Woo, thanks for the reviews! I appreciate them, truly. I decided to do a little Destinee-centric chapter. Oh-- this is another Midnight Sun scene that does not appear in Twilight, so if you haven't read that... well, actually, if you haven't read it, then why the hell not?! Go read it!
Angelic—A Curious Destinee
Destinee sighed as she watched the vampires go about their business. More specifically, she watched two of them—Emmett and Edward—as they made their way through Spanish. She scowled, seeing Emmett reliving his own destiny, all those years ago—killing the woman who had appealed to him in the same way that Bella appealed to Edward. She heard the desire, the incredible smell behind the thoughts, and had to stop herself from practically slavering-- she who had never partaken of blood, and felt none of the desire that she knew vampires did. But she pulled herself together, as she heard Edward's moan, and immediately remembered what she was supposed to be doing—watching them closely, as a favour for Devyne while she watched the human girl. Unbelievably tiresome. But if Devyne found out that she had been slacking, then she would not be happy. At all.
She already knew exactly what would happen. She was like one of the vampires, in that respect. She knew perfectly well that it was Edward's destiny to be with Bella; in fact, she knew it as well as Alice Cullen did. It was an interesting gift, that the angels possessed. Or rather-- gifts. In the plural.
Not only could they read or project thoughts at will, they were could also change form in a moment. And see the future, like Alice. Not to mention their flying, super strength, teleportation and heightened senses, among other things.
She wasn't entirely sure what Devyne hoped to accomplish by meddling in their lives, like this. But Destinee did owe her older sister… and in any case, what else was there to do?
This little 'project' of Devyne's was far more interesting than anything else up here. Destinee had grown bored of life here. Not only had they been here since before even the world had been created, but they had seen everything, done everything. She could relate to Marcus of the Volturi, in that. Except hers as much, much worse.
Besides that, though, she was curious, above all else. She knew how things would turn out, though she could not see the events leading up to that eventual conclusion. It was an odd gift.
She saw Edward's anguished flight from the classroom, and briefly wondered if she should step in at that moment. Just for a minute, to give Emmett a push in the right direction.
For a second, she transferred her consciousness into that of the Spanish teacher, and spoke directly to the burly vampire.
"Emmett—por favor, puedas tu ayuda a tu hermano?" She gestured after Edward.
"Sure." Emmett was gone in a moment, and Destinee returned to her previous form, leaving the Spanish teacher looking a little dazed.
Job done.