The Hunted
BPOV Ch.1 Charlie's News
I was almost asleep when Edward stopped humming my lullaby next to me, and slowly started to get up. I was instantly awake. I sat up. "Where are you going?"
Edward paused. "You're awake? I thought you were asleep."
"Not really…so where are you going?
"Oh, well just hunting with Jasper and Rosalie. I haven't hunted since last week."
Oh. Right.
I remembered his eyes being darker than usual today. I sighed.
"Ok, well…" I paused, still unsure of what to say when he leaves to hunt. I heard his bell-like laughter.
"It's ok bells. Just 'goodbye' would be fine." He had my favorite smile on his face- the crooked one.
"Oh, ok. Well then Bye!" I smiled back.
"Goodbye. I will see you tomorrow." Edward leaned down ad kissed my forehead. Even though he's kissed me before, my heart still flutters each time.
I glanced up to look at his marble face one last time, but he was already gone.
I sighed. "Stupid vampire speed. He always has to be so mysterious." Hmpf. As I lay back down, I could have sworn I heard his musical chuckle outside.
With the sound of his laughter in my ears, I soon fell asleep.
The sound of the rain battering my window woke me up the next morning. I groaned.
"Great. Rain. Now it will be wet. Why can't the sun ever come out?" Then I thought about Edward and what would happen if he went out in the sun and shook my head.
What was I thinking? Never mind that!
I threw my twisted sheet off of me and reached down for my bag of toiletries and shuffled to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and quickly washed my hair. When I got out of the shower I decided to put my hair half up and half down, and not dry it since it was raining.
I walked back to my room and picked out a long-sleeved burgundy shirt and ripped jeans, threw them on and, surprisingly, sprinted down the stairs with out tripping. As a pop tart was heating up in the toaster, I peeked out the window to see if Edwards silver Volvo was in my driveway. It wasn't.
"Shoot!" I smelled something burning and ran to the toaster, tripping over a chair on the way. My burned breakfast occupied my thoughts so I forgot to be angry/ worried that Edward wasn't here.
I got out another pop tart and stuffed it in my mouth, grabbed my messenger bag and dashed out the door.
I sat in my car and breathed a sigh of relief- I had gotten to school in time! I scanned the student lot from my seat and sure enough- there was the shiny Volvo. It was pretty obvious next to all of the rusty, beat up trucks by it.
Kind of like my truck. I sighed inwardly.
Suddenly I heard a soft knock on my window. I glanced up, startled out of my thoughts.
"So, are you going to skip? If so, may I join you?" an amused voice came from outside.
I looked up into the topaz eyes of Edward. "Uhh...No! No, I'm not skipping…Why?"
He chuckled. "Caught daydreaming again, huh?" he smiled. "Come on, class has already started."
Before a single thought could form in my mind, he had me over his shoulder and was running a little bit faster than a normal human.
I was about to protest that I would get wet, when I realized it had stopped raining. I smiled, happy that there was no rain.
Edward set me down a moment later, and opened the door to building 3 for me. "After you!" he smirked.
"Why thank you!" I curtsied. We both started to laugh. When I calmed down I looked up and saw I was already at my English class door.
"I will see you at lunch Bella." He brushed his fingers along my jaw line, and walked away.
I opened the door and walked in.
"It's nice of you to finally join us, Isabella." Mr. Mason said sternly. "Have a seat."
I nodded and blushed crimson. I practically felt my face burn.
Throughout class I thought about Edward. It's funny how he can affect me like that. English and Trig went my fast. I noticed Jessica shooting me questioning looks throughout Spanish but I pretended not to notice. I guess I smiled to much or something.
When the buzzing sound of the bell rang, I gathered up my books and rushed out the door to lunch. In trig I decided to ask Edward something, and I wanted to ask him right now. But Jessica caught me when I was heading towards Edward with my tray.
I sighed.
"Hey! I was trying to get your attention in Spanish!" she paused expectantly.
"Oh, really?" I decided to play clueless.
"Yeah, I wanted to know why you were smiling the whole class time." She sniffed. "Is it Cullen?"
"No..Yes..i mean, its Edward not Cullen!" I huffed. "Ill call you later ok?"
"Uhm, sure. Ill talk to you later then." She paused again, unsatisfied, then walked off.
I sighed and walked over to Edward, who was watching my with his eyebrow slightly raised.
Ugh. He heard everything. Now he's going to know that I thought about him all morning. Not that he already doesn't know that..
"What was that all about? By the way, she's going to ask millions of questions when you call her." His lips twitched.
"Wah…? Oh, Right." I remembered he could read minds. "Well she just wanted to know why I was smiling earlier..Uh, Edward?"
"Bella?"
Heres the question..come say it! It can't be that hard to ask out your boyfriend.
"Do you..want to go out to eat with me somewhere on Saturday or something? I mean, its ok if you don't, that's fine. I..." he put his finger on my lips.
"Yes, I would love to. I'll pick you up at six?" I nodded approval. His eyes were still amused at my little rant.
"Ok!" I smiled and looked around. The cafeteria was empty. "Oh! We got to go!" I jumped up.
Edward smoothly glided next to me. "This is the second time you've been late today. That's a record!" he smirked.
I scowled and pursed my lips.
He chuckled. "Come on, let's go."
The rest of my classes went by quickly. I only tripped two times in gym and fell over a hurdle, then ran into the next one. I hate physical fitness training.
Edward met me beside my car in the parking lot. "How was gym?" he smirked.
Oh my gosh. He knew about my falls. How embarrassing.
I blushed slightly, and he chuckled.
"It's ok. Ill see you later." He swiftly kissed my cheek and was gone.
When I got home I threw down my keys on the table and set my bag down.
"Ch-Dad?" I couldn't help but call out.
Silence.
I should've known he wouldn't be home yet. I walked over to the freezer and rummaged through it for something easy to make. I didn't feel like cooking a full meal. I found a frozen pizza and popped it in the oven. I had no homework to do since spring break was two days away. Everything was movies or review. So I sat on the couch and flipped through the T.V. channels.
Charlie walked in ten minutes later. As he hung up his gun belt, he sniffed the air. "Pizza?" he questioned.
I glanced up. "Yep." Typical Bella-father conversation.
"Bella?" Guess not.
"Huh?"
"Guess what I just found out today?" he asked with a gleam in his eye.
I saw that gleam.
Great.
