I do not own Twilight Stephanie Meyers does, I only own Ishbel and her family. (DON'T LIKE THIS STORY; THEN DON'T READ IT)
It was an awkward silence as Edward drove. But then some flashing lights at the police station made us stop.
"What's going on" I asked.
"That's my dad's car what's he doing here" Edward asked nobody in particular.
"Isn't that Eric's van" mom asked.
Edward pulled in, and once he parked we all got out. Dr. Cullen came out and saw us.
"Dad what happened" Edward asked.
"John O'Hara (ME: making up the guys name) was found dead. All of his blood was gone" Carlisle said.
"What do you mean" I asked.
"I mean his blood was gone, as in he had no blood left in him" Carlisle said.
"But that means the attacks are getting closer to town" mom said.
Carlisle and Edward looked at us.
"Look why don't you both head home, we got everything covered. I'll tell Eric that I have everything covered and he can take you two home" Carlisle said.
"Alright" mom said, and I could tell she felt safer; knowing she was going to be in a car with people she knew.
A couple minuets later Carlisle came back out with dad following him.
"Come on, it's been a long day" dad said.
"Yes, come on Ishbel, let's go home" mom said.
I turned to Edward and he stared at me worriedly. As I stared into his face I couldn't help but feel a shock go through me, and I felt my heart speed up as I looked at him. I felt myself blush as I stared into his face.
"Um, I guess I'll see you at school" I said.
"Yeah."
"Thanks for saving me earlier."
"I'll always rescue you when you're in trouble."
We stared into each others eyes. I've never felt it before, why am I starting to feel attracted to him now.
"Ishbel come on, let's go" I heard dad call.
I looked over and saw mom and dad waiting in the car.
"See you at school."
"Yeah, be careful."
"I will."
I then walked over to my parents car and got in.
"Who was that" dad asked looking at me through the rear view mirror.
"Oh that was Edward Cullen from school, he's the adopted son of " I said.
"He seemed like a nice boy" mom said.
"He is."
The rest of the drive was silent. When we got home dad and I had left overs and I went into my room. I took a shower and changed into a pair of pajamas. As I laid there I thought about Edward. For some reason I couldn't seem to get him out of my head. I remembered something my Grandma Josephine told me "If you can't stop thinking about someone, maybe they're supposed to be there." I soon fell asleep. The rest of the weekend came and went, aside from going to church and watching some TV, we didn't really do anything on Sunday. When I looked outside I saw that it was snowing, so I changed into a pair of blue jeans, black ankle boots, and a long sleeve green shirt. I combed my hair and grabbed my backpack before going downstairs. After a quick breakfast I brushed my teeth, put on my brown jacket and gloves, and got a ride to school from Bella. I noticed that Bella would glare at me every now and then. I had no idea what her problem was. There was another problem, all morning Edward ignored me, and here I thought I had him all figured out. Before I knew it was time for lunch. I bought a salad, an apple, and an apple juice. I walked over to the salad bar and started putting some dressing on my salad.
"Ishbel" I heard a charming male voice say.
I turned and saw Edward standing as handsome as ever, and just seeing him made my heart speed up. He looked handsome wearing his neat blue jeans, dark long sleeve shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, and sneakers.
"Hey. You know your mood swings are driving me mad? You should come with some sort of warning label" I said annoyed.
"Sorry, but I thought staying away from you would keep you safe" he said.
"Safe from what" I asked.
"Nothing."
"So I've been thinking."
"About what?"
"What you are."
"Any theories?"
"Let's see, you haven't been bitten by a radioactive spider have you" I asked for some odd reason thinking of spider-man.
"No" he replied.
"Um, bipolar" I asked.
"That's an assumption, not a theory and no I'm not" he said.
"Then that's kind of all I got" I said, that was a lie, but my real theories were just too crazy.
"You're thinking of if I'm not the hero? What if I'm the bad guy" he asked.
"I don't believe that, look if you were really a bad guy then you would've let me get hit by that van, and you also could've left me alone in that alleyway but you didn't. Those two facts alone prove that you're a good guy."
"Well good luck" he said before going back to his table.
I shook my head and went back to my table.
"So what did Edward want" Jessica asked.
"Nothing, just something about homework."