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Crimson Secrets
Chapter 1: A Rumor
January 26th Mid 1960's
EPOV
The morning attendance was being taken by Professor Callaway…..
I wonder if the rumors are true…
"Lockland, Steven?"
…are they actually going to make the East NYC Tech High co-ed?…
"Here!"
…I hope Emmette was only joking when he said that female blood is far more enticing than males…
"Martins, Jackson?"
..what if I lost control? What if Jasper did? What would Carlisle do?…
"Here!"
…I really like New York, I don't want to make Esme move again…
"Masen, Edward?"
…God I hope he was joking…
"Masen, Edward?"…… "MASEN!"
I snapped out of my inner panic attack with a shove from Jasper.
"Present, Professor!"
Callaway gave me a dirty look for wasting his time and continued on down the list with McCarthy, Emmette ,who's thoughts came to me after he supplied his "Here".
If he knew you were here, why didn't he just continue down the list…prick!
I forced myself to pay attention to the morning's trigonometry lesson, even though as a vampire, my senses were far above human, and my ability to read minds, was a definite upper hand concerning comprehension. The rest of my classes especially English had come rather naturally to me. With a father who actually lived through half of what we were learning in history, there wasn't much for me to study hard for.
Although I tried to distract myself with classes and weather, there was this lingering rumor that kept floating through my head since eight o'clock this morning, when insipid Michael Newton told his friend Eric Yorkie about the three female students that would be coming to the school starting next week.
It was hard however to hear the thoughts of my father when he was several floors above me. The school was packed with two thousand rowdy teenage boys, who made it sometimes hard to hear your own thoughts
During my lunch hour I headed up to Carlisle's office in the Biology department, to ask him if that particular piece of information was true. On my way there however, Jasper stopped me.
"I was just about to go speak with Carlisle."
"I already spoke with him."
"So…what did he say?"
Well it's true, there are going to be three girls joining the junior class next Monday. But Carlisle says not to worry about it. They probably wont be in any of our classes. Edward you have a lot of control, I think it's me who you should be worried about. I haven't been a "vegetarian" as long as you and Emmette.
I gave him a weak, understanding look that I knew he did not buy, and headed up the stairs to Carlisle, for a few words of my own.
The door to Carlisle's office was locked shut, but by the sound of his thoughts I knew he was in there….with Esme.
I turned to go back down the stairs. I could leave this conversation for tonight. But when I started my descent, I saw Newton going up to the seventh floor and I realized that I really needed a lot of questions I needed answered.
I had been around human females before. I saw them everyday. But what if one of them happened to be walking down the hallway one day, by herself with no one around? What if she got a paper cut? Just a tiny amount of blood ran down her finger…just imagining it, made my mouth pool with venom, and my throat burn. Carlisle would be so disappointed in me, even in my thoughts right now.
I turned back and softly rapped at the door. There was a mix of shuffling that only took half a second, and a chair moved across the linoleum floor. Carlisle's thoughts filled my head as he came to the door, the vivid images I was trying so hard to block were topped off with a "we have to stop doing that in the school." from Esme.
When the door opened Carlisle looked at me apologetically and said "Sorry Edward, come in."
I walked into the furnished office, and took a seat across from a carved mahogany desk. There were piles of official notices, business letters and a large grade book sitting in front of him. Behind were I sat was Esme. I nodded a hello to her before I sat down to look at the man who had been the closest thing to a father that I could remember.
"Carlisle, I…I just spoke to Jasper, and…and I wanted to talk to you also."
Come on Edward, just tell him your worried, about yourself, what you might do.
I thought to myself.
"Edward, I know that you think that you might loose control, but I am confident, that will not happen. You are stronger than you think you are. I am pretty sure that you will not even notice them."
It's Jasper we should look out for. I'm sure he's already shared this with you.
Esme came up from behind me to and put a hand on my shoulder.
"Don't worry Edward." Her voice was kind and calming. "Your brothers, Carlisle and I are always here."
Thank you, mother.
"You should head towards your next class now, the hour is almost ending."
I turned and walked towards the door, when Carlisle called back to me.
And, Edward, try to walk a little slower, I saw you entering your English class, you blew the books right out of Ray Morris's hands.
I chuckled as I walked out of the office, and consciously slowed my walking pace.
The rest of the day went by slowly as usual, most of the men in my school anticipated the arrival of the three new datable students. I would just keep my mind on avoiding all contact with them, and making sure Jasper did also.
On my way out of the building I met up with Jasper and Emmette, who decided they would take the subway today. I took the subway almost everyday, but had never been in a train car once in my entire existence.
We made our way down a dark deserted alley. It turned into a back building that was used for shirt making during the war. Emmette lifted a manhole cover and Jasper and I slid in as he followed behind us. We landed about gracefully, twenty-five feet below the ground and made our way towards the loud rumbles of the R line.
It took us about five minutes to get out of the manhole cover on ninety-fifth street that was located behind a Greek dinner.
Our house was secluded from the others in the neighborhood. It was behind a small park and the entrance was a small path that opened to the ocean. The only way to see the front is to be sailing into the harbor.
We walked in and resumed or positions that we took every night for the past year and a half. Jasper went into his room that faced the dark woods of the park. He, out of the five of us was the most vulnerable to human scent, so he usually stayed to the back of the house were there was a lack of breeze. Emmette turned on the television set and began to watch "I Dream of Genie". I heard his booming laugh from the roof were I sat looking out into the New York sunset. I spent most of my free time up there. I was a quiet place, the seclusion of my house freed me from volume of the millions of thoughts I heard everyday.
The weekend went by slowly and I was a bit anxious Monday morning when I dropped into the manhole behind the dinner. The subways putrid smell whipped by my nose as I ran a bit slower today than usual. When we emerged out of the dark alley, I spotted Newton and Yorkie fixing their hair in a candy shop window. Newton's thoughts were disgusting and Yorkie was just pathetic. Emmette couldn't control to snicker at the sight of them.
As we walked into the main lobby Jasper caught my attention.
They are all so anxious…its just a few girls.
We sat in our seats for first period trigonometry and Callaway started to call attendance again when Esme walked in the room.
She walked over to the professor and whispered in his ear. He watched her as she left the room.
That's a married woman Callaway, and my mother.
Esme came back into the room followed by three very beautiful girls. The thoughts of every male in the room went wild. The first girl was a drop dead gorgeous blonde that had some of the boys in the front rows, squirming in their seats. I heard her thoughts regarding their reaction.
Ugh, well Rose you knew this would happen, I hope none of them start fighting over something they cant have. I know I'm a fox, can't blame them for their reaction. I wonder if what Alice said was true.
Someone's conceited, not my type.
The girl standing next to her in the center was very excited, with straight black hair that whipped out at the bottom. She was bouncing on her toes and had an odd smirk on her face.
These boys think their so smart, wait till we get going. I can't wait to see the look on their faces when they hear Bella in English, she'll have them drooling when she analyzes Romeo and Juliet.
I looked to her left to the girl who must be Bella. Her name couldn't suit her more. The second her eyes met mine I stopped breathing. I really didn't need to, but never had I reacted to anyone this way. Her beautiful mahogany hair came to her thin waist as it curved around her shoulders. Her angel face would have brought me to my knees if I were standing. I couldn't take my eyes off her. What creature is this? How could she make me feel this way in just one look? How can she have this strange terrifying power over me? I want her.
No, Edward, snap out of it, you can't.
I tried to calm myself but it didn't work.
I listened for her thoughts. Maybe they could give away something about her.
Nothing……Nothing……What?
Was she thinking at all?
That's when I noticed the caramel color of her eyes.
No human has that color. The others girls have the same. Wait, their skin is pale like mine. And the dark circles under their eyes. No, no, that's impossible, all three?
Suddenly a voice was calling me, a voice I just heard before. It was the girl in the center.
Hello, Edward Masen.
"Gentlemen, I would like to introduce you to three young ladies…"
I know you can hear me. My name is Alice Brandon.
"…who will be joining your class for the spring term."
These are my sisters Rosalie, and Bella.
"Ms. Rosalie Hale, Ms. Alice Brandon, and Ms. Isabella Swan."
Meet us during the sixth hour in Carlisle's office.
They took their seats in front of me , Jasper and Emmette. I stole a quick glance at my brothers who gave me looks of understanding. The rest of the hour went by with Callaway's droning. I spent most of the time trying to hear something from this Bella's mind. But again there was just utter silence coming from this strange beautiful girl. Alice looked back at Jasper for a quick moment. When she looked away, I caught a smile grow on my brother face that reached his eyes.
It was pretty hard to push the perverse thoughts coming from all the hormonal teenagers boys coming from all around me. Their extreme fantasies were causing me to become very annoyed and uncomfortable.
What was really holding my attention though was the intoxicating scent coming from the mysterious girl sitting in front of me. But she wasn't a girl. All of them, they were vampires.
But also how could this Alice know about my power? I looked into her mind to see what was there that gave her this knowledge.
As I shuffled through her thoughts about the school and about her sisters I came upon her secret. I saw it in her head, me sitting next to Bella in the park behind my house. Then it changed to the six of us in Carlisle's office, then Jasper walking down a street with Alice.
These were not fantasies these were visions.
I replayed the vision of Bella and me in the park over and over again in my head. So this is how Alice knew. She had visions of the future. Carlisle would be interested in seeing what else she could See.
These three vampire girls were nothing that we expected. But I just couldn't keep my mind off that vision.
I saw Emmette tap the back of Rosalie's chair. She took a quick look at him from behind her and gave him a sly smirk.
I think I'm going to have a lot of fun with this one. Eh, Edward?
Emmette gave me a similar sly smile and went back to making small taps at the back of Rosalie's chair.
Sorry Newton, your out of luck.