Hey! Hope you liked the last chapter. So, here's the third chapter! Hope you like!
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Chapter 3: Biology: Edward's Perspective:
I blocked the thoughts rushing to my own head, and was going to at least try and make a little conversation with my family. All until I saw their faces, which didn't really welcome any talks. Okay, that option gone.
I was going to try again. I opened my mouth to speak, and then stopped again. Instead, I stood fluently with my tray and threw it in the trash.
"I'm going," I said quietly. They paid no attention. Rosalie had a mirror out and was marveling over her looks, Emmett was staring off into space and grinning, Jasper was fighting the scents of so many humans, and Alice was too busy comforting him to notice me.
I just rolled my eyes and started to walk off toward my locker.
That's when I noticed.
I couldn't hear the new girl's mind. I heard Jessica's evil, vile mind thinking up thoughts no one should bear to hear, but beside her...Not a whisper. Was there something wrong with me? Not in any of my years of existence had I encountered a human repelling my power.
"Yeah! But Princess Isabella Marianne Swanette is, like, the richest..." Oh, right. I knew that girl. Princess of England, daughter of Queen Swanette...Or, I learned as I stood there longer, her adopted daughter.
The girl had completely frozen over, staring at Jessica with wide eyes. I stayed there a moment longer, obsessing over theories as to why she was immune to my power. But I couldn't bear to hear any more of Jessica's continuous chatter anymore. So I left for my locker at a human pace, getting prepared for Biology.
I was the first one in the room. To pass time, I stared up at the clock in annoyance. Just two more class periods. Then I could go home to whatever life awaited for me. Like I had that much of a life.
I heard someone entering the room, and I looked up casually.
No words.
No thoughts. Nothing.
It was the new girl.
Quickly, I pushed aside my own books--props, of course--to give the girl some room.
And that's when it hit me.
Her scent...It wafted to my nostrils suddenly, and with the force of it I drew back, hands balled into fists, clutching the side of the biology table. With my fierce hold, part of it broke and fell to the floor. I hurriedly covered the contents of it with my foot.
She quickened her steps as she neared me. I gaped at her as she did so. What was wrong with this child? Didn't she know she was inching closer to death with every step? She should have some sense.
Her smell...It was like lavender or freesias. A little bit of both.
It sang to me, pleading the monster held deep inside of me to take her life now.
When she sat next to me, she sniffed the air herself. Then she turned towards me, blue eyes bright. "Hello," she said cheerily, extending her hand. I frowned at it, and stopped breathing completely.
"I'm Bella," she continued, smiling at my own frown. And then she said quietly, for just us to hear even though no one had yet entered the room, "It's alright. I don't bite. And you won't hurt me."
My frown deepened. How did she know...?
"You seem like you're in pain," she observed, and then peeked over my shoulder and at the ground. "And I have to say, you should be more careful and respectful to biology tables in the future."
I just stared at her like an idiot. How...
And her scent was draining me. It was intoxicating, and with every breath she took the more I embraced the idea of killing her. I plotted in my mind the idea of following her home...Her father would be at work, he was the chief police of Forks...She'd be alone...I could act then...
I thought of the idea; but I never actually imagined the act. It was easier that way.
The hour passed that way. I would lean away from Bella as far as the desk allowed, my eyes turning darker by the second.
As soon as the bell rang and class was dismissed, I flitted from the class before anyone even had a chance to gather their books.
I could feel Bella smile.
...My Life~With Royalty~Complete Immortalness~And Love~-_-.....^-^....^__^ Big smile!
Alice's Perspective
We all sat in the living room, either watching Emmett play video games or Carlisle and Jasper play chess. Rosalie sat beside Emmett looking bored, Esme watched both of them with her hands placed on Carlisle's shoulders, and Edward and I were just standing there.
"About the new girl..." Edward trailed off.
My smile grew. At least this gave us something to talk about, I thought. Goody, goody.
Edward crinkled his nose. "No. It isn't...that way."
"Then which way is it?" I asked, a mischevious glint in my eye.
He sighed, and then looked away once before making eye contact with me once again. "The thing is, you know when I told you I was leaving the cafeteria? Well, as I was going, she distracted me. I couldn't get a read on her."
He paused, looking at me with worry in his eyes before continuing.
"Okay, so that excuse of a friend of hers--Jessica, I believe--was talking to her about some girl, particularly Princess Isabella Marianne Swanette, when I--"
He had said 'some girl.' But I knew well enough the look in his eyes. Hm. Edward was watching TeenNet or reading magazines one.
"Alice, that is beside the point--"
Just to annoy him, I started rambling on, interrupting him once again. "You know, I really like that girl. Even though she's a human, she's a classy one at that. Do you see what she wears? Hmm. I wish I was her. Wow. So, what do you know about--"
"As I was saying," he cut in, ignoring my frown, "I just stood there for a minute in shock. And then--I mean, I didn't want to look like an idiot--I just went to class. Apparently, she was my lab partner."
I waggled my eyebrows simply out of impulse. He glared daggers at me, but I smirked. "So? What happened?"
He whispered the next few words, a faraway look in his eyes. "Her blood...It sang to me."
_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-...Still Alice's Perspective*************************************
We were all crowded around the TV, just sitting on the couch.
Emmett wanted to watch Hannah Montana, Rosalie was all for a horror movie, Jasper and I didn't care, Carlisle and Esme were out on their anniversary date, and Edward wasn't paying any attention.
"So, we have to make a decision some time..." Jasper trailed off suggestively.
A vision came to me then.
The girl with blond hair and brilliant blue eyes was in her room, hand running through her hair, when she got the phone call. One from her Mother, which, according to her face, didn't happen often.
"Mother!" She sounded excited, and then puzzled. "How are you able to call me? Are you allowed without getting...Oh, right. OK."
She paused a second, smiling a little. And then she sighed. "Alright, Renee. Got it. But..."
"Isabella," her Mother on the phone murmured. "I promise to call you back. But one of the servants are knocking at the door. I love you. Bye."
"Bye," the girl sighed, and then slowly snapped her phone shut.
I snapped out of it. I gave Edward a quick look, but he hadn't seemed to read that vision. Sometimes, I would subconsciously block it from him.
"Did you see?" I asked him. I knew the answer, but I had to hear it from him.
"No," he replied. "What did you see?"
Jasper asked the same question a moment later.
"Nothing," I murmured, shock obvious in my eyes.
Was this what I thought it meant?
But I blocked my vision from my thoughts. After all, I didn't want my snoopy brother Edward knowing what was going on. If my suspicions were correct, then I would really have to block it from him. I would remain silent.
But for now, this secret was mine.
Hey! I know, it's shorter than normal. But I've been so caught up with school, homework, working on my other stories, and reading other people's stories. Thx! I'll try and post another chapter of "Different Identities" up soon. Thanks for being so patient! Please review! *Mmm, yummy. I just ate some cheeeeeessy brrreaaad earlier today...* ^___^ (I haven't a clue where that came from...) thhhxx!
