Bella's POV

When lunch arrived about three periods later, I never really kept up with time nowadays, I made a beeline for my locker.
I didn't socialize. I never really was one for company. After passing the English class I heard someone shouting.
"Hey! Hey, wait up!"
I knew that whoever it was couldn't be talking to me. Nobody ever talks to me.
Then I heard footsteps following me.
I walked a little faster, trying to get lost in the crowd.
"Hey! Slow down!" It sounded like a boy. But it was a voice I'd never heard before. New kids?
I reached my locker and tried to get it open quickly, but my fingers fumbled. And just as I'd gotten it open, a large, pale hand pushed on it, closing it again.
I looked up, about to tell the guy off, but froze when I saw his face.
He had bronze hair that looked as though he'd just gotten out of bed. An angular face, flawlessly sculpted, and clear, bright emerald eyes. I swooned. He was…perfect. There was no other way to say it.
"Are you alright, love?" he asked, probably wondering why I was standing there, gaping with my mouth open.
The word 'love' brought me back from my ogling.
"Don't call me that!" I snapped.
"Okay, okay! Cool it," he said, putting is hands up, as if to show peace.
I took the opportunity to open my locker and stuff my books inside.
"So, you wanna tell me your name, Kitten?" he asked, a devilish smirk on his face.
"What's with all the nicknames?" I asked back, irritated.
"Well, kittens have claws, don't they? And it looks like you do too," he answered, as if it were the simplest thing in the world.
"Okay, well, my name is Bella. Now you know my, so can you leave me alone, please?" I said, slamming my locker closed.
I walked away from him, heading towards the parking lot.
"No," he answered, following behind me. I groaned. What was with this guy?
I turned around and faced him. "What do you want?"
"Isn't it obvious, Kitten? I want you. Why are you running away? Do you have somewhere to be? Someone to get to?"
I didn't reply to his ridiculous questions. "Well, I'm not interested so…you can stop following me," I said, walking away from him, again.
This time, he didn't follow me. Instead he ran in front of me, blocking my path.
"So, I'll take that as a no," he said, that same arrogant smile on his face.
"Goodbye," I said, stepping to the right, hoping to end this conversation. He just stepped with me, not letting me pass.
"What do you want?" I asked again. This was getting tired.
"I suppose I didn't make myself clear. I said I want you, Kitten."
"Well, I don't want you!" I said, through gritted teeth.
I stepped to the left, but he stepped with me again.
"You don't understand, Bella. I don't really care what you want, at the moment. I always get what I want," he said looking into my eyes. "Always."
"Not this time," I said, trying to walk around me. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. "Ouch!"
"Why are you walking to your car? I'm new here and even I know where the cafeteria is." He raised his eyebrow in a fiendish way, a smile playing on his lips.
"I'm going to my truck," I said looking away, behind him, to the parking lot. "Not that it's any of your business but I have Biology next period and there's a big test. I need to revise. Mr Banner is strict with all that shit." We stared at each other for a long while.
Then he's smile dropped, and he let me go.
He started to walk away.
Now, the rational part of me knew that I should run for it now. Escape before he turns around.
But the illogical part of me wondered why he was retreating so suddenly.
"Where are you going?" I asked, stupidly.
"Sorry, Kitten, but I'll have to play with you again some other time. I'm starving." He turned back to me. "But don't worry. I'll see you again, soon."
Then he was gone. And I continued to walk back to my truck, bewildered. I was dizzy and my head hurt.
This guy had just spun me around in circles, effectively leaving me hanging, even missing his company, and I didn't even know his name!

Edward POV

Amazing. She was simply amazing.
Her hair was soft, eyes gentle, clear skin, a voice like an angel, and she smelt like roses…or freesia. She was just…incredible.
Feisty. My kind of girl. And my new play-thing.
I felt like a child who's woken up on his birthday with a new toy. That's what she was…a new toy. I would enjoying playing with her.
I opened the cafeteria door and immediately spotted my family at the far end table.
I walked up to where the food was lined, and grabbed a tray, filling it with a few slices of pizza and a Coke.
Then I walked to my family at a leisurely pace and, pulling out the spare chair, I sat down and stuffed my face.
"Where have you been? Lunch started 15 minutes ago!" Rosalie asked.
"None of your fucking business!" I said, irritated. I didn't owe anyone an explanation. But that shut her up.
For the rest of the lunch period we sat in silence. Even Alice. I guessed we were all just a little hung up over our first day.
When the bell rang I checked my schedule to see what my next period was. Maybe I could ditch.
Biology, Mr Banner, it read.
Didn't my Kitten have that class next.
I smiled. No way was I ditching today.
This was going to be fun.