CHAPTER ONE: MEETING

His eyes bore into mine. I couldn't help it; he was so beautiful I couldn't look away. And yet, his gaze was filled with hatred. I didn't know what was wrong; I just walked into the subway and sat down next to him. Did I smell? It's totally possible, seeing that I just came from Chinatown buying a load of fish, and after that I stopped in little Italy to get a ton of cheese. Oh well, this guy was just going to have to deal; I like my fish and cheese.

I turned away from his stare, a tad embarrassed now. Even after looking away, I could feel his eyes burning wholes through my skin. It literally felt like I was being burned by his eyes. Then I smelled something. It smelled like something burning. I chuckled, thinking that he had literally set me on fire with his gaze, when I noticed that I was actually on fire! Some moron had decided to light up a cigarette right by my head and my hair was on fire! I jumped to my feet, and being the clumsy oaf I am, I stumbled and fell into the pole.

Just as I was about to feel the cold floor of the subway smash my face, a pair of cool arms wrapped around me. They jerked me up and help me still, stamping out the forest fire blazing on my head. When it was out, he swiftly let me drop on the seat next to him, like I was diseased.

"Uh…uh...thanks!" I gushed. After the excitement that had just occurred, I couldn't form coherent sentences, also the fact that his eyes were having some strange effect on my brain. "My name is Bellisa by the way." I knew I probably looked like quiet a fool, with half of my hair singed off, but I couldn't resist throwing myself at this gorgeous man. I felt drawn to him in some absurd way.

"Tedward" was the swift reply. He didn't even turn towards her. He kept his eyes forward, his face still drawn into a grimace as if he was in pain. He didn't know pain; he wasn't the one who had had their hair burned off just now.

Since his face was turned away, I quickly stuck my tongue out and waggled my hands around my head. He didn't even seem to notice. I sighed and decided I should probably go to the hospital seeing as my head was beginning to smell.

As the train pulled into Borough Hall station, I stood to leave. "Well, Tedward, thanks." A blush crept into my cheeks as he looked at me. Did I see a hint of disappointment behind his eyes? I couldn't be sure, but I dismissed it anyway. I was never going to see him again.

After arriving at the hospital Emergency Room I received some strange looks. I must be quiet a sight. I hadn't seen a mirror since I left the subway, but I was sure I didn't look that bad. I decided I needed to check, just to make sure. I got up and politely asked the woman behind the counter where the bathroom was. She pointed down a well lit linoleum lined corridor. With a quick thanks I was off.

I pushed open the bathroom door and shuffled to the mirror. I let out a groan. It was worse than I had previously thought. I had bald splotches on the left side of my head. Tufts of hair were just missing. And in there place were strange burn marks. After a moment of appraising my now monstrous appearance, I tried to look on the bright side. I could pretend like it was Halloween. I could scare small children if I wanted. I could pretend to be a zombie. Things were starting to look up. But then as I was beginning to smile again, my thoughts returned to Tedward and his beautiful face.

For some reason, even though he was rude, he did put out the fire on my head. I was crazy about him already. My chest tightened every time his beautiful name popped into my head. Tedward. It was like a dream.

Would I ever see him again?