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Hello again! Here's chapter two of "Different Identities." Hope you enjoy, please review!

(Oh...Just so you know: My Twilight is kind of different than Steph's. Aside from the fact that Bella is supernatural, things are kind of out of order because of that. So I just wanted to clear that up...Thanks!)

Chapter Two: No Reason

Emmett's Perspective

What in the world?

Dang it! And I had wanted to be the Guy. You see, if we were the only Supernaturals, I could totally show off. Even if I had a wife--you can't really count Rose as that. Well, you can, but...

I mean, I've still got to appear like I'm...I still have to be, well, hot, you know? Ladies are everywhere! Besides, I would never cheat on Rose.

Dang! There I go again. My genius mind reader of a brother was smirking at me. Stupid! I hope he caught that one.

"Is that all you can come up with?" Edward taunted me.

My nostrils flared. Even if we were grown--well, ancient--men, we still had fun every once in a while, when Ed wasn't, like, being the fun-sucker. The guy who SUCKS ALL THE FUN OUT OF EVERYTHING!!!

I screamed that extra loud in my mind.

"I can hear you just fine!" He said, kind of angrily, but laughing at the same time. "And DON'T CALL ME ED!" He replied to me in the same tone I'd used on him.

Suddenly, I was aware of eyes on us and turned a second later before Ed did.

It was just some human. Brown hair, brown eyes. No pretty ones yet to impress.

Turning away, I punched Ed on the shoulder. "Hey you! Come and get it!"

He wouldn't look away, the idiot. He seemed a little distracted for a moment. I asked what was wrong hesitantly.

"I...I can't read her," he murmured.

I looked up at him, shocked. That had never happened before. Was Eddy losing his mischevious powers? Ohhh, good word. You hear that, Ed?

He rolled his eyes, but then called out in a serious voice, "Jazz, come here."

Jasper came bounding over, Alice at his heels. "What, bro?" he asked impatiently. "I was just about to--"

"Can you read that girl's feelings?"

Jasper concentrated for just a moment, then looked back up. "Sure. She feels love, mostly, and curiosity for us. Why?"

"Ed's just interested," I said, wiggling my brows. Ed could tell them in his own time. He had probably just let it slip when he'd been talking to me.

"It doesn't matter," he muttered. "Later. Now...Now, we should get going to class. It's about time."

They all began to walk away.

"Hey, wait up!" I yelled. "I've just got to tie my shoe..."

Bella's Perspective

My eyebrows knitted together. What could they possibly be talking about? Reading minds, maybe, and feelings? Could they be supernatural?

Yet, I argued with myself, they didn't look like any supernatural being I knew. Werewolves? No. They stunk to high heavens, which this family didn't do. They smelled...Well, refreshing.

And their looks...No werewolf. Witch? Quite possibly. It couldn't be a vampire, no, it couldn't, for they had crimson eyes. These were a dark golden, almost brown. Hmm. I'd have to look at that later. Could they be Hearts in disguise? Could be. I'd have to be on the look-out.

But they could also be humans.

I could be overreacting--after all, I had become overly paranoid since I had had Annabelle. They could be harmless. I just didn't want my baby to get hurt, that was all. Nothing more.

Sliding off the bench, I decided it was time to get to class. Cars were starting to file in.

***

At lunch, I sat alone. I preferred to do just that. I wasn't a very social person. After all, what do you get out of it? Out of having a human friend? All they do is gossip.

Like right now, for example.

They were buzzing about the new kids--five of them, the ones I'd seen this morning in the parking lot. Nosy creatures.

I didn't eat--didn't have to. Instead, I drank water and read a book I'd read many times before: Wuthering Heights. I never became tired of it--I loved the classics. New books nowadays are pointless. And too much supernatural for my liking. I didn't want any humans poking around my lifestyle and discovering what I was.

Sighing, I felt eyes flicker to me. And then they were gone.

Paying no attention to my surroundings, to the people that were around me, I threw my empty water bottle away, grabbed my book, and headed to my locker.

I like to be earlier than everyone else. Which is easy, since I don't really have to eat anything. Quickly, I headed to my locker and grabbed my books and backpack, and then headed to Biology.

I sat alone, the only one without a partner. I was pretty sure why; after all, the students got to choose the seats. They didn't want to sit by me. Heck, I didn't blame them. Their blood was almost too much to bear, anyway.

I already prepared for the rest of the class, spilling my props across the table, trying to maintain some organization.

But I suddenly stopped when I heard someone cautiously set their books on the table.

The person said nothing, so I finally looked up. It was one of the new kids--'Ed' as his brother called him. He looked...I can't really describe the expression that was on his face. He looked as if he was expecting something--and then his face turned wondering.

He was sniffing.

Self-conscious, something I hadn't been in quite a while, I discreetly smelled myself. My scent was woodsy--after all, that was where I'd spent my morning. Could that be what he was smelling?

I also sniffed him, too. He didn't smell like other humans, his blood didn't--there was a type of sour smell added to it. But his outside scent was...mesmerizing. He smelled like flowers, lavender, and cinnamon. There was also something that I couldn't name...

"I..." He trailed off. As he spoke, I got an even better look at him. But only for a second--it appeared as if I had just glanced, but my mind could gather information faster than others, so this Ed boy wouldn't notice how I was studying him.

Pale skin. Too pale, paler than mine. Smoldering eyes, broze-colored hair, perfect features, every line in his face fixed to where there were no mistakes, nothing. He was beautiful. Strange, I thought, he seemed familiar. I shook the feeling off.

I waited. He said nothing, though. Right when kids started to file in the classroom, I felt his stare--and it turned...What, hostile? Had he any right to express that kind of anger to me? What had I done to him that made him give that type of behavior?

I felt that same stare, even as Mr. Banner entered. I payed even less attention than the new boy, staring down at the lab table as the teacher explained what we were going to do. Apparently the slides in the box were out of order. With your partner, you had to seperate the slides of onion root tip cells into the phases of mitosis they represented and label them accordingly.

Easy. I had done this lab thousands of times before.

He set the proper equipment on the tables, meeting each of our eyes as he did so.

After he was finished--I was starting to get impatient--I immediately started. 1: I hated to waste precious time. 2: If he was going to be like an insignificant little boy and act like we were enemies when we haven't even spoken to each other, I wouldn't be like the most polite girl I could be, either.

"Anaphase," I said with a fraction-of-a-second glance through the microscope.

"Do you mind if I look?" I resisted the urge to snort and nodded with a smirk.

"Go ahead."

He looked through the scope, taking one second more than me, and decided, "Anaphase."

We wrote our answers down on the paper, and before we knew it, we were done. He always took a tiny bit longer than me, he would check mine and I would check his. Simple.

After a while, Mr. Banner came over to see why we weren't working. "Isabella, don't you think it would have been fair to let Edward do some of the work?"

I smiled a tiny bit. "Actually, he idenified three of the five."

Mr. Banner looked surprised. "Have you done this lab before?"

Edward grinned, a smile human girls would kill for but it just made me even more annoyed than I already was.

"Actually, yes," he said, after a moment. "Last year, I was in an advanced program in Alaska.."

Mr. Banner nodded curtly and stalked off, muttering, "Well, I guess it's good that you two are lab partners, then," and under my breath I chuckled. Humans. They made no sense.

I then sighed, having nothing to do. Instead, to occupy myself, I began to produce Wuthering Heights from my backpack, spending the rest of the period reading. Throughout that time, I looked up once or twice to see Edward's stare, angry and frustrated.

As I was about to discuss this with myself, the bell rang.

Edward escaped from the room gracefully before anyone else had a chance to pack up their things.

Hey! Hope you liked it...I kind of made this chapter longer this time...So? Two chaptes in one night! But I might not be able to do that, to update so often--school, as you know. But I'll make sure to update every day or two! (I just may not update twice a day...hehe...) Thanks for viewing! I hope you review my writing...I promise, it'll get better later in the story. YAY!!!!!