Note: The second chapter starts speeding up, but it still might be a little boring. (Laughs nevously) It will get better, I promise.
Disclaimer: Sadly, last time I checked my ID, my name was not Stephanie Meyer, so I do not own Twilight, or any of the characters in it. (sighs again)
Edward's POV:
My family and I had arrived in the cafeteria of our new school not realizing there was another vampire in town; indeed it was rather surprising that Alice hadn't Seen her.
She possessed inhuman beauty and grace as well as impossibly pale skin all that mark our kind, her copper hair waving around her flawless and hauntingly familiar face. Her eyes were a dark onyx, marking that she was thirsty, but a slight rim of golden brown around her pupils told me she was similar to us in her eating habits, not feeding off of humans. But she had stopped dead in surprise, and I sensed there was something more beyond her reaction than practically running into 5 possible hostile vampires.
Her dark eyes bored directly into mine, holding a faint recognition as if she had known me from somewhere. But I am quite sure we have never met. Her expression held surprise and a hint of amazement, but there was the barest flicker of deep anger deep within her gaze. I instinctively reached out to probe her thoughts. I almost physically recoiled when I realized that I couldn't hear what she was thinking. That had only happened once before, with Bella….
No don't think about her, I chided myself. You very likely ruined her life;, how guilty I feel about that now! She is probably dead by this time, and I can't bring myself to check. If she is still alive, it would bring back horribly painful memories for her, I couldn't bear to hurt my angel a third time. Sometime you'll have to learn to let go…
Pain ripped through my unbeating heart as my thoughts turned towards my love of long ago.
I wretched my consciousness back to the present and to the strange vampire before me. Looking at her facial features again, I felt a sense of déjà vu, and a powerful emotion I couldn't quite identify swept through me.
Just as I felt I might fall within her gaze, she turned and fled suddenly, bordering the verge of being too swift to be human. She was obviously still aware of the human witnesses surrounding us to hold herself back, but I sensed she was dangerously close to being out of control. Something about my family had deeply shaken her. I suppressed the feeling that it wasn't my family she had a problem with, it was me.
I glanced back at my siblings. All of them wore an expression of puzzlement. When I picked up Alice's thoughts I knew that she was worrying about why she hadn't Seen the other vampire.
"What was that," Emmett asked surprised. My brothers and sisters had all turned to eye me speculatively by now.
"I couldn't hear any of her thoughts," I explained to them.
"But the only other person's mind you could never read was Bel-" Emmett cut his dialogue off sharply as Alice elbowed him in, hard, in the ribs. Emmett shot me an apologetic look. I shrugged and turned away, trying to act nonchalant. In fact I felt jumpy and restless. None of my siblings had slipped and mentioned Bella in front of me in more than a decade. Hearing her name brought on a strange combination of love and guilt.
"We should contact her, either way," Alice piped in, finally having turned her thoughts away from her inability to see the vampire in her visions. "We definitely need to tell Carlisle in the very least." All of us nodded in agreement as we sat down at a plastic table. I frowned as humans' thoughts flickered unbidden into my mind.
My math homework-
can't believe he would actually do that-
wonder what was wrong with her?
I stiffened as I received an image of the mysterious vampire. I quickly focused on the consciousness that had thought about her, phasing all the other thoughts away.
doesn't usually act like that. What does Alyse White have against the new kids?
I smiled slightly as I realized how much I couldn't probably find out about her during the day. How much of it was just gossip, or tales of her own creation, was another thing entirely. Her name was Alyse; well a name was a start.
I smiled grimly. I had made up my mind I would find out all I could about Alyse White.
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