are good friends. but i don't see him at school because FYI, genius, St Nicks is all girls. but he takes Arabic at MOELC so i meet him there. and during the holidays in between training i visit him to mess with the high jump mats.

THE END...COS I HAVE TO GET OFF THE COMPUTER NOW.

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