A/N- See I told you I'd get them out quickly! :) Of course I own nothing... so on and so forth. Except for the plot. That I own. So no stealing! Not that you would. it's not that great... right, enough rambling! ON WITH THE STORY!

Edward's Point Of View.

I wasn't affected by the dazzling lights of the arcade. I wasn't distracted from the game at hand, though I could tell that the opposing player was. From here, at least 5 feet away, I could feel the heat radiating off of him as he tried to desperately focus on the ever changing and speeding arrows that raced across the game-station's screen. Any second he was going to try to shrug out of his jacket while furiously pressing his feet on the metal dance pad, giving me just the right advantage to get ahead in my score.

As if on cue the self-proclaimed "dance-master" tried to remove his leather jacket and pay attention to the screen at the same time. A series of "boo's" ensued from the game on his side as the "perfect's" increased on mine. Less than a moment later the screen flashed and displayed our grades. Mine? AAA. His? B+

Not exactly Dance Dance Revolution "master" material. I shrugged and held out my hand to him saying, "Good game," even if it was necessarily the truth. Humans were easy to beat, but when you're trying to blend into normal society, creatures of the supernatural kind or few and far between. He took one look at my hand and walked away. I heard him thinking that he would rather spit on it. Nice guy…

I looked out into the small crowd that had formed around our game after he had challenged me. I wasn't expecting another challenge when their "master" had been beaten but nevertheless a pale hand shot out of the crowd and pushed its way to the front. The hand was followed by the head and body of a girl around my age… well, my human age of 17 at least. She pushed her brown and black dyed tresses out of her face and stepped onto the dance mat next to me.

She smiled at me, though in her chocolate eyes I found a deep-seated sadness that troubled me. I pushed it to the back of my thoughts as she started talking. "Hey! Mind if you play one more game? I kind of have this weird feeling about you…" she grinned devilishly, as if there was something I didn't know. "I think I can beat you!"

My eyes widened. She was strikingly thin and light in her steps, something that wouldn't help you when playing this game. Did she really think she could beat me? As she scrolled through the songs I tried to use my supernatural gift to reach into her thoughts and figure out what she was thinking. I came up blank. I didn't even know if that was possible. I had always been able to read anyone's thoughts! Who was this girl? And why was she so hard to understand?

I was forced to push this too to the back of my mind as she selected a song. The Only One by Ra.

You think I notice that you're standing there right next to me
Am I supposed to bow my head and thank you gratefully
You break my heart and turn around to get what still remains
I sold my soul and bought my fear, my inner pain
Without a clue I trust I follow you with my eyes blind
And what I cannot see I need I cannot leave behind
With all those eyes on me, their hunger is insanity
I can see you standing there, do you wanna be free do you wanna be me

I don't wanna be the only one
To see my name wrote up on the sun
I don't wanna be the only one
To watch it fall into the sea
I don't wanna have to play the game
To sell my soul, betray my name
I don't wanna be the only one
To watch it fall into the sea

So you just sit there stuck
Afraid to risk reality
Those words are mine
And you can find them deep inside of me
You walk away
Some how dismayed at what you may have done
The lies, the dreams, the broken promises, the only one
I can't remember whose idea it was to make this real
Divided equally my feelings I still cannot feel
And there you are you're all alone inside your fantasy
I can see you standing there,
Do you wanna be free, do you wanna be me

I don't wanna be the only one
To see my name wrote up on the sun
I don't wanna be the only one
To watch it fall into the sea
I don't wanna have to play the game
To sell my soul, betray my name
I don't wanna be the only one
To watch it fall into the sea

I heard her voice singing along to the song as it finished and when I looked at her I could tell that it meant more to her than just lyrics. There was something in this song that she connected to. It didn't matter that her grade was AAA and mine was AA. It didn't matter that she smirked or the rest of the crowd had laughed when I'd been beaten. I had wanted to talk to her anyway. To find out what made her tick, or more importantly what she had hiding in her head that I couldn't grasp. I didn't even know her name.

But when she flicked her hair and I caught her scent my thoughts switched dramatically… How could I lure her in? To kill her and taste her blood?

No! No, Edward, no. I shook the instinctive thoughts from my mind. I was above that now. I knew I was. But this girl, she still intrigued me. Why could I not read her thoughts? She was looking at me strangely and I realized that I had been standing here this whole time lost in thought.

I held out my hand to her. "Walk with me?"

She looked at me quizzically for a moment, studying me, before she took my hand and nodded, agreeing. I led her out of the arcade and into the brightly lit mall. After a few turns we found ourselves at the food court. The smell of deep-fried food filled my nostrils but it couldn't overpower the enticing scent of the girl before me. I sat down at one of the plastic, crumb-covered tables and she sat opposite me.

"So…." She said, "What is it that you wanted to talk to me about?" Her words were carefully chosen. It was as if she was afraid that something bad would happen if she said the wrong thing.

"Perhaps I should introduce myself. I'm Edward, Edward Cullen."

Her eyes flashed… recognition? Was that possible? I urged to dig into her head but knew it was a fruitless effort. Her mind could somehow block me. I had heard of vampires having special gifts like this that could block another's but this girl, she was human. I could hear her heart beating, see her lungs breathing. "Cullen you say? Interesting… My name is Bella Swan." She smiled warmly, brushing her long hair away from her shoulders. It was then that I noticed her shirt, and I had to keep myself from laughing. A Rolling Stones logo was printed on the black fabric, but altered so that the mouth had fangs. The logo read "Time is DEFINITLEY on my side!"I grinned and she gave me a look. A knowing look. "So Mr. Cullen? Do you remember when I said I had a strange feeling that I could beat you at DDR?" I nodded, wondering what she was getting at. "Well, I have another intuition."

I was intrigued. Perhaps Bella was like my sister? "Well?" I asked, "Let's hear it."

"If it doesn't sound to… well, stalkerish…. I believe I know where you just moved to." I looked at her. How could she know? "Forks." She smiled as she said it.

I was nearly at loss for words. "How do you…?"

"That's for you to figure out," she glanced at her watch, "I uhm… I have to go." The smile faded into a grimace.