Daylight
BellaPOV
Chapter 2
''Why do humans have to smell so nice?'' I groaned under my breath, we had all exited my silver Volvo, and were headed for the main office. ''For god sakes, it's like they want to be eaten, or smelled, or eaten.''
''Bella,'' Jasper laughed. ''they can't help it.''
I grumbled something along the lines of, ''Just because you have better self-control.'
It was true, he did, and that was saying something, I had the worst control in the world, I couldn't stand to be near humans for too long, I think about the prospects of killing myself even more every time I kill, it seems fair, kill myself for killing, a suitable punishment for a mass murderer.
Though that would kill my family, I knew it would, so I held off on the offing of myself. I was at peace with this life, with what I was, I didn't like it, but I didn't particularly hate it either.
We strode into the office to be met with a redheaded curly haired woman who was in her late forties. She looked at Jasper and Emmett in a way that caused Rose to sniffle a laugh and me to debate on being amused or repulsed. Rose would be jealous if the woman, whose name plate said Shelly Cope, was any younger, and not out on the prowl.
''We're the Cullen's and Hale's.'' Emmett smiled at the woman whose heartbeat sped up, ew, she even blushed, but I knew Emmett was just teasing the poor woman, so I stepped in, by hitting Emmett, my idiot brother was so stupid.
And the worst part? Right now, in the legal sense of it all, Emmett was my brother, a year older, but still. Rose and Jasper were said to be twins, around my age, which was eighteen, (though I was really frozen at three days before seventeen, Rose at nineteen, Jasper at eighteen and Emmett at twenty-one.) though Emmett was in the same year as us, he had been held back, which I liked to point out to humans, a lot.
Ms. Cope handed us our timetables, and I dreaded to think what was going through her mind, thank god I couldn't read minds.
I had English first, which was great, English was my best subject, though I should hope so, I was a published author after all. I didn't use my real name, Marie Platt. Marie being my middle name and Platt being Esme's name before her first marriage, she was the one who pushed for me to have my books published, who said I could do it, my number one supporter.
Without her there would be no 'Dawn Trilogy' a series of three books about a girl who never knew what she was, while mourning the loss of her sister and surviving her abusive dad, and well, long story short, she has abilities and someone paid for her go to New York where she falls in love and then almost loses the guy she loves.
It was hard to write, sure I had read so many books on romance, love, but I had never experienced it, nor had I much desire to. It's not like I could find some suitable vampire out there for me, or that there was a good human either. Even if I did fall for a human, I would just eat him, literally, plus if I did fall for someone and they died, so would I. I've seen how Esme and Carlisle and Rose and Emmett look at each other, a part of me wants that, but ninety percent of me didn't want the hassle of someone, of even looking.
English though, English wasn't as glamour's as I thought it would be, there was no doubt it was still my favourite subject, but the people in that class, god how I despised them.
Jessica Stanley was a small girl with light brown curly ringlets piled on top of her head, adding to her height. Her friend, Lauren Mallory, was a bleach blonde girl with an abundance of fake tan and makeup, though she was pretty to look at, I'll give her that, once the humans got over the smell of fake tan that was.
''She can't eat, look at how skinny she is! And the way all the boys are drooling over her, like size zero eat-a-celery-stick-a-day is attractive.''
Lauren was furious with me, and jealous, very jealous, she shouldn't be, but then again her words shouldn't affect me. I was a higher species to her, I could kill her in less than a second, not that I would, or that she knew that, but I still could.
I told myself her words had no effect on me; they only held memory's draping over my head, taunting me.
It had only been about a hundred years ago that I had gone to school, the days I could go, I didn't like to think about the days I couldn't.
Jessica snorted. ''I know, little bitch thinks she's better than us all, she hasn't even looked at anyone yet, she can't even give anyone the time of day.''
I tried to ignore the 'little bitch' remark, as it brought back more memory's than I liked. I don't think I'm better than them, well not really, to prove them wrong, I turned to them, they were right behind me, and glared, I could basically see them both think 'Holy shit.' Plus, I would never give any human like that my time of day, when you're a vampire, living in eternal darkness, daylight is not to be taken lightly.
So, we spend our daylight hours in school, naturally.
I turned around then, the bell had rung, I made my way to Government, but as I passed the girl's bathroom, something caught my senses.
First my ears, they picked up the frantic sound of a heartbeat, the ragged breathing of a girl, obviously trying to keep the tears at bay, though some sobs escaped, there was no salty smell of tears.
Next was my nose, it smelt blood. Though I don't know how I knew it was blood, it smelt like water, nothing, I just sensed this water blood, I had no desire to drink it.
Next were my eyes. I obviously went to investigate, if a human was bleeding and in pain, I couldn't leave them, especially when the blood was weak, and though that part confused me, I rounded into the bathroom to help the human.
Sorry this was late! My internet was down for the whole weekend so I had no control over it, sorry! Chapters will be at least a thousand words long, sometimes longer. ;)xxx
-BATTM