First Chapter and I Almost Die

I had known this would happen. I just thought I would have more time to prepare myself to meet him. Instead, Edward Cullen showed up in my first class.

Now, I had been a Twilight fan when I was young. I had read the books and watched the movies. I watched the movies again during the pandemic. But I had never been a big enough fan to memorize Edward's or Bella's timetables.

It was still my fault. Like the movies and other fanfiction stories, I had also expected my first viewing of the Cullen family to happen during lunch. And then be nearly killed in Biology II after.

But no, Edward showed up in my first class of the day- Trigonometry.

I was sitting beside my 'best friend' (never met this girl before) and she was telling me about her weekend trip to Seattle with her family. I gathered with my incredible sleuthing that her name was Samantha Wells (her name was written in her notebook). She had called me Rhea so I was thankful that my name was still the same in this universe. My age sure wasn't.

I had concluded that I was still sleepy when I woke up in a strange bedroom. But I let out a loud scream when I got up and stood in front of the mirror. My body had changed. I was back to looking a bit gangly and slightly overweight as I did in my teenage years. My black hair had grown back in length to mid-back. But no acne in this universe thankfully.

A man knocked on my room then and asked if everything was fine. I had given back a generic response about seeing some insect. And he told me to get ready for school.

School. I shuddered.

Had I gone to hell? Why would I be going to school again?

I opened up the wardrobe in front of me looking for something resembling a uniform. But all I found were casual clothes. Sweaters, some hoodies, etc. I looked around the room and found some clothes hanging on a chair.

I always had a habit of laying out the clothes I was planning to wear the next day. So this would probably be it. It was a simple blouse, sweater, and jeans combination. Did I really have to think about what to wear to school every day? That was going to be a hassle.

There were a thousand and one questions running through my mind. But everything was strangely muted. I felt myself nearing a breakdown whenever I thought about something for a little more than ten seconds. I nearly had a meltdown when I had to figure out the shower. So, I decided to pretend everything was fine. Though, I wasn't doing a good job

Getting ready was a traumatizing affair as I wasn't sure if what I was doing was wrong or right. I went into the living room and found two men lounging there. One was reading a newspaper while the other was flipping channels on the television.

They both looked at me. The one reading the newspaper was wearing a shirt, tie and pants. He looked like he was going to leave for work. But what work did he do? I had no idea. And the other man was simply wearing pajamas. Clearly, he wasn't going anywhere.

I looked around the room for any hint as to why I was living with them. I had low hopes but I found that the walls were covered with pictures. Some were of just the two of them, and some included me. There were somewhere I was a baby, one in which I was dressed as a banana for some reason, and the most recent one which had Statue of Liberty in the background.

So we went to New York together? I had never left Delhi, India in my life. I didn't even have a passport.

"Oh, you're ready," The man reading the newspaper said, "Maybe you'll be able to have some breakfast before leaving."

Just then a loud horn had come from outside.

The other man laughed.

"You always have to jinx things, Jerry." He got up from the couch and went to the kitchen while I just stood there dumbly.

He came back with a toast covered with tissue.

"Have fun in school kid. Come back early we are going on a father-daughter date today."

I took the toast from him mechanically but didn't say anything in reply. The loud horn made its appearance again and I ran out to my savior.

Had the man said 'father daughter' date? But we definitely did not look anything like that. I definitely had 'Indian' features down to the stereotypical brown skin and long black hair. The man who had claimed to be my father had Caucasian skin and red hair. While the other man also had Caucasian skin but he had blonde hair.

So I wasn't related to them. Was I adopted? Kidnapped?

I made my way to the car outside and the girl sitting inside waved me over impatiently.

I got in the passenger side quickly and she started up the car. It felt weird as the driver's seat was usually on the right side in India.

"It's been so long since we caught up Rhea. I missed you out there in Seattle. You should have come with- it was so much fun…." And so she kept speaking. I looked at her and made non-committal noises from time to time. It seemed to be good enough for the girl as she kept up her story throughout the ten minutes ride that we had.

She stopped her car in front of a sad building which had 'Forks High' written on it.

Forks?

Twilight?

What?

I got out of the car and looked around the parking lot. And sure enough, the huge orange truck was there. So was the silver, slightly expensive looking car I assumed was a Volvo. I did not have enough knowledge to know what cars were parked.

Was I really in the Twilight universe? Is that what was happening?

Suddenly my mind became alert again. I had just been going along with everything that had been going on till now but now the stakes had gone up.

Vampires. There were vampires here. And I knew that they were vampires.

Wouldn't they have to turn me over to the Volturi if they found out that I knew about vampires' existence? And if I face Aro then he would know everything in an instant.

Wait if Aro would know everything then wouldn't Edward? He could read minds and a human mind yelling VAMPIRE would surely catch his attention. But didn't people who fell in this universe usually have the same mind shield that Bella had? But is fanfiction applicable in this universe?

Somehow, I had reached my first class. Had I stopped at my locker on the way? No, I hadn't. I had just blindly followed the girl and sat down beside her. She took out a book titled Trigonometry and I did the same.

So I had Trig. Did Bella have Trig? I looked around but couldn't find anyone similar to her. But what if she doesn't look like Kristen Stewart?

What was the point of looking for Bella anyways? It was her soulmate or whatever I had to be careful of. I didn't want to be turned into a vampire. That I was sure about. I had always wanted to grow old and die. Immortality, no sleep, and no eating? I would pass quite happily.

The risk was so much higher though. What if the Volturi decided that I posed a huge risk? Wouldn't it be easier for them to just kill me? This brought me right back to Edward.

It was as if I had summoned him. He entered the room just then and there was no way I wouldn't have recognized him. He had the bronze hair, Stephanie Meyer had written so religiously about. He had pale skin which seemed to be glow despite the gloomy weather Forks was currently having. He was tall and seemed to have lean muscles which the turtleneck emphasized.

His face though. He looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here. He didn't make eye contact with anyone as he made his way to his seemingly designated seat near the window.

How could anyone look at him and think that he was human? Or was I looking at the things that didn't make him human since I already knew he was a vampire?

He froze suddenly and turned around to look at me.

Had- had he heard me? Does he know that I know that he is a vampire?

No, no let's be casual and pretend this didn't happen. He might know that I know he is a vampire. But he doesn't need to know that I know about his mind-reading abilities or Alice seeing the future- no, brain shut up.

Edward's face was carefully expressionless as he took a step towards me.

The teacher made his presence known then and I had never been grateful to a teacher before then. He was a true angel.

"Mr. Cullen please take your seat and we will start this class."

Edward didn't have a choice but to turn back around and sit down. I let out a sigh of relief. I had thirty minutes to come up with a plan.

Edward's body was leaning in my direction completely. As if physical closeness would enable him to hear my thoughts better. But couldn't he hear thoughts from a mile away? At least that's what I remembered from the books.

"Miss Sharma, can you stop staring at Mr. Cullen and tell me the answer to this question?"

I take back what I said about this teacher. He could go rot in hell. I wouldn't mind if Edward or the Volturi came to kill me now. I would gladly just die. I didn't deserve to live after embarrassing myself so thoroughly on the first day of my second life.

The whole lesson I tried to think only about Trig and nothing else. Because as soon as I found myself trying to think of what to say to Edward, I found my thoughts starting to slip. And Edward would always twitch or freeze at something. This would make me realize that I had been thinking about something from Twilight and I would go right back to working on Trig.

It was a never-ending cycle.

As soon as the bell rang, Edward Cullen came to stand in front of my desk.

"Sharma, there is something we need to talk about. Don't you think?"

And that's it for today's update folks. A cliffhanger of course. Because I'm just that cruel. Leave behind a review about what you think. Criticism is also appreciated. Also, I know that Rhea's personality isn't really shining through in this one. Or is it?