Disclaimer: I am not claiming to be S. Meyer. I am not making any profit off of this story. This is just for fun. Yeah.

Author's Note: I don't know if anyone is going to notice, but I actually posted this story before under the same account with a different pen name. I took it down when I stopped writing fan fiction, but read over it today and saw that it did have promise. It's revised slightly, but yeah, here it is. I want to see if I can actually finish it this time around. Let me know what you think!

Breath of Life

The door opened again, and the cold wind suddenly gusted through the room, rustling the papers on the desk, swirling my hair around my face. The girl who came in merely stepped to the desk, placed a note in the wire basket, and walked out again. But Edward Cullen's back stiffened, and he turned slowly to glare at me. His face as absurdly handsome, with piercing, hate-filled eyes. For an instant, I felt a thrill of genuine fear, raising the hair on my arms. The look only lasted a second, but it chilled me more than the freezing wind. He turned back to the receptionist.

"Never mind, then," he said hastily in a voice like velvet. "I can see that it's impossible. Thank you so much for your help." he turned on his heel without another look at me, and disappeared out the door.

I went meekly to the desk, my face white for once instead of red, and handed her the signed slip.

"How did your first day go, dear?' the receptionist asked maternally.

"Fine," I lied, my voice weak. She didn't look convinced.

I had to take a trip to my locker before going to my truck, and my sudden need to get out of the office was the only thing that made my legs move, directing me down the hallway towards my destination. I just couldn't shake the look Edward gave me, and it normally would of frozen me in place.

Since it was my first day I didn't have a lot of homework, if any, so I didn't need to bring many books home with me. That didn't stop me from taking my time at my locker. I knew that the parking lot was now full of students and potential staring and I wanted to avoid that as much as possible.

I really hated being new to school, but what I hated even more as that I could not get that glare Edward had sent my way in the office out of my head. It sent a similar chill don my spine just thinking about it, so I busied myself with dropping off my books and then tidying up my locker, which didn't have much in it in the first place.

After I had stalled at my locker for as long as possible I headed to the parking lot, deliberately walking slowly down the halls, eventually leading up to me tripping over my own feet right before I got to the main doors. The lot was empty, thank the Lord, so I headed for my truck with a bit more confidence knowing that no one was watching. The cabin of my truck was cold when I got in, slamming the heavy door closed as soon as I sat down, tossing my bag on to the passenger seat. I was distracted, a certain person was still the center of my attention and reflection.

How could someone hate me so much when they had not even spoken a single word to me? I didn't say or do anything to provoke such hostilities, but I knew from the glare he kept casting my way that he was less than impressed with me. No, it was definitely more then that. He must have simply just loathed me. But why?

The more I thought about it, the more frustrated and confused I become. Soon enough I was sitting in my truck fighting back tears that were threatening to emerge. This frustrated me even more because I couldn't believe that I was crying over something like this. Over his approval of me.

It was the sight of my own breath that made me realize how cold it was in my truck, signalling that it was a good time to turn on my heater. I tried to get a grip over myself, blinking back the stupid tears and placing my hands on the steering wheel of my truck. I had to get home, but I wasn't ready to leave yet. I wasn't ready to face Charlie because I didn't want him to know how upset I was. I didn't even have a proper explanation for how I was feeling, so how could I expect myself to give one to him?

My shivers told me it was time to go home. There was no point sitting here freezing my tail off for no reason. I reluctantly placed my keys in the ignition and just was about to start up my truck when I heard a knock on my window, making me jump right out of my seat and cursing out loud from the shock.

Edward Cullen was standing outside of my truck.

I felt like I had forgotten how to breathe for a moment as I just sat and stared at him. He stared back at me, the expression on his face quite blank. After what felt like an eternity of being frozen in place Edward made the motion with his hand to roll down the window. He wanted to talk to me, I just didn't understand why.

After blinking a few times and remembering to take in a standard breath of air I did what he asked and rolled down my window nearly all of the way.

"Bella Swan, right?" Edward asked.

The expression on his face was not as horrible as it was in biology, but his jaw was clenched and his posture so stuff that it brought back that familiar fear that shot through me in biology. All I could do was nod my head. It took a few moments for Edward's face to soften, but the difference was only slight.

I was all of a sudden wishing that someone else was in the parking lot with us, but as I glanced around I took note that I was still alone with him.

"Yeah, what do you want?" I asked, not meaning to sound so rude. He had caught me by surprise and I was trying to hold my ground.

"I'm Edward Cullen. I didn't get a chance to introduce myself earlier, we had biology together." he told me, offering a small smile.

Now that he was standing right in front of me, not giving me the glare of death, I had the chance to see how beautiful he really was. It was nearly breath taking.

"I know," I said, blurting it out before thinking about the words coming out of my mouth.

An awkward silence fell between us followed by a frustrated expression on Edward's face.

"I wanted to ask if you could help me with some stuff for biology. I was otherwise occupied with something else and missed most of the notes. I'm afraid that I am quite lost on what we are doing."

He was so formal, and his voice was extremely smooth compared to the grimace that seemed to grace his features again. I looked into his eyes, which were still dark and cold, and even though the expression scared me, it didn't stop me from nodding my head again. Luckily for him I paid extra attention and took detailed notes.

"Yeah, I have my notes in my bag," I told him.

I saw an opportunity to possibly confront Edward if I helped him with his school work. I wanted to know why he was so hostile in biology. Though, I also knew myself too well and could tell you right now that it wasn't going to happen. There was something about him that made me desperate to gain his acceptance.

"Would you mind going through them with me?" he asked, his features softening even more, nearly making me melt in my seat. "Or are you busy?"

"No, I can go through them with you now," I quickly said, nodding my head again. "Did you want to use the library or something?"

"They don't like it if students linger after school," he told me. "Did you want to take a walk somewhere?"

Edward was suddenly opening the door to my truck and I silently cursed myself for not locking the door when I first climbed in. My truck worked as a nice barrier between myself and Edward, and it vanished as soon as he opened the door.

I looked around again to see that we were still alone in the parking lot, and even though the nerves in my stomach told me to drive away, the expression on Edward's face told me to grab my bags and join him. I did what Edward wanted, closing my truck door behind me after I swung my school bag over my shoulder.

Edward made me so nervous, but that didn't surprise me at all. He was gorgeous, and I wasn't used to speaking to guys who looked like him. He was tall and slim, but as my eyes gazed over his arms I was reminded of how muscular he was. I had to take a few more deep breaths in before I could even form words or figure out where we could go.

"There are a few benches at a park over there," Edward said, gesturing past a bunch of trees that were off school campus.

I looked in that direction and shrugged. I didn't remember a park being anywhere near campus, but I hadn't been in Forks for so long that I couldn't rely on my memory of the town. Something told me to offer the cab of my truck, it did have heating.

"Lead the way," I told him, ignoring my instincts.

Edward nodded and started walking towards the exit of the parking lot. I followed him and we walked in silence towards our destination, Edward always staying just one step ahead of me. I caught him looking at me as we walked, but it was more like the glare that he had given me in biology instead of the smile I had received just minutes before. It was only for a second, so I wasn't sure if I was just imaging things or not.

Soon enough we reached the trees and I started to wonder where we were going. I looked around and couldn't help but notice that we were out of sight of any roads or buildings now, and that Edward was just leading me deeper into the forest. The nervous jolt in my stomach got stronger and soon enough I couldn't help but stop in my tracks. Why was I freaking out so badly?

Edward didn't noticed that I had stopped and walked ahead of me for a few more paces before stopping in his tracks as well. He didn't turn around. He wasn't carrying a school bag either. How was he going to work on biology when he didn't have any of his school stuff?

"There is no park past here," I said. I tried to keep my voice firm, but it came out in a tremble.

Edward didn't say anything either, and the silence in the trees with us was almost defining.

"I know," Edward breathed into my ear.

He was suddenly behind me, making me jump. It was then that he grabbed my and when I went to scream his hand clamped over my mouth, making me inaudible. His skin was ice cold, and it made me instantly shiver as I struggled against his rock hard grip. I was pressed against his body, which was just as cold as his hand and within seconds I felt a piercing pain on my neck.

I was helpless against him. I couldn't even let out a whimper as a burning sensation started from where he bit me and only increased as the seconds tricked by.

One moment I was clutched against Edward's chest, the next I was submerged in a bewildering amount of pain. I forgot where I was, what had just happened to me, and could only focus on what I was feeling. My body had a hard time comprehending what was happening to it, and my mind wasn't keeping up either.

It was indescribable and I had no way of screaming out, Edward's hand must have been still covering my mouth. I couldn't feel his ice cold skin anymore, all I felt was the burning that seemed to take my body and smash it into a million pieces. I was sure that my skin was melting off my bones and I was at the point where I just stopped struggling all together. I couldn't. I gave up.

I don't know how long I was on the forest floor, it was my screaming that let me realize that Edward's hand wasn't covering my mouth anymore. I couldn't see anything, and I barely head the shouting that was happening around me. Someone, or something was at my side, but I couldn't tell what. I didn't care. All I knew was that for the first time in my life, I wished for death. I longed for it because I knew it would be the only release from the pain I was going through.