A/N: This is my first time trying out playwright structure, so be kind. I'm planning on this fic being a collection of little scenes from Twilight (hence the name) that won't necessarily go together. So don't try to make it seem logical in that way. This one takes place the evening after the first day Bella and Edward meet. Please review--I'd love to hear what you think!

(Conversation after Bella.)

The characters are in the forest, sprawled across from each other on barely-moist earth that smells of decaying leaves and rain. The canopy of leaves spreads above them, but every few feet a ray of sunlight penetrates the thick maze of branches to make the ground and the young figures on it dappled with light. The atmosphere is heavy; both characters stare across the small space between them, regret clearly written across the young man's face, hard indifference on the girl's. The silence stretches out as they are absorbed in the stare, but somehow it doesn't become awkward. Then the leaves rustle in a soft, unseen breeze, and the girl shifts, sighs softly.)

Alice: (running a hand through her short, spiky hair) So...a human? (She sighs again and places her hands in her lap, trying to stop fidgeting.)

Edward (nods): I'm going to have to stay away from school for a while.

(Another moment of silence in which Alice meets his gaze and nods, understanding.)

Alice: You can't afford to lose control. Not with her, nor anyone. Especially here.

Edward: I know. Carlisle would... (He lets his words trail off.)

Alice: What's she like?

Edward (Looks at her, lets out a sharp bark of a laugh): Don't you know?

Alice (Her gaze softens and her body stills.): Perhaps. I wanted to hear it from you.

Edward (Relenting): Too perfect. She...It took more control than I thought I had not to...set myself on her...in biology. (His perfect reserve breaks and a strangled expression crosses his face before he blurts out the next words) How am I going to make it through sitting next to her, Alice?

(Alice looks sympathetically at him, her eyes wise. She knows something--she has seen something with her talent, most likely, but Edward doesn't pester her. She will tell him when the time comes.)

Alice: What is her name?

Edward (His voice short): Bella.

Alice (whispering): Beautiful.

Edward: I want to be with her. (He bites down on his lip and turns away, as if this confession is shameful.)

Alice: You need to build up resistance against her. Otherwise... (She doesn't bother to finish her sentence; Edward knows her dark meaning.)

Edward: I'm weak. (His voice is bitter.)

Alice (Looks at him sharply as she stands up, brushing off the seat of her pants) Not true. It happens, Edward. Look at the rest of our family.

(Edward is silent, staring up at his sister from the ground.)

Alice: I need to go see Jasper.

Edward: Go. I'm staying here for a little longer.

(Alice nods and begins to turn away.)

Edward: You'll help me, won't you? (He sounds desperate.) With Bella? I know I have to learn to control myself, but...what if I don't want to stay away from her?(He is silent for a moment, staring at the back of her head.) You'll help me find a way?

Alice (turns back and smiles softly. A ray of sunlight hits her face, making it sparkle spectacularly): Of course. (She pauses.) Bella. (She shakes her head and begins walking away.) Oh, Edward.

(Alice takes off in a run, and Edward is left staring into space, fighting with his emotions as he hears the echo of Alice's chuckle.)

Edward (Wondering, as if trying the sound on his tongue): Bella.

The forest becomes quiet again, except for the soft cooing of birds somewhere above Edward. He lays back, staring up at the glowing green leaves, appearing to be lost in his thoughts. A breeze rustles his hair, his clothing, and the reader leaves him in the clearing, twirling a dark-petaled flower in his hand.