A/N We're back with a new fanfiction, our first for this account so, yay! This is called Midday Moon just because we were toying around with ideas and I found this one hilarious and appropriate… so without further ado, here is the first chapter (written by Emily) of Midday Moon.

Disclaimer: We do not own Twilight or anything to do with Twilight. What we own are DVDs and books and posters and… well stuff.

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'Ready for another boring day?' Rosalie asked Emmett.

'Always ready,' he replied with a wink, making Edward groan, which quickly turned into laugh. 'What? Just 'cause you're not getting any,' Emmett responded.

'You know Em, not everything is about sex,' Rosalie sighed.

'Well then what was he laughing at?'

'Jasper had something interesting to say on the matter,' Edward answered.

'Oh did he?' Emmett turned to challenge me.

'You sure you want to start something? I seem to remember it didn't go too well for you last night,' I grinned.

'Shut up,' he snapped, quickly jumping out of the car and slamming the door behind him. Poor Emmett, he was still sore after losing to me in a wrestling match last night. Rose rolled her eyes, pulling her Gucci shades down from her head.

Rosalie was easily the most talked about girl in Forks High, not my kind of girl but I could see the appeal. After Rose came my little dark pixie, Alice, then us three guys, Emmett, everyone's favourite singleton Edward, and me, Jasper Hale.

Another boring day indeed… Little did any of us know that this 'boring' old day in school would change our lives forever. Rosalie would no longer be the most talked about girl and Edward would no longer be anyone's favourite singleton, in fact, he would no longer be a singleton at all. It only took one mere human girl to change it all: Isabella Marie Swan.

On entering the dinner hall I realised it was a good thing no humans sat near us because I was very thirsty; very dangerous. Despite this I noticed Edward's shift in feelings before anyone else did even though he had stopped engaging in our conversation. I looked at him to find his focus on the new girl. So far, between the five of us, we'd found out a few things about her: she was strictly Bella, not Isabella, she was from Arizona but very pale and she had bad hand-eye coordination as Mike Newton had discovered in volley ball much to Edward's amusement. Oh and speaking of Edward, like every other girl in Forks she had been instantly attracted to Edward.

But that didn't concern me. What concerned me was the fact that her scent, as she looked our way, hit me like a battering ram. The absurdly potent smell of her blood was like heroin to an addict and made me feel a dry ache in my throat, a hollow yearn in my stomach. My muscles automatically tightened and venom excessively began to flow from my mouth. This was quite normal, and usually easy to ignore but it wasn't helped by the fact that I knew Edward, unusually, felt the same and so my reaction doubled. I was letting my imagination run wild; I began picturing myself moving from the table and sinking my teeth into her warm, pale neck. Edward must have heard my thoughts as he kicked my chair which knocked me right out of my fantasy. I met his gaze for a minute and then looked down, ashamed of myself.

'Sorry,' I muttered. Edward shrugged.

'You weren't going to do anything,' Alice said soothingly, holding my hand. I fought back my grimace. God I was thirsty. I would have to hunt tonight, my eyes were ridiculously black. I needed to learn to accept my limitations; we were toying with fire and bound to get burnt if we continued. I was not going to be the one to expose us.

I let Alice calm me down and soon we were conversing normally which left Edward to return his focus to Bella Swan.

'You got yourself a new admirer bro,' Emmett hissed across the table at Edward who half turned around, greeting him with a spectacular scowl. Smirking, obviously quite pleased with himself Emmett leaned back in his chair, all of us now completely aware of Bella Swan's gaze upon us, or more specifically, upon Edward who was not helping matters by staring back. Apparently this made her feel awkward and she dropped his gaze, returning her attention to Jessica Stanley, one of Edward's latest rejects. Her jealousy radiated across the hall to me, she'd clearly noticed Edward and Bella's 'moment'. Edward had a slightly frustrated expression on his face which I now know was the start of everything.

Apparently, Jessica was giving Bella the low-down on the elusive Cullen family.

'I hope she's making it good?' Emmett wondered aloud.

'Not particularly, rather unimaginative really. Just the barest hint of scandal. Not an ounce of horror. I'm a little disappointed.'

'What about the new girl?' I asked in what Alice described as my 'attractive southern drawl', making her smile, 'Is she disappointed in the gossip as well?'

Edward concentrated on her thoughts. He was sort of our look-out; he came in very handy when he, Emmett and I decided to test the speeds on our cars where the cops were concerned. He locked eyes with her again as she turned around and a strong sense of unease wafted from his direction. I looked at him questioningly but he said nothing. I nudged Alice and inclined my head towards him. We got up to leave and I pulled Edward's arm to make him follow, ignoring Emmett's questions as he too followed behind with Rosalie.

'What's up with your face?' Rosalie asked once outside, insensitive as per usual. I frowned at my sister, hoping she'd get the message and shut up but she didn't. 'Well?' she prodded.

'I don't like her,' Edward replied dismissively, clearly not wanting to talk.

'Who, the new girl?' She just did not know when to drop something.

'No, Rosalie, Mike Newton.' Rose growled.

'Alright ladies, calm down,' Emmett chuckled, putting his arm around Rose, earning himself a death stare from Edward. 'Lunch is over, we should go.' He led Rosalie off, back towards the school building.

'Coming?' I turned to Alice who appeared to be in a trance. 'Alice, what do you see?' I rushed to hold her arm, immediately recognising she was having a vision.

'I-' she started tentatively, taking a look at Edward who obviously heard her thoughts and let out an animalistic growl before stalking off to biology, leaving me and Alice alone. 'It's nothing. I'll explain later,' she added when I looked unconvinced. Satisfied, I walked her to Psychology (she loved the irony of it) and headed for History where we were currently studying the American Civil War. My favourite topic.

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A/N I hope you enjoyed that. Next chapter will be written by me… yeah. Please R&R.