I am not the owner of Twilight… I own a pile of books that to be revised.

"Excuse me?" We both chorused.

Edward looked surprisingly flustered as he exited his trance and carefully considered his next words. An unusual precaution since he was Mr. Smooth.

"Err… you're perfume, it's strong."

"I'm not wearing any perfume." She replied, still a bit dazed.

"Chanel number 26!" The secretary called from her desk.

"Oh, of course." Edward replied, still not taking his eyes off the girl. But we both knew it wasn't Chanel's new concoction that attracted him.

It was her blood.

The scent was musky, and a bit spicy, much like a designer's new creation.

I didn't fancy it so much, but Edward had fallen head over heels.

However, neither of us was going to lunge out at her. Right at that moment anyway.

I slid my arm around Edwards's waist and pulled him closely for a peck on the cheek.

"There's strictly a hands off rule at this school!" The secretary pointed out to my sign of affection.

"Right." The girl answered, breaking her gaze from Edward's and looking at me now, not directly in the eyes though. "Nice meeting you…"

"Bella." I finished for her.

"And you're friend…?" She queried. This girl was very gutsy.

Edward had a sickly smirk on his face; the type of grin a sixth grader has on his face when the pretty girl asks for a pencil.

"Ed…" He began.

"Mine." I interrupted rudely, glaring at her.

She gasped and I had a sneaking sensation my eyes had turned from onyx to red for a blitz second.

Edward pried my fingers away from his waist and extended his hand to hers.

"Edward." He finished.

An inhumanely large smile spread across her face as she shook his hand.

"I'm Beth. It's short for Bethesda." She was sounding positively giddy at this point.

"How pretty." Edward replied.

That was the last straw. I immediately lashed out at the little… home wrecker.

"ALRIGHT! THAT'S IT, HE'S MINE! NOT YOURS SO BACK OFF YOU LITTLE …"

"NEXT!" The secretary called startling us all.

Beth seemed absolutely mortified and I was entirely sure my eyes were no longer smoldering, more so deep ruby red. Her eyes widened and she looked at the ground, eager to hurry out of the office. But she still had forms that needed filling out and the secretary who had obviously heard our entire conversation so she wasn't letting her leave without them filled out.

I stormed up to the secretary and she gave me a handful of forms to fill out.

"Don't worry love; it happens to the best of us. Besides its only high school, you're still young and it's not as if you're going to get married. No one gets married these days it's all about online dating and one night stands. Oh, I miss the good old days." The secretary rambled on.

If only she knew.

"Right… thanks for the advice."

"Anytime Sweetheart! Oh, and one more thing, get rid of the jumpsuit."

Seriously!

I hurried off and took a seat as far away from Bethesda as possible. Unfortunately the office was tiny so technically I was positioned right next to her.

Edward had been ushered up to the desk, and the secretary was giving him a mouthful.

"Honestly, that poor sweet girl seems all over you and you insist hang around that… brunette!"

The secretary wasn't giving him a mouthful at all! She was convincing him to leave me! Well I never.

My guard was obviously down and Edward could hear my thoughts so he nodded politely at the secretary and hurried over to me before I ripped someone's throat out.

" Bella? Darling? Have you filled out the forms?" He asked me ever so quietly and sweetly. Almost as if he was scared of me. Well he ought to be.
I glowered at him a bit till I was the one feeling guilty.

Stupid Edward.

Due to my inhumane abilities my forms were filled out perfectly within a few seconds whilst Bethesda wasn't even halfway through her stack.

I had an idea.

"Yes. But my head hurts so I think I'm going to go lie down in sick bay for a minute. I'll meet you outside."

He glanced at me nervously and whispered ever so quietly into my ear;
"Vampires don't get headaches."

Which was true but I could be very persuasive.

"My guard must be playing up then." I whispered back as low and rapidly as he had.

"Fine. I'll call Carlisle when we get home then. Leave the humans alone."

And he was gone, gracefully into the overcast yard.

The whole time Bethesda had her head pinned down, reading the forms as if her entire life depended on her memorizing the forms.

A hover clock hung directly across the room from me and read nine o'clock. The lights seemed to be run by solar power, much like all the other appliances in the room. I.e. everything.

Chairs and tables hovered, the couch patterns could be easily altered with the flick of a switch and I'm pretty sure by the sounds of the Mac was making the secretary was playing Hello Kitty's Island Adventure.

The coast was clear.

"I'm just going out back to have a lie down." I said to the secretary as I clutched my head and staggered into the back room.

"Sure… but how did you know sick bay was behind here?"

Oops.

"It just figures." I thought up quickly, which wasn't a complete lie.

Oddly enough, as I began my journey into the land of the sick, my head actually started thumping.

Ergh… The dire feeling of a migraine had returned. I hadn't felt pain like this in sixty years! I guessed I'd need Carlisle after all by the end of today.

I tried to ignore the pain I began my search. There were a few rooms besides the sick bay in the back and with my supersonic hearing I'd hear if someone was coming.

The first room on the left looked like a kitchen. Checking the coast I ventured in. I searched through hover boards, floating sinks and the works until I came past the fluro green refrigerator.

How sweet, we matched!

Behind it were numerous thick black chords that seemed to be connected to the solar source. I tugged gently, after all I did have super strength, and the entire building went black. I found a torch and made my move.

"Oh dear girls. The power's gone!" The secretary panicked. "I'm going to go find the principal; I'll be back in ten minutes, just wait here and don't move. You might hurt yourselves."

Ten minutes?

Well that was all the time in the world I needed.

I stealthily crept out of the kitchen and into the foyer, barley making a sound as I swept the floor. Just for effect though, I made a loud thud.

"Bella? Is that you?" Bethesda asked meekly.

I made another thud as I approached her.

"Bella? Are you there?" She asked, barely audible through her heavy breathing.

"Bella?" She whispered ever quieter, a final time.

I flicked the torch on, solar powered like the rest of the appliances, shining it directly into her face, bad cop style.

And my mouth dropped.

She sparkled.