𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄:
Blood Typing

THALIA DECIDED TO DITCH HER AFTERNOON CLASS for better reasons. In biology, their activity will be blood typing. Yes, Thalia is good when it comes to her sense of control.

But not that great if a drop of human blood is minutes away from her, so they are all waiting in the parking lot.

Then an hour later, they see Mike Newton with a limp Bella Swan in his arms as he lowers her body on the sidewalk. She slumps unresponsively against the wet concrete. Her eyes closed, her skin chalky as a corpse.

"Bella?" Thalia hears Edward shout as Thalia, too, is worried. However, she smelled the faded scent of blood on the finger of Mike Newton hidden in his pocket.

"What's wrong? Is she hurt?" Edward demands as he examines the girl in front of him, and Mike looks very much irritated at his presence.

Then after conversing with Mike and Bella, he carried the girl in his arms, much to Mike's dismay, and went to the clinic.

An hour later, Thalia sees Edward approach her and says with a grin, "Mike thinks Carlisle experiments with plastic surgery on all of us."

Thalia rolled her eyes. Some teachers also asked her this. It was a second of confidence that flowed in her co-teachers body. She declined that person's thoughts.

"They always do," Thalia answers as she looks back at the papers she is currently grading.

"Bella asked me to go with her to La Push beach," Edward adds, and they look at him with wide eyes.

"Edward, you know you can't go there," Thalia reminds, and the others agree.

"You can't be this stupid enough to ruin decades worth of treaty for a human girl," Rosalie says from the car in front of them. It was Emmett's Jeep.

"I know," Edward says with a roll of his eyes as he sits in the driver's seat, and they wait for biology to be over.

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IT'S THE WEEKEND, meaning hunting week for the boys, they went with pairs, Emmett and Edward, Christopher and Carlisle, and of course, Jasper always likes to be alone when hunting, and they didn't push him.

And when they all got home. Emmett and Jasper are in the middle of an elaborate game of chess. Alice is on her computer, working on her fashion design.

Rosalie is in the living room watching T.V. debating on whether or not she should go to the garage and tune her BMW again.

Esme is upstairs with Thalia, humming over a set of blueprints, always designing something new. Perhaps she would build this one for their next home.

Thalia is just reading a book on the sofa with a warm cup of blood on the table beside her.

Carlisle and Christopher are in their separate offices, with Carlisle examining the lab results of his patients and Christopher arranging his vinyl.

Then a musical sound of a piano echoed in the silent residence. Esme's pencil paused and cocks her head to the side. She got up from her desk, leaving Thalia alone.

The woman, too is surprised that Edward is playing the piano again. It had been months since he last played, then she heard Rosalie slamming the garage door.

Rosalie must be irritated again, Thalia thinks to herself.

Esme encouraged him to play again and ignore Rosalie's outburst, so he did per request.

Then she hears Carlisle's footsteps coming towards her, and she smiles, and she sees him leaning on the side of the entrance. He approaches her and hands out his hand. "A dance, m'lady?"

"But, of course, dear sir," Thalia says with a slight giggle escaping her plump lips as she takes Carlisle's hand in hers.

Placing her head on his chest as Carlisle's hand went to her waist, both of her arms wrapped around his neck as they swayed to the tune of the piano slowly.

"It's been a while since he played," Thalia mutters, and she feels him nod and says, "I'm glad that there's music in the house again."

•| ⊱✿⊰ |•

"OH!"

Alice says abruptly and looks at Jasper, and continues, "Jasper, guess what?"

"What, Alice?" The honey-blonde asks curiously about what the pixie has seen.

"Peter and Charlotte are coming to visit next week! They're going to be in the neighborhood. Isn't that nice." Alice informs them.

Edward visibly freezes as Esme puts a hand on his shoulder, feeling the tension in his body.

"What's wrong, Edward?" Esme asks him, and Edward hisses at Alice and says, "Peter and Charlotte are coming to Forks?"

The pixie rolls his eyes and says, "Calm down, Edward. It's not their first visit."

Alice frowns at his expression and adds, "They never hunt here, you know that."

"When?" Edward asks her, and Thalia can see that they are conversing mentally. "I need to go to Bella."

"Edward stop being creepy and leave that poor human girl alone," Christopher says, and Edward ignores him.

"No." Edward agrees to Alice's mental note, turns away from her, and looks at Emmett. "You ready, Emmett?"

"We just hunted," Emmett says, yet not a tone of argument in his voice.

"It's not enough," Edward says as he stands up and exits from the balcony with Emmett following behind him.

•| ⊱✿⊰ |•

"EDWARD IS STALKING THE SWAN GIRL," Emmett informs them as he approaches them in the living room without Edward.

"Says he'll go back on Sunday," He adds, and Jasper just chuckles and shakes his head with a smirk on his lips.

"Not really the first time, is it," Jasper points out as he flips a page from the book he is reading, War and Peace.

"Poor girl, getting stalked by a scary vampire," Christopher says with a laugh as Esme playfully glares at him, silently telling him to stop.