I was covered in bruises, bumps and cuts and had just fallen out of a tree twice, I decided it was third time lucky and I was going to get up the there. In fact, I was so determined to climb this tree that I wouldn’t even really care if I broke an arm or a leg in the process. So I walked back a few paces and started to run. I got within a metre and I jumped – and slammed face-first into the tree trunk. I fell straight to the ground and flat on my face. I flipped myself over, moaning in pain. I looked at my right leg, biting back tears. There was a massive gash from my knee down to my ankle. Then I thought to myself; What was I trying to climb the tree for anyway? And this was waaay too green for home. I mean, isn’t Australia in drought? Unless… No. I couldn’t have just somehow appeared in some foreign country. Then again, for all I know, I could be dreaming. Like, just the other night, I was in Africa, on a small boat with a couple of friends, and one of them got eaten by a hippo! Probably my strangest dream yet. Then I thought of a trick that one of my friends told me; If you’re dreaming and want to wake up, you tell yourself that you’re tired and want to sleep. I’d tried it before and it had worked. So I tried it. “I want to go to sleep. I want to go to sleep. I want to go to sleep,” I said out loud. “Gosh, I sound so stupid, this mustn’t be a dream.”
“Are you OK?” a musical voice said. I jumped about a foot off the ground. “Do you need any help?” the voice said again.
I looked down at my leg, but then I remembered my fear of hospitals. Would this person try to take me to a hospital? Or would they just leave me alone? That was when I looked up and realised that I must have been dreaming.
“Hey, there. Do you need…? Oh! Jasper, stay there. She’s bleeding.” The girl said. I recognised her face immediately, but I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to freak anyone out, like I normally do.
“I’m OK Alice, I can smell it, but I think I can control myself.” Jasper said.
Alice looked at me questioningly. “What were you doing to do that?!?!?!?!” she exclaimed, while putting a tourniquet around my right thigh.
“I… I was trying to climb the tree. I know, stupid thing to do.” I admitted.
“Here, I’ll help you to the hospital. Put your arm over my shoulder.” Alice said, helpfully. But I didn’t budge.
“What? What’s wrong?” Jasper asked.
“Pppplease don’t make me go there. BAD experiences. I hhhate hospitals.” I stuttered, suddenly realising that it was raining, and I was cold and wet.
“Could we just take her to the house?” Jasper said. “At least it’s warm there.”
“Good Idea.” Alice said. Then her lips started trembling, but there was no sound coming out. I wondered what she was saying to Jasper. Then I realised, their skin was cold, and they had no gloves on. How could they ‘disguise’ themselves from me if I couldn’t walk? I debated with myself internally on whether to tell them I knew their secret or not. That was when Alice said the words “She’s going to find out anyway.” Just loud enough for me to hear. I decided to tell them.
“I already know your secret.” I whispered, knowing they would hear me.
They both crouched down near me, their eyes fierce but also questioning.
“What do you mean, secret?” Jasper asked.
“You’re… You’re…”I couldn’t say it, I didn’t know what they would do to me. “Vampires.” I whispered.
“Told you she would know!” Alice squealed. I jumped again, not expecting the sudden outburst of laughter from the pixie-faced girl. Jasper seemed confused.
“How did you already know?” he asked, his voice soft and trusting. I didn’t trust him yet, but I still answered.
“I read a series of books about your family… called ‘twilight’. Um… are we in Forks?” I said, quickly changing the subject.
“Yes!” Alice squealed. I was beginning to get a little freaked out by Alice’s ecstatic mood. Shouldn’t she be angry that I, and obviously many other people, knew their secret? But then again it was just a book. Not based on any real life people, just on a dream. Jasper seemed to share my exact feelings; or was he making me feel like this.
Jasper whispered to me, “Come on, we’ll take you back to the house now. After all, we are just ‘fictional characters’. No one will believe you if you do decide to say that we are real.” I nodded. In my head I always told myself that they were real, even though I knew that they weren’t. So we started making our way back to the Cullen’s house. Well, Alice and Jasper started. Alsice insisted on giving me a piggyback. Since I’d cut my leg and found out I could hardly walk, well, I didn’t refuse. We came to the river and just when I was about to object, they both took 3 massive paces and jumped lithely over onto the other side.
“Holy Cow!” I said. “You could have given me some notice; you scared me half to death!!!!”
“Sorry!” Alice bubbled. “Well, we’re almost there. Carlisle can fix you up, and then we can talk about what we’re going to do with you.”
Oh crap, I thought. Will they kill me? Or change me? I wasn’t sure. I was feeling very anxious, and Jasper told me to calm down, but I fought what he was trying to make me feel.