In Another World
In that one hour, I thought of a hundred different ways to lure you from the room with me.
Bella walked into her Biology II class room, surveying the new atmosphere and was pleased to find it something familiar instead of foreign like the constant rain and dense forests. The hard black-topped tables and polished imitation white marble floor were almost identical to the ones used at her old school in Phoenix.
The thought of the world of sunlight, sand, and warmth she'd left behind was quickly followed by a pang of loss, so she forcefully pushed the comparison from her mind to focus on the present.
Most, all in fact, of the tables had already been commandeered by two students, leaving her the outcast. No, wait; there was one open seat in the middle of the class by Edward Cullen. She recognized him by his unusual hair.
As she made her way through the aisle to introduce herself to the teacher and get her slip sighed, she watched him…go ridged just as she passed him. His perfect features were suddenly twisted in hostility, violent and furious. The intensity of his gaze left her shocked and unfocussed, and her foot caught on a book someone had set on the floor out of their way but very much in hers.
She tried, and failed, to catch herself on the side of the desk; it wasn't like she needed help to be clumsy. As she began to pick herself up off the floor, she felt her spine and shoulders tense as if preparing to run. That was when she noticed the room had gone quiet.
Lifting her gaze from the floor, she found herself staring into eyes as black as ink. Some unknown survival instinct told her they were the only two left in the room, and her whole body tensed in readiness as the fight or flight instinct rushed up to join it. But suddenly, without seeming to moving at all, he was flush up against her, pulling her head back and exposing her throat. One scream, cut despairingly short, escaped her lips before the world went black and her pulse slowed…then stopped.
Twenty minuets away, at the high school in the La Push reservation, the silence of an Algebra exam was shattered by a cry filled with heartbreaking notes of despair and horror. The class looked up from various test papers, worksheets, calculators, and cheat-sheets, and turned, almost in unison, to the back of the class room to find the source of the sorrowful sound.
A boy in the last row reached across the aisle and placed his hand on Jacob Black's shoulder. "Jake?"
But Jacob didn't hear him. He was staring straight ahead at nothing feeling as if he'd lost something precious, and he didn't know why.
So, I took one of Edward's plans to kill Bella from the first chapter of Midnight Sun on Stephanie Meyer's site. And gave Bella some self-preservation instincts. Well, it is supposed to an alternate reality. Liked it, didn't like it; I wanna know either way.
