Author's Note: Okay, so this is a little different than the other chapters, it's not from Bella's point of view, yet. It's more of a third person POV, actually. Just, thought I'd tell you so you wouldn't get confused, lol. And, I realize this is extremely short. This isn't the whole chapter, though, I still need to write it from Bella's POV, so... yeah. I just felt like updating.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, New Moon, or any of their characters.
Chapter 3: Spy
She ran in and out of the dark trees, smelling the air for burning rubber and the scent of a certain human girl. When she found the house she was looking for, she slipped among the shadows, disappearing into the landscape. A peal of thunder bounced off the trees and the wet ground. The clouds opened up and raged their fury by pouring waterfalls upon the earth.
The human was standing as still as she could on the stoop of the house, a confused look on her face; so ordinary and absolutely plain. A pallid skin tone and ratty, mahogany hair could not possibly lure such an exceptional vampire as Edward Cullen.
No, there had to be something more to his little pet that she didn't know about. Something had to be extraordinary about this little mouse of a girl.
The girl stepped into the small house. She took this as a chance to get closer, to examine the pet's habits. She peered into a window at the back of the house and saw the human grab a bowl from the cupboard. She ducked away and ran back to the reclusive white home, preparing an apology.
It had been a mistake insulting his little amusement when he obviously cared so much about her, but the jealousy had gotten the best of her. She was in control now. Her temper was going to cost her; she wasn't about to win over anyone with an attitude and foul mouth.
She had to be as sweet as she possibly could. That's what the human seemed to do. She would study the girl, watch and mimic. Hopefully she could intensify the traits that Edward liked the best. Yes, she would transform into his perfect woman; his perfect vampire. After he fell head over heels for her, he would have no use for this human, this pest. And after he left the girl, she could finish her off.
After-all, what was another human to a thirsty vampire?