Sarelle is a ordinary 9 year old girl in 1910. However, one night she becomes an involuntary time traveller. She can't decide where she goes or when she leaves. How will her encounters with the Cullens effect their lives?
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Edward Cullen
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"Sarelle? Who is he?"...
"Who is Aslo?" For the first time since our meeting in the library I heard a cool edge to his voice. Jealousy?
I glanced up timidly and was met by the same bewilderment in his gaze although there was certainly some kind of frustration present. I knew my silent mind could be both a blessing and a curse in Edward's opinion. He may have been able to read it when we touched skin to skin but otherwise it was silent, like it was now.
Why was he jealous of Aslo, just because Aslo had been in my dream alongside him?
It was silly, irrational, absurd. I couldn't help but laugh at his behaviour, at the relief of not having to tell him about Royce and Ashton, at the completely illogical possibility of me and Aslo ever being together romantically.
"Sarelle?" Edward's voice was just as filled with bewilderment as his face, and although I knew it should have haltered my giggles, I couldn't find the control to do so. So instead I lay back in the grass, giggling to myself as I watched the fluffy clouds chase each other across the sky. Just drifting through the expanse of blue without a care in the world.
I sighed and propped myself up on my elbows to see Edward staring at me with apprehension.
"Aslo is a friend and only a friend." Edward seemed to relax and came to join me on the grass, lying so his head was beside mine although his body was upside down.
"You never mentioned him, but he must have been important if you dreamt of him." Edward still seemed hold a little angst about the fact that Aslo had featured in my dream alongside him, I couldn't help but find his silly disposition endearing.
I glanced at Edward's profile as he gazed up at the sky. I haven't mentioned a lot of things my mind whispered although I knew he wouldn't hear it; we didn't have skin to skin contact so now his mind would be quiet of the voices. I liked that I could give him that peace of mind now and then.
"I know I didn't and that was wrong of me, but we've only really talked about us and the family. There have been plenty of people who I have met and never mentioned because we haven't really talked about people we have known outside the people around us now." This seemed to sooth Edward's mood because he glanced at me with clearer eyes.
"I'm asking now," he murmured.
"Well, I met Aslo on my jump after I first met you. He was a warden at an asylum and also a vampire – the original kind." I smirked expecting Edward's reaction and he didn't disappoint. His body shot up instantly, hovering over mine with shock in his eyes.
"Yes, yes, big shock I was in an asylum. It wasn't exactly by choice. And as for having Aslo as a friend, he was controlled and he kept me company. I was never in any real danger." My tone was blase although it didn't seem to ease Edward's concern.
"How can you say that? There is no such thing as complete safety with a vampire... Not even with me," he said as his eyes searched mine. I smirked thinking his examination would be for signs of mental illness. He wouldn't find any, or at least none that could be diagnosed scientifically. I couldn't be sure if my mind was exactly as it should be given my life but I felt sane, just with a little insanity thrown in now and then to keep things from monotony.
