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I woke up on Monday late. This meant I barely had time to get dressed, brush my hair, and rush to school. I slid in my first period seat as the bell rang. Then, as lunch approached, my day got even better. Mike had decided to try and buy me lunch when I had found I was a dollar short, and when I refused to let him do so, he bought it anyway, much to my dismay. As we walked back to the table, he was beaming, and Jess was glaring at me. From our chats in the past few days, she had confided in me that she liked Mike, and it was becoming obvious that Mike didn't feel the same way.
As he sat down with an empty seat next to him, I quickly took the only seat next to Jess, and somewhat away from him. His eyes narrowed a bit, but he dug into his food, nevertheless. As Jess, Angela, and Mike tried to rope me into conversation, I found my mind kept wandering to what Jake had said about the Cullens. I quickly scanned the cafeteria, wondering if he was actually present today, or if he was skipping yet again. As I searched, I found him promptly. And his eyes were on me.
He was sitting with the rest of his family, of whom I had never met, only heard whispers about. His older brother, Emmett, had dark hair and a thick build that was muscled perfectly. Emmett was sitting next to his girlfriend, Rosalie Hale, whose beauty had no parallel at this school. Her hair was light, and her figure was stunning. The only one who came close to being at her standard of beauty was Edward's sister Alice whose spiky short black hair gave her a quirky little look to the rest of them. Her boyfriend, Jasper had hair the color of Rosalie, who was his sister, and although he wasn't very muscled compared to Emmett, he had lanky muscles that were more close to Edward's. As I observed his entire family, I noticed that not only Edward was looking at me, but so was Alice. As he saw my head turn towards her, he immediately shot a glance in her direction, and they both turned around. After that, my eyes dropped to the table, where they remained until the end of the period. Biology was going to be interesting now that Edward Cullen was back in town.
I went to Biology as early as possible, hoping to just be in my seat and looking down at my notebook before I had to say a word to Edward. Surprisingly, he was already there, looking as if he was waiting for something, or more likely, someone. As I sat down, he cleared his throat and introduced himself with a dazzling smile.
"Why, you must be Bella Swan. As you may have heard, I am Edward Cullen. I'm sorry about my behavior last week. I was recuperating from a cold, and it made me very irritable." I nodded. Something seemed off about him. Besides the fact that I now knew that Jake had told me to stay away, Edward looked different. But I couldn't put my finger on exactly what it was.
"It's fine. It's good to hear that you're better at least." I searched his face, trying to figure out what exactly had changed about this menacing creature to make him seem less dark. It wasn't his personality; he was just acting more cheerful to seem less intimidating, I was sure of it.
"Thank you. I was worried I might have offended you in some way." I shook my head, and in that second, looking straight into his eyes, I noticed the difference.
"I'm sorry, but did you get contacts or something? I could have sworn that the last time I saw you, your eyes were much darker." It looked like he clenched his jaw just the tiniest bit. I couldn't tell.
"They might have been. My eyes frequently change color. It's a genetic trait I inherited from my father." As he said this, a smile slowly came into view. For some reason he was amused by this fact.
"Oh." I said, not able to think of anything else. I couldn't understand why Jake had wanted me to stay away from him though. I mean, he was odd, but he didn't seem like he was a bad person or anything. I tried to ignore Edward for the rest of the period though, in spite of what I thought. Jake had some meaning behind it, and I didn't take that lightly. Edward tried to keep the conversation going slightly though, and suddenly, the sky burst in a downpour. As he saw my expression shrink, he guessed the reasoning behind it.
"I'm thinking that
you don't like rain?" he asked, a smile still on his face.
"However did you guess that?" I answered sarcastically. Rain
took away my sense of humor and replaced it with sarcasm.
"Just a feeling. Why is that though?" He seemed genuinely curious although I couldn't understand why.
"Well…it's not like it doesn't rain enough in this town. I mean really, you barely ever see the sunshine." He nodded his head.
"I suppose I see what you mean. But too much sunshine isn't always a good thing. Rain can sometimes add to things and make them grow." I shrugged.
"I just don't like rain. Period." The conversation ended there, and we were basically silent for the rest of the period, except for the questions we answered when Mr. Banner occasionally called on one of us. At the end of the period, I left and went to gym where I fell at least five times. This was definitely not my most graceful day. As I went out to my truck, it was still pouring heavily. I sighed, and as I fumbled in my backpack and then dropped my keys, I bent down, and then everything was a blur. All of a sudden, Tyler Crowley's blue van was hurtling towards me, slipping on the enormous puddles the rain had created while everyone stood around in horror. The only person I actually recognized in the sea of faces was Edward Cullen, who was 10 cars down to my left. I shut my eyes, and waiting for the van to hit me, knowing that I would have no time to escape at the speed at which it was coming towards me.
Suddenly, I was on the ground, being held up in someone's right arm, as they crouched in front of me, and just before the van came within six inches of me, with superhuman strength, they put their hand out and stopped the van. I looked up in shock to see who my rescuer was, and gasped. It was none other than Edward Cullen. As soon as the van completely stopped, he moved his hand across the dent where his hand had been, and smoothed it out as best he could, like it was a wrinkle in cotton. My mouth gaped open. Surely I was seeing things, because, there was no way that could have happened. Unless…unless Edward really was a vampire. After that, I completely blacked out.