My heart pounded as I looked up in awe at the man in front of me. He staring beautifully into my eyes, and I gulped.

Why!? Why did I come here!? Why is he staring at me!?

The thoughts in my head raced, and I was sure I could never tear my eyes away from his perfect body. Then I noticed something. It had been minutes since he first walked through the trees towards me, and he hasn't blinked once. . . As if on cue, he blinked slowly and surely, as if to let me know he was normal. Now I was worried, I didn't know why he was here, or what he wanted, and why he was staring at me this way. Now his lips moved, and I barely caught what he said.

"Hello, Melle." He said.

I could hardly make myself speak. His voice was just so beautiful. And...and musical, and all I wanted was for him to say something else, anything at all, so I could hear the glorious sound that was his voice. As I marvel over him, he spoke again.

"Melle, are you alright?" He didn't seem too worried, perhaps a little smug, like he knew what I was thinking. . .

"I'm fine" I snapped, a little haughty. "Who are you?" I managed to put on a bit of a defensive front, dispite the . . .the conditions.

He opened his perfectly shaped lips again. "I am Edward, and I seem to have interrupted your calmness, I apologize, and I shall go." He smiled a little at this.

"Yes, goodbye." I said the words, but as I did, my heart told me to beg him to stay. He walked gracefully out of the small clearing, and my intuition told me he wasn't going far. Fine. He wanted to stay and spy on me, then a show he shall get.