I-pod part 2

MountainLion has entered the chatroom.

Bells913 has entered the chatroom.

Bells913: Hey, guys.

MountainLion: Hello, Bella.

Bells913: Something wrong?

MountainLion: I can’t find my iPod. I could have sworn I left it on the shelf above the computer downstairs . . .

Bells913: Oh. That’s too bad.

MountainLion: Bella– are you alright?

Bells913: Of course I am! Why would you think that I wasn’t?

MountainLion: You’re just acting strangely. Every time I come near you, you look . . . jittery. Are you upset with me?

Bells913: No, Edward, of course not. I’m not mad or upset at all.

MountainLion: Are you . . . sure?

Bells913:Yes, I’m absolutely sure.

MountainLion: I’m worried. You’re not the only one who’s acting jittery around me.

Bells913: Um . . . what do you mean?

MountainLion: Well . . . Alice and Emmett keep giving me weird looks. Call me crazy, but they’re looking at you funny, too.

Bells913: I’m sure you’re just imagining things, Edward.

MountainLion: Wait a minute. Alice and Emmett. Their thoughts . . . I can’t hear them. I just realized it. How I didn’t notice before, I’ll never know.

Bells913: Well . . . um . . . I’m testing my limits. You know, seeing how far away my shield can go, seeing how strong it stays even when I’m distracted, you know . . . basic testy stuff.

MountainLion: Oh. That would explain things, then. Except for the odd looks. I’m certain they’re avoiding me.

Bells913: Surely they’re not, Edward. They’re your family. They would never do stuff behind your back or anything like that.

MountainLion: Behind my back? Bella, you’re all acting so strangely. What is going on between you, Alice, and Emmett? Please, tell me. It will put my mind at rest.

Bells913: There’s nothing going on, Edward.

MountainLion: -sigh- Alright. I’m going to go look for my iPod.

MountainLion has left the chatroom.

FortuneTeller has entered the chatroom.

FortuneTeller: BELLA!

Bells913: Alice!

FortuneTeller: You almost blew it!

Bells913: What do you mean, I almost blew it? How did you know?

FortuneTeller: I just had a vision a few seconds ago of you slipping up!

Bells913: Wait– you’re on a hunting trip. How are you instant messaging me?

FortuneTeller: It’s called a laptop, Bella, have you heard of it?

Bells913: Oh. Right.

FortuneTeller: You’ve got to be more careful, Bells. In my vision, Edward was getting more suspicious by the minute. Could you at least try to act natural?

Bells913: I’m sorry, Alice. I’m terrible at lying– you know that. I can’t even lie convincingly through the Internet, much less face to face. He’s suspicious already, Alice! Oh, he’s going to be terribly mad at me when he finds out.

FortuneTeller: Then he must never find out, Bella. If he does, surely he’ll make life miserable for Emmett and I– you’re in a much better position than we are.

Bells913: Oh, Alice, I thought you were going to tell him! You have to tell him. I can’t shield you and Emmett forever.

FortuneTeller: -sigh- We will, Bella, but not now. Now’s not the right time.

Bells913: -groan- Alice. Please, just tell him. Tell him when you get home, alright?

FortuneTeller: I’m not promising anything, Bella. I’ll tell him soon, though– within the next three days. But not face-to-face. Emmett will chicken out of face-to-face confrontation.

Bells913: Alright. Good-bye, Alice.

FortuneTeller: Bye, Bella.

Bells913 has left the chatroom.

FortuneTeller has left the chatroom.