Hello again! Here is the next chapter in the story. I decided to give you all a glance into Bella's mind a bit before we find out everything that is going on. Please feel free to pm me or leave any questions in a review!

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Chapter 2

BPOV

Today started out like any other day for me. I got up, put on work clothes, did all my farm chores, worked with my show steers, showered, got dressed for school, ate breakfast, and zipped off to school. I still can't believe that in less than twenty-four hours my whole life went from normal, well normal for me, to absolutely, perfectly, insanely wonderful.

I'm not being cocky, but all the guys I have ever gone to school with have always had a thing for me, I just can't date any of them. It's not that I don't want to because there have been quite a few that I would love to go out with. I am just deathly afraid of hurting one of them and I don't mean emotionally. Instead of them acting like mature adults about me declining their advances, they like to pick on me. It doesn't really bother me that they pick on me because I know that I am going to do so much more with my life than they will. No! What bothers me the most is the fact that I could do something about it, I just won't. It could be pretty funny though to see all 5'7" and 120 pounds of me put these big jocks in the hospital. The questions that would inevitably be asked though would put me at risk.

Today one of the more popular guys in the school decided to ask me to the Homecoming dance, which I very politely declined. I guess he just happens to be one of those guys you just don't say "no" to because he and his buddies thought it would be funny to throw me in the showers. That was the last straw for me. They can say whatever the hell they want to about me, but I really fucking can't stand someone touching me without my permission.

"Stop it you assholes!" I screamed.

"Oh! Come on princess, what's the matter? Are you afraid to get wet?" Some douche taunted me. "We just want to see if the frigid bitch can even get wet!" They turned the showers on cold and just started laughing and taunting me.

I am just about to blow up and probably screw everything up, but I don't care anymore. I can feel my strength rolling through me in waves and I am about to use it to get the hell out of here, but something stops me cold.

"I don't know what gives you all the right to treat Bella this way, but that's enough! Each and every one of you will go down to the gym and do up-downs until I get tired!" The most sexy, velvety, smooth voice in the universe yelled. The voice belongs to none other than Edward fucking Cullen. I can't believe he came to my rescue. I didn't even know he knew my name.

I didn't realize that he had actually come into the shower but there he was crouched down in front of me and wet. I thought for sure that his teammates would have hauled ass just from the malice alone in his voice, but they were all still standing there staring at us. He must have finally realized that we weren't alone. He growled low in his chest and damn it was sexy. I guess there lack of response really pissed him off because he stood up out of his crouch to his full, intimidating height. Edward Cullen was definitely no mere mortal. I don't know anyone that can exude as much authority or look as good as he does. He barked something else at them and I'm pretty sure Coach Teague did as well, but I was too busy having fantasies about Edward, myself, and water.

He was wet from the showers and even more gorgeous than ever. If only he was like me. He's the only person I have ever been around that I would even consider trying to be with. I was still staring intently at the floor when I noticed him turn around and squat back down. What I wasn't expecting was for him to touch me. He reached his hand out and gently tilted my head up to look at him. The feelings coursing through me from that small touch were unlike anything I have ever felt before. I feel complete. I feel home.

Edward must be feeling something too because his eyes turn a reddish-orange color at the same time I feel my own eyes get hot. The next thing I know, he let's go of my face and he is staring at the tile wall and it is burnt. Okay! This is starting to get a little bit weird, even for me. When he finally does turn back around I can't help but notice his shirt is burned and I know that I did it. I don't know how yet, but I just know. Also, I can't help but notice with his shirt being burned to a crisp it does offer a rather spectacular view of his amazing chest and abs. I don't know many guys that actually have a fully defined 8-pack, but holy fuck he is sexy! Not to mention the "Holy Grail" of 'V's" that is very visible thanks to his low, slung jeans.

I can feel my eyes getting hot again so I quickly close them, which seems to be the only way to keep myself from burning down the school. It also doesn't go unnoticed by me that my shirt is wet and burnt, but another part of my body is suffering from a massive flood and a heat wave! Shit! That's not fucking helping with me trying to keep my eyes from shooting fire right now. At least, I think I know now why I am shooting fire out of my eyes. I guess being sexually turned on heats the body up.

Okay! I know I can stop thinking about how hot Edward is long enough to get out of this locker room. I barely open my eyes to take a quick peak around when I notice he is gone. Well, that's just great. He probably thinks that I am a freak just like the rest of the school. Whatever! I need to go find something dry to wear for the rest of the day.

I walk out of the showers and into the locker room and hell if I don't just about spontaneously combust. Edward has completely removed his ruined shirt and is rifling around in his locker for something. I never knew a back could look so attractive before. He turns around quickly, looking quite shocked to see me standing there. I can't help but smirk a little as I notice his eyes lingering on my chest a lot longer than is acceptable. He shakes his head and wordlessly offers me a towel and his extra jersey. He looks conflicted about this for some reason though.

"Thank you Edward, for everything." I tell him. I turn around and quickly divest myself of my ruined shirt, towel off, and slide his jersey over my head. I can't help but wish this was more than him just being nice though. "He was only being nice. There is no way that he is the equal I have been waiting for. Just because he can shoot fire out of his eyes too doesn't make him like me. How embarrassing is it that I got turned on by the sight of him wet and burned his shirt? I'm such a loser!"

Edward is looking at me like I have grown another head all of a sudden. I don't know what his problem is, but I'm trying to hand him his towel back and he is just dumb-struck.

"Want to make any bets on how long it takes for the rumors to start that I'm your girl?" I jokingly inquire.

"Well, I think that if I took that bet I would lose. I'm pretty sure that as soon as we step foot outside of the locker room the shit will hit the fan." Edward laughed. I couldn't stop myself from cringing even if I wanted to. Apparently, the lust was all one-sided. I must have imagined him looking at me the way he was. My smile drops from my face quickly. "Did I say something wrong Bella?"

"No! It just seems that it disgusts you to think about the two of us together is all." I sneered at him. I wonder if I could get away with throwing him through the wall or not? Jerk!

"Actually, I was just about to say that you look much better in that jersey than I do and I was hoping that you would wear it for the rest of the day. You don't have to, but it's just that, well you spend as much time on the field as I do and it's really sexy on you. Besides, it is homecoming and almost all of the player's girlfriends wear their jerseys." He rushed out.

Did I hear that right? He thinks I look sexy? Girlfriend?

"I'd love to, but just so we are clear about one thing," I figure I may as well play with him a little bit, so I whispered in his ear. "If you actually think you could tackle me into being your girl, you need to try a little harder, Captain." I pulled back, winked at him, and walked out the door.

I don't know where I got that sudden boost of confidence from, but it left him reeling that's for sure. I couldn't stop myself once I got outside and down the hall a little ways. I quickly turned back around and used my x-ray vision to see what he was doing now. He was actually still in the same spot that I had left him just staring at the door. I couldn't help the giggle that burst through my lips. Apparently, the captain of the football team is just as interested in me as I am in him; too bad nothing can ever come of it.

~*SSM*~

I have never really paid much attention to all the mundane high school frivolities, but today I couldn't stop myself from over-using my super-hearing. It seemed that everyone in the school was talking about Edward and I and the fact I was wearing his jersey. I never knew the number eight could be so hot. There were so many rumors flying around school by the time the day was over that I almost thought everyone forgot about the football game and homecoming. There was hardly anything mentioned about either of those today.

I was glad when school let out though. I needed to go home and talk to my dad about what happened today. Anytime I have had a new ability crop up he has been there to help me adjust to it and learn to control it.

I ran home as quickly as I could, which let's face it is really fucking fast, and into my steer barn. I knew my dad would be in there taking them out of the cooler for me. He usually puts them in there at about noon and takes them out about three hours later. They go in there to help them stay cool and to help grow their hair out longer. The longer the hair, the better I can clip them to look for the shows.

"Dad!" I yell. "Something happened at school today!" He comes running around the corner with a lead rope and no steer, looking frazzled.

"What's wrong Bella? What happened? Are you okay? Did you hurt someone?" My dad, Charlie, rushes out. "What are you wearing?"

Oh shit! I forgot that I had on Edward's jersey. Well, it's not like I could leave that part of my story out, it is pivotal to what happened after all.

"Dad, don't freak out. There was a little incident at school today with some of the football players." I bite my bottom lip nervously before finally spilling the details of my day to him, leaving out the part on why fire comes out of my eyes. I don't think that he could handle knowing that his little girl was turned on by the star quarterback.

"So let me get this straight, you can shoot fire from your eyes? You burned a hole through Edward Cullen's shirt, but it didn't actually leave a mark on him? You wore his jersey all day long and you are going to wear it to the game tonight? Does that just about cover all the important details?" Dad questioned.

"Well, umm…, not entirely. I may or may not have left out the reasoning behind the fire shooting out of my eyes and the fact that apparently Edward can shoot fire out of his eyes also." I rush out quickly. I really don't want to have to tell my dad that being turned on is the reason for my sudden new ability, but I guess it's inevitable. "See, he actually shot fire out of his eyes at me and burned through my shirt as well, but don't worry it didn't hurt me." I grin up at him.

At this point in time my dad resembles a tomato more than an actual person he is so red. I am sure that this is not healthy in the least. I am debating whether or not to tell him the rest, but I'm pretty sure he has it figured out with what comes out of his mouth next. "Edward and you both were in the shower, shirts stuck to you, and then you both have burned shirts. There has to be a logical reason for this to have happened. Why would two teenagers that just looked at each other suddenly be shooting fire out of their eyes?" He said the last sentence slowly, prolonging each word. If I thought that he looked like a fruit earlier, now he really did. A blueberry to be exact, his face was almost completely purple he was so mad.

"I was just about to mention to you my theory on why I thought this happened, but it seems that you came to the conclusion all on your own. I won't bother you anymore today, I better go. See you later!"

"Stop! Do not leave this barn young lady!" He said calmly, too calmly. "I am not mad." I raised an eyebrow at that, because he sure as shit seemed mad. "I'm not. I am just a little bit worried. I know that you have been looking for someone like you for a long time sweetheart; I just don't want you to get your hopes up that Edward is it. For all we know he could just have a meteor ability like so many other people in this town."

"Don't you think that I know this? All day long I have been going back and forth in my mind replaying everything that happened. I have met and dealt with a lot of meteor freaks in the past four years dad and none of them could have done what Edward did. Yes! Someone may have the ability to shoot fire from their eyes, but there is no way if I actually shot fire at them that it wouldn't have burned them. They would have been seriously hurt. Edward wasn't. He didn't even mention anything about it. Doesn't that strike you as strange?" I implored. I really wanted, no needed Edward to be like me. Being all alone with no one else in the world like you is so depressing.

"Bella, I know that you can take care of yourself, just if you decide to take action on this just be cautious. You mean too much to your mother and I, we would be devastated if something happened to you. After the game tonight maybe you two should talk, you can come back here and do it if it would make it easier."

"Why don't you just say that you would prefer if I brought him back here so that you can find out what's really going on? You are so transparent dad. I will be fine and we can talk more later, but I need to go. It's game time!" I said in my best valley girl impersonation.

Dad just chuckled and shook his head. "I love you Bella. Have fun and I will see you later."

"Love you too dad, tell mom for me too please! Bye!" I skipped over and kissed his cheek before running back to the school. I have never been more nervous for the ending of a football game than am I right now.

~*SSM*~

The first half of the game flew by without me really noticing it, which is odd. I always pay perfect attention to every little detail of the game. Tonight, however; I just wasn't in to it. I was too busy watching Edward. Occasionally I could see him do something that a normal human shouldn't be able to do, but it wasn't ever anything big. He could break tackles easier than most, throw the ball further than a high school student should, and he seemed extraordinarily coordinated. Like I said, none of which means he is anything special.

The score was 24-21 going into the final seconds of the game. We had it in the bag as long as our defense could keep them out of field goal range. Going into overtime wouldn't be a terrible thing, but I was ready for this game to be over so I could talk to Edward. I wasn't paying attention to what was going on, or I would have moved before what happened did.

One second I am standing upright and the next I am lying on the ground with two football players on top of me. Before I can even try to shove them off of me the guy on top moves up and throws the Bulldog player off me like he weighs nothing. I realize that it is Edward and he just moved faster than a human being should move. He is looking me over, trying to find blood or broken bones I'm guessing. I am perfectly fine though, not a scratch or mark on me. He looks shell-shocked, so I hop up quickly. I take a cursory glance around before looking back up at him. I know that I need to get out of there before someone comes over and starts to ask questions.

"I think that you and I need to have a very serious conversation later Edward! I'll meet you at your place." I zoom out of there as quick as I can. I am almost 100% positive by now that Edward is who I have been waiting for. I just hope that my little test proves true.

I hope you liked the chapter. I know a lot of the stuff that happened is what happened in the first chapter as well, but from here on out they won't be like that. I won't overlap the chapters anymore. Please leave me some love and let me know what you think!