Author's Note: So there's one line I absolutely hate in Twilight because it's so wishy washy, "What if I'm not the hero, what if I'm the bad guy?" I took a little time out of my day to think about how that would change the story; this is what I came up with. Read, enjoy, and review. This is my debute piece and I don't own any of this. WARNING: Not for Edward fans!
Meeting
I was new. I was the focus of attention. I hated it. For a girl who was used to blending into the background and being perfectly happy with it, this was utter torture. I tried my best to ignore the many eyes I felt on me and I tried to convince myself the whispers I heard weren't about me. However, I'm a terrible liar, even to myself. I sat there awkwardly at lunch with the kids that went out of their way to talk to me. The one, Eric, I think has a crush on me. It's because I'm new, I'm sure. I'm a novelty. With a sigh, I got up, dumped my trash, and looked at my schedule. Biology…great.
I dragged my feet and walked as slowly as I could. Another new class, more people staring at me. At least this would be an easier class than what I was in back in Arizona; I was in advanced placement back home. Hopefully I'll be able to coast through the class and have an easy year. Somehow I doubted it…I'm pretty unlucky. I'll probably have the teacher wanting me to move up to the advanced class. With this cheery thought, I reached my class, stupid small campus. I really had no choice but to sigh and go in. I looked around; all biology classrooms seem to look the same. I shuffled in and made my way to the teacher. I handed him my sign-off sheet to him and he sent me to the only empty seat. I kept my head down until I got closer. When I looked up and I was shocked. There in the seat next to me was probably to most angelic, drop-dead-gorgeous creature I'd ever seen.
The guy had a face straight from a Michael Angelo: absolutely perfect. He had beautiful bronze hair that sat in naturally casual disarray that gave me the strange urge to just run my fingers through it. His body was that of a super model. I say all this and then my eyes met his; they were molten topaz. They seemed to sparkle and smolder as I looked into them. They pulled me in and I had no will to try to escape. Then he smiled at me: a dazzling, and heart-melting, crooked smile. Speechless, I was absolutely speechless. He stood with the grace of a dancer and he pulled out the chair that was to be mine. When I hesitated, his smile widened and he reached out for my books. Not knowing what else to do I handed them to him and sat down.
"May I introduce myself, I am Edward Cullen," he said. "You are Bella Swan?"
"Y-y-yes," I stuttered. The way he spoke was so exact, so fluent; it was like something out of a previous era. I was completely entranced.
The smile stretched a little wider, "So you are the one that's caused the uproar then?"
He chuckled and my heart melted, "Unfortunately, I am."
"I take it you don't like the attention?"
"No…I really don't."
"Well, I'm sure your novelty will wear off fairly quickly."
That was when class unfortunately started and our conversation was cut short. I was only grateful that the teacher didn't call me to the front to introduce me to the rest of the class. We went straight into the day's lab. I think it was identifying stages of mitosis, but I really don't remember. I was too entranced by the god-like vision that ended up as my lab partners. All too soon, the class was over. Edward helped me to my feet and then escorted me to my next class.
