I just sat silently, watching everyone one of my circle of …I guess you could call them friends. When entering the cafeteria, my eyes sweep the entire cafeteria in one split-second glance I crutch past the chatting buddies and sit at the table that Edward was beckoning me to. And I smirk.

"You rang, Master?"

I couldn't help but let out a little grin and Bella appearing out of nowhere slaps my arm, and I exaggeratedly cry out and cradle it to my chest. "Sexual Abuse!" I pout my lip, giving Bella a really tearful stare.

She just rolls her eyes and turns her attention to Edward, getting the hint awfully clearly and feasting my eyes upon the glorious being in front of us.

"This is….different…" Bella began.

"Well, I decided as long as I was going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly."

Damned… damned to hell… for an eternity…I present myself with a clue…

I keep my findings to myself, hearing Bella point out. "You know I don't have any idea what you mean…"

"I know," he cracks a smile , but flashes his eyes in my direction, making me think that Bella's situation did not apply to me at all.

"I think your friends are angry with me for stealing both of you." I raised my eyebrow at his diction.

"They will survive" Bella, with just a touch of sarcasm, replies.

I know for one thing, their stares didn't bother me one bit.

"I may not give you back, though." He says with a particularly deliciously mischievous glint in his eyes

"Ookay, love birds I'm sure I'm not supposed to be here for this conversation, so I'll just… go over there…yonder." I pick myself up from the table, and walk over to the rest of the Cullens, a small smile on my face as Alice happily greets me, chirping with several questions about me and the like.

I couldn't help but feel if I just walked out on something so very important, and I felt almost lost from my sudden departure.

Alice thankfully takes my hint that I'd like to be silent and turns to start a conversation about Versace with Rosalie.

I was a little bit tired and depressed, nothing a quick nap wouldn't fix

DreamWorld

I was wrapped in cold arms, my face pressed against a lovely cold, neck, a voice that I can't recognize whispering these sweet delicious things to me about chocolate.

A man after my own heart.

This man had a delectable piece of chocolate held between two fingers and hand fed me the chocolate, slowly allowing my lips to enclose around his fingers, and I definitely licks his fingers for the remains of the chocolate, making me moan in ecstasy, and making him tighten his hold on me.

"Mmmm your fingers taste so good even without the chocolate.. Yumm."

I felt him lean into my ear, his voice dripping with lust. " And I bet YOU taste extremely delicious, my dear.. Now allow me to satiate my hunger.."

I had blushed hotly, and he definitely moaned as he rubbed his face into my neck, making me gasp.

I felt his teeth lightly scratch over my skin till he stopped at the vein in my neck where he hums in appreciation and dug his teeth into my skin with a quick snap of his jaws.

"FUCK, you really fucking bit me?"

I jerk away to see the entire Cullen family staring at me and I blush heavily, a smile sliding across my face.

" Well… hey there.. Uh.. Yeah.. I go into deep sleep pretty much anywhere… you know.. Hehe… and I wasn't really dreaming about anyone.. You know.. .someone that was unrecognizable to me, heh."

They all share a knowing look, before continuing their conversations.

Oh my gawd… that was so embarrassing. I slumped forward, just noticing I was breathing heavily, and there was sweat on the table where my head was and I groan under my breath.

That's the second time I had a fucking fantasy, dream, thing.

Sitting in class, we were doing blood typing, how fun sounding. So I just sat there, wondering where Edward was.

It was until a few moments later that it hit me, and stiffened in my seat.

Holy shit! No wonder he's absent. BLOOD typing. Another clue! Oh shit…this is getting a bit closer to the extraordinary legends here, which myth has an aversion to blood? Well I don't think any do, but perhaps aversion is the opposite of what's going on. Which myth loves blood so much that around innocent blood they skip out?

I rub my neck where I dreamt about getting bitten and freeze.

Holy shit… no way. My eyes close thinking deeply about this.

The blood thing, the pale skin, the coolness of their skin, the uncanny ability to… do what? I'm not sure, but the strength, managing to stop a vehicle in motion, the attractiveness of the vampires.

I let out a loaded breath before opening my eyes to see someone accidentally cut themselves too vigorously.

Point. Proven.

Banner spoke right next to my ear, almost. "Can someone take Bella to the nurse, please?"

Mike volunteers, of course.

I quickly volunteer. "I'll explain the situation to the nurse, sir. Plus, I've already done this lab. Sir, I'm O+."

Banner considers this for a moment, and he nods. "Go then, I'll excuse you from this lab then."

I get up and hold the door for Mike and Bella and I glare at Mike, hissing. "If you try ANYTHING, your ass is mine."

I see him gulp and slide his arm from around her waist, and she suddenly speaks out.

"Just let me sit for a minute, please?" She slumps down on the sidewalk, and I sit next to her, brushing her hair out of her face, and trying to calm her down.

Busy with taking her vitals, the way her eyelids fluttered every other second, and how pale her face was, her hands were trembling, and her lips were paler than her face, she was very freaked out.

I didn't look up until I heard Edward call our names.

"Bella? Alyson?"

"What's wrong - is Bella hurt?" He sounded upset.

Mike answered. " I think she's fainted. I don't know what happened, she didn't even stick her finger."

I automatically corrected him. "She didn't have to stick her finger. She's nauseous at the sight of blood, so she didn't faint, she just gets sick. I can easily say this qualifies her as Hematophobic." I quickly glance at Edward. "We need to get her to the nurse…I'm sure I'm strong enough to carry here, but, I think she'd enjoy it if you did the honors. Mike, you can go back to class." I didn't even turn to see if he did, but I certainly heard the light, and surprisingly not heavier, steps of Edward as we hurried off to the clinic.

I held open the door and the nurse gasps.

"Oh my."

"She fainted in Biology." Edward and I say at the same time. Easier to say fainted instead of she's hematophobic.

I followed Edward, eyeing him suspiciously as he placed her on the mattress thing, and I sat next to her, rubbing at her wrist softly.

They conversed around me as I thought about Edward's sudden appearance.

How in the hell did he even know to walk down this exact hallway at this exact time? Or rather, how COULD he have known to?

My eyes gaze across the room in his direction for a split second before I return to Bella's now restored appearance enough to hear the nurse. "You can both head back to class now." My eyes raise from their focus on Bella to the nurse. And I hold back a glare.

"We're supposed to stay with her." Edward authorized, and that took care of that.

I checked my watch, and let go of Bella's wrist, she looked much, much better.

The door clangs open and Ms. Cope sticks her head through and calls out. "We've got another one."

I can't help but flash my eyes in Edward's direction, and my head snaps in the direction of the door as Mike staggers in with a drowsy Lee Stephens supported against him. I quickly help him into the clinic, and scan him of any injuries, my mouth pursing in concentration., until Edward slaps a cold hand upon my forearm and drags me out the office, next to an almost-hyperventilating Bella.

"What the…" I didn't even get a chance to finish, for Mike had burst right back out of the office, and into the hallway.

I narrowed my eyes at him, not even paying attention to the conversation as I turned towards the Science Building, until Mike spoke up. "Wait! So are you still going this weekend? To the beach?" He glanced first at Bella, then Edward, and then finally at me. Honestly, third place?

I nodded slowly as Bella replies, with a hint of exasperation, "Sure, I said I was in."

"We're meeting at my dad's store, at ten."

"We'll be there."

"I'll see you in Gym, then."

And I sank against the lockers, wondering if the day would ever end, as Mike finished up his salutations to Bella.

Bella, feeling the same way, groaned. "Gym…"

"I can take care of that." Edward speaks. "You sit down and look pale." He glances at me, just staring back at him with a disinterested stare, blank and emotionless, and tired. "And you . . . Look exactly like that, that's wonderful."

Somehow, without doing anything at all today, I was exhausted, so I just slumped against Bella's side as Edward talked to Ms. Cope. And, I was starting to get a headache.

Edward asked Bella something and she replied with something, I felt both of their gazes on me, and the she said something else. I felt myself being gently pushed off Bella, and the warmth left my side, only to be chilled out with Edward's strong back being pressed into my front, and I squeal, instincts taking over, wrapping my arms and legs around his neck and waist respectively, my eyes wide as I stare into Edward's face, his head turned towards me in an amused second. Oh, this felt very familiar, and my mind flashes back to the dream before I shake it from my mind, with a small blush.

Bella explains. "Well, Edward thought that you wouldn't want to be held bridle style, so…the only other choices were me carrying you, or you riding on his back, and…let's just say that I'm not a weight lifter, and that I know muscle is heavier than fat…"

My eyes glaze over and I nod, the headache getting worse and I mutter my acceptance. Plus, Edward's neck really felt good, and I surely couldn't help but tuck my face into the crook of his neck, and breath in his delicious scent. I just about melted.

Edward whispers into my ear. "You're in no condition to drive, Alyson…"

I didn't know what the hell was going on, but I nodded, muttering about my car."

"Rosalie will take it to your house." Edward replies gently.

I dig in my pocket for my keys and I handed them to him, whispering. "Thank you." And with that, I fall off into a deep sleep…

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