The people around my table looked between me and the boy several times before Angela poked me in the side, " You know Edward Cullen?" She whispered. I shook my head as I stood and followed him into the hall in a dream-like state. When we were alone he looked at me for what seemed like hours, but really I know it was only a minute or two. Still staring at me he asked " What are you? ".
I literally felt like I could just collapse and crawl into a cave.. My one goal for this year was to make sure nobody knew I was different, and what happens my first day here? " Um.. I have no idea what you're talking about. " I said. " Oh really? Well then why does your scent smell like one of my kind, but different somehow? " He asked with a very aggravated look on his face. " One of your kind? ... What?" I asked stupidly.
"Well I used a different shampoo this morning.." I lied, knowing that this guy was not human anymore. " and even if I was different, who are you to make fun of me for it?" I challenged, trying to get him to think that I had normal human emotions. He got a look of realization on his face and told me he was sorry in a very low voice that he probably thought I couldn't hear, and he stormed back into the lunch room. My whole cover is blown! Do I have to move? Should I call mom and ask her what to do? As these thoughts swam around in my head I decided to just walk calmly back to my table, like nothing ever happened. Everyone gave me weird looks the rest of the period, but I think they just thought it would be best not to ask... And I don't blame them.
This man-boy that I now know as Edward Cullen was going to ruin my life, and I just couldn't have that. When lunch ended I looked over at their table to see that Edward was the only one still there. I wonder what happened?.. Everyone else in the cafeteria was gone and it was just Edward, some lunch ladies, and myself. He noticed that I was still there and glared at me. 'What did I ever do to him?' I thought. I walked confidently to the table and sat down. He looked surprised but quickly recovered, " What do you want," he asked. " I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry for how I acted earlier, it's just that I'm new and don't really know anyone.." I started to cry. I STARTED TO FREAKING CRY. I have no idea why but I just felt like that was the best thing I could do to make my cover believable.
He didn't look sympathetic or anything, his eyes stared into my blurry ones and then he laughed. Not the kind of laugh you would expect when a person cries, but a real one like if someone said the funniest joke on earth. "What?" I asked angrily. He just sighed and said "You don't have to pretend anymore, I know exactly what you are.". He gave me a smirk as I felt my world crumble around me.