I FINALLY GOT MY HOCKY SWEATSHIRT!! I've been waiting for it for like three weeks! It says "Girls Ice hocky 2006-2007" on the front and on the back it has a HUGE number 18(my number) and below it, it says "Knighthawks"(our team) and its white with maroon writing!! It's so SWEET! I'm so happy!!! Plus I got on our schools LaCrosse team. I'm a very very happy girl today!!!

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Chapter three: Flipped

I'm not sure weather it's the intensity of the situation or the fact that my body is now teeming with adrenaline, but whatever it is makes the moment before Edward starts to bleed so painfully long.

"I…I'm bleeding." he stutters, staring at his hand in disbelief.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you! I just wanted you off of me!" He doesn't seem to understand me, because he just gives me a blank stare.

"I'm bleeding…" He repeats. I step toward him, taking his injured hand in mine. I pull a tissue off the teacher's desk and pump a little hand sanitizer onto it. There is no way I'm taking him to the nurse for an injury that I gave him. I could be suspended or something!

"We have to clean it or it'll get infected." I whisper. I hold the tissue for him to see, "This might sting a little."

I press the tissue onto the wound. He hisses and tries to jerk his hand back, but I hold it firmly in place.

"S-hhhh." I coo, gently dabbing the bite. My maternal instincts kick in and I clean the blood off of his hand. I press a new tissue over the cut to try and stop the bleeding.

"I'm bleeding." He says again, after standing silently for a while.

"Yes, you're bleeding. That tends to happen to people when their skin is broken." I snap. So what if he's bleeding? It happens to everyone. Just because you're Edward Cullen doesn't mean you don't have blood!

That seems to snap him out of whatever trance he was in. He shakes his head slightly and looks at the bright orange carpet.

"I'm sorry. I'm just not all that fond of… of blood" He mumbles.

I roll my eyes. I glance at his hand, he has finally stopped bleeding. I pull an extremely large band aid from a drawer and stick it to his hand. He winces when I press down harder than I actually have to.

"Lies" I hiss, noticing the way he eyes the bloody tissue in the garbage can. I stare him down…er… up, seeing as I am quite a bit shorter than him. My icy blue eyes searching his for answers. He just stares right back.

"Bethany" he sings my name. "If you don't believe that, you would never believe the truth."

I laugh, "What? Are you actually…." I pause. What's something that doesn't bleed? "An animated corpse or something?"

He laughs at my stupidity; I guess I live up to my hair color.

"You're close." He smirks.

"Zombie?" I try.

"Sort of, but I think for my self."

I think for a second, as plausible as this idea is, I seriously doubt it. And if hes playing with me I will make sure to bite his hand off next time. I open my mouth to speak then close it again quickly.

"Vampire?" I try

The smirk vanishes from his face, "You're not scared?"

"The hell I'm not!" I cry, almost laughing at the thought. Edward? A vampire? Yeah right! "But tell me, how long have you been mentally ill?"

Edward sighs heavily, looking at me through his eyelashes. I look back at him, crossing my arms over my chest. I raise an eyebrow at him and wait.

He opens his mouth, revealing two sets of brilliant white teeth, and two very long, very sharp canines.

He has fangs?! I stumble backward, gasping for breath. He smirks and stalks towards me. His eyes filled with lust and thirst, or whatever vampires feel. Fear grips my heart and pumps it violently. Thoughts swim through my head faster than I can think them.

"Ok, I believe you now" I pant.

I sit down on a desk to catch my breath. I think I'm going into shock, which is the last thing I need, especially since I just came from the nurse. Edward steps toward me, a concerned expression on his now terrifying face. I'm sure he thinks my blood sugar is low again or something. Although that would be physically impossible because of all those damn tagalongs!

"Please, stay back a little."

His concerned expression morphs into one of self loathing.

I look at him apologetically, "Understand, I'm not scared of you. I just didn't believe in ghouls or ghosts or… or" I swallow the word, "vampires. You just flipped my world upside down and I don't know what to believe anymore."

He looks at me for a second, some unknown expression in the creases of his forehead.

I should hate Edward Cullen. I should, but I don't.