Chapter 5: Flesh eating zombies


~"Only the dead have seen the end of war. - Plato~"


"So, how was dinner with the Cullens?" Sasha asked, popping a bubble gum inside her mouth.

"It could've been worse, I guess." I sighed, stuffing the unwanted books inside my locker.

"That bad?" She whispered and her blue eyes shone with sympathy.

"Yeah," I rubbed my forehead tiredly. "I'm really sorry for not coming to the dinner, Sasha."

"It's okay, it's not like you did it intentionally." She shrugged, chewing loudly on her gum.

"You did it intentionally," Heidi disagreed, as she reached us with a scowl. "We had the dinner planned the entire week. You knew we'd definitely be going to that restaurant on Saturday."

"But the Cullens moved here only on Saturday." I widened my eyes. "And it seems that they were busy at first when mom asked them and then suddenly they decided to show up. Weird."

Heidi didn't reply.

Sasha rolled her eyes. "Anything about their children?"

"Edward, Randall, Emmett and Rosalie. She has to be the rudest girl I'd ever met." I scoffed as we walked down the corridor.

"Nice, she's from Chicago, right?" Sasha asked.

"Carlisle and Esme are from Chicago," I told her. "The children were adopted, so they could be from anywhere. Besides, Rosalie is a blonde. Blondes are usually rude."

"Excuse me, I'm a blonde too. But I'm not rude." She argued.

Right at that time, a short girl bumped into Sasha with a loud thud.

"Watch where you're walking, shortie." Sasha snapped and the girl fled without looking at us.

"And you just said that you weren't rude." I chided with a wide smile.


The English class had started and Mr Varner was in the middle of reading the seventh chapter of Romeo & Juliet when Mr Greene, the Principal, interrupted.

"Class, I'd like you to meet a new student," Mr Green smiled towards the doorway.

Oh no.

"Edward Cullen," He continued to introduce the one boy I had hoped I wouldn't share my class with. But of course, fate had other plans.

My eyes automatically slid to him. Edward was looking around the class, his green eyes filled with what seemed to be wonder. He wore a tan leather jacket on top of his white chest hugging t-shirt and black baggy jeans hung low on his narrow hips.

The once-buzzing classroom was frozen. And the whispers began as soon as it had ended.

"He's a real piece of meat," Lauren Mallory, an obnoxious cheerleader, declared loudly.

"He is," Sighs of appreciation could be heard all over the class.

"Oh, look at his hair! It's, like, angels styled his hair!" Charlotte, Lauren's sidekick, gushed.

"Don't forget the eyes! Such hypnotic eyes." Another girl giggled.

"I cannot believe this, I feel like we're trapped in a cheesy chick flick!" I hissed to Heidi who shared the class with me.

I threw a glance at her and my jaw slacked. Heidi wasn't even listening to me, instead she was leaning on the desk so low that her cleavage was seen. I realized, horrified, that she was trying to get his attention with her assets.

"Heidi!" I pinched her arm and she jerked back to give me the evil eye.

Mr Greene left and Mr Varner turned to Edward. "Would you like tell about yourself to the class?"

"Uh, my adopted family moved us from Chicago to Forks. I was schooling earlier at Belfair High." Edward shrugged, adjusting his shoulder bag.

"Thanks, Mr Cullen. Take your seat."

As if drawn by a magnet, his eyes landed on me. Fortunately for me, there was no empty seat next to me. Instead, he walked gracefully to the empty desk next to Alice Brandon, which was two rows behind me and sat down.

Alice was the captain of the Forks High Cheerleaders team. She was very pretty with a short black pixie cut and stunning blue eyes. Alice and I were close friends in seventh grade, in fact she was a part of our group, but after her disturbing attitude, we decided to part.

She started to claim that she was a witch and could see the future. We never talked again, just small -uncomfortable- smiles were shared when we passed each other in the school corridors.

"Lucky witch," Heidi clucked her tongue and I snorted with a roll of my eyes.

Mr Varner called the class to attention and resumed from where he stopped. Every now and then, I felt eyes on my back. I dimly wondered at the back of my mind if it was Edward who was watching me. Jitters ran throughout my body at the mere thought.

When the class finally ended, I took my books and started to move out of my desk but slammed straight into someone.

"Ow!" I complained, taking a hasty step back.

I looked up to ambush that someone and found myself frozen. God, why did I keep running into Edward Cullen over and over again?

"Sorry," Edward said, his eyes soft as he took me in.

"It's okay," I mumbled unwillingly and walked away before he could open his gorgeous mouth again.

Few more classes passed and I was relieved that the Cullens were not in the any of my other classes. When the bell rang for lunch, I stopped by my locker again before I left to the cafeteria. I opened the glass door of the cafeteria and as soon as I entered, the loud chatter ceased and everyone became quiet.

Startled, I looked at everyone's face and saw their eyes fixed on sombody behind me. I made the mistake of glancing back. The whole Cullen clan was present. The whispering started again.

I resisted a groan and made my way to the counter to get food. I had lost my appetite, just like whenever Edward was near, and opted for a lemon juice instead.

I decided to take one last peek behind me and a laugh stuck in my throat when I saw their confused expressions. Randall held the school cafeteria's battered menu in his hand and the other three were leaning in, reading the items listed on it.

They obviously needed help and I felt a little sorry for them. So I stepped forward and before the Cullens could talk, I ordered for them.

"You guys looked a little lost," I shrugged nonchalantly, while I felt anything but calm and cool.

The lady placed four trays on the counter and the food I ordered seemed pretty delicious.

"Thanks," Randall grinned widely at me. Edward was silent, staring at me with blank eyes.

"Don't mention it." I shot Edward another look before I reached my table.

"Helping the poor neighbors?" Heidi asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Hardly," I rolled my eyes and opened the lid of the bottle.

"O-M-G, everyone is talking about the hot new family." Jane said excitedly as she sat opposite to me.

"I don't see anything special," Alec cut in, pulling the chair next to me and flopped down.

"Um, if you do see something, then you're gay." Sasha chuckled, nibbling on her carrot stick.

"Why?" Alec asked confused.

"There is only one girl there and the rest of the three are boys. Duh!"

"All the boys are soo cute! Did you get a look at them? Edward was in our English class and he gave me goosies - see, I even have them now!" Heidi showed her arms which had goose bumps.

"You have them because he is totally weird." I snapped at her.

"Noooo, it's because he is that hot!" She laughed gleefully. I didn't agree.

"Heidi, you might want to keep your voice down. They are sitting opposite to us." Alec warned her.

I looked up startled and he was right, they had occupied the table opposite to us. Alec's baseball mates usually sat there and I wondered why they hadn't put up a fight for their table. They were jocks, after all.


"Are you concluding that the new student Edward is the same soldier we are learning about in our history class?" Sasha asked, widening her blue eyes.

"Yes," I nodded.

"But that's not humanely possible!" She cried, hitting my elbow. "His full name is Edward Cullen, not Edward Masen."

"That is where I'm getting suspicious. The first time I met him near the Eternal cemetery, he introduced himself as Edward Masen." I reasoned.

The only reason I shared what I thought about Edward with Sasha was because she believed and trusted me completely. She didn't joke around like Heidi and listened to me. She was the only one I could really share my thoughts and opinions and not be judged.

So I explained to her from the beginning as we walked to the history class.

"Okay, if suppose, suppose, what you say is true, then he is a dead man walking. His whole family is!" She shot me a look.

"See, can't you remember writing down the names Rosalie, Emmett and Randall? If we look through the notes again, we'll find it." I said, shivering.

"Stop it! You're getting me scared."

"I'm only telling the truth."

"You're not."

"I am."

"You're not."

Our conversation was cut short when we reached the class and saw Edward, Emmett, Rosalie and Randall standing near the teacher's desk.

"All of them are in our class?" I asked horrified.

"Bella," Sasha laughed. "They are not zombies. I'm sure they are not planning on tearing your flesh and eating it."

"Thanks for the vivid mental picture." I remarked sarcastically.

They all looked back suddenly like they had heard us talking and I pretended to go through my bag. Sasha snorted.

We both walked inside, carefully avoiding them and sat on our usual seats.

"Do you think they heard us?" Sasha's British accent became very thick whenever she got nervous and I had a hard time trying to understand.

I looked up and found Rosalie glaring at us. "I think so. The blonde is making it pretty clear."

Mr Hale cleared his throat and ran his hand through his honey color hair. "Class, I'd like you meet our new students. Randall, Emmett, Rosalie and Edward."

The reaction of the girls was the same so I didn't bother looking up. But my heart dropped when Mr Hale called my name.

"Miss Swan, you'll be sitting in the middle." Mr Hale pointed to the desk where Edward and Randall sat.

"No," I gasped in horror. Sasha gasped too.

"But Mr Hale..." Sasha began.

"No buts, I noticed both of you talking often during my class." He replied sternly.

Trying hard to mask my annoyance, I took my bag and stalked to their bench. I got in the middle and slumped down quietly. As Sasha would put it, I was stuck with two zombies. Two very handsome zombies.

"Sorry," Edward muttered softly next to me. "We didn't mean to separate you from your friend."

I turned to look at him. "All you do is apologize. Don't you know to say something else?"

The tip of his ears turned pink and I regretted it immediately. He didn't say anything after that.

Mr Hale continued the chapter about the World War 1 and he explained about the zealous hard working women nurses who took care of the soldiers who were wounded in the battle. Later he asked us to go through it in silence and approach him if we had any doubts.

Beside me Edward shook his head and snorted.

"What?"

Edward shared a look with Randall. "The nurses didn't care much; they smoked in the tents where they kept the wounded soldiers. They just bandaged them and moved on to the next one. Their attitude was the opposite of zeal."

"How..." I stared at him. The way he spoke, it was like he had been there and experienced it. "Did you look it up in the internet? Which site?"

"Internet?" He let out a mocking chuckle. "You wouldn't believe us anyway, Bella. You people believe what you want to believe, not the impossible truth."

"I...but the nurses were always described as kind and devoted." I argued in a low voice.

"Few were, not all of them. Trust me; I'm a very reliable source." Edward smiled dazzlingly and I took a sharp breath.

"But how do you say so?"

"We were there, Bella." Randall interrupted with an impatient look.

"What?" I whispered, slowly scooting my chair away from them.

"Randall, be quiet." Edward snapped, shooting me a concerned glance. "You're scaring her."

"She already knows, mate. She just doesn't want to believe it." Randall stared at me, his eyes full of mysteries.

The bell rang, saving me from what else he was going to reveal. I glanced at my hand and saw fresh goose bumps rising.

I didn't know how I was going to get through the year with sitting next to them.


Hey guys,

The story just got interesting :) Slowly, Bella will learn the real truth. Will she cope with it or stay as far as possible from the Cullens?

-BellaEdwardJacobLove