Chapter 2

As I walked Bella to Biology, I tried not to think about what had happened at lunch. Instead, I tried to talk to her...but, my shyness got the best of me. Every time something popped into my head, I waved it away, always with the reason that it would just make her think I was stupid. As we walked into class, I was so focused on my thoughts that I almost missed seeing Edward. He gave me a quick glance and then his eyes moved swiftly over to Bella. I saw that the only seat left in class for her, was next to him. I gave her a look of sympathy and worry, trying to come up with a way so she nor I would have to sit next to him. But, nothing popped into my head.

I walked quickly to my seat. Seeing Bella trip was the last time I spotted her for the rest of class. I kept my eyes on the front of the room and kept any thoughts out of my head. I felt a pair of eyes on me throughout the class and as soon as the bell rang, I gathered my stuff and raced out of class. I was so thankful to not see Edward in any of my last classes of the day. I felt free, and safe. But, just to be sure I kept my thoughts on the class and nothing else.

Once my last class ended, I quickly sprinted to my locker, and filled my back pack with all of my books and folders, and I ran as fast as I could towards my car. The weight of my back pack made me stumble a few times, but I kept going. Once safe in my bug, I gave a sigh of relief, pulled on my seatbelt and proceeded to pull out of the school parking lot. I passed the Cullen's car as I was leaving. My mind was racing and focused on trying to spot them, but no one was there. I chuckled a little and turned to race out of the lot, only to scream in shock.

There, staring at me through my windshield at the front of my car, was Edward. He moved to my driver's side window and tapped on the glass. I lowered it slowly and did not meet his gaze.

"C-can I help you?" I stuttered.

The anger on his face softened as he took a deep breath.

"Let's take a walk." He said in a mellow tone.

I nodded and he stepped out of my way to park. I turned off the ignition and pulled myself out of the car. I began shaking as I walked over to him. He started at a fast pace and I raced to keep up. When we were about a block away from the school, he slowed down. I picked my brain for something to say.

"So...um..." I couldn't grasp my words. The flooded in my throat.

"Let's not play around," He said to the ground. "I know your secret, and you know mine."

"Yes."

"And you're afraid of me, and you're afraid of yourself, what you can do."

I froze. I didn't know how to respond to that.

"Well? Am I right?" He asked me. His eyes reached mine and I nodded.

"Well, you do have a right to be afraid of me. No matter if I don't drink human blood or not, I'm dangerous."

"I—I'm not afraid...as I am...shocked." I said quietly.

"You still should be. You do not have a right to be afraid of what you can do. You can't hurt anyone."

"Yes, but that doesn't take away from how inhumane it is. You don't know what I've seen." I surprised myself with my anger.

"I do, actually. Being able to read minds...I've seen somethings that I'd wished I hadn't."

"But, you don't actually see what happened to them. I can see it and hear it. Like...like I saw you hunting." I looked up at his expression, it was filled with sympathy.

"I can understand how that would scare you...and I'm sorry you had to see that."

"It's alright. You didn't know."

It went silent, then he spoke up.

"What I really wanted to talk to you about was...well...do you know what you are?" His question surprised me.

"Not...human?" It was true, I was a freak.

"Well, yes, but not in the way you think. You see, Angela, you are...a witch."

I choked. "A...witch?"

"Yes. It may seem like a shock to you...but that's what you are. You must have come up with the spell to see someone's past by touch. Does any one thing link all your experiences of touching someone? Any thoughts or words?"

I searched my mind for connections and a phrase came to me.

"By touching this person let me see, all of their personal history." I quoted quickly.

"How did you...?" Edward looked stunned.

"I don't know. It just came to me."

"Wow."

"So if I don't think that, then it won't happen anymore?" I was eager to be rid of this curse that forever haunted me since the age of thirteen.

"I'm not sure. You'd have to talk to another witch."

"Do you think...my mom might be...?"

"Not likely. Witchcraft usually skips a generation."

"Then my grandma?" I couldn't picture Grandma Rose as a witch. She was so old...and yet...I wondered if she had been hiding something.

(Flashback.)

"There will come a time, Angela, when you will know the secrets of this family." Grandma Rose wheezed.

"Grandma..." I rolled my eyes.

I could always be myself with Grandma Rose. I was never shy. Could that have been a spell?

"I think so. This must've been the secret she was talking about." For a moment I forget Edward could read my thoughts and I gave him a look of confusion. He tapped his head.

"I think it's time you gave your Grandmother Rose another visit." He smiled.