BPOV
I was sitting in the cafeteria at my usual seat with Jessica, Angela, and Mike. I had started attending Forks High School a week ago when I moved to Washington to live with my dad, Charlie.
I could tell there was something unusual about the Cullens. Not that anyone believed me, but I was determined to find out the truth about the mysterious teenagers that were isolated from the rest of us.
The bronze-haired boy, Edward, was the most intriguing of all. He was always staring at me with those strange, topaz-colored eyes like he was angry at me for some reason.
I thought back to the first day he talked to me. What does he mean by "We shouldn't be friends" and "If you're smart, you'll stay away from me." I could tell there was something dangerous about him, something wrong. No, not wrong, just unnatural.
I stared back at Edward, confused.
How can I decide what's right when you're clouding up my mind? I can't win your losing fight all the time.
That got his attention and his siblings'. They all had the same curious look on their faces.
Not gonna ever own what's mine when you're always taking sides, but you won't take away my pride. No, not this time. Not this time.
I stood up and began walking towards their table, heading straight for Edward.
How did we get here? I used to know you so well. How did we get here? I think I know.
I looked deep into his golden eyes, feeling a burst of confidence. I point at him.
The truth is hiding in your eyes and it's hanging on your tongue, just boiling in my blood.
But you think that I can't see-
I walked around him, trailing my index finger along his shoulders.
-what kind of man that you are if you're a man at all
I looked at him over my shoulder.
Well I will figure this one out on my own.
I climbed up on top of their table.
On my own.
And began to dance like a maniac.
How did we get here? I used to know you so well. How did we get here? I think I know.
I spun around in circles a few times, and as if I didn't earn enough stares, I air-guitarred, jumped around, and did some ballet that I only vaguely remembered from when I was young.
I looked around at everyone and sank down to sit on the edge of the table.
Edward was still frozen with shock. I looked at him innocently, swinging my legs back and forth.
Do you see what we've done? We've gone and made such fools of ourselves.
Do you see what we've done? We've gone and made such fools of ourselves.
I jumped off the table and made another circle.
Yeah!
I stood in front of him, again.
How did we get here? I used to know you so well. Yeah! Yeah! How did we get here? I used to know you so well. I think I know.
I dramatically moved closer.
I think I know.
At this point we were about and inch apart and he was leaning back with a hostile look in his eyes as I leaned closer to him, inhaling his intoxicating scent.
There is something I see in you . I might kill me. I want it to be true.
By the end of the song, our bodies were nearly horizontal. I popped up and walked back to my seat as if nothing had ever happened, leaving Edward speechless. Everyone, teachers and staff included, looked at me, then at Edward, then back at me, mouths open and eyes wide.
I pretended to ignore
them, humming the song to myself. Now that I thought back on the
lyrics, I realized that figuring out Edward Cullen really was like
trying to decode him.