I pulled into our usual parking spot, cut off the engine, and got out. There was a police cruiser parked at the fire lane near the office. If I remember correctly, the Police Chief's son was transferred to our school. It was the minds of the students who had seen him that told me he was blind. It wasn't until lunch that I saw Beaufort Swan-Beau he corrected everyone-with my own eyes. He was indeed blind and currently being led into the cafeteria by Jessica Stanley. She wasn't doing a good job because he was wobbly and seemed that she would forget that she had to remind him to either watch his step or steer him away from doors and walls. She even almost tripped herself because of Beau's cane.

Jessica got his lunch for him and they sat down at the table where her friends were. I was under the impression that he was putting on an act. Jasper also had the same impression, he was analyzing everything in his battle-ready head of his. Angel Webber was the one that took over and walked him into Biology. It was then that I caught his scent as Mr. Banner signed his slip and walked him over to my table. This was not going to be good. I was thinking of a million different ways to kill him as he sat there helpless and unknowing.

The bell finally rang. I left the notepaper on the desk for him and I ran out quickly (human speed) to avoid him and before I spoke the words that would make him come with me. After school I went to the office to see if I could change out of biology, it was when I was talking to Mrs. Cope that I caught Mike Newton's mind, he was leading Beau to the office, "never mind Mrs. Cope. I understand that it is impossible. " I said leaving the office before Beau walked in.

I got in the car and drove home, I didn't know what to do and found myself leaving home for a while. This didn't last long as in two weeks I ended up back home. My family was more cautious when I went back to school and Jasper seemed a bit smug since I was also having some trouble now. I went through my normal schooling until lunch had me back with my family, it was then that I realized I couldn't read Beau's mind. I tried as he walked towards us with Angela helping him. I was careful not to breathe as he stood near me. "Hi Edward," he said. Jaspers smuggest dropped as he fully absorbed Beau's emotion and calm came over him.

"Hello," I responded.

"I got your homework and notes for biology, though you should thank Angela." ah right Mr. Banner assigned me not just as a lab partner but his note-taker.

"I'm really sorry about flaking like that I was really sick," I said. He reached out his hand.

"A little further Beau and careful or you'll bump into Jasper. Angela said quietly. It surprised all of us as Jasper took his hand and guided it to the table.

"Thanks?"

"Jasper Hale," Jasper said. Beau smiled as he sat his bag down and opened it.

"Blue folder," he muttered under his breath. We of course all heard him repeat that as his hands checked the braille on the folders in his bag. He pulled the blue folder out. "Angela wrote your name on your papers," he said, and I took the papers and thanked both of them. The folder went back into his bag and on his shoulder.

"I'm glad you're better. we got a lab today, I don't know how much help I'll be but I'll try," he said, then the bell rang.

"Shall we get to class," I said getting up.

"Sure," he said reaching out towards me. I gave him my elbow like you normally do. I felt the electric charger just like when we shook hands in class, I wonder if he did too but this time he didn't drop my arm.

-You sure you're up to it Alice thought to me.

"I'll be fine," I said in a whisper, Beau cocked his head.

"You say something?" he asked, his hearing was better than most humans.

"What's today's lab?" I asked, only slightly wondering about Jasper like the rest of the family. he wasn't worried and was very calm I didn't even feel the usual thirst from his mind.

"Don't know Mr. Banner said it would be a surprise," Beau said as we walked with Angela to biology. She was shy and was grateful that Beau was keeping up the conversation. As I kept trying to read his mind but to no success. It turns out he was an advent reader. He was in Mr. Manson's class and they were on Macbeth at the moment. All the way to class he was logical, reasonable, and critical about the play. It was the most intelligent conversation I had heard from a high school student.

"Beau how old are you?" I asked him.

"eighteen," he responded.

"You don't seem eighteen," I said and then he laughed.

"My mom always told me I was born thirty-five and get more middle-age every year," he said through laughter which had both Angela and I laughing with him. "Well someone has to be grown-up," he said then added. "I spent my freshmen year learning how to read braille and to adjust to my new lifestyle. I should actually be in my senior year." We were in class so all other conversations died as Mr. Banner called the class to order. The lab was slides with prophase and such. Beau was bummed out because he couldn't help. Mr. Banner had him define and give an example of all four in writing. The thirst was still there, his scent was still dangerous but I managed without killing anyone.