Star Swan • [1]

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟲

𝗠𝗬 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗, they're still restless, but now Edward haunts my dreams. I've woken up a few times, seeing him. It feels so real, it's like he's actually there.

It's like I can't get him out of my head anymore. I've tried, but I can't sleep. If I sleep I'll see him, and I really don't want to.

I walked downstairs still in the hoodie I wore to bed last night. The hoodie that isn't even mine.

My eyes were heavy and fighting to stay open and alive. I saw my dad sitting reading a newspaper, "Morning, angel." I groaned a good morning grabbing a mug to fill it with coffee.

"Still no sleep?" He placed the newspaper down and I shook my head grabbing the milk from the fridge, "Nope." I poured it into my coffee, mixing in the sugar. Unlike Bella and my dad, I can't do black coffee, that's just nasty. It's a disgrace.

"Maybe you should go see Jake after school. He's been asking about you."

I've been meaning to go, but it's been busy this past week, and it's been hard.

Edward came back to school, we just act like we don't exist with each other. We talk, but it's only when we have to do work together. We catch each other looking for a little too long, but we don't say anything.

It's better to live in silence.

"Yeah. I'll see. I've gotta go get dressed." I took my mug with me upstairs to get ready for another dreadful week.

The ringing sound from my computer came while I was getting dressed. I went over to see my favorite person. I answered struggling to get my pants on, "Good morning!" We both smiled announcing at the same time.

My entire mood lifted and I lost most of my sleepiness.

"How are you? You looked dead." He mentioned and I flipped him off sitting on my bed putting my pants on. I didn't really care about changing in front of him. We've both had to undress a drunken version of ourselves in front of each other, and it's Shawn.

He's the most respectful and kindest gentleman I know.

He'd die before saying anything sexual or negative about my body.

"Tired. Life of a teenager is not fun." I stood up pulling my leggings over my butt. I turned to grab my sweater. I walked over to my dresser grabbing a hair tie to wrap around my hair, "I bet. You haven't replaced me have you?"

I pulled my sweater over my head walking over to my computer, "I could never. Now, talk me through the song." I sat down to do my hair and makeup.