A/N: I own nothing. Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and all its characters.
Summary:
What if Bella's blood never sang to Edward? What if it sang to Jasper instead? And what if Bella doesn't return Edwards affections? What if she likes Jasper instead?
Edward's Point of View
Another boring, useless, uneventful day at my personal purgatory, high school. Another day of information that I already know being shoved down my throat and me being forced to spit it back. Sounds like fun, doesn't it?
I had given up watching the hands on the clock slowly tick by, for it reminded me of my eternal damnation. Instead, I had taken a liking to imagining intricate patterns in the white cement wall while my English teacher droned on about some book I had already read well over fifty times.
"Alright class," the man said looking up from some papers, "since today's lesson is done, you may talk for a few minutes until the bell rings." He then looked back to his papers and let us talk amongst ourselves.
Edward, how is he holding up?
Alice's thoughts were laced with concern for Jasper, her mate and the newest to join our little "family".
I did not turn my head to her on the other side of the room, not wanting to give any little hint to the unobservant humans who knew nothing of the conversations I had with Alice in her head.
"He is doing fine. Very tempted, but has not killed anyone." I replied in a voice too fast and low for anyone but Alice or other members of my family to hear. My lips barely moved.
I glanced at her from the corner of my eye to see that she nodded her head, ever so slightly. Then, in her mind, she sifted through her visions, trying to see for certain that Jasper would not hurt any of the students here.
The bell then rang, and we were all dismissed from class.
Reluctantly, I picked up my books, or props if you will for they hold nothing that I do not already know, and walked slowly to one of my least favorite times of the day. Lunch. My siblings and I had the privilege of pretending to eat the revolting food that these humans somehow enjoy. Just fantastic.
I sat down at a table with my siblings, Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper, just as I always do. We sit by ourselves, not wanting to be bothered and no one wanting to bother us. The humans sort of feared us, not even knowing what we were. It was a good thing, less tempting for us all.
Everyone's minds in the cafeteria were buzzing with news about a new student here. Not only was this a small town, and anything new was talked about, but the girl had decided to start her school year in the middle of the year.
Her name was Isabella Swan, or Bella as she had corrected many people. I saw images of her in other people's minds. She was just another average human, with brown hair and flat, lifeless brown eyes.
It was disgusting the way some of the boys thought of her. Just because she was something new to look at, they were all thinking of how "hot" she was, and could already see themselves dating her. It made me sick.
I could hear the mind of Jessica Stanley talking to the girl as they walked into the cafeteria. Also, Mike Newton was trailing on the girl's heels, protective and possessive thoughts emanating from his mind.
God this girl is pale. Thought she was from California. Whatever, Mike will probably talk to me because I'm showing around the new girl. Maybe he will finally ask me on a date.
I could not take Jessica's mind anymore, so I thought I would switch to the new girl, and see what she was thinking. But I could not find her mental voice. I concentrated a little harder on the space next to Jessica, but all I heard was silence.
I looked to where they were standing, feeling uneasy having to check on my extra hearing. When I looked, I was not prepared for what I was about to see. This new girl, Bella, was the most beautiful human I had ever seen. Her wavy dark brown hair fell to the small of her back. She had skin that looked like white cream. Chocolate brown eyes were set in her heart shaped face. Eyes that were suddenly looking into mine.
I looked away, not wanting to scare her on her first day here. I could see the blush forming on her cheeks. It was a good thing Jasper had not seen the blood pool in her cheeks. He was thirsty enough already, and he did not need any more temptations.
How could I not read her mind? It was basically my duty to read all the humans mind, making sure that they did not suspect anything about us. It was natural for her to stare. My siblings and I all had extremely pale skin, and we were beautiful to her kind. All vampires had these traits.
I continued to look at her. For some reason, I was intrigued by her. I wanted to know her, and know her likes and dislikes. It was a strange feeling that I had never experienced before. Even stranger, I was hoping that she felt the same way.
My first.
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