The Hidden World

Based on TWILIGHT

Written by: Sydney Campbell

Prologue

My eyes widened in horror. Did he just do what I thought he did? His smile was effortless. My heart broke every time he gazed at me with those eyes. His hand disappeared through the wall. I gasped. He stayed silent. Waiting for my response. I couldn't wrap my head around it. Either that, or I just didn't want to. My mouth opened, with the words hanging from my tongue. But silence devoured me, and I closed my mouth unable to speak. All of this started happening when I'd first met him at school. What I had thought of the expression in his yellow eyes as hatred was nearly regret. He regretted knowing me...he regretted not being able to go one day without seeing me...but he never admitted to being sorry for loving me. His name is Patrick Breeding...and he was a ghost...

Just the Beginning
If you would've told me the minute I walked into the cafeteria today, I'd see him, and my whole world would change, just by his glance...I admit, I would've ran. That's too much to take before breakfast. But if you would've simply said he'd turn out to be my soulmate, who I'd fall absolutely in love with...I probably would've at least heard you out...
I closed the door to my car behind me, and slid my bag over my shoulder. I was aware of all the eyes starring at me. Their eyes didn't ever blink. I grew nervous. K Suddenly someone was by my side smiling.

"Hey, you're Ally right?" I nodded.

"I'm Ronay...you can call me Nay." She glanced at my transcript.

"Looks like we have 1st period together." She said cheerfully. I wouldn't say this out loud, but her cheerfulness was irritating. I kept walking. Ronay waved to some unfamiliar faces. One was a boy with light brown hair that barely reached his ears, and a girl with long blond hair, and freckles. You would think freckles would look nerdy on her, but they only added to her angelic image. I even thought I saw a halo.

"Hi", the boy smiled. Not another cheerful voice.

"I'm Billy." I forced a smile, and shook hands with him while the girl glared with jealousy. He looked at her, as if just noticing her, and added.

"This is Tesha." Tesha glared. I felt my blood boiling. I had just learned her name, and yet she already had a reason to hate me.

I had Chemistry 1st period." Ronay just so happened to have the only free table in the entire classroom.

"How do you like Tyler?" I hate it. I hate the country...I wasn't prepared for the cement deprivation.

"It's...growing on me.." I wasn't completely lying. She nodded and leaned in whispering.

"It gets better. Plus the boys here, are like no other." I had no idea then how true her statement would be. I smiled innocently, and just prayed for the bell to ring.

2nd period was better. I had the back corner. Billy was sitting in front of me, and another unfamiliar face was to the left of me. He turned in my direction admiring his view, and smiled.

"Hello, I'm Eddie. You're Ally right?" I nodded. His smile was flawless, yet it had a seductive reason behind it. I reluctantly shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you." That time I was only lying partially. walked to the front of the class passing out worksheets.

"This is just a review", he announced.

"I want to see what you can remember from Algebra." I gazed down at my paper, and completely blanked. I had missed a semester of Algebra last year because my mom wanted me to go to Arizona with her boyfriend, who had a tour with his band.

"Psst." I turned to my left. Eddie was pointing to his paper making vast hand movements. I strained to understand.

"What?" He held up his paper and mouthed.

"The answers." I sighed and shook my head, no thanks. I'll just struggle on my own. Thankfully the bell rang. I had spaced out on Problem 3.

Continued…
He caught my gaze the minute my eyes laid on him. We starred at each other. Both unaware of the numerous people in the cafeteria, buzzing around us. His face was angelic…pure perfection. His eyes were golden yellow, intense; almost burning my eyes as he gazed into him. Fully aware of the blazing pain, I couldn't look away. I felt my blood chill…I couldn't more. His hair was black and curly…everything about him screamed Runway Model. He turned his head suddenly to talk to the guy that sat across from him, and beside a girl with purple and black spiked hair. She looked like a fairy from one of those Tinkerbell stories my dad use to tell me to get me to sleep with I was 6. Her eyes a light purple…almost periwinkle. She was holding hands with the guy next to her. He was slender…blond, but I couldn't see his eyes…there blocked some how by a gray cloud. But still I had a feeling he was starring back. They were all a dangerous pale…almost…like a corpse. I felt a tap on my shoulder, breaking our trance.

"Ally, over here. Sit with us." I nodded and followed her to an already crowded table. Ronay pushed a seat for me next to Billy and motioned me to sit there. Joy. I could feel stares on my back and turned my head. The guy with the golden yellow eyes was starring at me. Tesha's eyes followed my gaze, and was unable to hide her pleasure as she muttered loudly.

"That's Patrick Breeding...so out of your league."

"He's out of everyone's league." Added a girl who sat behind me in Psychology, but I couldn't put my finger exactly on her name.

"No one at school seems to be good enough for him" Ronay clarified. Tesha still smirked, knowing she'd crushed my thoughts...and dare I say, hopes before it even had a chance to blossom.

"Ally, you ok?" Billy asked. His expression was concerned, but his eyes read jealousy as he stole a quick glance in patrick's direction. I nodded and looked away from him. I looked at the girl who had come to my rescue, faintly remembering her telling me her name was Lesa.

"Who are the others?" Ronay rolled her eyes.

"The girl is Nesha, and the boy's name is Dylan. They always sit together...there use to be 5 but Jasmine and Matt graduated last year. They live together and they're always together..." There was a trace of annoyance in her voice.

"So they're all family?" I asked for clarification. She nodded.

"And they date." I ignored that last statement, tuning her out to get one last glance. Patrick was still starring…