Author's Note: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters from Twilight. Those are the property of Stephanie Meyer. All I own are my own ideas and any original characters of my own design.
The ground was cool underneath the pads of my feet. The wind ruffled my fur and teasingly played with my senses. There, the scent from the other night. It was stronger though and somehow different. Not quite so sweet. It didn't hurt my nose like the original scent did. It was strange and oddly relaxing. I closed my eyes and let my mouth hang open slightly. Tasting the different aspects of this scent. My shoulders relaxed as the scent rolled over me. An action that surprised and confused me. How could a scent so similar to the original relax me so while the other set my teeth on edge? A sound to my right caused me to open my eyes and look in that direction. There, in the shadows of the trees, I could make out a figure standing and watching me. A whine issued from my throat, a whine of longing. The figure made to approach me…
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
I bolted upright in my bed, breathing hard and clutching my comforter in my fists. It was just a dream, Bella. Calm down. Just calm down. I glanced over at my alarm clock and groaned. It was six in the morning. I loathe waking up early. Resisting the temptation to just throw the irritating little machine, I turned off my alarm and lay back down to catch some more sleep. "Bella! Get up and get ready for school," hollered Charlie from downstairs.
Shit. School. I completely forgot. Yet another thing to put a damper on my day. I groaned again as I forced myself up from my bed. As I stood, I felt a slight breeze twist around my bare legs. I frowned and looked over at my window. It was barely noticeable but it was cracked open. I stepped over to it and closed it the rest of the way, looking down into my yard as I did so. There was no one there. I shrugged it off and decided that I may have just left it open after returning from my run the other night.
After taking a quick shower, I decided to spice things up for my first day of school. I pulled my leather pants out of my closet, grabbed a black beater out of my drawer and slipped them on. I completed my outfit with a black studded dog collar, my fingerless black leather gloves, my motorcycle boots and, of course, my leather jacket. Glancing in my mirror, I decided to spike my hair. Thank the Goddess for Axe products. They will at least hold even when I have my helmet on. Satisfied with my kick-ass biker look, I headed downstairs for breakfast.
Charlie was sitting at the table reading the newspaper. He was dressed in his police uniform and looked just about ready to take off. "Don't worry about making breakfast for me today, Bella. I have to run. I'll just pick something up on my way to work." He said as I entered the kitchen. "Alright, dad. What do you want for dinner tonight? I can make steak if you want." I answered. He nodded at that idea. "Yeah, that sounds good. I'll see you tonight when I get home. Love you, Bells," he said as he folded his paper and left. "Love you too, dad," I called after him.
I decided to just leave as well and just stop for some donuts on my way to school. With that idea in mind, I grabbed my keys and quickly left. I pulled the tarp off my bike, threw my helmet on and quickly took off down the road. I stopped at a gas station along the way and grabbed a ten pack of donuts and a half gallon of milk. Glancing at my phone, I saw that I still had plenty of time to eat before getting back on the road for school.
As I was getting to my last donut I looked up just in time to see a silver Volvo speed by. Nice car. Wonder what the rush is though. It's not like anything in this dead end town is going anywhere. I shoved the last bite of my food in my mouth, guzzled the last of my milk and tossed my trash in the can nearby. I sighed as I pulled on my helmet and got back on the road. I suppose it was a good thing I'd scoped out the town on Sunday or I wouldn't have had a clue where I was going.
The school parking lot was still filling up by the time I made it there. I parked my bike next to a beat up old Ford Taurus and looked around. The entire student body was staring at me. I smirked to myself at the looks of shock and envy on their faces. As I got off my bike, I pulled my helmet off and ran my fingers through my spiky hair to give it a little more volume. Great product or not, the helmet will always flatten it at least a little bit. I started to tie my helmet to the back of my bike as a scent in the parking lot made me stop and tense up. A growl rumbled in my chest as my eyes narrowed. It was the same scent as the one in the meadow. It set my wolf on edge. I closed my eyes and concentrated on getting her back under control. The last thing I needed was for her to reveal herself to a bunch of human students.
"Hey, Bella. Glad you made it." Came a voice from behind me. I grimaced as Mike's overly cologned scent washed over me. Goddess, did the boy soak in the shit or something? "Hey, Mike." I muttered dryly. He just grinned at me as I turned to face him. I stifled a growl of irritation. "So, ready for your first day at Forks High?" He asked giddily. I shrugged and started walking towards the office. The school's layout was much different than my old school's. Instead of just one building there were five. They were connected by an interlacing network of sideways and small, roofed areas for students to escape from the raid in between classes. Definitely was going to take some getting used to.
The office was the smallest building in the area. It was split into three different areas. Main office, the principal's office and the nurse's station. I managed to talk Mike into believing that I could very well talk to the lady at the desk without any help and watched as he reluctantly headed to class. Oh thank the Goddess. I thought I'd never get rid of him. I sighed as I entered the main office and approached the little old lady sitting behind the desk. The name plate said her name was Mrs. Plum. To me she looked more like a prune though. Old and wrinkly. I shuddered at my own thoughts and wondered when the hell I'd become such a bitch.
Mrs. Plum looked up at me as I came to a stop in front of her desk. "Yes, what can I help you with?" She asked kindly. I smiled at her. "My name is Isabella Swan. Today is my first day and I need my schedule." I replied politely. "Ah, yes! Isabella, we've been expecting you. You're father has been so excited about you finally coming home. He did nothing but talk about it for weeks." She exclaimed excitably. I couldn't help but flinch at that comment. Thank goodness she didn't notice because she was now digging through a file cabinet. "Here you are dear. Your schedule, a map of the school and teacher sign in sheet." She said as she sat up again. "Just have each of your teachers sign that sheet and then bring it back at the end of the school day." She continued. I nodded and took the papers from her, then I turned and left the office.
As I stepped out of the office, I caught sight of a flash of white out the corner of my eye. I turned my head but didn't see anyone there. The scent that lingered though once again had my wolf growling angrily. I grimaced and set my teeth against the anger I could feel flowing through me. Get it together, Bella. The wolf needs to understand that this is your life not hers. Keep her under control. Deciding to just ignore the scent, I glanced down at my schedule. It was pretty basic. English, Calculus, Literary History, Lunch, Chemistry 1, American History, and finally Gym.
I sighed as I heard a bell ring and realized that I would be late for my first class if I didn't hurry. Glancing at the map, I easily found my way to my first class. I'd always been good at English. I grew up with a love for word structure and poetry. Though I doubt anyone at this school would have ever believed that. At least, not based on my appearance. My class breezed by. The teacher seemed decent and didn't overload us with homework. A very good aspect in my book.
My second and third classes were very much like the first. The only downside to my literary history class was the teacher sitting me next to Jessica. Every chance the girl got, she talked my ear off. She had one of those high pitched, annoying voices that sounds like nails on a chalkboard even to humans. Now, think about what it sounds like to me since my hearing is at least twenty times better even in my human form. Not at all fun.
At lunch time Jessica lead me to the cafeteria. She had somehow managed to talk me into sitting with her, Mike, Eric and Angela. I still can't figure out how she managed to do it. I mean, don't get me wrong, Angela is a very sweet girl and I liked her. Eric was also okay. A bit of a dork but not too bad. Mike and Jessica? Annoying to the most extreme. I followed Jessica through the lunch line, filled up my tray and allowed her to lead me to her table.
Angela greeted me with a sympathetic smile as I sat down next to her. "Bella, what's up home girl?" Eric said with a grin. "Umm, every homie's pistol at your ridiculous gangster imitation?" I shot back at him. He flushed in embarrassment while his companions howled with laughter. Angela tried to hide her giggling with a bite of her sandwich and almost ended up choking. I had to pat her on the back to help her clear her airways. "Breathe, Angie. Don't die and leave me alone with these insane people." I told her chuckling.
After everyone had themselves in control again, or in as much control as some could spare, Cough – Mike – Cough – Jessica – Cough – Cough, the cafeteria doors flew open and in walked five very gorgeous people. I stared at them in shock. Surely no one could be that perfect looking.
The first two were definitely a couple. The guy was huge. I'm talking six foot six, maybe two hundred and fifty pounds of pure muscle. He had very dark brown hair and his arms looked like tree trunks. The dude looked like he bench pressed Ford Pick-ups for fun. Despite all of this, his body stance was very relaxed and even playful. The goofy smile on his face just added to it. It gave me the impression that he was a joker and prankster.
The girl next to him was flat out gorgeous. She was maybe an inch shorter than I was, with long blonde hair. She carried herself with an arrogance. She knew she was beautiful and seemed to flaunt it. She had an old world beauty and it suited her quite well. The one thing that pulled away from her beauty was the scowl that graced her features.
The next two were both males, definitely not a couple. One was maybe six foot three and not quite as muscled as the first guy. His golden blonde locks were lightly curled giving his hair more of a wavy sense. His motions made him look like he was prepared for a battle. I'd seen kids that had come from military backgrounds before and that's what he reminded me of. His features were marred by hundreds of barely visible scars. If I wasn't a werewolf, I doubt that I would have even noticed them. He was trying to hide it but the grimace on his face led one to believe that he was in a great deal of pain.
Guy number three set me on edge with just a glance. He was the leanest of the males and carried himself with an arrogance that seemed to run neck and neck with the blonde females. His hair was a dark auburn bronze color and looked like he'd stuck his finger in a light socket then tried to fix it just by running his fingers through it. I suppose to some it could look sexy but to me it just looked stupid. His face was finely featured but carried a look of superiority that nearly set me to growling. Something told me that he was someone to watch my back around.
The fifth person in the group and the only other female was the polar opposite of the first girl. She was tiny. I'm talking maybe five foot one tops. Her form was lithe and graceful and she walked like she was dancing on air. Her natural grace would have sent the most amazing ballet dancers home crying in shame and envy. Her hair was pitch black, chopped to chin length and spiked around her face in artistic disarray. A small smile graced her lips as she joined her siblings at a table by themselves.
"I see you've noticed the Cullen's and the Hale's." said Jessica from next to me. "Huh?" I asked turning to look at her. "The Cullen's." Angela said pointed at the group. "They moved here last year from Alaska. The big guy, that's Emmett Cullen. His girlfriend is Rosalie Hale. Then there's Edward Cullen, the bronze and Jasper Hale, the blonde. Jasper is also Rosalie's twin brother. Then the other girl is Alice Cullen. Emmett's little sister. Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper are all seniors, whilst Edward and Alice are juniors like us." She continued. "Yeah, Dr and Mrs. Cullen adopted them all when they were just kids." Jessica finished, scowling at Angela for stealing her spotlight. Angela just shrugged at her and went back to her lunch.
I took a bite of my apple while I pondered on the information that they had just given me. Suddenly a feeling washed over me. Ever been doused with ice water? Yeah, it's like that but you're not wet and it's ten times more uncomfortable. I glanced over my shoulder to see Edward glaring at me. His eyes were pitch black and seemed to be trying to pierce me to my very soul. Seeing his eyes like that reminded me of something else I had noticed when they had all first walked in. All five of them had been sporting the same eye color. A sort of amber yellow color. Now his eyes were black and he was definitely focused on me. I swallowed dryly and felt the wolf in me stir yet again as his scent wafted towards me.
That was it! The scent that had been putting me on edge since my trip to the meadow. The scent that seemed to be everywhere I went and set my teeth on edge. It burned my nostrils and I could barely contain the growl of rage that was rumbling in my chest. His eyes widened slightly then his frown deepened as he stared at me. I knew he was seeing my eyes slowly changing color from their normal chocolate brown to the wolf's brightly golden hue. I could feel myself loosing control as my inner beast thrashed and tore at the bonds holding her within me.
"Bella, are you okay?" I could vaguely make out Angela's voice from beside me. The blood pounding in my ears blocking out most of the sound from around me. "I have to go." I grunted out in return as I stumbled to my feet, grabbed my bag and all but ran out of the cafeteria. Charlie was going to be pissed but I had to get away from the school. I was quickly loosing all control and I did not need to be around humans when I shifted.
As soon as I was out of sight of any humans, I took off in a all out sprint into the forest. I ran as deep as I could before I finally collapsed to my knees. The change wouldn't be delayed any longer. It was different though. It fucking hurt even more than the first time I shifted. I knew this one was going to be different somehow. I screamed out my pain as my body twisted and contorted on the ground. I continued to scream as my legs stretched and my heels seems to slide up my leg until only the pads of my toes would be flat on the ground. My shoulders broadened considerably and my fingers grew longer, narrower. Sharp deadly claws graced the ends of each finger tip. My snout grew in like normal but my top canines were now two inches longer and hung over my lower jaw.
It felt like hours before I finally completed the change but it only took about ten minutes. When the pain finally ended I found that I could walk upright on my hind legs. My tail was now a bit stockier than before and helped me keep my balance. Though, I still stumbled around quite a bit before I got the hang of it. After a few minutes of experimenting, I found I could walk well enough on my hind legs as well as for. Even though my hands were most definitely hands, my hind legs were now capable of both different positions.
My ears twitched on top of my head. I could hear the sound of running water nearby and took off to find it. I was eager to see what I now looked like. I ran for a few miles before coming to a stop next to a healthy stream. The water was crystal clear and, though the water was moving, would provide me a decent reflection. I knelt down close to the water and gazed at the new me.
It was shocking how different I looked. This form was basically sexless. You wouldn't be able to tell me male or female by my appearance. I had a broad chest and shoulders, a six pack set of abs and my arms were thick and muscular. It was my eyes that surprised me the most. They were no longer my chocolate brown or even the golden color of my other form. No, my eyes were a piercing blood red.
I sat back on my haunches and mulled over everything that had happened. It was obvious that my wolfs reaction to Edward had triggered this new transformation and that it was certainly more powerful than my other forms but the main question running through my mind was just one word. Why?
Well people, fourth chapter up. I had wanted to get this posted several hours ago but my mom got on this Christmas kick and I had to deal with her making me rearrange the furniture and all that lovely stuff. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and don't be afraid to let me know what you think. And, yes, we all know that Edward is an ass hole. Don't worry though. There will be plenty more Bella Vs Edward moments later in the story and don't give up on the Bella and Alice. This will definitely be a Bellice story soon. :)