Bella's POV

As I entered the parking lot I caught my first glimpse of the school. It looked like a normal educational institute for self important hormonal teens. Guess I'll fit right in then. The red brick building stood proudly as students clattered around outside its perimeter. In front of the school sign which proudly proclaimed to be 'Home of the Spartans,' a tall blonde boy donning a letterman jacket was throwing a football around with a geeky boy with long black hair, who kept missing the catch each time the ball flew towards him.

I parked my car in the nearest available space, grabbed my bag and took a few deep breaths to compose myself for my first day of school. I need to grow up already so this portion of my life can be over and done with and then I can start earning the big bucks and pay people to carry me so I won't have the need to use my two left feet.

I opened the door and got out. I stumbled a bit but managed to get both feet out of my car. When I felt flat solid ground under my feet I looked down at said feet and glared at them for good measure. That would teach them. Stupid feet.

After I'm sure they have had a severe telling off I lifted my head and took in my surroundings. There was the entrance... sign leading to the office...grass...more grass...wooden benches...football rolling on the ground...stopping about a meter away from someone...sexy as hell high heeled suede boots ... expensive looking washed out jeans... tight black silk button up shirt...toned forearms...skip a few certain assets...grey woolly scarf... wheat in the burning sun hair... dimpled chin...rosy pink lips... butterscotch eyes...turning dark...inky black pools...chest heaving, panting goddess...

I could feel a thousand ice cold needles prick my skin as her black as sin eyes bore into my soul. The needles were entering my skin, piercing my muscles, tearing through my frozen bones and entering my most precious of organs. This heart, which wanted to break free from its confinements, to stop its torture, was defending itself from the emotional onslaught it was being put through. Each forceful expulsion and constriction caused the needles to penetrate into it further and further. An armour of emotional depth which couldn't be described by a single sensation being built around a heart which couldn't take it. Each heartbeat was filled with recognition, longing, lust, love, pain, envy, sadness, happiness, fear and much more. Each emotion I had ever had the fortune or misfortune of feeling felt as though it was removed and reborn with increased intensity and increased power giving them a whole new name and a whole new meaning. It was as though what I had ever felt before was not good enough and only now I was realising what to feel actually meant.

My body was shaking with the need to get rid of these harmful pins. Each violent vibration dislodging the cold needles leaving burning splinters to replace their painful sensation. Each dislodged needle causing a tug on my heart towards her. I couldn't take my eyes away from hers. Why would I take my eyes off of her? She was there! The girl- no, woman- of my blessed dreams! She was staring at me, not just looking but looking at me. Searching through every fibre of my being for something...why is she looking at me like that? Like she sees me. Why does it hurt so much to look at her? I need to go to her. Reach her, close this distance and ask her name. I just need to know her name. I need that divine creatures name to fall from my lips. To make promises to that name. Declare sincerities to that name. Join that name with mine. Entwine that name with mine until our names become one. Etch that name in every visible surface so that for millennium's to come she may be immortal amongst mere mortals. Let the world know how blessed it is to have an angel reside within it and that her name is... I'll be damned if I have to endure another second without knowing her name.

I try to move but it feels impossible. The cold is completely gone but the warmth of the burning splinters settles in my heart. My heart beat intensifies as does the heat. The heat, molten lava, in my chest is too much; the pace of my heart is too much. My body can't take the power of her stare, of her painfully attentive stare. I don't want to look away...can't look away...won't look away...why is there blurry outlines of her figure? Wavering black eyes? Creased forehead...golden hair...green leaves...grey cloudy sky...pitch black...

Rosalie's POV

What the fuck does he think he is doing?! Everything seemed as though it was running in slow motion. One minute I'm about to walk towards the most natural of beauties who held my gaze with a million emotions flashing through hers, the next moment she's on the ground unconscious and I feel as though as I have been doused in cold water when our eye contact breaks while simultaneously a dagger is being plunged into my heart. She's on the floor! She may have hit her head! She might be bleeding! A millions possible things could be wrong with her and I am nowhere near her! Then Edward is snarling and charging towards my Ivory skinned apparition and I feel the dagger in my heart being twisted in even further. If he hurts her- GOD! - if he lays a finger on her or moves a single strand of hair on her head I will forget he is my brother and shred him into a million pieces, pound him until he resembles the consistency of powder and spread him lovingly upon a burning log. HE WILL NOT TOUCH HER! Never before have I had such violent thoughts about a loved one. Never before have I had so many of my superior senses be blindsided by the presence of someone else. Never before have I had a response so fierce towards something.

"EDWARD, NO!" Alice cries after him as she sees him run towards the fallen girl.

As though being snapped out of my daze by Edwards movements, I lunge after him, the fastest runner in our family, he's about a foot away from her and I'm right on his heels. I reach out to grab him from the back of his neck, my fingers ghosting the collar of his shirt when he changes his course and veers left into the cover of the forest. Away from her.

I stop dead in my tracks and look towards where now a dust trail leads towards him. Seeing that Edward is no longer a danger towards her I feel clarity charge through my body. I look at the girl on the floor and see that a huge crowd is around her and no one is paying attention to us. As though I've been zapped with a dose of common sense I back further away from the crowd, back towards the safety of my family. I just lost control. I lost control because Edward had lost control. I don't think I was in control as soon as she stepped onto our territory.

I feel Alice's presence behind me and remember to put up my mental block, knowing that where there is Alice there is an empathic vampire named Jasper. Never has a human affected me the way she just did. She just took my world with one look and turned it upside down on its axis. And Edward. What the heck just happened to him?

I look back at Alice to see that her eyes are wide and looking at me with fear and confusion. Edward could have just revealed us to everyone. I could have revealed us because of him and her. We could have destroyed everything our family had been working to keep veiled all because we had lost control over something. Something that involved my ghost.

"Did Edward just lose control and then gain control or did he lose control and is still out of control or was he in control the whole time?" Emmett asked with a cute look of confusion on his child like face.

"I don't know Em but go check up on brother dearest would you?" I answer him without any emotion. The others haven't realised that I was out of control at the same moment as Edward but have managed to snap out of it. They thought my reaction was a reflex to keep the family safe not a reflex to keep that girl safe.

Emmett nods, looks to his left and right, like he's crossing the road or on some secret mission or something before running off in the direction of where Edward has gone.

I turn around back towards the huge ass crowd surrounding the girl. There's not much entertainment around here and for the other frivolous students this is like an 'oh my god, I was there when it happened and I am going to exaggerate when retelling this story to make me seem like a hero' experience.

The beast inside me was still anxious to see this person who had managed with a look- a single look!- to make me completely falter my control over the skillful and tiring mental shields and emotional masks I have perfected ever since my existence as a vampire. Shields and masks which my gifted siblings are oblivious to, who have never ever been able to get through, this human, barely out of childhood human, just shattered them with a fleeting glimpse, dissolved them with a glance lasting around five measly seconds.

I need to get away from here, away from her and think and evaluate exactly what the hell all this inner commotion I am experiencing is. All these new feelings which I probably haven't felt since I was human were rushing in and out of my heart and mind. Colliding, combining and recombining again and again until there's just a hum travelling through my body. Trying to make sense of something which has no embodiment but just sensation is exhausting. It's like a smoky cloud has taken over my senses and all that they can make out is her. There's so many thought jumbling around in my mind that not one can be identified individually, a cluster of words and emotions and visions coinciding until they form a screen, blocking all common sense. It's a new type of sense, where everything is combined and all you get is non-sense. One look at this being and I'm exhausted. I am a vampire damn it! I can't be exhausted! I try to conceal this inner turmoil as much as I can until I get away from here.

Turning back towards the rest of my family, I make a quick decision about what to do. I look Alice and Jasper in the eye to test the mental blocks and shields and tell them that I'm going to the hospital to tell Carlisle what's happened with Edward. After getting a worrisome "okay" from Alice, I run off in the opposite direction of where Emmett has just taken off to. The worry in Alice's voice directed towards Edward and not me confirms that indeed they are still oblivious about my change in demeanour ever since that girl came here and since Alice didn't interrupt me to tell me where I was going before I told them confirmed that Alice couldn't see my future.

As I run there is only one thought more prominent besides from thoughts about her on my mind, where the heck is Edward?