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Chapter 3. Untrue Beauty

Ten o'clock. I had a writing class before photography. Mr. Craz was older, Like a grandpa. This class was really boring. The seconds ticked by like hours. I couldn't take it. I was really excited for my next class, and Mr. Craz spoke very slowly. The hour dragged on and on. "Ms. Smith, I just dismissed class, you may go now." I looked around everyone was crowding out of the door."Oh." I said quietly and blushed.

   Finally time for photography. It was eleven-twenty. I walked quickly to class. I walked in and saw the most amazing thing, boy, man, ever. Like an angel. His eyes were black...just like Izzy's, they were exactly the same. His skin was pale white like hera as well. His hair was near the same shade of brown as mine, but looked so much better. His body was sculpted like a god. I touched my mouth to see if it was open...It was. I couldn't take my eyes off of him, but with my luck he wouldn't even talk to me. He was scribbling in a notebook, when he looked up at me.Our eyes met and he looked down again nervously.I was put in the seat next to him. I am the luckiest girl in the world. Our teacher Miss Dinger talked all hour. I kept eyeing this god, he is the most beautifuk thing I've ever seen. I couldn't cough up the courage to talk to him.

   Class was dismissed and I planned to introduce myself but he was gone before I even got up. I did'nt see him leave , I looked around but he was gone, maybe he had to go to the bathroom or something, really bad. I put my bag over my shoulder and walked to my car.I suddenly shivered thinking of my angel. "Oh my God." I whisperd under my breath. "What?" I heard Izzy say now walking next to me. Where did she come from?  How did she hear that? "What?" she repeated. "Oh this guy in my photography class, he is, wow." I said out of breath. She giggled. "My brothers in that class." she hinted. "His name is Emmett, he has my eyes, he's tall, brown hair." I blushed, knowing I was in love with my new best friend's brother. She giggled again, as if she knew what was going on in my mind. I ached to see my angel...Emmett.

  " Do you want to go out tonight?" Is asked happily as if the last conversation had'nt affected me at all. "Clair wants to meet you." she continued. "Clair? Your sister?" I asked. "Yes." she answerd. We both got in my car, though Is seems to like to walk.She flipped through a book while she sat in the passenger seat."So do you want to?" She asked trying to get back on subject."I guess, so why does you sister want to meet me?" I looked at her suspiciously. "No reason." Is isn't a good liar, but she always wins little arguments, and I didn't feel like going through it, so I gave up. I started to think about Emmett again. Izzy laughed outloud. As if she knew what I was thinking she said "I should introduce you to Emmett for real sometime, he's pretty quiet at school." My stomach jumped at his name.

Is always seems to know what I'm feeling. It's to weird. We started getting ready for dinner. Izzy clipped part of her hair back. " Well I think I look okay." she said. "I wish I looked like you." I replied towards her."Ha! You are so beautiful, you need to be quiet!" She smiled." Yeah right." I rolled my eyes. " You are!" she argued, trying to convince me. She was acting stupid, really stupid. I just wanted it to be eleven-thirty tomarrow. We jumped into Izzy's car. She drove us to the restaraunt. "You hungry?" I asked. " Nope, but I know you are, right." She told me more than asked. She must of heard my stomach growl. Did my stomach growl? I thought about Emmett again.

   We walked inside. I instantly spotted Clair. She looked familiar, even though we'd never met. She had the same, white, pale skin, the same icy, black eyes that Emmett and Izzy had. Her beautiful, blonde hair was almost waist length. She had the same beautiful apperance as her sibilings. "Hello Jaycee. Is it short for Jaycealiamara?" She asked in a voice similar to Is's. " Yeah," said shocked. " Nobody I've ever meet has heard of that name before." I was so shocked. "I'm good with names." She said. Clair shook my hand. She wore black leather gloves. Clair and Izzy looked at each other in a worried way almost the whole time we were there. Neither Clair or Izzy ate. Men were practically drooling at the sight of the two. I felt worried and I didn't know why. I wanted to go back to the house. "You ready to go?" Is asked just after I I thought that. "Yes." I answerd quickly.

  They looked at each other again and Izzy and I walked out. I crawled into bed that night thinking " What is this beautiful, angelic family???". I drempt I was with Emmett. He talked to me. His voice was velvet and amazing and soft. It rang through my body."Jacealiamara, be strong." He said so softly. "Be strong." He repeated more firmly. His imaginary voice rang through my body. I woke up screaming. It was an hunger, a need for Emmett. Kaylee was at the foot of my bed."You okay? I heard you screaming." She said worried. "I thought maybe...never mind" she finished. I t was 4 o'clock in the morning, " yeah just a dream." I said sort of achingly. " Get some sleep." She demanded as she stepped out of the room. I wanted to sleep but I couldn't. I wanted to dream again. I wonderd what Emmett's voice really sounded like. I wanted to touch his satin skin. I wanted  to know what he would say to me. He was permanently in my mind.

Author's Note

ignore grammar and spelling!
Chapter 4 out soon

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[Greystone]

._. Holy crap. I really want to know what happens--what a fabulously re-done Twilight! :DD