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His beautiful eyes widened in panic. Greybeautiful eyes. It wasn't him. I immediately stopped screaming, and collapsed into Jacob.
"Edward." I gasped.
"I'm not... Edward." The boy responded with a confused expression.
"Bella, lets sit you down." Jacob ushered me over to the sofa.
Somebody had turned the music off, and everyone was staring at us. I clutched my stomach even harder, and felt tears seep out down my cheeks. How could I have believed for one second that it had been Edward? He was gone forever. He wasn't coming back, that he had promised. I felt warm arms close around me, and Jacob's lips brushed against my ear. "Bella, are you okay?" He whispered. I shook my head, gulping for air. "Lets go." He said, and I felt him pull me up.
"Is she sick?" I heard Katrina ask, "Like, sick in the head?" She added.
"No. She isn't." Jacob growled.
I closed me eyes so I didn't have to look at anybody as we left. But I could hear an extra pair of footsteps as we walked. "Did I upset her?" A voice asked. It was him, the boy I had believed to be Edward. I realised, for the first time, that his voice had an Irish twang to it.
"Its nothing personal, she's just having a hard time right now." Jacob explained.
I opened my eyes. "Who are you?" I whispered.
"Me? Reuben." The boy replied.
"Here we are Bells. Get in," Jacob opened the car door, and then groaned, "I've left my jacket inside. I'll be right back." He said, turning around and jogging back into the house. I slid into the passenger seat and strapped myself in.
"Cigarette?" Reuben offered, handing me a crumpled packet. I shook my head. Reuben lit one up and didn't speak for a moment. I tried to ignore him. "I'm not that scary, am I?" He joked suddenly.
"What?" I said, irritated.
"You screamed when you saw me. Why was that?" He questioned.
I shook my head. "Its nothing. You just look like somebody I know... knew, that's all." I told him.
Slowly, I turned to face him, and allowed my eyes to inspect him completley. His face held every single of Edward's features, except his skin wasn't white as bone, and his eyes were a light shade of grey. His hair was the same bronze colour though, tousled and casual. He wore a buttoned gray flannel shirt, that was opened slightly to reveal a muscular chest. He also wore dark denim jeans and dirty gray sneakers.
"I didn't get your name." Reuben said, distracting me.
"Bella. Bella Swan." I replied.
"Reuben Sheridan." He extended a hand, and I shook it through the open window. His skin wasn't the icy cold I had grown used to over the summer. It was soft and warm and tarnished. Human.
"Here's your friend." Reuben nodded towards the house, and I saw that Jacob was coming back, wearing his jacket. Reuben dropped his cigarette butt onto the ground and crushed it with his foot. He smiled, the same crooked smile that Edward always gave me. "Maybe I'll see you around, Bella." He said.
"Maybe." I nodded.
Jacob didn't speak to Reuben when he arrived, he just got into the car and started the engine. I waved as we drove away, and then looked at Jacob. "Don't you think Reuben looks just like..." I didn't get to finish my sentence.
"Edward?" Jacob said, in a surprisingly bitter voice. "Yeah, he does."