Disclaimer:

Me: I don't own Twilight.

Edward: How original. *smirks at me*

Me: *drools*

Edward: Oh, honey, you're doing it again. *hand me a tissue*

Me: Sorry *smiles sheepishly*

Chapter 4

I had taken the day off from school after my little fight scene. I'm sure the bruises and cuts would arouse many rumours indeed. That's not something I wanted at all. A day of vegetating in front of the TV whilst my grandparents went down to Seattle for some shopping was completely satisfying. I loved doing nothing. It was the best feeling. There was no pressure to succeed at it or have to try to do it well.

My Nan and Pop came home bearing chocolate and I was ecstatic. They were busy putting the stuff away when the doorbell rang. I was going to be annoyed if it was another random package.

But it was so much worse. Or better? I wasn't even sure anymore.

Edward Cullen. All sexy and shit in his collared grey coat (obviously designer, man that boy had some taste) and his I-just-got-out-of-bed-and-I'm-still-sexier-than-you hair.

Fuck. Had he heard that? There was no question. The smirk that plastered itself to his face proved that he had.

I put up that damned shield. I was going to have to start being more careful now.

His smirk disappeared in almost a second, when he got a good look at me. I had limped out of the house and closed the door behind me. No way was I going to expose him to the scent of my grandparents' blood, and there was no way he was getting past me to them, no matter how hard he tried.

But that wasn't something he was concerned about. Well not yet anyway.

"What happened to you?"

"Nothing really. What are you doing here?"

"That nothing looks kind of painful," he remarked, glancing at my newly formed cheek bruise and limp arm that was laid out in a sling.

"Yeah well, I'll live." I said nonchalantly.

"You sure about that?" he smirked at me.

"Well I am a vampire." I looked away, hoping not to get dazzled by that damn face. "Like you."

His face hardened at the straightforward accusation. "I came to bring by your homework."

"My homework?" What the fuck? Nobody does that anymore. People get their work when they go back to class. "Why?"

"Well I didn't want you to fall behind." Ah, how I wish I could wipe that damn smirk right off that beautiful face of his. Maybe I could, I though. I mean, I did just take down a newborn yesterday.

"Yeah, well I'm calling your bluff. Why'd you really come down here."

After hesitating for a minute, he said "I just wanted to know what your deal was," using fingers for quotation marks.

"My deal?"

"Yeah, you're deal."

"Well, I'm a half-vampire and I live in Forks, which is apparently inhabited with vampires."

He laughed lightly. "But you live with humans," he stated incredulously.

I was a little worried now; he could smell them from here? Offcourse he could, the scent was all over the inside and outside areas of the house. I sometimes amazed myself with my stupidity.

"I live with my grandparents."

"What?"

"I …live…with…my…grandparents" I repeated slowly accentuating each word.

He was stunned and he gazed into my eyes with an astonished look. It was more than just astonishment. Could that be admiration I saw? Probably not, better go get my eyes checked.

"But how?"

"It's easy. You try not to eat them." I laughed, but immediately regretted the tasteless joke. "I've never craved for human blood like you probably must." I started off with an explanation, ending with a semi-question. The look in his eyes said that it was true.

Before I could continue, I had to know. "But your eyes aren't red, are they now?" I said waiting for a response.

"No my family don't drink human blood, we live on animal blood." He said it with such disgust, that I felt for him. He was not someone who enjoyed this immortal life. After being with Jane and Demetri long enough, I knew who enjoyed it and who didn't.

I stared at him for some time, without even realising it, losing any chance of saying anything to him. I willed myself to look away and stared at the mountains instead. Note to self: never look into Edward Cullen's eyes again especially when he looked back into mine at the same time.

After a short pause he changed the topic. "So you never want human blood. Ever? Is that a half breed thing?"

I was a little offended at the term he used. It was okay for me, since I was one, but it just sounded derogatory coming from him. I tried to keep my cool. And failed. "No, it's not a half breed thing. At least I don't think it is."

"Hey, I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry," he genuinely said.

"It's okay." I sighed. My ribs were starting to ache, I needed to sit down. "Ah, I need to sit."

He helped me down onto the porch stairs and he joined me. Wow, he smelled good; I couldn't describe it if I tried.

I couldn't explain my power well so I decided to show him. "What do you smell? Pick one thing."

"Okay, I can smell the freesias in the garden bed over there pretty potently."

"Alright, that's good." I pushed the air coming from that general direction away from us. His face was shocked.

"Where'd it go?" He was looking at the freesias, thinking stupidly that eye contact would bring the fragrance back.

"I made it go away," I stated confidently. "Now, I shall make it come back, ten times stronger." I snapped my fingers whilst pushed all the air surrounding the freesias in our direction. The smell was so overpowering that I had to stop it soon after.

"What the..? Whoa, so that's how you resist the blood, you don't smell it so it can't tempt you."

"Yep," I replied nodding my head.

"Is that all you can do?"

Shit. What do I do now? Should I show him all I could do or keep some secrets for myself? Well, obviously, I'd keep some stuff for myself.

"Is that all you ask? Well I can control all air. So that includes telekinesis."

Well that worked. He was blown away by this. I let it sink in for him by tying his undone shoelace for him, using telekinesis. It was fun impressing Edward Cullen.

After a short while of comfortable silence, where we just stared at the mountains in the distance, he spoke, "So what really happened to you." He looked genuinely concerned. I didn't know why I was telling him everything, what had he done to show me he could be a friend or be trusted? Nothing. But there was something in his eyes (I obviously had amnesia concerning my previous note to self) and I couldn't help telling him everything going through my mind.

There was no way I could lie to Edward Cullen, even if I wanted to.

"There was a newborn here yesterday, lurking in my front garden. We had words, well not so much words, more like fists," I chuckled a little.

"What? You fought a newborn…and won?" I was a little offended. I wasn't that weak. "How strong are half vamps?"

"Strong enough to take on newborns, I guess," How the hell did I know?

"What did they want?"

"To feed probably. She knew asked if we were the Dwyer's and when I said yes, she came at me like a bitch with a mission."

"Well, are you okay? My dad's a doctor; maybe you should come see him. He may know more about your injuries."

"It's okay really. I'm already healing, pretty quickly I think. You should have seen me yesterday."

He grimaced at my words.

"As long as you're okay Alex." I could have swooned then and there with the way he said my name. I composed myself as much as I could. He abruptly got up.

"Where are you going?" I was trying not to be anxious about the thought of him leaving.

"I'm just going to check around the house. Make sure no other nomad is lurking," he said with a smile in his voice.

"Kay." I rested my head against the stair post and closed my eyes. I had told finally told someone about me. I didn't have to lie to everyone anymore. I probably still had to lie to my other friends but at least I was honest with someone. It was a good feeling.

After checking the house, he came back and said "Do you need help getting inside, you should probably go get some rest?"

"Uh, thanks, I think I'll be fine. Thanks for the homework," I said sarcastically.

He smirked at me and without saying anything else, left.

I stared after his stupid silver Volvo. I was annoyed. I hadn't found out anything about him, considering all that he knew about me now. That was not cool. It was his turn to come clean, but instead of doing that, he just left.

Whatever. I was over it.

Thanks to the reviewers. Everything will be revealed, or maybe it won't, you'll just have to wait and see.

P.S Is anyone else as addicted to fanfic as I am? I swear, it needs to stop. I totally relate to the "Fanfiction, more addictive than crack, and cheaper too" quote now.