BPOV
I had to leave. I had to leave now. The entirely unsuspecting boy was just walking down the row, unaware of how much danger he was in.
I watched him walk closer and closer. My resolve to not kill him slipped more and more with each step. I would have to get out of this.
Quickly, I got up and walked toward the teacher in the corner of the room.
"Mr. Banner?" I asked, purposely pushing a charm in my voice. "I feel sick. May I go home?"
He looked at me, surprised. I never got sick. I knew I didn't look sick. I was going to have to dazzle him. I might even have to use my power on him. Ugh.
"Please Mr. Banner?" I said, looking right into his eyes. He nodded quickly and I almost laughed, but that would ruin the effect. That had been quick. Maybe I had used my power on him. It was just so hard to tell these days. Oh well.
As I walked out the door, I glanced back at the new boy. I didn't even realize that I was glaring at him until I saw the terror in his eyes. I was going to have to keep track of what I was doing better in the future. I had all eternity to clean up my act.
I was running across the parking lot just as Alice ran around the corner.
"Late much?" I muttered under my breath.
"Sorry, sorry." She said, scowling.
"Hey, it's fine. He's not dead right? A little warning just would have been nice." Her frown turned into a smile when she saw I wasn't mad.
"Besides, I don't have the advantage you do. You can get out of class whenever you need to. I had to fake sick for fifteen minutes before he would let me out."
"Actually," I said, glad she wasn't upset anymore, "I'm not even sure I used my 'advantage' today. I can hardly tell anymore."
She tsked her tongue. "You're getting sloppy. So are you going to leave?"
"Shouldn't you already know that, little miss future-seer?" I asked. She stuck her tongue out at me.
I gasped and put my hands over my heart. I impersonated my old etiquette teacher's voice. "A lady of your rank and age should know better than to behave like that!" I mad my eyes go wide and pretended to have a seizure.
We both tried not to, but by the time Jasper showed up-having heard his wife's voice in the parking lot-we were both on the ground in hysterics.
Finally, I managed to gasp out a coherent sentence. "No, Alice. I'm not leaving. I think I can get used to his scent, besides, I couldn't stay away that long and his scent isn't going to get any better over time. I might as well just suffer."
Jasper raised a quizzical eyebrow at Alice.
"Care to explain?"
Alice glanced at me for permission to explain. I nodded. Jasper would understand. Besides, Jasper, Alice, and I were like a clique. We understood each other better than anyone else. It was like we could read each other's minds sometimes.
"Okay," Alice began, "You know all the rumors about the new kid…"
EPOV
After that particularly eventful biology class, nothing else happened out of the ordinary that day. I went home that night, ate dinner with Charlie, and then went to bed.
I dreamt of black stares and scowls.
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I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. I had slept surprisingly well. I had a better outlook on my day. The only part I was worried about was seeing Isabella again. I didn't understand why she hated me so much. Maybe she was so sick that she had to stay home today.
But even I knew I was grasping at straws. She hadn't even been sick yesterday. Oh well.
I walked outside and jumped into my truck. It took forever to get to school, but I was grateful. Now I had to hurry to class and didn't have to worry about running into Jessica. Ugh, talk about clingy.
A/N: Okay, so there's my next chapter. I know it's shorter than the last, but it was the best stopping point. Sorry. I'm hoping to get another update in tomorrow, but no promises. You all rock. I already have 6 reviews, and that's a lot for me. Thanks all my awesome readers. Just one more thing, I'm going to be skipping a lot of the fluff that they have in the book. It's way too boring to write.
