Well hello to every reader of this story! I welcome all of thee, to another chapter of DoT - Edward's POV!

Hey, those sentences almost rhymed - with the "e" part at the end parts.

*cricket chirps*

Ahem; anyways...

I'm sorry about the delay of the chapter for this story. Right now, I'm conflicted with too many new chapter ideas and such for most of my stories. But that really isn't a valuable excuse for you readers of why I haven't been updating this story in over 9 or more days at least. Usually for me, it takes me up to about one day - two days max or so - to actually update a story.

But, aside from my excuses of not updating, is anyone excited for the next Twilight Saga movie to be coming out? I sure am! :D Only over... 16 days until it'll be released in theaters! But for me, I always have to wait for the weekend to go see a Twilight movie.

Eep! I just can't wait for the movie, and for some money for my chores that I've been doing. I'm saving up my money now, so I can get an Itunes card to go buy the New Moon score onto my Ipod, and then, I'll be saving for the Eclipse Movie Soundtrack, which is already out somewhere probably.

Anyways, enough of me rambling. Let's get to the next chapter of Edward's POV in DoT - in chapter 3!


~Chapter 3~

-Edward Masen-

The lunch bell rang throughout the school, ending my brooding time. I hoped down from the tree that I was perched in to have the little time left of lunch spent thinking to myself, and I loitered around the hallways just so I could be late to my next class - Biology. Pfft; as if I didn't know enough already of that subject. Last time there was a lesson about blood, I nearly killed the classroom. At least I was able to give the excuse of how whenever I smelled or saw blood, it would make me go weak in the knees, and stomach.

I raced over to my locker and grabbed my biology book - a useless prop - I walked at a fast pace to the Biology class, thinking that today wouldn't be such a great idea to be too late to that infernal class. I entered the classroom just before the bell rang, and there, I froze on the spot. Sitting at the only available table in this classroom, was that new girl, the one whom I approached and practically assaulted at lunch - Isabella Swan.

Her scent - that freesia and strawberry aroma that was sure to drive me to killing her - was actually what made me freeze at the spot. How innocent she looked just sitting there, doodling off in her notebook, made my jaw drop just a little. She had no idea of how sexy she really was; well, how sexy she can be just doodling. But, with that chest of hers just lying right on the table - now that's what made it really hard for me to look away from.

"Ah, made it before the bell, Mr. Masen." Mr. Banner - the bored lug of a human and teacher of the class - commented dryly. He was never pleased with my tardiness, yet he didn't really give a damn. He was very tired of this job, which is why whenever I get to this class, I'd have to listen to him just droning on and on about something that I already knew, while in his mind, he was bored out of his mind, and wish he'd be off somewhere far away from anything educational.

Girls swooned at the sight of me - like always, and after hearing a little gasp, I looked over at Bella to see her staring at me. I stared at her, heavy-lidded, for mere seconds, before Mr. Banner ordered me to my seat. I slowly walked over to where she was, and sat down beside her.

The class began then, but I didn't even pay attention to what that buffoon of a teacher was droning on about today, like any other day. I stared at the beauty right beside me, unable to look away from her womanly features. She was still leaning forward, her two assets there leaning as well, and being perched on the table. Every breath she took in and out, those breasts followed her movements. What I wouldn't give just to nibble on those perky tits... the hormonal teenager within me murmured dreamily to himself, sighing as if imagining of how he would really nibble and bite on her breasts.

I then trailed my eyes downwards, to her hips and thighs. Her thighs were full, and concealed tightly in those jeans of hers. They probably felt smooth, and silky to the touch. Then, her hips. Hips that were very womanly, and curvaceous - something that I would absolutely love to have my hands on.

Then, I looked at the more, captivating parts of Isabella. Her long, wavy, dark and lustrous hair that seemed to shine all on its own. Her hands, that were constantly moving; her holding her pencil, her moving papers around, her opening her book, her fingers twitching, her wringing her hands together as if she were nervous. And, finally, her neck. That translucent, long and pulsating neck, full of delicious, delectable blood just waiting to be drunken from, by a vampire like myself.

No. I can't drink from Isabella. She is a human - one human that looked easy to eat - but I couldn't risk my life.

I stared at Isabella throughout the period, and at times, she would catch me staring at her, and stare back before she returned back to her work. The bell rang out, signaling the end of class. Bella gathered her things together, and just before she was about to leave the classroom, my hand reached out and snatched her wrist before she could leave.

"Bella, do you mind if I could talk to you privately?" I asked her lowly under my breath, making sure that a persuasive and alluring tone was there; women always go weak when they hear me talk like this - I would know from experience. "Um, I-I don't know, Edward. I have P.E. next." Isabella stuttered adorably.

I stood up with lightning speed, pleased that no one was looking, and Isabella did not even notice, nor did she even realize that I pulled her flush into my side. "Come on; it's healthy to ditch class once in a while." I purred in her ear, smirking internally when I heard her heart quicken in pace when she finally noticed that she was by my side. "Please?" I pleaded with her quietly, where I slid my cold and hard hand into her warm one, lacing my fingers with hers.

With her wordless nod - and again me smirking internally at the effect I had on her now - I led her out of the classroom with her bag slung over her shoulder. While walking in the hallways, and following on my impulsive decision, I wrapped my arm possessively over her tiny, frail shoulders, and steered her through the crowd, and out of the school grounds to the side of the school, under a lone tree.

Isabella ducked out from underneath my arm, and headed over to the tree, while I stood there, staring at her hungrily. I even inaudibly growled deep within my chest, feeling the lust build, when she went over to the tree, bent down and placed her bag at the base of the tree - her little ass in plain sight for me to watch. "So, uh, what do you want to talk to me about, Edward?" Isabella asked me apprehensively after she set her bag down.

Such a little innocent thing, she is. I thought to myself, amused.

Before she could even react, and too fast even for the Cullen psychic to predict, I slammed Isabella up against the wall, with enough force to keep her there, yet not too hard to harm her or to kill her. I pressed myself against her backside, smirking when I heard her gasp breathlessly. "Finally, I can have my way with you." I purred to her, moving her hair off to the side - almost tenderly even; odd - and kissed her neck with my cold lips, where that spot immediately heated up.

I kissed over her neck very possessively, marking her as mine. Somehow, Isabella seemed more... special than the other women I have messed around with before. She is much more vulnerable, yet, more curious. She is extremely shy, and one to not argue, nor cause problems. An innocent little virgin with no idea of the feud between the Cullens and I, along with most of the males in Forks. Tiny as can be, but full of womanly assets that were in need of attention dearly...

While I was kissing her neck, Isabella would either whimper from the feel, or she would suddenly moan from it, especially when I had licked her hot skin. "I take it you like this, dear Isabella?" I growled to her in my "seductive" voice. "Ho-How do you know my n-name?" Isabella stammered, where I heard her gulp. She must be referring to how I knew her full name, when I had been "introduced" to her only by her shortened version of her Italian and beautiful name.

"I have my ways of knowing." I whispered to her, chuckling into her little pale ear. Now unsatisfied with her backside - though arousing with her perky little ass near my lower half - I whipped her around so her glorious front side was facing me, along with her frozen and frightened face looking at my hungry one. Oddly, I was feeling regret and sadness that I had caused her to feel this way towards me. What the hell is wrong with you? You are a vampire - a hormonal one at that. Now, ravish this babe and get going, or else those Cullen asses are going to burn you. Both my primal and my hormonal minds barked at me mentally.

Isabella squirmed while I stared at her with lust, but I held her fast with my hands going to those lovely womanly hips of hers. I assaulted her neck again, only this time I was extremely close to her jugular, one full of humming red blood. I suckled and kissed her neck, where I hummed against her neck in pleasure, and I heard a soft, dull thud come from above; she must've slammed her head softly into the wall.

I moved my hands from her hips slowly, letting my hands slither their way under my shirt, and I came into contact with her flush hot stomach now. She gasped, and abruptly, that's when I heard her I "voice".

Why are his hands so cold? She thought to herself, questioning as to why my hands were so cold. I Finally! Now we can know what's going on in this lovely little beauty's mind! I thought to myself, feeling absolutely victorious that I could now read her mind, though through intimate touch - if you could somehow call this intimate touch with me pressing her against the wall like so while I'm ravaging her neck - which is definitely new to me.

I smirked against her neck though. Usually whenever I would touch a female with my hands, they would question it, though they would never question my cold lips. She was typically like the other women. "Ignore the coldness of my hands, my Isabella." I purred to her in my special voice, one that would get me to what I would want with no fuss of such. Not only did I have the ability to read one's mind, I could control them in anyway, just from saying a simple order in that voice.

And, just like any other woman before her, Isabella obeyed and didn't not seem to question why my hands were cold, upon from listening to her thoughts. She was having an internal battle with herself, as if one side was arguing that she should fight against me, while the other seemed to be going along with what I was doing to her. Ha; now that I have finally been able to read her mind, and now had her under my control - once I gave the first order to my new toy, they would listen to me no matter what - it will probably be much easier for me to get her into bed now.

Don't even think about it, Masen. I refuse to let you break Bella. The cursed internal voice of the pixie practically screamed at me, where she showed me a vision of where Bella and I were off in a cheap bed, tangled in sheets and kissing wildly, and then it suddenly cut off to where Bella was in the bed, still asleep and naked but covered by the sheets, while I got dressed and walked out of the hotel bedroom, satisfied.

Besides, your fate has already been decided, and I don't plan on letting anything bad happen to either of you. Alice Cullen continued, sounding rather smug yet firm, while I caught the brief flash of another vision, where all I could see is dark hair, and a ruby red eye, along with hearing this mystery person breath out my name in a loving and lustful way.

Now, get the hell off of Bella this minute, before you lose your control, and my family will come after you. Alice warned me in her mind. I rolled my eyes, thankful that Isabella did not see that. No one really knew what Alice Cullen was doing behind her family's back...

Sighing mentally, sad that my alone time with little Isabella was over, began pulling away while I whispered to Isabella, "Now that I have satiated my thirst for now, my dear Isabella, I want you to calm yourself down and act as if you weren't here with me - as if I hadn't done anything to you. But, the next time we come into contact, you will remember what has happened here today. I will be back soon." Once I was fully away from Isabella, she inhaled a ragged breath and collapsed onto the ground, her knees pulled close to her chest.

Isabella rested her head on top of her knees, taking deep breaths. That's when I ran off, away from Isabella. What she would never know for the next few days, was that I had been assaulting her like so against that very wall, and what wouldn't know right until she would get to the office was that I had stolen her slip that she had for her first day. I signed Coach Clapp's name exactly like his penmanship, before I walked to the office, just as the school bell rang.

Entering the office, I walked up to Mrs. Cope, and gave her a perfectly believable story of how I had ran into Isabella during P.E. and I wanted to talk to her, but she had told me that she was off in a rush, had no time to talk, and no time to turn in her fully signed slip, and how I offered to take in for her. Mrs. Cope fell for her, and smiled sweetly at me, while her thoughts were ranging of how sweet I was, to how normally handsome I looked today. She took the slip, and with that, I left the office.

I walked out to the parking lot, spotting Isabella's red rusty monstrosity of a truck, while I also spotted the Cullen siblings off by blondie's little red convertible. Though I despised her the most, Rosalie does have great taste in cars. I continued sauntering my way over to my motorcycle - a true man's bike - and after strapping on my helmet to appear both human, and so the chief would never see me for like he had earlier on in his police career, I revved my engine and rode out of the parking lot.

Shall we head out of Forks and go have some dinner finally? My primal side suggested evilly to me. Chuckling to myself, I drove my motorcycle straight onto the streets of Forks, a plan of finding the nearest bar that was full with incoherent whores and dudes in mind.


So, what'cha think of this chapter? We were able to uncover some secrets already, like how Edward was now able to control her throughout so far in DoT, and well, you can probably already guess of what's going on between Alice and Edward...

If you want to guess of what's going on, go ahead in a review! :)

Bye for now, and again, sorry for the long wait of an update,

~*Lady Lily of Darkness*~