AN: Yay! I got 7 reviews for chapter 2! Maybe if I can get seven (or more) I'll write quicker… Well, enjoy!
Bella POV:
There was only one open seat: next to the guy who stopped Mike Newton. I'd never actually seen him before, and when I did I had to stop myself from gasping: he was gorgeous. His hair was the strangest shade of bronze, messy, but somehow it was perfectly arranged. His skin was pale, paler than mine, and I've been called albino! His eyes were dark brown, almost black, but they changed a shade darker —black— when my eyes met his.
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I'd already learned the entire lab that the teacher was teaching in Phoenix, big surprise. So I spent the class wondering why the boy next to me was clenching the table, a furious expression on his face. After a few minutes of thought I could guess well enough why, a girl just walloped his football buddy: me. The jerk, the putrid, despicable person. Who can get THAT upset by soccer? I couldn't even say for sure that he was breathing. It made me darn furious that he was like that. I thought when he saved me that he was different than the other football stereotypes. That just made me madder, and madder, and madder, until I could barely stop myself from taking him down right then and there.
Edward POV:
This girl's scent was too intoxicating. I wanted to kill her; I wanted to drink her blood more than I'd wanted to do anything else in my 100 years of living. Bloodlust filled my mouth. It took every last speck of reserve that I had ever gained to not attack her. I was fully aware that I wasn't breathing, and that I was crushing the table. Sawdust littered the floor. After the hardest ninety minutes I have ever had to endure, the bell rang. I looked at the girl for the first time since I found what her blood does to me. What I saw shocked me to my core: she was visibly shaking. God, was I really that much of a monster? But one look in her eyes told me yes, but for a whole different reason.
Bella POV:
" Why did you stop him if you're gonna be so mad that I saved his pathetic attempt at a shot? " I hissed, pure fury radiating off of me. I didn't let him respond, not that he could with his mouth hanging open. My spinned on my heels and stalked off.
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Bella POV:
I woke at 2 A.M., completely unable to fall back into sleep. I decided to go jogging.
I slipped on a t-shirt and shorts, pulled in my shoes, grabbed my iPod and set off.
Edward POV:
Never before has a human affected me like this Bella girl has. What should I care what she thinks? I tried to tell myself, but to no avail, I couldn't get her off my mind. I suppose my agitation was apparent to my family, Jasper at least. I left to hunt before I could bother them anymore.
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I wiped the blood from my lips as I rose from my crouch over mountain lion. I wasn't full, no; the only thing that could ever truly satisfy my thirst was human blood —one human's blood.
On my way, running, back to the house I knocked into some fragile thing, I wasn't even sure I'd hit anything, until I turned on my heels and saw a heap of pale skin and dark hair.
AN: I'm sorry it's so short! I'm going to update again tonight or tomorrow morning, I PROMISE! Just wanted to get something out there.