2. MONSTERS
A full week had passed. Alice had turned into a fashion control freak. Sophie shorts didn't mach sperrys, I can't where pink socks with a white sweatshirt, and heels were made for me even though I was already 5'9.
Of course I had the back up from Edward and Emmett, and they too asked for war. You would think it was as important as the American revolution.
Today I was feeling nice, so I let Alice help me pick something out. I choose a tight tank top with lace. She called me a Skank.
In English, the teacher called on me, not knowing I had already read the book.
"Withering Heights takes place in 1801." I said with a giant sigh. Everyone looked up at me and I closed my eyes.
I guess this is as close to sleep I can get. I thought in my my mind. When I opened them back up, my stalker was there.
Mike had his hand in front of my face, waving it. "Bree…" He looked worried. "Bree?" Then there was the shaking. "Bree!"
I jerked my head back. "What?"
"What happened!" He said in a loud whisper. "You just like, zoned out, for the rest of the class." He said.
. "I… I don't know. Day Dreaming I guess..." I started.
The rest of the day flew by… but Biology. I said little in lunch and went to class early. Only thing that I did pay attention to was Jessica whispering to me. "Edward Cullen Is looking at you." Her tone of voice was insulting. We were in the lunch line.
Say that one more Time and I will Punch you. I hissed inside my mind as I looked up to Edward and the rest of the family from the line. The Rest. I scolded. Like he's anymore important then anyone else. I said to myself strictly, taking the plastic wrapping off a fork that i was holding tightly. It broke.
"She's mad at you." I herd Alice say, coolly to Edward, throwing a dazzling smile my way from across the room.
I saw the slightest turn of his head, but his eyes never was taken off me. "I know." He said matter-of-factly.
I was in my seat, debating weather to go other there and give them a peace of my mind for talking about me, but I didn't want to provoke him anymore then I have.
I quickly looked from Edward, back to the entire table. Seeing the look in Emmett eyes, I knew what he was going to pull. My eyes flashed from where his eyes was leading and flashing over to Alice. He threw it at her blindingly fast, but she flicked it away with a twitch of her hand. I watched it fly to the wall on the other side of the calf, cracking one of the maroon bricks.
I laughed at that. So human. I teased, walking forward in the lunch line of doom. "I think I'll just get a drink." I frowned, holding my nose.
"Aren't you hungry?" Jess seemed as if she was hungry for gossip about me.
Starving.
I coughed once, playing it up. "I feel sick, actually." I looked back at their quiet faces before Emmett spoke louder then a normal conversation voice. "Calm down Edward! She wont bite."
I laughed once, biting my lip to not seek anymore attention from Mike and Jess. I didn't need one or the other questioning my sanity.
When I sat down, I sighed in relief. Edward wasn't here yet.
Seconds past and sure enough, I herd a chair scoot and saw a person sit down. Rather Loud. I thought.
"Hello," Said a velvet voice that paused. Polite, confusing me. "Bree."
I stiffened but forced a small smile. "Hi." I said softly, looking up. Instantly I had to double check I was in the right seat let alone the right class. Nothing could add up today.
He laughed quietly, but teasingly.
Shut up. I frowned, looking at the other side of the room.
His smile fell.
Thankfully, the teacher chose that exact moment to start class. Mr. Banner handed out microscopes and battered boxes of slides and then passed around a worksheet. We were supposed to identify phases of growth in onion root. This was going to be so easy…
I took the microscope and adjusted the magnification while Edward placed the first slide under the lens. He offered the microscope to me. "Ladies first, partner?" He mused with a perfect crocked smile, I could only look at him wide eyed. And I usually was not lost for words. "…Or I could start, if you want." He hinted.
I shook my head. "No, I'll start." I said, taking the microscope.
Okay, I was showing off. And I wasn't using my all mighty knowing power for once. I had took this course while still human, and about two years ago when I was with the Volturi, I studied almost everything abotu a cell. I could say I was fairly experienced.
"Prophase," I said lightly.
"May I?" Edward asked.
I raised an eyebrow at him and laughed, but I slid him the microscope. He refocused the lens a little, and smiled. "Prophase." He agreed, after about a forth of a second of looking at it.
He switched slides swiftly and mumbled, "Anaphase." And before I even asked for it, he scooted it towards me and I took it from his hands. Leaving me puzzled, I took the Microscope from him.
"Anaphase," I agreed as I wrote it in my scrappy, big-letter look. When I glanced up at Edward, I noticed he was looking at my paper, curious.
I smiled arrogantly. "Cheating?" I asked.
He laughed once, rolling his eyes. "Of course not... Your script is much different then what I would of thought a young vampires would be if living with the Volturi for four years."
That threw me off for a moment. It wasn't the first thing you say to a person. I smiled at his tense pose and shrugged. "The 90s left a mark on me" I smiled fondly at my big lettering.
We finished with plenty of time to spare, which is more I can say for most of the people in the class… or rather, all of the mortals. But, then again, Edward and I didn't give them a fighting chance.
"Went hunting?" I guessed, keeping my tone casual and uncaring when I noticed his eyes paticullary gold.
"Yeah." He muttered, looking down.
"Oh." I said lightly.
In all reality, I hated the absolute silence that was now constructed between us.
Mr. Banner choose then to walk over to us and ask, more or less, why we weren't working. "Edward Cullen, shouldn't Miss Cullen have a chance with the microscope? I would think that is only fair."
"It's Bree Hale, Mr. Banner." I noted with a scowl towards Edward. "And I identified Three of the five." I said, smugly.
Mr. Banner looked shocked by my small out burst but Edward's lips twitched, fighting a smile. "Have you had this course before?" He questioned, a natural skeptic.
I nodded slightly.
"Were you in advanced placement?" He said, not emotional at all.
I smiled. "Yes."
He frowned at us both. "Then I guess its good you to are partners." He said like it was a rather, bad thing as he stormed over to his desk.
Edward chuckled once. "He absolutely loathes you." He whispered.
I glared at him. "Yeah, everyone seems to adore my here."
His short lived smile faded and he dropped the topic. "It's to bad about the snow." He seemed to force the discussion now.
"Yeah." I tried to keep his poor attempt at small talk going. Maybe it'd get better, maybe worse. But I'd rather have this then the cold, chilling, quietness.
He smiled again. "It's a lot different- huh? From the Volurti." He asked, his face keeping a unemotional, but skeptical, mask. I also noticed how his voice dropped towards a lower tone.
"You have no Idea." I started. I have been wanting to avoid this subject.
He was tapping his finger on the Table now- perhaps trying to make time go faster. Each time his cold and hard finger made contact I winced, clenching my ears. "Why did you even want to leave them?" He finally questioned.
I blinked. No one in the family had asked so openly to me. Like they already knew i would say the answer, no matter what they did.
"Complications." I muttered.
He leaned towards me, now curious. "Explain."
I frowned at how he was acting. "Please." I said as he rolled his eyes. I sighed, and I tried not to think about all of it. I had no intentions of telling him about my infatuation with Demetri, so I used a more practical reason. "I'm Like you." I started, looking up to his bright gold eyes. "I don't want to be a monster."
I must of struck a nerve because after that he didn't speak. Silence. Nothing for- wow. A whole 47 seconds.
"Good answer." He said, looking down at his tapping hand.