"Morgan? Morgan? Morgan!" I saw a hand waving in front of my face.
"Huh?!" I said, almost falling out of my chair.
"Wow. What is up with you today?" Alice asked.
I looked at the boy walking in to the lunchroom.
"Who is that?" I asked, excited.
"Oh." Alice said, clearly uninterested. "New kid."
"He's so… so…"
"Whoa, whoa!" Alice said.
We were sitting in the lunchroom talking about how boring the day was.
"You're not falling for a human are you?" Alice asked, bluntly.
I was shocked. "N-no! Of course not." I cried.
Alice suspiciously eyed me. I cleared my throat.
"Alice, don't be stupid. I wouldn't ever." I said seriously.
"What about Mike Newton?" she asked.
"Oh." I said unenthusiastically. "Him."
"Yes him! Morgan, after your little 'episode' he looks at you as if you're about to kill him!"
I shrugged. "He deserved it…" I mumbled.
Alice grinned.
"Go easy on them tiger."
I chortled.
"Yeah, whatever…"
"Oh! I have to go to class! See you later, guys!" Alice said, running out of the lunchroom.
"Later…" I mumbled.
"Morgan." Edward said, getting up.
"Biology already?" I whined.
He grinned slightly. "Yes."
I stood up and followed Edward absentmindedly to the Biology classroom.
I saw Mike sitting on the opposite side of the room from me. I laughed quietly.
And, even better, Mike's replacement was the new boy.
I sat next to him, smiling.
"Hello." I said, smiling at him.
He smiled faintly at me. "Hi." He murmured.
I'll admit it. I sort of had a crush on him. I have no idea why either. But I was under a spell—or curse, whichever you want to call it—and I couldn't help but stare at him.
"I'm Morgan." I introduced, looking at his pale gray eyes.
"I'm Damien." He replied. But he seemed rather nervous.
The class went on, or rather droned on but I didn't pay attention.
I kept on sneaking sideways glances at Damien.
Was it possible for a human to look this good? He wasn't even a vampire!
Class finally ended.
Edward glared at me, his eyes cold.
"What are you doing?" he growled.
"What?" I asked, innocently.
He began walking out the classroom door and I kept up with him easily.
"What am I doing to upset you?"
"Why are you talking to that human?" he asked.
"I was just trying to be friendly…" I mumbled.
Don't get too friendly with them, Morgan. Because you know in the end you will be the one who gets hurt." He said solemnly walking off.
I stood there, motionless.
I finally decided that I didn't care. I would talk to him if I wanted to. I'd keep my distance from him if I had to. But I couldn't deny this feeling I had.
I started walking after Edward.
"Morgan!" I heard the familiar voice.
"Yes?" I turned around, eager.
"Hey." He said, smiling at me.
"Oh, hi." I said casually. "Do you need something?" I asked politely.
"Yes. I wanted to ask you something." He asked, grinning.
I smiled. "Sure. What is it?"
I saw Mike out of the corner of my eye gaping at Damien. Apparently, he was jealous.
"Do you want to go out this Friday?" he asked.
I smiled. Remembering Edward's rules brought my smile down a little but I was still happy.
"I'd love to. Where would you like to go?"
"Maybe out to a restaurant in Port Angeles?" he asked, hopeful.
"Sure! Well, I have to go or I'll miss my ride. We can talk more about the details tomorrow! Bye!" I waved and then ran into the parking lot and to Rosalie's BMW.
"What took you so long?" Alice complained.
"Forgot a book." I said, sheepishly.
Alice looked at me dubiously, and then looked at her feet.
We got back to the house, I ran to my room, ecstatic.
"Alice!!" I called for her.
She stepped in. "What?"
"Can you do me a huge favor?"
"Yes. What is it?"
"I need you to show me my best outfit for tomorrow." I said.
"Really? You're going to me for fashion advice? Are you sure you're Morgan?" She said disbelief in her voice.
I laughed. "Don't act so surprised Alice."
"Well," she said defensively, "its hard not to."
I laughed. "What? I can't look good? That's kind of harsh Alice. I'm crushed." I said, teasing her.
"Yeah, whatever. Just…if you want to look good, ask me for advice more often. Please." She begged.
I laughed and nodded.
After a half hour, Alice had already gone through my entire closet. Which was pretty big.
"You don't even have one designer bag, Morgan! How could you do this to me? Making it so difficult for making a decent outfit out of all of this…stuff." She said, picking out her words carefully.
"We don't all go to Paris on weekends, Alice." I said dryly.
"People who go to Paris have extra class." She sniffed.
"Okay, Alice. Can you please just choose one outfit for me to wear?" I asked pleadingly.
"Fine. Wear the white tank with the red cover up and some jeans. Maybe some heels…or tennis shoes. Oh my God, Morgan! How can you think about fashion in this way?!" she said, pretending to faint. "It's a disgrace to human kind…" she muttered.
"Thanks for your help, Alice. I appreciate it."
"What are you going to do anyway?" she asked.
"Oh. Nothing…I was just wanted to have you pick out an outfit for me…to see what you'd pick." I said nervously, swallowing hard.
"Alright. If you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask me." Alice said, walking back to her room.
I suddenly felt the anxiety. Eager to break the rules. Damien seemed nice enough and I'm sure Carlisle wouldn't have a huge problem with me dating a human…I hope.
What was Edward's problem, anyway? It was just one lousy date. After all he was in love with a human!
I sat on the desk chair and stared out the window. I did this a lot when I was thinking deeply. Damien seemed nice… But there was something about him that was a bit…odd. I couldn't put my finger on it.
"He is strange." A voice said.
I turned my head in a rush.
"Oh, Edward."
"I didn't say to stay away from him to be mean, you know. It's for your own sake." Edward said, looking pained.
"Believe whatever you want to believe, alright? One date with him won't hurt anything!" I mumbled, glaring at his feet so I didn't have to stare into his eyes.
Once you looked into them there was basically no way possible of escaping.
"When you regret the decision," he said, his voice hard and stubborn, "don't come to me."
"Fine." I mumbled. "I hope you enjoy disappointment." I said, smirking at him.
He rolled his eyes and left the room.
~Friday~
Everything was set. We would go to Port Angeles after school, see a movie, and go to dinner. I had butterflies in my stomach, I was so excited. At three, Damien walked me to his car—a Ferrari—and I sat in the passenger seat.
"You like sport cars I take it?" I said smiling.
He flashed a small smile at me. "Yes." He answered curtly.
We saw an epic horror film—and which ironically consisted on vampires—and went to eat at an elegant restaurant.
Damien was quiet but tense. Like there was something he wasn't telling me.
He dropped me off at my house, and I realized he hadn't touched me once.
It was odd, especially for a first date, but I disregarded it.
My ice cold skin wasn't something that made one eager to touch.
"Morgan!?" Edward said, meeting me at the door.
"Yes?" I said, putting my freezing coat away.
"Do you think Damien's normal?" he asked.
I shrugged. "He seems normal…" I began. "Where are you going with this?" I asked, frowning.
"My point is, Morgan, is that he's not normal. Alice had a vision—though it was clouded and foggy—that he is indeed a vampire."
I froze. Damien was…a vampire too? How could that be possible?
"Has he ever touched you?" he demanded.
I looked at the ground.
"You've never felt his skin, then?"
"Why do you even care, Edward?" I snapped. Every time I like someone, something always happens.
I ran past Edward and locked myself into my bedroom. I needed to be alone. To think things over.
Tomorrow, I'd corner him, get him alone. Then I'd demand the exact truth out of him. I realized then that I was hyperventilating.
I crouched down and hugged my knees and rested my head on them.
"Morgan? Morgan? Are you alright in there?" a female voice asked.
I didn't answer. I didn't feel like answering.
I can admit that I was in utter shock. "C'mon, Morgan! Let me in!!" she whined.
Well, she won't shut up if I don't…I thought angrily.
I snapped open the door and glared at the pixie like girl.
"What Alice?" I said severely.
"Did Edward tell you?" she asked.
I nodded. "And I sorely wished that he hadn't."
And, Edward, if you're listening, I hope you heard that. I thought.
"But it doesn't mean you can't see him…" Alice said slowly. "I just wouldn't advise it. Something is fogging up my visions. It's strange." She replied.
I smirked. "Maybe your age is affecting your 'sight', Alice." I joked.
She stuck her tongue out. "Shut up! I'm not!"
"You're in denial!" I said in a sing song voice.
"Oh, shut up, Morgan." She said, grinning.
"Thanks for coming in, Alice. I'm in a good mood now." I said, smiling.
Alice's smile grew more pronounced. "I'm glad. Later."
Alice always knew what to say to make me feel better.
The next day, when I got to school, I saw him getting out of his car.
I glared at him and cleared my throat.
I began walking forward to him.
But what I would soon find out about him would be far…far worse than I could imagine.