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~Bella POV
I ran my hand through the sand underneath me. It was warm from the sun beating down all day. I was drinking from a second coconut, since I was so hungry and I hadn't found any actual food. I'd look again later. But, for now, I stared out onto the horizon as the water moved swiftly. The sun was almost down, it was just on the horizon…the beginning of another night.
I drank the last drop and threw the coconut behind me, somewhere in the woods. I heard it hit something-it sounded like a rock-and shrugged.
"What…the…hell?" I heard a familiar voice from the woods. Startled, I stood immediately and turned, waiting for the person to probably come out.
The guy from before-"Edward"-emerged from the plants and was standing on the beach. He looked up at me and his eyes immediately widened. He held the coconut in his hand and cleared his throat. "Is this yours?"
"Yes." I said quietly.
"Well, thanks for throwing it at my head."
I'd thought it had been a rock. It sure sounded like one. "Well, sorry for not knowing other people would be here."
"Likewise." He glared at me.
"I said I'm sorry. What else do you want?"
He was staring at me, like he wanted something. He looked frustrated, too. Shaking his head, he said, "Nothing. What are you doing here?"
"Most likely the same reason you're here." Maybe they were on the plane too…
He laughed darkly. "Hmm, I don't think so."
"Flight 906? Gate E?"
He looked at me like I was crazy. "What are you talking about?"
"Ugh, nothing."
He'd been standing far away from me. I went closer to him, holding my hand out.
"Well, um…nice to meet you?" I said, more as a question.
He backed away. "Yeah, sure." He began walking away.
"Hey! Wait!" I called angrily.
"What?" he asked dryly.
"Aren't you going to ask for my name, or…anything?"
"No."
Now it was my turn to glare at him. "Why?"
"Because I don't want to know you." He continued walking, into the woods and out of sight.
I walked back over to where I was sitting in a huff. What the hell was wrong with that guy? The way he looked at me…creeped me out. It was like he was searching for something he expected to be written on my face, but couldn't find it. He wouldn't stand near me. At all.
I figured I shouldn't have worried about it too much. Even though he was gorgeous, I couldn't care about what he thought of me. I was trying to survive here, and that's all I should've cared about.
But for some reason I couldn't stick to just that.
~Edward POV
I walked through the woods, looking for something to have to eat. So far, there'd only been small animals, like birds. Those were no good. I needed something that could actually fill my empty stomach.
Something hit me in the head, bouncing off and hitting the ground. I looked down and saw an empty coconut shell.
Humans, I thought angrily. A person was here, like I'd thought before. I'd heard the heartbeat; I'd smelled the… I didn't want to think the word.
I knew they were on the shore, since that's where the shell had come from. That's where I'd been going, anyway. Maybe they ran off.
"What…the…hell?" I asked, coming out to shore.
A girl, maybe my age, stood on the sand, the sunset behind her. She looked at me with such fear…I should've been used to it. She had brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, and light freckles.
"Is this yours?" I asked.
"Yes," she muttered, clearly nervous.
"Well, thanks for throwing it at my head." I was trying to read her, but, for some strange reason, couldn't. Why couldn't I? It bothered me a lot.
"Well, sorry for not knowing other people would be here."
I was getting annoyed. Why wouldn't she just run away like they usually did? "Likewise." I said.
"I said I'm sorry. What else do you want?" she asked.
I tried reading her again, focusing my attention on her forehead. Maybe that would work….I concentrated on that one thing-reading her-but it wouldn't work. It was…pissing me off so much…
"Nothing. What are you doing here?" I asked after a few moments.
"Most likely the same reason you're here."
I laughed, but with no humor. Ha, yeah, right. I thought. "Hmm, I don't think so." Fact, I knew so.
"906? Gate E?"
"What are you talking about?" I asked, clueless of what the fuck she was saying. Numbers and letters?
"Ugh, nothing."
She came closer to me, holding a hand out; bad move. I backed away before anything would happen. I couldn't…I wouldn't…
"Well, um…nice to meet you?" she said.
"Yeah, sure." I said, beginning to walk away.
"Hey! Wait!" she called.
"What?" I asked.
"Aren't you going to ask for my name, or…anything?"
"No."
She glared at me. "Why?"
"Because I don't want to know you." I continued walking, into the woods. I walked for a minute, but then curiosity got the better of me. I went back, hiding halfway behind a tree, looking out on the shore at her. She sat back down angrily. Why couldn't I know what she was thinking of me right now? I wanted to know! Why was she here? What happened? What was her name…?
Ugh, why did I care? She was just another person.
I heard Carlisle calling from me deep in the woods, so I turned and ran to him and the rest of my family. The six of them stood there, arms crossed, looking at me.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Where did you go, Edward?" Carlisle asked.
"Just to the shore."
"Alice saw you going there. And she saw…a human?"
I looked at Alice. She shrugged, her short hair moving slightly.
"Yeah, um…I ran into her…I didn't know she'd be there."
"You shouldn't be associating with her. You never know when you may snap."
"I know. I won't. I don't even like her at all, anyway. She's…" I shook my head. "Frustrating."
Esme smiled. "Just be careful."
"I will." I loved Esme. She was always so nice to me.
"Humans." Rosalie snorted. She seemed to hate all people, no matter what. Even ones that didn't even bother her.
"Come on, Edward, Carlisle said the two of us could go hunting." Alice said perkily. She grabbed my arm and pulled me into the woods.
"Why only two of us?"
"Now that that girl is here, we don't want her seeing all of us at once. Like she'll be able to see us, anyway." She said in her high-pitched voice. Alice was…like a little fairy, I guess. Always upbeat, always happy, and she was tiny, so that covered the "little" part of my comparison.
"Oh. Right."
"Well, come on, let's run!"
We both began running around the island, looking for something to feed us.
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