A/N: I have a link to a picture of Bella's ring on my profile. There is a direct quote from Midnight Sun in here.
I really want to get more reviews on this version than I did in the original. So…I want 21 reviews. That's how much I had in total for chapters 1, 2, and 3. That's only 15 more reviews. Not terrible.
The beginning of this chapter is not wonderful, but it gets better towards the end.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, they belong to Stephenie Meyer. I only own this shiny purple ring.
Chapter 3-The Sixth Station
Stepping into the cafeteria, I looked around to see where Jessica was sitting today. Last night, she had called me to ask how my first day was. Apparently I was forgiven for what I'd done.
While looking for Jessica, I noticed that the table in the far off corner was now filled. There were five students sitting there, each one was gazing off in different directions. I looked at each of them, trying to find out why Jessica had acted so strangely yesterday. There were three guys and two girls, each one unique and different from anyone I'd ever seen…besides the two strangers I'd met in the forest so long ago.
I looked at the girl first. She was small and her features were sharp, but seemed to soften the more I looked. Her hair was short and inky black, like a shadow pooled around her face. This was a girl I would know anywhere. My breathing shortened and my heart started beating quicker as I became more excited. This was the girl, it was her. Alice.
And the guy sitting across from her perfectly matched my memories of Jasper. This was just too much. I couldn't believe my eyes.
I wanted to find a reason to go over and talk to her, but I was too nervous. What would I say? Would she remember me? Would she talk to me or ignore me?
I couldn't figure out what to do, so I turned around to walk over to Jessica's table. In mid stride I crashed into something, or someone to be more exact. Jessica had been standing behind me for who knows how long.
"Oh, sorry Jessica. I didn't see you there," I said apologetically.
"Yeah, well, I was just coming over to let you know that you can sit with us today. You were standing there for a long time so I thought that I would come and get you." She started walking away, and I quickly followed after, pulling my eyes away from Alice and Jasper.
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Her hair, it looks exactly the same. How can that be? It's still spiky short and the same exact color. Almost as if it hasn't grown at all. Same with his hair; honey gold, and pooling around his face. That's so strange. Even their heights are the same. She's just as tiny as I remembered, and he's just as tall. Neither of them has changed in any way. At least not physically.
I was still staring at their table, something that everybody else had noticed. I could hear them laughing and mocking me behind their hands, but that didn't matter. I had met them before, contrary to everyone else's beliefs. They'd all said that the Cullen's had moved from Massachusetts and that the Cullen's said this was their first time in Washington. But I didn't believe them. I had met them, I had talked to them, and I would talk to them again.
I glanced down at my food tray, only to notice that I'd pulverized my granola bar into tiny mouse-sized crumbs. Well, that's okay, I wasn't hungry.
I took a swig of my lemonade and looked around the table, only to see that everyone was looking at me. They were still staring, their eyes glazed over, and their gazes never faltered, never leaving my face. I could feel the heat creeping up my neck after being so strangely put into the spot light. My hands started shaking and I had to put down my lemonade bottle. I peeked back at everyone and, to my surprise and relief, nobody was looking at me, they were all talking to each other or eating their lunch.
That was the weirdest thing ever. I pushed the incident to the back of my head, and glanced back over at the Cullen's table. To my embarrassment, the bronze haired boy and Alice were both staring at me. Her gaze was filled with respect and anticipation, while his was filled with confusion and annoyance. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't help but stare at his deep topaz eyes. I'd never seen eyes like that before on anyone except for Alice and Jasper. It was strange that all three of them had the same eyes, but wonderful. So deep, it was like falling in a sea of rich honey.
Absentmindedly, I started spinning my ring around my finger, over and over. They seemed to notice that because Alice's eyes widened in excitement and her mouth started moving quite quickly. The boy, Edward from what I'd been told, was still staring at me while he shook his head in response to what Alice was saying.
I was still staring straight at him, and I could feel my cheeks flaming, but I couldn't look away.
…odd, because of the depth of them; brown eyes often seemed flat in their darkness…
The words floated into my mind. Confused, I looked around. Who had said that? But the voice had a very musical quality. It sounded a lot like Jasper's voice, but different.
I glanced back at Edward, who was still looking at me, and something in my head told me that he had said it. But that wasn't possible, he was nearly half way across the cafeteria.
I jerked my head back down to the table, feeling the heat rise in my face.
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I had biology next, this subject was pretty easy. Back in Phoenix I was in AP Bio, which was something that Forks High didn't have.
As I walked into the classroom the sharp smell of alcohol hit me. I moved to sit at the lab table that Mr. Banner had assigned to me yesterday. I was glad that I was sitting alone, this way I could work quickly and efficiently on the labs.
I sat down and pulled out my bio notebook, opening it to a clean page. My hand moved across the page and doodled randomly around the edges.
I heard the chair next to me scrap gently across the floor. I looked up in surprise, not expecting to be sitting next to someone, but then I saw the bronze hair and topaz eyes and was instantly relieved.
Relief? That was strange, why was I feeling relieved? I quickly pulled my head down, and halfheartedly went back to my doodling.
I sneakily peaked up at him through the barrier that I had made with my hair only to notice that he was glaring at my notebook. I glanced up into his eyes wanting to feel lost again, but his eyes weren't the wonderful topaz from just a few minutes ago. They were a dark black that just screamed anger and hate.
How could his eyes go from topaz to black in a matter of minutes? It just wasn't possible. But I was sure that they had. This was just so confusing! I wanted to talk to him, but I couldn't bring myself to talk to this confusing stranger. His eyes were so cold, so menacing, so terrifying! I looked down at my notebook, realizing that I'd been doodling a pair of deep black eyes.
I found myself shivering in spite of the heat blasting from the vents in the room. I looked back at his face and noticed that he was glaring at me now, not my notebook.
I shrank back against my chair, shivering, and terrified. How could he hate me that much? He hadn't seemed mean during lunch.
I decided that I would try to just concentrate on the lesson. It didn't work very well. I peaked back up at him to see that he was still glaring at me, but now his hands were balled into tight fists, grounding against each other menacingly.
I looked back at my notebook, trying to block all thoughts of Edward out of my head. It didn't really work because he was still sitting right next to me, but some part of my brain had been quieted, and I stopped thinking of him.
I glanced to my side, to see if he was still glaring. Surprisingly, he wasn't. He looked very calm and peaceful, the exact opposite from how he was acting before.
Hmm, that was odd, I wonder what happened.
I looked down at my notebook and started playing with my ring while coming up with ideas. Even in the low florescent lighting, the purple stone sparkled and shimmered like a star. The silver band seemed as if it was glowing. I smiled, admiring my favorite piece of jewelry, my only jewelry.
The classroom had grown strangely quiet. I looked up to see if maybe I'd missed something, but Mr. Banner was staring at me with the same glazed expression I'd seen on the kids in the cafeteria. I gasped, almost everyone in the classroom was looking at me that way, everyone except Edward. He was trying to glare at me, but I could see the confusion and annoyance fill his eyes. His gaze darted around the room and came back to me. I looked up at his face and saw that his eyes were now a deep golden-brown-black. I wrenched my gaze from his face, pulling in a ragged breath. I started playing with my ring again, not wanting to look at him, and too frightened to look at the distant students and Mr. Banner.
"Bella," a wonderfully smooth sweet voice whispered in my ear. I stopped breathing, and I looked up at him.
"Your ring," he said, pointing at my hand. I looked at him confusedly. He looked back at me as if I was missing something obvious. All I could do was stare at him in confusion.
He sighed and made to grab my hand. He glanced at me again and I couldn't help but stare into deep abyss of his eyes. They looked even darker than before.
"Just put your hand under the table," he nearly growled, then he snapped his mouth shut and turned away.
My heart was pumping in double time, and I could feel my face glowing with a new blush. I stuffed my hand under the table. Almost as if someone had flicked a switch, all the students went back to writing and Mr. Banner started giving his lecture again.
My head started spinning and I could feel myself going faint.
I wrenched my gaze away from him. I felt the wonderful cool air fill my lungs and my body seemed to restart.
"Okay everyone, class is over. Have a wonderful afternoon," Mr. Banner announced to the class.
I looked up to thank Edward, but he was already walking out the door.
I looked down at my ring and saw it sparkle in the light. The boy walking past me dropped his books and stared. I quickly looked away and stuffed my hand in my pocket. This day was getting weirder and weirder.
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I walked into the girls' locker room and grabbed my clothes from my locker. I had to change for this period, even if we were only rollerblading. I sighed, rollerblading was a deadly sport for me. Especially since the teacher was making us go off ramps, and through tubes, and perform tricks. I quickly changed and sat on the bench thinking about biology.
"Bella?" I heard someone whisper behind me. I turned, looking to see who had called my name.
I saw a small pixie-like girl standing there, beaming hugely with wonderful golden eyes. She opened her mouth and spoke with the most enchanting voice, "I knew we'd find you again."
A/N: IMPORTANT: Incase you didn't read the author note at the top, I said that I want 21 reviews! Please help me get more reviews than I had on the original story!
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