Midnight Sun: Red Eyes

What if...Edward had killed Bella that very first day in Biology?

Here's what Stephenie wrote in Midnight Sun, yet to be published: "I knew what would happen now. The girl would have to come sit beside me, and I would have to kill her."

I decided to do it, to take this life. I was essentially selfish, and though it would cost our life here in Forks, I knew the instant gratification of Isabella Swan's blood would more than make up for it. It smelled increasingly delectable as Mr. Banner droned on about microorganisms. I tried to resist killing her at that moment. Wait, I cautioned myself. You will get your chance soon enough.

What's with Cullen? Mike Newton was wondering. He looks like he's in pain. Whatever. He's a weird guy. Why do so many girls like him? Oh, dammit, what did Mr. Banner just ask? His thoughts became boring again once I was out of the picture, but after answering Mr. Banner's question, he looked Bella over appreciatively. His lab partner is something to look at, though. She's that new girl. Isabella. I like that name. For some unexplainable reason, I tensed at Newton's casual analysis of Bella.

Finally, the bell rang. Only one more class, one more class. I escaped milliseconds after the nasal buzz of the bell alerted the next hour was to begin, and went to Spanish, where, somehow, Emmett was already there. 'Sup, Edward? he asked casually.

Though Emmett was merely being friendly, I glared at him. Sheesh, he thought. Just common courtesy.
Don't get your panties in a bunch.

I ignored Emmett and stared straight ahead. I could think clearer now that Bella's delicious scent, a combination of freesia, orange blossoms, and lavender, was no longer right under my nose. As Spanish began, I debated internally with the decision I had made. Was it rash? On one hand was the desire to drink that blood. I needed Bella's blood. On the other was my family. The faces of Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, and Jasper darted through my head. I pushed them away impatiently. Señora Goff's Spanish, however, was much more interactive than the lectured Biology, and I couldn't remain on her thoughts for long.

After class, I found Bella's previous class—Gym—and waited for he outside the doors. She looked startled at the sight of me. "Hello," I said, turning on the charm. "My name is Edward Cullen. And you are Bella Swan."

Bella looked dazed. "Why didn't you call me Isabella?" she blurted.

I smiled knowingly. "I have my ways," I informed her cryptically. "May I take you for a stroll?" Bella nodded dumbly, and I knew I was going in all the right directions. I took Bella's arm, and led her gently from the crowded Forks High hallways to a more remote woodsy area directly behind the school. It was far enough away that no one would hear her scream.

"We will stop here," I decided in a small clearing. It was dark and green from the small amount of sunlight and the excessive tree coverage. "Let me be the last to welcome you to Forks."

"The—last?" Bella's brow furrowed in confusion, and a crease appeared between her chocolate brown eyes.

I smiled, a combination of allure and menace in my expression. "Thank you for visiting Forks," I continued, getting closer. Bella froze, a deer in headlights, and I circled her. She followed me with her eyes, seeming rooted in place. "I apologize for this, but you smell so good." Bella's face was full of terror, but I was so incapacitated by my thirst that I couldn't regret it.

I pounced on her, easily slicing my teeth into her jugular vein. I silenced her scream with a hand to muffle her mouth. She went limp in my arms as the forbidden flavor coursed through me, tasting better than I could have ever dreamed of. I was supremely disappointed when she ran dry. But I knew that memory, the memory of tasting that blood, would stay with me for eternity. I put Bella's body on the ground. Someone would eventually find it, I hoped.

But as I looked down at Bella, pale, white, and cold, regret seized me. It was nearly harder than the first wave of her floral scent in my nose. I was, oddly, sorry for killing this human girl. And I strongly wished I hadn't.

For the next few weeks, as we packed up and moved away, my red eyes reminded me constantly what I had done.

do u like it? it's going to be the only Midnight Sun one, because i don't want to ruin anything for anyone. the next few are Twilight, then i'll move on to the other 4 books. review!! lovelovelove, m