Blind Sight

Chapter 1

I had lived in Forks for twelve years before I moved to Florida. Florida wasn't dry but it was mostly full of sun and water. The beach was a place I frequently went to with friends from school. Yea… they were friends, but not the kind of friends one would see fit to keep. They were more like my gossip group; the ones you could depend on to tell some secret information on someone else's personal life. Good friends right? I thought so. 'Fake' was the word for them, but they were the only cause for my popularity; I couldn't really complain could I?

They were the tall beach blonde bimbos who got a tan every time their money would allow them to. They hung out at the beach in very skimpy bikinis, hoping that the hot surfer guy from 6th period chemistry would notice one of them sitting there eyeing him slyly; hoping he might become one the next victims from our high school population to be in love them. I sigh with pity every time I think about it. How I became drawn into a circle like that? I'll never know. All I can say is that I wasn't happy…not one bit.

I finally moved back to Forks at the age of 17. I was a senior and loving every minute of it. I had friends, I had a wonderful boyfriend, Greyson (Honors Society President, and he came from a very respected family), I was making good grades and I didn't have to worry about what others thought of me. All of the drama in my teenage life was finally beginning to settle down. And I didn't want it to end…at least not too quickly.

Forks had its advantages and disadvantages, just like anywhere else. And it also had its mysteries; mysteries, such as the Cullen family for example. I'd only glanced at the family at lunch, but I'd never met their parents…ever. Mr. and Mrs. Cullen had adopted all 5 of them before they moved to Forks; when they had lived in Alaska.

There was Emmett Cullen, the tall, bulky, yet handsome elder brother. He had a very strong "muscle-man" physique. But he had a smile to die for. Then there was the other older sister, Rosalie Hale. She looked like the perfect runway model out of Vogue fashion magazine; her long blonde hair, that seemed to glow a bright white in certain lighting, big blue eyes that flashed black and gold, and a body that curved in the right areas…hell, she had curves most girls, such as myself, have never even seen before. Then next to Rosalie, there was her brother Jasper Hale, the quiet one. He had long platinum blonde hair that he kept either lose or in a ponytail. He looked down a lot always seeming to be in a world of deep thought. He rarely looked up from his daydreaming, and when he did, it felt as if the world were suddenly warmer…as if nothing at that moment could possibly go wrong. Now these 3 were seniors…the other two were juniors. Alice and Edward.

Alice Cullen, was the younger sister. She was slim but shorter than Rosalie. She wore the latest 'punk' attire with pink and black striped tights, black boots, a pink top with Betty Boop on the front and a black miniskirt at times. She had short, spiked, black hair that had a tint of red. Her dark eyes always smiling and she never seemed to judge. She held graceful strides in her movements (well all of them did really) but her was extreme; she would've made any ballerina jealous. Heh…

And then there was Edward Cullen, the brother that probably most girls in the school have actually dreamt about. Even though he was only a junior, I must admit I've had my share of thoughts about the mysterious god, before I met my Greyson. Edward was tall and thin with a few muscles here and there. He was pale with little color in his cheeks. His black hair gave off a strange bronze texture; it almost seemed to glow in the light sometimes. His eyes were gold, almost inhuman. He rarely smiled, yet when he did, I melted. I thought I'd glimpsed him one day in the light as he was walking quickly to the hospital entrance, of coarse he was moving so fast I was probably mistaken.

They were by far the most mysterious subjects anyone could talk about in Forks…that is why I liked it. There was no room for gossip in this town, because there was nothing to gossip about. I always did want to talk to them, but even just the sight of them made me freeze in my steps. I just didn't…well, I just couldn't do it. I just moved on with my life.

I remember my days there as if it were yesterday. It was a Tuesday, February 16. I was getting ready for school. For some reason I couldn't seem to function properly on Tuesdays. My body was in control from the moment I woke up to the time I stepped outside of the house. As usual, I picked out an outfit to wear at the last minute. I brushed my now red hair into place. I'd recently had blonde hair, but decided to let the color grow out…I'd missed my red too much. I hated my face without makeup, it looked wrong. I placed my foundation on, my shimmer skin toned eye shadow, and black eye liner. My lips were always unusually red so I only put lip gloss on to make them shine. Yes…I was quite vain but I was still in the habit of showing off anything and everything about myself, whenever I possibly could. A habit I inherited from dear ole' Florida.

I gathered my books and stuffed them in my bag. I dragged my belongings and myself downstairs to my fruit juice and granola bar; a healthy diet to keep me in shape for prom.

No one was home so I didn't have to ever worry about "Good Mornings" and "Goodbyes". Dad was a real estate agent, and Mom was a doctor at the local hospital, so they usually left home early. I sat down in the kitchen and stared out of the window into the sunny morning. Of coarse it wasn't going to be the nice warmth like it used to be in Florida. It was more along the lines of a warm yet breezy day. My cat, Peanut, crawled towards my feet and nuzzled his head against my ankle. I picked him up and kissed his nose. He was a white cat with brown spots all over; his amethyst eyes shining out. I always wondered how he ended up with amethyst eyes; even so they were gorgeous. I picked up my bag and walked over to the cupboard. I poured some food for Peanut and left some water. I walked out into the hallway, making sure everything was nice and neat; in order as it should be.

"Good". I said aloud. I walked out of the house and locked the front door. My parents had gotten me a car for my 17th birthday. A cute, crème colored, Italian mini-cooper. It had black upholstery, black interior and black carpet. I loved it the moment I laid eyes on it. I unlocked the door and placed my book-bag in the backseat, afterwards climbing into the driver's side and starting the car. The radio turned on automatically as soon as the car started. The station began booming out "Fall Out Boy" and I sang along. Heh…the only time I ever sang was when Me, Myself, and I were the only ones listening. Another habit of shyness I figured I'd never relieve myself of.

I pulled into my parking spot, as usual, letting my mind and body drive me wherever without me ever noticing my surroundings or how I got there. I suppressed a yawn and my eyes began to water. I dragged myself forward, noticing that my body was finally tired and wanted my brain to do the thinking. It finally registered to me that I needed to wake up. I ran my fingers through my hair and massaged my head.

"Morning sunshine." A voice said to me from behind. I turned around and received a kiss from Greyson. He had deep curly brown hair and big chocolate eyes. His smile lit up a room, and definitely woke me up that morning. I embraced his hug as he lifted me into the air and back down again.

"How are you?" he asked; his deep voice reverberating through my head.

"Sleepy…"I yawned. "Oh so sleepy."

"What time did you stay up last night?"

"Ten…Twelve…something. I don't remember. You?" I asked smiling up at him in spite of my exhaustion. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and kissed me softly on the cheek.

"You need to get some sleep you know?"

"Uh-huh." He walked me to my French class. Mrs. Duboire was absent so we had a sub. Instead of doing the assigned work, I stared out the window. There were a few kids walking out on the campus, never minding school rules.

"Adrienne…Adrienne." I looked over and saw Jessica Stanley hissing at me. "Do you have your assignment from last class?"

"No. Why?" I asked.

"I need it." She said desperately looking around.

"I do." Said a voice from behind.

"Oh…uh…thanks." Jess said cautiously. I never knew why Jessica had said this in such a surprised way. I never knew who offered their homework to her either, because I had turned back to look at the window. I didn't understand what was up with me. That day felt different; as if something different would happen. The rest of the day, however, passed with a blur.

I went to lunch and sat with Greyson- who had currently been listening intently to a rather rapid conversation with his best friend Sean and my best friend, Jennie.

"What's up?" I asked Jennie. She had been eyeing another table for a while.

"Fresh meat." She said softly. Her eyes were narrowed and focused- a very non-Jennieish way. Jennie was sweet with copper colored eyes and chocolate brown hair with streaks of blonde running through. Her cheeks-which were usually warm and rosy- were now redder than usual, as if she were sick.

"What do you mean?" I asked. She nodded her head in the direction of the table she'd been staring at momentarily. I looked over and saw it was Jessica's table. The usual people sat there. There was Mike Newton, Jessica Stanely, Lauren Mallorey, Tyler, Eric, Angela Weber, and…there was someone else…someone not so familiar.

"Who's that?" I asked eyeing the new girl. She had long, thick brown hair that reached to the center of her back. Every time she moved her head to the side, I could tell she had a small heart-shaped face; pale skin, rosy lips and cheeks and big, brown almond shaped eyes. She sat there apparently listening to Jessica talk.

"Dunno." Jennie said wearily. She was eyeing Greyson and Sean now. " All they can talk about is the 'new girl'." I looked at the both of them. They had stopped talking and where now staring at her. I scooted closer to Greyson and wrapped my arm around his, gently humming into his ear. He shuddered a little and turned to look down at me. He smiled sweetly.

"Ready to go?" He asked. The bell rang; he looked up laughing.

"No choice." I answered back. All four of us stood up and began to leave the cafeteria. "So…who is she?" I asked politely.

"Who?"

"Her…the new girl? Who is she?" Sean eyed Greyson apprehensively.

"Oh her. Her name is Isabella Swan. She…"

"Chief Swan's daughter?" Jennie interrupted.

"Yup." Sean said. "Just moved here."

"From where?" I asked. Sean looked at Greyson.

"Dunno really. I'll have to check up on that…"

"No. No don't worry I'll find out sooner or later…myself." I added. "This town is too small. And this school is too small she's bound to have at least one class with me." I said. A cold, icy, shiver was undulating up and down my spine. It was incredibly unfamiliar, but at that moment I felt obliged to hold on to it with all my might.

I walked to the front office where I helped out for service learning. No one was there when I arrived so I decided to go to the back and tried to read. Of coarse…that the thing, I tried to read. It didn't work. I couldn't stop thinking about…her.

"Isabella Swan?" I muttered to myself. She's not that interesting. I thought. She's not at all intriguing…heh…nor that pretty… I looked down to examine my nails and began fiddling with my fingers. He used to look at me that way.

"Adrienne? You there?" It was Mrs. Cope. She stuck her head in the doorway and smiled sweetly at me. "You gonna come out any time soon?"

"Yea. I'm coming." I said getting up. I followed her out into the main room of the office.

"Take these and run them off for me." Mrs. Cope said handing me two recently printed documents. I took them and walked into the other room. I spent the remainder of the period doing errands such as these. It wasn't until 3:30- when school let out- that I heard voices out in the main room. Even though the machine was loud and jumpy, I could still be sure that I was indeed hearing voices out in the main part of the office. The copying machine pummeled to a stop as I grabbed the papers. I opened the door walking forward into the main room.

"Actually, Edward, Physics is pretty much full right now." Mrs. Cope said. A small gasp escaped from my frozen lips. Edward? He never came here. I peered out and saw him thin, tall, and beautiful as ever, standing there sweetly smiling down at Mrs. Cope; as if he loved her. "Mr. Banner hates to have more than twenty-five students in a class-"

"I wouldn't be any trouble." He said. God he was so unbelievably gorgeous…but what was he up to? I narrowed my eyes.

"I know that, Edward. But here just aren't enough seats as it is…"

"Could I drop the class then? I could use the period for independent study."

"Drop Biology?" Her mouth fell open. Okay…who wouldn't want to drop Bio Mrs. Cope? That's no surprise. "You wouldn't have enough credits to graduate."

"I'll catch up next year."

"Maybe you should talk to your parents about that."

"Please Mrs. Cope?" His voice was smooth and compelling. "Isn't there some other section I could switch to? I'm sure there has to be an open slot somewhere? Sixth hour biology can't be the only option." He smiled at her.

"Well, maybe I could talk to Bob- I mean Mr. Banner. I could see if-" She stopped mid-sentence. I noticed why. I looked at Edward, whose eyes had gone a deep blood red, and whose face and body had gone rigid and still. He began to turn slowly to face the door. I look at the entrance, and noticed –to my own distaste- Isabella Swan slouching against the wall looking back at Edwards face, utterly terrified of what she was seeing. He turned to look at Mrs. Cope a bit hesitantly. She shrank away from him.

"Never mind….I can see that it's impossible. Thank you so much for your help." With that he spun around and launched from the room. I looked after him realizing I was holding my breath. Isabella's eyes rested on the spot where he was recently standing. My eyes narrowed as it suddenly occurred to me that I really didn't like her. I was going to find out why she had such a huge affect on the guys here…not to mention why she had the opposite affect on the most gorgeous guy at the school. I watched her walk out of the door, and five seconds afterwards followed her to the parking lot.