A Third Kind of Encounter
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Chapter One
Bella tapped her fingers in mild frustration against the artificial wood of the table. A tiny curl of my cold lips greeted that. Actually, it greeted every thought that had to do with Bella. Her warm, trusting brown eyes questioned my expression. Eyes that showed so clearly what she was thinking to everyone, yet hid a mind that was the most impossible to read of all. Her slender pale hands fidgeted restlessly with the corner of some package of processed food that seemed to be a staple of every human diet. She sighed when I didn't tell her the reason behind my little random smile and her eyes traveled along the wall behind me, as they often did when she was trying to make a point. I often wondered why she did that. Why she didn't just match her endlessly deep beautiful brown eyes to mine. Over time I'd gotten the impression that she could think clearer without gazing directly at me, which made the faint smile appear again, this time only in my eyes.
"What is the point? I mean, if he's anything like the rest of you, he doesn't ineed/i any help catching, well, their type of food." Bella said slowly, almost carefully. My eyes lifted to hers when she said "their type of food," rather than "your type of food." She now looked at me again, the wrapper in her hands crackling as she picked at it absently. I reached forward, picking an apple from her tray of little-eaten food a little too swiftly, but not too conspicuously. I lifted her lovely warm hand away from the bright yellow and orange wrapper and placed the apple in her palm, hearing her heart flutter familiarly faster at the touch.
"You never eat enough at lunch anymore; I'll not be responsible for you being malnourished." We were in the Fork's high school cafeteria, at our own familiar table, alone. People still passed curious stares our way, but we were minimally bothered by them. It was just more of the same: Edward Cullen and Bella Swan are still together after the summer. I wonder what's going on with them nowadays or, Ugh, I don't know what he sees in her, she is so freaking lucky… and still a little- Damn Cullen, doesn't look like anything has changed over the summer. I just wish...
Bella inspected the apple without really looking at it. "You're changing the subject, and anyway, who are you to tell me I don't eat enough at lunch?" She was smiling contentedly at the apple, peeling the brand sticker off of it's dull red skin. "Moreno Fruits" my quick eyes read from the sticker before it fell to the tan tray. I leaned back in the plastic lunch room chair before replying.
"I'm not certain, but I know that it can become very boring, centuries of being a wandering nomad. It may just be his idea of fun. Write a book that stirs everyone up and watch the reaction. It's not something we approve of, but, as he isn't causing much disturbance as of now, no one will interfere."
Bella nodded slowly, finally bringing the apple to her lips as I stared pointedly at it. Suddenly there was a loud clanking as a tray hit the floor of the lunch room and an audible gasp from to the far right of where we were both sitting shot through the humid air. My eyes, faster than every other in the building excluding my brothers' and sisters' were on the cause of the disturbance in a fraction of a fraction of a second. The creature that had given the gasp backed up rapidly into the far right wall of the lunch room and bounced against it hard, a single hand flew to its chest in shock. Her unusually tanned face was also a mask of alarm, which slowly shifted to horror. Unease filled me when I saw where her remarkably green eyes were locked: the rest of my family.
Their reactions were as different as they themselves were. Rosalie stared at the young girl in confusion. Emmett looked merely surprised. Jasper gripped the back of his chair tightly, probably a little too tightly judging by the dents in the plastic chair, his face was puzzled and a little apprehensive, obviously tasting the atmosphere and confused by it. Alice was, well Alice was watching me expectantly, her thoughts clear. What A few seconds later, Bella turned her questioning eyes to me also, the effect of being human. I looked to the new girl again as she was hurriedly picking up her tray and reassuring the blond girl next to her. Her words were clearly audible to me, even though she was all the way next to the wall.
"I'm sorry, I… I tripp… er had an asthma attack…" She was visibly flustered, fumbling with the food on the floor and trying to put it on her tray. I noted the way she refused to look at my four siblings again, keeping her eyes guarded. The blond junior I recognized now as Melanie Davidson bent down to help her. The girl looked like she was having a heart attack! Was that the Cullens she was looking at? Maybe she knows them; or maybe they've said something to her already… She's so strange. She always has that tense, harried look about her.
I used Melanie's mind to guide me to the new voice I expected to find next to her; the voice of Ivy Larken; the first new student to arrive at Forks since that fateful day when Bella had come to school in her old-as-dirt truck. Then I found her train of thought.
Insanity! Utter confusion! Tornado! Whirlpool! Mayhem! Chaos! There were not enough words to describe it! Bella's brow creased in concern as I sudden slid back in my chair, my eyes widening. This girl's mind was as different to what I sensed when I looked for Bella's as they come. It was almost like Bella didn't have a mind to my senses; but this girl had what seemed like seven minds! It was like the dial on a radio had somehow gotten itself stuck between seven stations. Half-finished thoughts whipped this way and that before I could fully grasp them. Segments of other half-completed thoughts would join another for a moment, than break away. Ideas disappeared, collided, and changed directions like I'd never seen, or heard. A muddled mess of uncontrollable confusion! Here in the very… Never have I… Not right, not right at… unnatural, an utter… what's happening to… I don't… What's the… How could nature… Maybe it wasn't… A continual…Obstruction of an… Justified reckoning to the… What was going on? This child's head was like a jungle! Even so, there was one thing that kept repeating itself in her mess of a mind. I recoiled slightly from the reckless madness and then went rigid. Bella leaned in closer to me, her face concerned.
"What is it?" She asked me softly, too softly for anyone but me, and anyone like me, too hear. I heard the same question from Alice's mind as well, and now from the other three. They were curious, confused, and maybe even a little worried. I was reluctant to admit that I didn't know.
"I've never encountered anything like her mind before. It's almost as unique as your's." I said, fondness for Bella underlined my words when I spoke of her.
"You can't hear her thoughts?" She asked anxiously.
"No, but that's just it. I can hear too many thoughts, especially ones that I'd rather not." I glanced unnecessarily to my right and I could see Alice, Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie all listening to us. "Her mind is in utter pandemonium, there's no order to her thoughts. I've never come upon a human mind this chaotic before, not even a mind of the other race like this. I can hardly tell were one thought starts and another ends!" I shifted my rigid body uneasily. "There was one thing I could definitely hear her think, no, more like scream, over and over again." I paused and a foreboding tension filled the air like static. "Death! They're dead!"
---heylo, fanfic author here, please tell me what you think so far. Promising beginning? Worth your time? Anything I could fix or that's confusing? Not enough Bella/Edward/NewGirl? Should I just give up now? Please read (though you've prolly already done that- gracias) and review, it would mean a lot! Sincerely, your fellow die-hard Twilight fan