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Disclaimer: If I was Stephenie Meyer, why would I be here, writing this story, and not Eclipse?

Chapter 3

Perfection

I was so transfixed on the man to even see who was besides him. Standing to his right was another vampire. It was easy to see what she was because her eyes were the same golden color I was used to.

She was about 5'8" and had a slim, yet athletic build. She had curly hair, each ringlet was extremely tight and small, that was pulled back into two pony tails at the back of her head. She also had the same pale skin as all other vampires. Her skin was different though. It had a trace of coppery glow underneath. I guessed that she was probable African American when she was human. She had large almond shaped eyes with long lashes. Her eyes were what momentarily shocked me. Contrasting between the man next to her, her eyes were the same warm honey colored I had grew accustomed to with the Cullens.

She had high cheekbones and a rounded nose. She was very beautiful, much more than Rosalie. Her beauty was so striking it was hard to describe. Her features were gently sharp and delicate at the same time. Where Rosalie looked like she was some blonde model off of Sports Illustrated, this woman looked unique. She didn't have an everyday-pretty face, she was one of a kind.

The man besides her was still staring at me. His icy-blue eyes locked me in his gaze. I could not look away so I just stared back. The man was about 6'1", he had black hair and a chiseled face. Every feature looked to be carved out of stone. He was not as handsome as Edward, but he would win a close second.

His eyes still locked me in his gaze until Edward gave another low growl. The man shifted his eyes from me and turned to whisper something to the girl on his right. She laughed and then turned to me with a smile on her face.

Her smile made her even more beautiful and I wondered what the male population of the school was going to think of her. I looked around the cafeteria and saw just what I expected.

Not only was every boy gazing at her with looks of awe and lust, every girl was staring at her. Their expressions ranged from jealous, to mad- probably seeing their boyfriends stare at her- and back to awe. The cafeteria had gone silent and all eyes were fixed on the two new strangers.

The girl whispered something to her companion and they headed our way. Up close, she was even more stunning. She was the picture of perfection in every way. She and her companion pulled out chairs directly across from us and sat down.

Edward gave another low, ferocious growl; I, as a human, could only hear him because I was so close. Alice, on the other side of me didn't move.

The girl raised one eyebrow questioningly.

"No need to worry, Edward. We won't hurt her," she spoke with such an air it amazed me. How did she know his name?

"How do I know that, Cyprien?" Edward hissed. How did he know her name?

She threw her head back and gave a high, perfect laugh before looking dead at me. She whispered with a small, seductive grin, "Because it would be such a pity to loose something so…cute for a noon-time snack."

Edward glared at her before turning his attention to the man.

"And how are you, Troy?" Edward spoke with a low voice. It was friendly and warm on the top, but I could hear the underlying warning tones beneath. So…they must know each other?

"Fine, Edward. You? Alice, how are you, love?" Troy asked. Unlike Edward's voice, Troy's voice was light and happy, like there was not a care in the world.

Alice spoke up before Edward. Her eyes were still their honey color; Edward's had turned black.

"I'm doing well," she answered simply.

"Fine," Edward responded, too. Troy turned his blue gaze to me and looked me from head to toe- or what would have been toe if I had not been seated. He then surprised me my reaching out across the table, and extending his hand as a greeting. Another growl erupted from low in Edward's throat and Troy looked up at him. Alice reached around me and laid a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"No need to be so protective. I won't hurt her," he looked back at me. Unsure of what to do, I glanced up at Edward.

Since he knew their names, I could only assume that he knew these people from before he met me. He would certainly know more about them. I hoped. He did not move at all as I looked up at him, he only stared straight ahead at Troy. I looked at Alice and she nodded. She seemed to be sure of herself; she could see the future after all. But why hadn't she seen them? Or if she had, why didn't she tell us?

I shifted my sight back to Troy's hand and carefully extended my own. He reached further out and took hold of my hand, shaking it.

"Hello, my name is Troy. What is your name?" he asked politely, still holding my hand. I looked him straight in the eye. I didn't know if I should be afraid, but until Edward gave me a reason, I would stay strong.

"My name is Bella. Nice to meet you."

"As it is to meet you, my dear," he said with a smile. He dropped my hand and I pulled it back in my lap, cradling it against my body. Cyprien smiled at me and extended her arm. I took it, less carefully this time.

"My name is Cyprien. It's very nice to meet you. "

"My name's Bella. You, too."

Cyprien turned to Alice, the smile gone from her face temporarily .

"How are you Alice? It's been too long," she said.

"I'm doing fine. I assume you are, too," she responded, looking down at the wedding ring on Cyprien's finger. She followed Alice's gaze and smiled.

"Yes, I am doing quite well."

Just then, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. Edward pulled me up from the seat and hurried from the table, Alice following in our step.

I stole one last glance at the table to see Cyprien and Troy still seated, watching us exit the room.

And then, I was outside, standing in the rain.

Sorry for the short chapter! The next will be longer. By the way, Cyprien is named after me. I just thought that it was a fitting name for my character so I used it. She looks nothing like me; however, it would be cool to be that perfect…

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-CJ