a/n: hey wats up-heres chap 2

2. a bright light out in space (enter the cullens)

I gassped dramatically not knowing what was going tocome next. "Oh what is it Eric dear?" I said sacrasticly. "The school bully? The social priah?"

"Shhhhh!!!!" said Angela. It must be big, I suppose. "Don't talk, just watch."

I watched, my eyes clamoring. There was a group of them, lumbering into the cafetateria. They commanded all attention though, as whole tables stopped talking for a moment then quickly gossip, leaning close to each other. The lunchroom gossip panged me-I remembered how my friends and me would always get together and bitch about our boyfriends or that annoying preppy bitch we all had the unfortunateness of knowing. I focused on the people now, looking at them but never quite into their eyes.

"Who the fuck cares about-" I started to say but my mouth was covered by Tyler's hand quick.

My eyes wehre decieving me. There could not have been people more beautiful in such a bleaky place like Forks. Maybe it was the rain and the fog getting to me.

The first girl was bouncy and moved gracefullike, totally fluid. she looked like she was swimming thorugh the air, her black skirts twirling. She was layered in black, the final touch a scarf around her neck. The girl looked back at me with wide-eyed morbid curiousity. Her hair was dark and choppy and layered-it was so short though. Her pale (more so than me!) skin lacked color against the dark clothes she wore, She was like a beautiful waif.

There was a boy too, equllly pale and his toused messy hair was a bronzy auburn , longish hair fringing his eyes.I shuddered at the way his glassy eyes stared through your soul. He had a boyish figure to him, tall and willowly as he walked smoothly. theexpression on his face was a crumpled one of semi-disgust and boredom. He wore a band t-shirt that clung to his definition, slim-fit jeans and matched his white hi-tops with a white belt.

My mouth dropped. There was an illuring beauty to the two. They looked sick and sallow and unhealthy yet they revelled beautifully in it. I turned toward Eric and the group. "Who are they?"

"That's only two of them actually. The others are lagging" Mike said. "The guy's name is Edward Masen and that's Mary Brandon."

"Yeah, but no one calls her 'Mary,' remember?" Jessica said. "They call her 'Alice' or she flips a shit. I forget why. Angela, you know your dirt, tell us."

"Oh, there's a big story behind 'Alice' and 'Mary' being two difernt people." Angela said in her 'evil' vioce. "She's like on drugs or some sort of medication. That's only what I heard, don't take it from me." She held her hands up defensively in a disclaiming manner.

"Are they dating?" I'd be sad since that Edward kid is a total fucking hottie.

"Probably. Who knows?" shrugged Eric. "Theyre sophomores, in a band with these three other kids, juniors." He paused for dramatic effect and I rolled my eyes. "Their band's called 'The Cullens' and sometimes they all change their last names to 'Cullen.' They've got a myspace page and everyone whose anyone's on it. Even down in Cali they've gotten gigs."

I made a face. The Cullens? Why haven't I heard of them before? I considered myself up-to-date on the music scene. "Surely they would've played up in Seattle where I lived. I've never heard of them."

"We're not up to date on them," Tyler said. "We're sort of rival bands."

"You guys are a band?" I knew how to play some instruments myself and did a little singing in my time. "All of you?" They nodded.

"It's called 'Tyler's Van,' after Tyler's van, that is. All our shit is in his van, so we named it after him" said Mike. "Oh, here comes the stragglers"

I looked over my shoulder to see the newcomers. One was a tall golden-haired blonde of model capacity, though her face was too pretty for that. she was tall and her face convyed an older sort of beauty, out of place and removed. It was hypnotizing-as if she walked right off a film set and into a high school cafeteria. I felt my self-esteem wither a little inside. Another prettier blonde walking by, heels clacking. Though I looked corpseish with my cornsilk waves, she knew how to make it work. The tall girl moved like a crimson streak across the room, draped in red. Our eyes met for a moment and she quickly broke contact, making a face.

"Ah, Rosalie Hale," sighed Angela. "Straight up bitch. They say that Edward is a condescending ass but I had this girl in one of my classes last semester and the whole room froze" I could relate a little.

"Don't breathe yet-here comes Emmett. The boyfriend." said Eric, flipping his thick hair.

Emmett had a dash of giant in him because he was TALL (I'm guessing that Rosalie chick is one lucky bitch). He was well built and muscly-not bulging but you could see the tone underneath his shirt. he had donned a blazer today, an odd choice to compliment the faded jeans on his legs. I saw his face-dark curls capping his head. his face was uppity and swooning, dimpled and he smiled so easliy. He was as hot as Edward, if not more. I felt myself blush-something that I hated since my pale skin would be hot pnik.

"Willa!!" Jessica punched my shoulder playfully. "Its rude to stare!!" then she giggled with Angela. "Nothing wrong with a little peeking."

"Where's Jasper?" Eric asked. Jasper? Who's this?

"Hmm maybe he's not coming today." said Mike. "A shame, he's... interesting."

Intersting? I didn't liek the way Mike said that. It made me think...

I was about to turn around when this Jasper walked in. I think he stole my breath now I want it back. My gaze lingered on his face which seemed a stone mask that looked like it would shatter. His eyes were black, shadowed slits. Deep burning coals that seethed with secrets buried deep only to sound while the world was asleep.

Melancholy

There was honey in his waving hair and it radiated like the sun as he shuffled across the room. He wore a suit-it almost looked like a school boy uniform but it clung to his lanky wiry frame fittingly.

I felt myself quivering over his sexiness, my body felt hot and sticky against my clothes and I wanted to just turn around but everyone was already smirking at me.

"Oh Willa," Angela said evilly. "The look on your face-your melting!" The table roared with laughter but I didnt pay any attention to their hounding.

I stole a look one more time driving my blue-gray eyes into his dark black wounds. Eyeliner rimmed his eyes-in fact, they all had eyeliner on-purple and deep.

I dont remember how long I sat there dreamily, melting into a puddle, but it was for a longe tim and the world swwoned around me. They mustve been trying to wake me up out of my trance but...

"Willa! The bell rang! Won't you be late to class?" it was Eric, he was threatening to slap me silly if i didn't wake up.

I muttred lostly my next class. "B-biology."

Eric's face lit up under his hair. "Mike and Angela and I are going there. Is it Mr. Mason? No relations to Edward, I swear." I nodded weakly, almost afraid to get up in fear I wet my pants in some sort of orgasmic extacy.

I don't remember being dragged or moving-but me and my bags were in hte cafeteria one second and in the hallway walking to some room the next.