CHAPTER 4 EPOV
(A/N: Bella's history! YAY! I had soooo much fun writing this part.)
My life has gone to the extreme in strangeness. First, a werecoyote comes to our school. Then she imprints on my brother. And now I have class with her. I sit next to Bella in Biology, so I can ask questions.
"Why are you here?" I asked, after she sat down.
"It's a complicated… and sad story," she responded.
"I have time." I prompted.
Bella took a deep breath, "On the night after my 16th birthday, it was a full moon. That was my first phase. I met my pack that night. We were running and hunters saw us. Coyote hunters. They tracked us back to our houses and saw that we were weres. They thought we would catch big bucks on the Black Market. They murdered our families. They tortured my sister in front of me. At the next full moon, they tracked us. Our Alpha told us to split into different parts of the country. The hunters tracking me were caught in LA for speeding. Then they were taken to the loony bin for babbling about werewolves." Bella stopped to laugh dryly, "Our Alpha told us to stay in positions until she told us we could come back. A family friend found me, gave me clothes, food, and shelter. They also enrolled me here. And you know the rest." She finished just as the teacher walked in. I noticed Bella was sneaking food when the teacher wasn't looking.
"Full moon tomorrow?" I asked. She shook her head, stuffing down a granola bar, "tonight."
"Mr. Cullen, could you please answer my question?" the teacher asked. I looked through his mind, acting thoughtful. I was glad he had to keep repeating the answer so he couldn't forget it. I answered correctly. The teacher looked upset for a millisecond.
"Mind reading comes in handy sometimes, huh?" Bella asked. I nodded, smiling. I can see myself becoming friends with Bella. The teacher turned around and Bella swallowed an oatmeal-raisin cookie. Like I said, I can see myself becoming friends with Bella.
(A/N: R&R PEEPS!)