A/N: This is from the begining of the Twilight series. I wrote this for my uncle who neede something to read, and reviews are welcome!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Twilight series, this is for fun, and Stephanie Meyer is entitled to the Twilight series.
Prologue
It was a rainy September day when Bella met Edward. The first day of school for students who lived in Forks, Washington, aka the rainiest place in the world. The Cullens had lived in many places, preying on animals to feed their thirst for blood. Bella knew none of this information the first day she met him, nor did she know how nice she smelled to him, and the way her hair shined made him realize how much he liked her. He knew what he wanted to do, but knew he was a Cullen and only fed on animal blood. "I-I'm Bella." she stuttered giving him a glance. He didn't answer her. He knew he'd blurt everything he was if he tried to speak to her. She thought he was rude, but was determined to become friends with him and his awesome feathered, brown hair. His golden eyes were beautiful and odd, it was what made him different from anyone else, she loved it. Right from the start she liked him and she knew it. Edward was eager for class to end, he didn't want to fight his thirst, for it was growing stronger. She was timid about him and how he looked, he was different, but she couldn't figure out why she was confused. He had to be a normal guy, was he? Was he a supernatural being? No, she was just thinking to much. She needed to stop overthinking things. One of her many flaws. Edward wondered what she was thinking. He was trying to read her mind, her thoughts but something wasn't letting him. He was trying so hard, but he was coming up with nothing. He had always been able to read everybody's mind. Why not hers? He was annoyed and he was giving up. He had to stop thinking about her, he was obsessing. He was telling himself not to obsess but he was going against himself. He had to find a way to refrain from biting her and be able to talk to her. How was he to tell her he was a vampire? Not that he could turn into aa bat or anything, but he sucked the life out of living things, animals, and he used to kill people. He was a cold blooded killer, who had no heartbeat. What was he to do about it? It wasn't his fault he had influenza and Carliise had changed him. He wanted to to live but not forever. He had eventually wanted to die and have kisa and grandkids. Bu that was gone and now all that was left was waiting, boring nights, and hope that it would all end soon. But she had goven him a new perspective, one he hadn't had in a long time. A..human perspective.