AN: Hi guys! I know I've been MIA! Thanks for being patient with me. :) My new job is pretty intense so I work ~70 hours/week. I think a lot of scenes in my head but don't write them down very often.

Anyways, here's "Open Book."

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Open Book

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It turned out my melodramatic entry was tainted by the fact I'd entered the wrong room. I blushed furiously and stumbled out of the room after a moment of small talk. The teacher had been a little too excited about the new piece of gossip - me - and I didn't get out to the hall until the second bell had already rung.

I was late.

By the time I found the classroom, my face was beet red. I kept my eyes fixed on the ground to avoid the prying gazes of my classmates as I approached my desk.

This was probably the reason why I didn't realize who I would be sitting next to until I was just steps from him. As my eyes slid to meet his, I reeled from the sudden poison in his gaze. I lost my step and stumbled into my seat, my forehead hitting his shoulder as I fell.

The class giggled around me, and I would have felt embarrassed except for the horrifying sensation that overcame me.

Deja vu.

My dream came rushing back at me, I saw it again now. As my head whipped up to look the bronze boy in his eyes, I saw it happening and he could see it on my face.

Bodies.

The bodies that had surrounded me last night in my dark room surrounded me again now, and I could see them in his eyes.

My heart thudded as electricity flowed between us - I saw it happen. In the most vivid moment of my life, I watched the scene play out in the gleam of his stone onyx eyes - he flitted ethereally through the room, bodies falling behind him like confetti. Then he reached me and I was gone, too.

And then the saddest eyes I'd ever seen drilled into my skull.

They were ruby red.

In an act of true cowardice, I squeezed my eyes shut and leaned back, as if he were just another migraine pressing in on me. I waited for impact, for something to happen, but instead I felt the eyes burning the inside of my eyelids. Then they swirled and I saw something else - the pretty golden dream flowed and faded within seconds, and then I saw myself and this boy at the front of my house. Sad eyes carried my limp body.

It was a compromise.

I sighed, strangely pleased. This was the better option. I peeked my eyes open, and he stared at me resentfully.

This is your fault.

If eyes could speak, that's what his were shouting.

"Ehem."

I glanced at the front of the room, shocked to see the teacher staring openly at us. Actually, I realized with chagrin, the entire class was staring openly at us. I blushed and looked down, letting my hair fan in front of my face.

After pulling out my notebook - an extraordinarily ordinary act - I started to rethink the entire three minutes - it was obviously just my imagination run amok. Sure, he'd looked angry, but that was all. What was that nonsense about seeing the future in his eyes? I shook my head angrily.

I knew the difference between superstition and insanity, yet I was really toeing the line here.

I fumed at myself all through class, unable to digest a lick of what the teacher was saying.

He wasn't the boy from my dream, he just looked like the boy from my dream. And that weird feeling I had at the beginning of class was just that - a weird feeling. I repeated these as my mantra until I felt my sanity returning.

Finally, the bell rang, and I left the room as fast as I could without running.

The only person faster than me was the boy who was decidedly not from my dream.

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AN: One thing I really like about writing Premonition is that the personalities are so much more up for interpretation. Bella's experience with her power has definitely impacted her personality, and as you'll see - both Edward and Bella being more on the same playing field really affects the dynamic... I think. This is a direct opposite from Kidnapped, which you know (if you're reading it) is the exact opposite.

I'm curious what your thoughts are! Did this make sense? Does it seem in-character given the scenario? Oooh this is so fun for me. I really love your reviews so we can chat about your and my theories. B)

Faethe