Bella had never run this fast before she was changed. She was always tripping and falling, scathing up her palms. But now it was like she was chasing wind, and she was winning. James ran next to her, occasionally catching her eyes with a wicked smile. His smirk made her breath hitch. He wasn't extraordinarily beautiful like the Cullens, but he had an aura that she was drawn to. She wanted to consume it, and she wanted the challenges he gave her as long as she lived.
Victoria was flanked behind Bella. She didn't give her a smile like James did; it was more of a scowl.
Bella pushed her feet, sending dirt flying on the redhead's face.