Chapter 2: Biology

Edward Cullen was absent for the rest of that week while his family was present. Every day at lunch I glance over at the Cullen's table more than five times. The blonde girl, Rosalie, keeps glaring at me…it's frightening. I can't help but think I'm the reason Edward isn't in school, it's absurd. I never even talked to him, how could he hate me?

When I went to lunch today I felt like I was being watching, feeling as if someone's gaze was boring straight into me. Immediately I looked over at the Cullen's table and I was met with a brilliant pair of topaz eyes watching me. Wait, topaz? The last time I saw him his eyes were pitch black. I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks as I was caught staring and quickly looked away joining Jessica and Mike on the lunch line.

"Is something wrong, Bella?" Mike asked a little too close to my face.

I took a much needed step back, "uh…fine."

When I finished paying for my lunch Mike was waiting to walk over to our table with me. My god, will he give up? Of course when I walked next to him he came right next to my face again looking like a dog panting waiting for a treat.

I took a step back, "Mike…"

"Yes, Bella?" He asked as he took another step closer.

"Move, please. You're in my personal bubble," I said with a straight face while he looked shocked.

I heard muffled laughs ad saw the whole Cullen family chuckling… Mike's expression dropped and he took a step back.

The rest of lunch I couldn't help but glance at the Cullen's table…often. Maybe I'll go home early. Would he ignore me again today? Would he just glare at me? He is so infuriating! He just sits there and hates people for no good reason!

When lunch ended Mike walked me to Biology class, where Edward was sitting looking a bit apprehensive. While I was walking to my seat Mike was less than an inch behind me.

I turned-once again-and said, "Personal bubble."

Mike apologized and as I sat in my stool next to Edward, Mike patted my shoulder and walked to his seat.

"Great now I have to burn this shirt," I muttered under my breath. Edward chuckled next to me.

"Trouble with Newton," He guessed.

"Yeah, I'm just waiting for his tail to grow."

After he finished chuckling he introduced himself, "I'm Edward Cullen. You're Bella?"

"Yes," I said shyly.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Bella. I would…um, like to apologize for my behavior last week. I wasn't…feeling up to par." Geez, mood change much?

"Oh, uh, don't worry about it." Why does this beautiful person make me incoherent?

The teacher announced we had to work with our lab partners. Mine was of course the male god, Edward. Did I really just think that?

"Ladies first," Edward motioned to the microscope.

"Anaphase," I proclaimed after a brief look.

"Do you mind if I check?"

"Go ahead," I said with a smug grin.

He smirked after taking a brief look, "Anaphase…" He put the next slide in and identified it as, "Prophase."

"May I?" I asked gesturing towards the microscope.

"Be my guest," he grinned crookedly staring into my eyes. I felt like a was trapped under his gaze, nable to look away. I was…dazzled.

After tearing my eyes from his beautiful face and realizing his identification for the slide was correct I asked for the next slide with my hand out.

As he was handing me the slide his hand brushed my fingers and I felt a jolt of electricity through my entire arm, leaving my skin with a burning sensation in its place. I felt my eyes widen and looked at Edward to see if he felt it, and his eyes were wide with shock. We stared into each other's gazes for a moment until I realized our hands were still touching. I took one last glance at our hands together, then slid mine away.

"I…uh…sorry," I laughed nervously.

"Oh, it's…fine," he smiled and ran a hand through his god-like bronze hair.

We finished the lab before everyone else in the class and had small talk about insignificant little things like the weather. I told him about how I prefer the sun.

"Honestly, how do you not like the sun, Edward?"

He chuckled, "On sunny days, I prefer staying inside."

"Where's the fun in that? Will the sun melt you or something?" I laughed, "Wait! Let me guess…you're a witch! I mean…warlock!"

We both laughed but I noticed his eyes looked guarded.

"No I'm a vampire, so I'll 'burn in the sun,'" he spoke sarcastically while putting fake quotation marks up.

I felt my breath hitch in my throat as I remembered…

Flashback

As I was walking down the street around the corner from my home in Phoenix I heard a blood gurgling scream. Thinking I was invincible-which I nearly am- I took off in the direction of the screams to come to a halt in an alleyway.

There was a girl who looked two years younger than me on the cold stone cement while a mid-twenties looking man was hissing and holding the girl to the ground with inhuman strength and bit into her neck, then started sucking her blood. Vampire. Never in my life have I been afraid of anything and if one thing could cause me pain it was surely an immortal. When the man finished his "dinner" he turned to me.

"Well, well, well, enjoy the show?" He mocked.

My lower lip was trembling, my breathing ragged, and his favorite part-my heart was going crazy.

He stepped forward while I moved back, "What? No running? Screaming? Come on…" He said "no problem."

He grabbed my neck and at first I didn't feel anything until he put more pressure-only enough for a bruise on me- with a confused look as to why I wasn't yelping in pain. I took a chance and attempted to punch him, but he grabbed my fist.

"Well…your different…I like the feisty ones. Do not worry," his voice dropped to a whisper, "I'll be back to drain you…or perhaps, if you're lucky, you can be my mate. We'll see. Until next time, you little mouthwatering human. Such potential."

End of flashback

When my gaze drifted back to Edward his eyes were focused between my jaw and neck. I realized I was rubbing soothing circles on the only bruise I received my whole life. It was not noticeable unless you knew what and where to look. I quickly threw my hand away from my neck and started babbling incoherently.

"I-uh-um…sorry. What were you saying?"

His face looked concerned, "Are you okay?"

"Oh. Yeah…fine. Just fine. I just dazed off for a minute."

He watched me warily, "Okay…"

The teacher-thank god-decided to talk to us at that moment. After reviewing our papers he spoke,

"Mr. Cullen, you didn't think Isabella would like to help?"

"Actually, sir, Bella, identified half."

"Oh…Were you in the advanced program in Phoenix, Miss Swan?"

"Yes, but we didn't do this lab with onion root."

"Whitefish Blastula," He guessed.

"Yes."

Hope you liked it!! Sorry, I'm not the best at correct grammar…