Sorry it's so short. I know the car scene comes next, and I figured that that was the best place to end before then... More to come tomorrow. I feel much better today than yesterday! ;D

Point of View

He fascinated me. There was no other way to describe the way I couldn't look away when he spoke. Exiling himself to Forks, as he put it, to make his mother happy? He was so responsive, observant, mature. It was surprising. Considering my ususal insight into the minds of teenagers, they were typically immature, irritating, and predictable. He was the opposite.

Though he had a great personality, and I shook my head at the cliche, he was also just... different. And gorgeous. His hair, the gorgeous color, all in disarray. His piercing green eyes made me feel like he was giving me all his attention, and for once I reveled in the feeling of being seen.

I met Alice in the gym, and I was relieved when the coach didn't make us dress out for the first day, though she did give us uniforms and a locker. Instead, we sat on the bleachers in the gym, watching while two half-court basketball games were going on. Alice watched the girls' game with interest, as she picked off good players and noted the bad ones, sometimes looking into the future to see what the score would be. I was enthralled by the boys' game. Edward was playing. I hadn't known he'd have last period with me, and I watched as he played. He was good. I cringed, thinking about my own skill. The thoughts of his teammates were either of admiration or jealousy, and his opponents' minds were filled with irritation. Edward and one other boy seemed to be dominating the game, and as they were on opposite teams, rivals of sorts. I just about fell out of my seat when Edward looked in my direction after the coach called the games to a halt for the day. Queasiness filled me, and I was glad that I always had an empty stomach, remembering with revulsion my aptitude for fainting and the occasional nausea and vomit when I was human. I rushed out of the gym, Alice hard pressed to keep up with my longer legs (though not long by any means).

Once we were home, I sprinted up the stairs, and locked myself in my room. Turning my extremely high-tech stereo (OOC: Yup... that's about as far as I go with the stereo description... definitely NOT a technology genius), I thumped on the couch. Well, tripped, more like. Catching my foot on the edge of the couch, I twisted in the air in shock as I landed on my back on the couch. Actually, it was quite a comfortable position, so I wiggled down deeper. Using the remote, I turned the volume up as loud as it would go without Alice coming up here to strangle me (if that were possible) and closed my eyes...

Edward's Point of View

When I reached home after school, I still hadn't processed my day. Two classes with Isabella Cullen, and she'd spoken to me! Seeing her in gym almost made me fall on my face right before class started. She was watching me the whole time, I could tell, with unwarranted scrutiny, like I was a bug under a microscope. So long as she was interested in me. I felt some disappointment though at the realization that she wasn't interested in me that way. She'd said I was different. She was curious. That was all, and I felt like it was a letdown.

Trudging upstairs, I slammed my door by accident and sighed as I put a Debussy CD into my CD player and played the volume low, leaning back on my bed, staring out the window.

Again... sorry for shortness, but I'll post more tomorrow, and any reviews are greatly appreciated! Along with tips or anything else.