Chapter 3
BPOV
As I sped towards town I began pondering my power. I had noticed over the years that my power had varying potencies on different people, and Alice had hypothesised that people in love were less susceptible to my draw. Thinking about this I was trying to figure out how this was related to my human life. We met a nomad a few years ago who had told us that special abilities were apparently a magnification of a particular trait we had as a human. Alice was hospitalised for having 'visions' as a human and Rose doesn't have a special ability.
What does my beauty, my draw to humans and my effect on vampire relationships have to do with my human life. I knew I should venture deeper into those thoughts and put down that impenetrable wall I had built around those memories but I didn't have the courage. Just as I had parked in front of the grocery store I slumped over onto the steering wheel, feeling winded from coming to close to delving into my past. After I recovered I opened the door, to sit with my legs outside, elbows on my knees just taking some unnecessary breaths before entering the supermarket. I was beginning to miss my sisters.
?POV
I was sitting in my car about to reverse when I noticed a beautiful dark blue Lamborghini swerve into the parking lot at an alarming speed. For a second all I could think about was the car… until I noticed the driver. Upon seeing her I swear drool began to pool in my mouth and I felt the sudden urge to bust out of my car and talk to the mysteriously beautiful girl. As soon as the car was put into park, the angel slumped against the steering wheel looking broken. I felt an odd protectiveness towards the broken angel, how could anything hurt such perfection. Seconds later she swung her legs out and just sat there for a little while before heading into the supermarket.
Fighting the urge to stalk her I drove away, the draw I felt to her not at all disappearing. I thought about the draw and was glad that it was to her not her looks. For some reason I just knew that, though broken, she was perfect inside and out.
BPOV
The first thing I noticed upon entering the supermarket was an attractive, especially for a human, man. He looked to be in his mid twenties and was venting good naturedly to the cashier, "You must be sick of seeing me, what with the eating capacities of my 3 sons I've been coming daily! Grown boys! I ask one of them to help me and there he went, a second ago, too impatient to wait for me to pay.".
Moving on, I made quick work of grabbing a few supplies before making it back to the cash registers. The attractive man was still waiting for the last of his items to be checked through as I lined up behind him. Hearing my (deliberately loud) steps the man turned, and gasped.
Internally glad at his reaction I introduced myself, "Hi, I'm Bella Cullen. I'm new in town." The man took a second to gather his wits before introducing himself as Carlisle Masen. The cashier interrupted our brief conversation with the bill before Carlisle asked if there was a payphone he could use to call one of his sons to pick him up.
"Carlisle, I'm dying for something to do, please let me give you a lift. You're the first person I've had a conversation with in this town." I said softly drawing him in. He seemed conflicted, both eager to spend more time with me and loathsome to be a burden. "I insist." I concluded before leading us both, carrying our purchases, to my car. I smirked at the appreciation in his eyes as we approached my car.