Isabella "Bella" Marie Cullen (nee. Swan) (bellsm) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-07-18 16:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | bella swan, edward cullen, open |
Who: Bella Swan and OPEN
When: July 18th, just after the sun sets
Where: A random beach by the ocean
What: Arrival in LA
Status: Incomplete
Rating: TBA
The past few days had been an absolute blur to her, but at the same time, it was something she would remember forever. The wedding had come and gone, and waking up this morning was her second morning as Isabella Cullen. The wedding, although she had been both dreading it, and looking forward to it, wasn't as bad as she thought it would have been. Alice had made it perfect, of course. The point was, she had survived, and she had given her parents the goodbye they had needed. As far as she knew the plan was to go on the Honeymoon, and then Edward would fulfill the remaining part of the deal. It was three days she wasn't looking forward to. But the eternity after? Couldn't come fast enough.
Bella stood studying herself in the mirror. What were you supposed to wear when you left for the Honeymoon? If she had her way, it would have been sweats ands a t-shirt. Wherever they were going (no one would tell Bella, it was supposed to be a surprise, ugh), they would need to fly. The last thing she wanted was uncomfortable clothes for a long flight. But once again, Alice had stepped in, picked out her outfit, and she had to admit, it wasn't that bad. Of course the shirt was the blue Edward liked on her so much.
Sighing, Bella gave up. She didn't know what she was looking for. Some change in her appearance, so sort of red stamp across her forehead to let everyone know she had caved, and married at eighteen. But she still looked the same. Other than the wedding band, that now sat beside her Engagement ring, there was nothing different about her. She needed to stop being so paranoid.
Edward was waiting for her downstairs, to drive them to the airport. Might as well get a move on. Turning, Bella went for the bathroom door that she always used at the Cullen's house, and pulled it open, stepping though.
Her eyes went wide as the Cullen house was gone from view, and the smell of salt, the sound of water, and the look of a beach reached her senses. Bella whipped around, confused, and looking for the bathroom she had come out of. But it was gone, the door, the house. Gone. The fast motion, and the uneven ground of the beach threw her off balance, and down she went, right onto her butt. She made a 'omph' sound as she hit the ground. On the plus side, it didn't really hurt the much, and there was nothing to cut herself on.
Bella looked up from where she was sitting, and slowly got to her feat, brushing sand off her new outfit. She's seen a lot of things that could be described as weird to most people, but this took on a whole new level. Was she dreaming? Maybe she had tripped when she opened the door, knocked her head against something, and was unconscious? ...somehow she doubted it.
Turning again, more slowly this time, Bella looked around her again. It was dark, the sun had set, and in front of her was a very large city. On top of that, it was warm and not a rain cloud in sight. What was going on? Where was Edward? Where was the rest of the Cullen's?