Chapter one

Chapter one. First Sight.

I didn't look up as I set my book on the table and took my seat, but I saw his posture change from the corner of my eye. He was leaning away from me, sitting on the extreme edge of his chair and averting his face like he smelled something bad. Inconspicuously, I sniffed my hair. It smelled like strawberries, the scent of my favorite shampoo. It seemed an innocent enough odor. I let my hair fall over my right shoulder. Making a dark curtain between us, and tried to pay attention to the teacher.

"You are the dark ocean bottom,
And I am the fast sinking anchor.
Should I fall for you?

Should I fall for you?
You are the scar on my tissue,
That I show all of my new friends.
Should I show you me?
Should I show you me?" I could make out the mumbled singing in his voice

I know this artist… it was The Hush Sound's "Momentum". This was one of my personal favorites…

"All we need is a little bit of momentum.
Breakdown these walls that we've built around ourselves.
All we need is a little bit of inertia.
Breakdown and tell, breakdown and tell.

That you are the rain on the fire,
Deep in the trees when no one was looking.
Should I speak of this?

Should I speak of this?
You are a mirage in the distance,
That defies the heat of the desert.
Should I believe in you?

Should I believe in you?" He sang lower, so I had to strain to hear.

At that moment the bell rang loudly, making me jump, and Edward Cullen was out of his seat. Fluidly he rose - he was much taller than I'd thought – his back to me, and he was out the door before anyone else was out of their seat.


"These rules are made to break and these walls are built to fall.
These rules are made to break us all." I sang as he ran.