My second day at Forks High School was better... and worse. It was better because the rain didn't make an appearance during the night, finally letting me have a good night's sleep, and when I woke up it was still missing. Though, by the dark clouds covering the skies that it's return was certain.

It was worse because Edward Cullen also seemed to disappeared with the rain. I didn't know why Edward's absence made my day worse, I figured it was because I had been planning to confront him. But a part of me also wandered if it was actually because I just really liked looking at him, regardless of the annoyance he instills in me.

And when Edward's siblings came into lunch without him, I felt a little disappointed.

My day also sucked because by the end of it the rain came back with full force, but I just couldn't go home to hide. I had to go to the supermarket. It was no secret that both of my parents are shit cooks, Dad ate out pretty much every day. Something I would normally not be against, but I wanted to stay indoors and away from the cold rainy weather as much as possible. So, until I could say goodbye to Forks, I was on cooking duty.

By the time Dad got home from work I had already put the groceries away and was nearly finished frying the chicken.

"What's for dinner?" he had asked with a worried tone. I guessed he remembered what a terrible cook mom was.

"Chicken, rice and beans," I answered him.

He stood around for a minute before he went and set the table.

Dinner was mostly quiet. Until Dad decided to remind me of school.

After a few minutes he asked, "So, how's school going? Made any friends yet?"

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, not at my dad, but at the thought of the people in school.

I finished chewing then answered, "It's going good, I made a few friends."

He nodded, "Anyone I know?"

In a town this small? Probably. "I don't know, there's this boy Jeremy and also Allen,"

"Jeremy Stanley and Allen Weber, both are good guys," he replied.

"Jeremy's a bit ignorant, he asked if I got my tan living in Arizona," I chuckled.

This made Dad laugh louder than I had ever heard coming from him, "you got that color from me,"

"There's also Makayla and Erica, sooner or later I'm going to have to break it to them that I'm a raging gay guy," I laughed.

He chuckled, "and thank god for that, those kind of girls are no good. That Makayla is no exception."

"You don't have to tell me twice,"

Our conversation faded, I wanted to ask Dad about the Cullen's. Edward was still dancing around in my mind and I was curious about him.

I finally got my chance to ask when he was cleaning the dishes.

"dad? What do you know about the Cullen family?" I nervously asked.

He didn't look away from his work while he answered, "Dr. Cullen's family? They're great people,"

I hummed, "Yeah, the kids, though, They don't seem to fit in too much,"

This time he looked over at me with a tsk, "The people in this town always want to hate on the newcomers, those kids are good. They don't give me any trouble, I can't say the same about the Makayla's and Jeremy's of this town,"

Wow, "Go off, dad." I laughed.

"and Dr. Cullen is a brilliant surgeon who could work anywhere in the world but choose to live in a small town. This place should feel lucky to have him and his family,"

"and they're all good looking, that's a plus," I jokingly, but seriously, added.

He laughed, nodded, "you should see the parents. They really do make a beautiful couple. Half of the staff at the hospital have a tough time concentrating around Dr. Cullen."

"well, that's dangerous." I chuckled.

After Dad finished the dishes, he retreated to the living room to watch TV, while I headed upstairs to shower and do my homework. My Trig homework exhausted my brain, to the point that I actually slept through the pounding rain.

The next day, I was on edge. Waiting for Edward to show his face, but again he never showed. At lunch, his siblings sat alone, they barely spoke to each other while picking at their uneaten food. I let myself relax after seeing the empty seat next to mine in biology. And I couldn't help myself from looking over at the Cullen siblings by their car, after school. It was the beginnings of a bad habit that I needed to end.

This day, they were waiting on Archie. Rosalie and Emmett were in their own little world under the drizzling rain, while Jasper was looking away. I examined them as I walked toward my truck, they were an insanely beautiful couple. His dark skin complemented hers. Like chocolate and caramel, they just went together. His hand rested on her hip as she leaned against the car. Even with their heights you could see that Emmett only had a few inches of height on Rosalie.

It was like looking at a real power couple, both looked like they knew their way around a gym, they should teach me. I then felt eyes on me, and I looked to find Jasper looking back at me. He had caught me looking, and my face heated up, as I looked away, and rushed faster toward my truck.

The rest of my week went by fast, Edward never returned, and I was becoming more comfortable around most of my new friends. Makayla kept hinting her interest in me, something i kept acting oblivious of. It wasn't intentional, I just didn't want or feel like telling her about my sexuality, though I did go out of my way to show I wasn't interested. She sat with me at all our shared classes and even kept me out of the way of the ball at gym. All while Erica trailed behind glaring at the back of her head.

Allen was the only person I had felt comfortable enough around to come out to, he was the only one I trusted enough not to tell. And he needed someone to laugh with every time Makayla and Erica argued silently about who would sit closest to me at lunch.

Every day, I looked toward the Cullen's making sure Edward wasn't there before I could go ahead and join the conversation going on.

It was mostly about a trip to La Push beach that I had decided on not attending in two weeks. Beaches are supposed to be hot, and other then the sea, dry.

On Friday, I had finally convinced myself that Edward had dropped out of school and had run away to Brazil. I was comfortable entering biology without my heart threatening to burst through my chest.

My first weekend in Forks was boring, as predicted. I stayed home, moving things around in my room and talking to mom on the phone. Dad was busy working and he always had food waiting for him when he got home, we would eat together then go our separate ways.

Monday came faster than I thought possible, I got through my morning classes and headed to the cafeteria with Makayla. A surprise was waiting for us when we exited the building.

"Wow, it's snowing!" Makayla was excited about the snow.

I was not, "Fucking great,"

She turned to me confused, "you don't like snow?"

I shook my head, snow falling off my hair and to the ground, "No, fuck, no. it just means it's too cold for rain,"

"is this your first time seeing snow?"

"Of course not, I've seen it in movies." I shrugged.

She laughed at me, just as a ball of snow came crashing into the back of her head. We both turned in the direction it came from, Erica was a few feet away from us, walking in the opposite direction of the cafeteria. Makayla seemed to suspect her too, because she bent down to grab snow and that was my cue to leave.

During my power walk to the cafeteria, Jeremy joined me. He was laughing, and his hair was dripping with melting ice.

"Hey, Beau. Isn't it awesome? The snow!" he greeted, shaking his wet hair, some drops landed on me and I hissed at the coldness of it hitting my skin.

"No, and if anyone decides to throw snow at me, I'll kill them." I said seriously as we walked into the crowded room.

He laughed at me as if I was joking, and we joined the line for food.

"We should have a snowball fight afterschool," he said excitedly.

I groaned, grabbing a coke and some chips, "Don't count me in,"

Jeremy talked animatedly about his snowball fiasco throughout our whole walk to the table, I tried to tune him out. Hoping for Allen to finally come and save me from Jeremy.

Jeremy finally turned his conversation to Makayla when she joined. And I decided to sneak a look toward the Cullen's, which made my heart stop when I realized five people were sitting there today.

Fuck.

They looked like they belonged in a movie, Emmett had his hair saturated with melting snow. He was shaking his head at Rosalie and Archie as they leaned away from him, but they couldn't escape the water as it kept landing on their jackets. They were all laughing, enjoying the snowy day like everyone else.

I looked at Edward, his laughter made him more handsome than I thought possible. He looked different than he did the last time I saw him, his soft looking skin was less pale and more vibrant. The purple circle beneath his eyes were less noticeable.

I was trying to pinpoint any other changes, but I was caught red handed before I could notice anything else.

"What're you looking at, Beau?" Jeremy pulled me back in, just as Edward began looking in my direction.

I looked away, turning away and angling my body toward Jeremy.

Jeremy looked over my shoulder, "Um, Edward Cullen is looking at you,"

"Does he look mad?" I asked.

Jeremy looked back at me, "No? why would he?"

"I don't think he likes me very much," I admitted.

Jeremy laughed, "The Cullen's don't like anybody, don't feel too bad. He's still looking..."

"okay, enough. Stop looking at him." I hissed.

He laughed but turned away, "Maybe he's gay. What if he likes you? That would explain why he's never gone out with any of the girls around here!"

He sounded as if he'd made some big discovery and I had to laugh, just as he turned toward Logan to discuss his unfounded theory.

I then turned to Allen, who had joined us quietly while I was distracted looking at a guy that was in my opinion way out of my league, "I can't with him,"

Allen laughed, nodding in agreement.

All throughout the lunch hour, I had butterflies in my stomach. How was I going to sit next to Edward in Biology? I didn't want a repeat of last week, and I had long since lost any nerve I had to confront Edward.

I never looked back at The Cullen's table, I even left early with Allen hoping to get there before Edward. Mr. Banner was the only one in the Biology room when we got there, and he allowed us to sit while waiting for everyone else to join.

I laid my head down on the table and concentrated on breathing, hoping to calm the anxiety I was feeling along with the butterflies flying around in my stomach. Though, both got worse when I heard Edward's chair move, signaling his arrival.

"Hello," said his quite musical voice.

I got up, looking at Edward through wide eyes. Who was sitting as far away from me as possible, but his chair was angled toward me.

I looked him over, Edward's hair was a wet mess of bangs and he had a friendly smile on his lips, the dimples in his round cheeks made my heart stutter.

"My name is Edward Cullen," he continued, his careful eyes on my face, "I didn't get a chance to introduce myself last week, you must be Beau,"

I was confused, why was he talking to me? And what was I supposed to say back to him?

But my mouth seemed to work alone, because I then said; "I'm not surprised, with all the glaring you did."

To my surprise, Edward laughed, "sorry about that, I wasn't in my right mind. I had been going through something, that's why I haven't been here,"

This time I seemed to take charge of my words, "Oh, its fine."

The conversation died when Mr. Banner began the class. I tried to pay attention, but I was in my own head about the fact that Edward actually talked to me. And that he actually apologized.

My thoughts were snapped back to earth when Mr. Banner announced that we would be working with our partners today. To me this meant more opportunities to further embarrass myself in front of Edward.

The lab today was one I had done before.

My mistakes should be minimal, I shrugged to myself.

"So, identify the phases of mitosis, and after I'll show you some slides up on the projector and you can correct yourselves," Mr. Banner explained, and everyone got to work at once.

"May I?" Edward asked, gesturing toward the microscope.

I could only look and nod.

It's a good thing my skin was dark, otherwise he would've been able to see the flush of blood surfacing in my face. I told myself.

Edward looked away sharply before grabbing the microscope, pulling it toward him. He seemed to have been holding his breath as he looked through the scope for half a second, maybe less, and stating, "Metaphase,"

I raised an eyebrow, and Edward looked at me, "did you want to check?"

"No, I trust you,"

Edward nodded before writing the answer down on our worksheet, then moving on to the next slide.

Hey, if he wanted to do all the work, I'm not going to stop him. I'm too busy looking at him to care about sharing the work. I wanted to laugh at my own thought, but I fought against the risk of looking crazy.

Again, Edward only wasted a moment in identifying the slide, "Prophase,"

This time, I wrote down the response, wishing I hadn't after seeing my messy handwriting next to Edward's perfect one.

I looked back at him, he was switching slides again when he suddenly looked up just a second before Mr. Banner said; "Mr Cullen?"

"Yes, Mr. Banner?" he spoke in a polite voice, as he slid the microscope towards me.

"Maybe, you should give Mr Swan an opportunity to do his share of the work?"

"Of Course," he replied before turning back to me with a nod.

And suddenly I was painfully aware of Edward's eyes on me as I looked through the scope. I thought Edward watching me was only fair seeing as I had been doing the same. But it still made me hyperaware of my own movements, and I felt awkward.

I pulled back after a few seconds, "Anaphase,"

"May I have a look?" Edward asked, and I moved to push the microscope back to him just as he placed his hand around it, our hands touched, and I jerked away like I had been burned. But actually, Edward's hands were freezing, not hot. Though that was not why I'd jerked away like he had some kind of sickness, it was the fact that Edward's touch was electric.

Edward muttered an apology before looking through the scope.

"Anaphase," he echoed me.

"Looks like you're not the only smart one," I joked, talking like I had been running a marathon.

"Perhaps not," Edward smiled back at me, flashing the dimples that made the butterflies in my stomach flutter some more.

I smiled and went to change the slide, but it seemed like Edward's touch also intoxicated me because I dropped both the slide I was changing and the last slide we had left to identify. One of them fell on the table, thankfully not shattering, but the other bounced off and was heading toward the floor. I braced myself for the sound of broken glass, but Edward had already caught it.

"Nice reflexes, thanks," I breathed.

Edward chuckled, "Not a problem, we don't need it anyway. It's not a mystery,"

He wrote done both Anaphase and Telophase in their respective spots on our worksheets then turned to me.

"It's too bad about the snow, isn't it?" he nodded toward the window.

I glanced over, the rain had replaced the snow and was melting what remained on the ground, "Oh thank fucking god,"

His musical laugh filled the space around them, "You don't like the snow?"

I laughed a little before answering, it felt awkward and force, "Not at all, I hate cold and rainy weather,"

"Well, you picked a wonderful place to live. Were you exiled here against your will?"

I looked in his eyes, "No, I exiled myself, actually."

Edward crooked his head, his face morphed into a look of confusion. And I thought it was fucking adorable, "Why?"

I knew the answer, but I didn't really want to.

Would he really care about how I ended up in this hellhole?

"I don't really know how to answer," I replied.

"You can start at the beginning?" Edward suggested, inclining a bit forward as if he had just gotten the most exciting interview of his life.

So, I did, "Well, my mom remarried and he's a minor league baseball player, so he travels a lot. I didn't want to keep her home unhappy with me, so I decided to come live with my dad for a while."

"That doesn't sound too complicated,"

All while I was answering him, I finally could see the last thing different about him, and again my brain and mouth filter stopped working together and I asked; "Did you get contacts?"

Edward looked confused by my random question and leaned away as the blood returned to my face. "No,"

"Oh, there's just something different about your eyes."

They were like golden honey pools that I wanted to get lost in, though last week they were a pit of black. I had seen my own hazel eyes do that, change colors from green to blue to the ugliest yellow, but I had never seen deep dark black eyes do that. It was strange, and I didn't know how I didn't notice it before, maybe I was too preoccupied with my heart palpitations.

Edward became a statue and I looked down at my feet, noticing Edward's hands were clenched into fists.

"Are you unhappy now?" his voice made me look back up, finding that he was already looking and leaning toward me, curiosity in his golden eyes.

His question caught me off guard, "About living in Forks?"

Edward only nodded.

"I..." no one had asked me that, and for a moment I battled with myself about it inside my head. Was I unhappy? I didn't think so, but I did feel a jolt of sadness as I thought back to my mom and the warm weather, even some of the friends I had, which I hadn't gotten around to replying to their messages.

I came back down, only to find Edward looking at me in frustration.

Right, I hadn't answered, "I'm thinking about it, I'll let you know when I figure it out." Somehow my answer only enhanced his frustrated look. "am I annoying you, again or something?"

He leaned back, "No, I'm annoying myself."

"how so?" it was my turn to be curious.

"it's just, I'm particularly good at reading people. But with you, it's different. I don't know what to make of you yet," I grinned, "is that funny?" Edward cocked his head.

He was like a cute puppy, curious and adorable. "No," I laughed a little. "my mom calls me her open book, she says she reads every thought I have on my face."

Edward straightened his head, and looked at me through intense, half glaring eyes. Almost as if he was trying to read me like my mom did.

"Are you like an empath or something? Have you lost your psychic abilities because of me?" I half joked, I believed in brujeria, after all.

Edward laughed, "I suppose maybe I have gotten overconfident."

"Sorry I made you lose your ability." Ugh, those dimples.

"I forgive you." he smiled.

Just then, Mr. Banner called the class to order, and I was relieved to take a break from the roller coaster ride that was Edward Cullen. He made me and the butterflies too nervous. But also happy that he was interested, or seemed, interested in getting to know me. The possibility of Edward liking boys and me actually having a chance with him was making me dizzy, but I didn't know if I was getting way too ahead of myself because I'm a self-proclaimed dumb gay, or because Edward was just simply intoxicatingly handsome and intriguing. Smart too, how was that fair? Where were his flaws? I guess Edward getting easily annoyed counts as one.

I snuck a look back over at him, he was leaned away and gripping the edge of the table.

I didn't even try to pay attention to Mr. Banner, nothing he could say, or show on the projector, could bring me back from space.

Finally, the bell rang, Edward muttered a goodbye to me then went straight out of the door with grace and swiftness.

Sadly, for me, Makayla took it as a chance to come over to me as I was moving toward the door, Allen was busy talking to Mr. Banner and told us not to wait for him. Making me curse at him in my head.

"That was awful, you don't know how lucky you are to have Edward as your cousin... I mean, partner... why did I say cousin...?"

I laughed, for once Makayla had said something funny. Though unintentional.

I looked at her and she looked actually proud, which made me stop.

"I knew what I was doing too," I stated, after.

"lucky," she groaned, "It seemed like he was friendly today,"

On our way to History, I stopped listening to Makayla's small talk. I had two periods left before I free from school. In most of my classes, they were teaching the same thing I had already learned in my last school. That was the only benefit I had gotten from moving to a new school in March. So, as Mrs. Brown taught about the civil war, I paid no attention and began doodling in the back of my notebook. This happened in Spanish also, seeing as it was my first language and I thought it was a joke that they were making me even take this class. And in art class, where I turned my doodle into a piece of art by painting it. Afterwards realizing that I was looking into two puppy-like eyes, eyes that were the color of golden honey that looked back at him curiously.

I murmured a "Fuck," and pushed the drawing into my bag.

When I walked outside, the rain had taken all the snow and turned into a light mist, making me shiver and walk faster to my truck. As soon as I was inside, I jammed the key into the ignition and started it, blasting the heat. Though, the air came out cold, I waited for it to heat up.

I then turned to make sure my way was clear when I noticed Edward standing three empty parking spaces away from me. He was leaned against the driver's side of his car, looking down at his shoes. Though, with my luck as soon as I noticed him, he looked up at me. He smiled back at me and I awkwardly waved back before turning and reversing, in my rush to stop further embarrassment, I almost hit an old Toyota. But, luckily for the driver, I stepped back on the brake before my truck put it to rest.

From my peripheral vision I could tell Edward was laughing. So, I turned and saw that he was joined by his brother, Archie, who was also laughing. I glared playfully at them through my embarrassment before double checking that my way was clear to head home.

Today was weird.