Chapter 2: Enter Edward Cullen, Stage Right.
In which Jerri sees a mysterious Stranger...
Just as Jerri was about to launch into a particularly racy story involving a trip to Guadalajara, a Columbian drug cartel, a mule, two Japanese businessmen, and several corpses, she saw the most beautiful thing that she had ever laid eyes on. He was tall and lean with shaggy brown hair that seemed to radiate a light of its own. This one perfect underage boy seemed to embody the magnificence of Apollo and Adonis combined. In addition to that, he had all the charisma and raw sexual magnetism of a young William Shatner. He was spectacular.
"Who is that?" Jerri breathed in awe, her nicotine stained teeth protruding in an expression of wonder.
"Oh, that's Edward Cullen." Laura said. "He's gorgeous, but don't bother. Rachel and I can't even catch his eye, and we're otherworldly beauties with hearts of gold. He's one of the Cullens. They're all like that. Really attractive, but they keep to themselves."
"Yeah, they are attractive." Rachel said. "Really attractive. I cannot stress that enough. The Cullens are all so attractive they barely look human. Also they never eat. Also they miss a lot of school. Also, I brushed by one of them in the hall the other day and he was rock hard and cold as ice. It's really not at all suspicious."
"This is stupid." Jennifer moaned. "If they turn out to be vampires or something I will be so pissed, I'll…"
Laura held up a hand to silence her friend. "Don't be ridiculous, Jennifer. Nobody here is a vampire." Jennifer said nothing more, but she bore an expression of almost physical pain.
Jerri soon stopped paying attention to the bickering girls. She was consumed by her vision of Edward. She watched Edward move to a table with several other teenagers who all had the same kind of mysterious hotness that Edward had. She watched his sensuous mouth curve into a crooked smile as he spoke in hushed tones to the others at his table. He had a tray full of food, but as Rachel had said, he ate nothing. Towards the end of the lunch period, Edward stood and dumped the full tray of food into the garbage. He turned and walked away without even seeing Jerri. Good Lord. He looked good from the front, but that ass was out of this world. She was sorry to see him leave, but she loved to watch him go. She had met a lot of men on the streets --a lot of men-- but Edward was different. There was something strange and beautiful about him… something almost …supernatural. She just couldn't put her finger on what it was. She was vaguely aware that Jennifer was moaning about how stupid it would be to be a vampire. "Quiet! I need to think." Jerri barked. She placed a finger on her chin and looked off into the distance, her eyes glazing over in what, for Jerri, passed as an expression of deep thought. It seemed as if the truth about Edward Cullen was hidden in some dark corner of her mind, hanging in the ether. She just couldn't make the connection. Never mind. It wasn't important. She waved the thought away. Jerri Blank had just made a major decision. She wanted Edward Cullen's spermies, and if there were any secrets to be revealed, she was determined to find them --hopefully, in his pants.