(Edward POV)

But I couldn't just kill her now. They look up to me. What would they think, that I was a restless prettyboy who always gets what he wants? Well, I guess I am that. My throat burns. I don't think I can give this speech.

"Miss McDermott?" I asked. The sweet blood was moving away. I have to catch it before it's gone. "I can't make this speech today. I have… plans… with someone," I smirked, feeling like a coward.

Her face fell for a second, but gathered the strength to smile brightly back at me. "Oh, of course! But… you will be back, right? We decorated so much for your arrival! And," she leaned in closer, "you have fangirls!" I was shocked. More shocked though, that she was one of them. Now I have much more reason to leave.

"I'm sorry," I said, reading her nametag, "Nadine, but I really must go." She blushed, so she must be a hybrid. I walked out of there as fast as I could without becoming a blur. The smell was becoming stronger and stronger, until it became unbearable. I tracked the scent to the girl's bathroom.

Oh, great, this is embarrassing. I could hear her voice, muffled by the door.

"Dad, can you pick me up? I'm not feeling so great," she said, and paused for a reply. For some odd reason, I couldn't hear her thoughts. She spoke again.

"Oh, you have work to do. That's okay, I can get a ride from Jacob. No really, it's okay, you're the police officer! Okay, bye," she said, closing the phone. I heard a loud sigh.

She came out of the bathroom. I hid in the boys bathroom until she was a few yards ahead of me. I guess she wasn't getting a ride. This is going to easy. Silently, I followed her. She walked right into a dark alleyway. I followed her in, and pounced.

(Bella POV)

Since Charlie can't give me a ride, and Jacob has been nowhere to be seen for weeks, I guess I'll be walking home. I don't want to hear that stupid, snobby Prince Edward.

I went to the dark alley where I hide the keys to our huge house. Suddenly, I was knocked to the ground by something heavy, cold and pale. A vampire. I was scared out of my wits. My eyes were glued shut. This is it, either I become a vampire, or I die a bloody gruesome, death. Poor Charlie, all alone. Now I bet he wishes he had turned me sooner. Tears were hysterically rolling down my face. I opened my eyes to see the one and only, Prince Edward Cullen looking down at me.

(Edward POV)

She opened her eyes. Watery, chocolate brown, staring back at me, pleading. I couldn't kill her. I tried to comfort her.

"No, shhhh, don't cry, you're fine," I said.

"Am I… am I… dead?" she sobbed.

"No," and with that, I scooped her up. "Everything'll be okay," I called Esme, because she was the closest one to North America.

"Esme, meet me in our Washington home. ASAP!"