Bella's Point of View


The day had gone by relatively fast, and to be honest it wasn't as bad as I had thought it would be. Not many people asked any questions about what happened, everyone seemed nice enough.

I even managed to make a few friends; that had invited me to sit with them at lunch today. Mike of course had introduced me to the group of friends that he seems to spend the most time with.

Although, I had a hard time remembering their names, I nodded, I smiled, and pretending to listen to the conversation between all of them.

"You know, this has been a pretty busy day hasn't it," The one girl spoke, looking between the only two other girls at the table. "A bunch of new people today,"

The one snarky girl spoke up, "Yeah, did you see those guys, mega hot," Her voice was very unappealing, nasally, just quite annoying. I think I recalled her name being Lauren, but I wasn't sure just yet.

The quieter girl smiled, and nodded glancing over to me a few times shyly.

"I heard they are filthy rich," The girl beside me babbled. "They have everything, the looks, the money; I wouldn't mind making friends with them."

"I don't know Jess, I don't think they are very social, I haven't seen them talking with anyone, they kinda stay to themselves," The quiet girl spoke up softly.

So her name was Jess, and the other girl was Lauren. I just had to remember that, now I just need to figure out what the quiet girl's name is now.

Mike popped over, picking his tray up, and holding his hand out towards me, "Want me to take your tray up, Miss Swan?" He grinned.

I tried now to frown at this. I knew he was just being polite, but the last thing I wanted was to be thought of as some weak girl that needed to be cared for and looked after.

"No thanks, I can do it," I said standing up as well, walking slowly up with him to dump my tray as well. Before I made it up there, I couldn't help but hear the whispering from the table as I passed.

"I don't know what makes her so special, just because she was raped, everyone has to treat her like she is some kind of delicate flower, pathetic" Lauren sneered quietly.

I didn't look back; I wished that I didn't hear that. By all means, I didn't want to be treated any different, just because this had happened to me, if it was my choice I wouldn't want anyone to know about it. I didn't ask for this.

Slowly I dumped my tray, keeping my eyes to the ground. But suddenly I bumped into someone, nearly knocking me to the ground, but in seconds I felt a pair of cold, firm hands around me, catching me before I could fall.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't see— As I looked up I couldn't find the words I was about to say. Gasping, I got lost into swirls of butterscotch eyes.

He was impossibly handsome, to the point of being almost godlike. His skin was like granite-pale, hard as stone, and ice cold, but perfect and flawless. However there was a hint of dark purple circles under his eyes. His hair was a strange shade of bronze or maybe auburn, but it was in a casual disarray at the top of his head. He was slender yet still had quite a muscular build.

I couldn't deny it, I was dazzled by him.

"It's entirely my fault, I should have been paying attention," His voice was just as perfect as his looks. I found it hard to respond immediately, even as he got me upright on my feet.

"No, it's… it's fine," I stuttered slightly, now turning red in the face as I stumbled back from him.

His eyes followed me, glancing down at my stomach for only a second, before meeting my gaze. He now seemed tense, visibly swallowing, before bowing to me. "Sorry again," He quickly was walking away, towards a table full of people that all seemed to share his intense beauty.

Quickly I stumbled back to my table, noticing their intent stares at me.

"He actually talked to you!" Jess spoke up first, her eyes wide, watching me in disbelief. "What did he say?"

"He just said sorry," I flushed, taking my seat. "For bumping into me,"

Lauren snorted, rolling her eyes slightly, turning her head, looking away from the rest of us; focusing her eyes on the boy sitting across from her. I think his name had been Tyler, but I wasn't sure.

"He does seem very nice," The quiet girl spoke, a shy smile on her face.

Jess snapped her gaze on the shy girl. "Right Angela, but like I said, Edward is the only single one… so… I think I'm going to try talking to him," She said this quieter.

I raised a brow, glancing between the quiet girl; which I guess her name was Angela, and Jess; who had the most serious face I had ever seen.

"Which one is Edward?" I wondered, glancing over to the table full of the beautiful people.

"The one you had ran into," Jess informed, watching me, the serious look still on her face. "He is off limits," She warned.

A pinch of annoyance prickled at me at her words, but I made sure to keep this well hidden. I didn't know why this bothered me so much, but it did. There was just something incredibly off about that Edward, and his whole family for that matter.

Each of them shared the same topaz eye color, all of them were pale, yet they all couldn't be actually related could they? They didn't look alike at all, they had different features, all unique, but all perfectly defined.


Sam's Point of View


This wasn't good. The Cullen's couldn't have picked a worse time to pop up. Not only is Bella here, but now I'm forced to reveal my secret. Jared and Paul where in the middle of transition, they would be phasing any day now…

I didn't know what to do, who would accept their leader, a leader who was a rapist. How would they trust me? How can I trust myself?

I had to prepare myself to explain this to Jared and Paul, I had to get ready to pay for my crime.


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