(Lynna's P.O.V)

The damp mist coated the cemetery like a blanket and caressed my flushed cheeks. I slowly inhaled a deep breath in a failed attempt to calm my nerves. The full moon acted like a spotlight as it shone down on the tombstones, managing to highlight every little detail of the haunting night.

As I stumbled onto a rocky trail leading to the never-ending land of nowhere, I felt something ice cold gently brush against my arm. As I spun around on my heels, I could feel my flushed face drain of all color.

Grayson stood before me with glowing red eyes that were filled with undeniable sadness. His skin was as white as snow, making him appear to glow under the moonlight. His haunting eyes seemed to be staring into the deepest, darkest pits of my soul. My heart thumped against my ribcage like a beating drum.

"It isn't safe," he whispered; his voice carried to my ears like a broken melody.

I stood like a deer in headlights as the red in his eyes faded, slowly revealing his deep blue eyes that I fell in love with. His pained expression gave way to a gentle smile as his cheeks flooded with color, the ghostly appearance of his skin dissipating to reveal his golden tan. He raised his hand and hesitantly reached for me. I held my breath as he gingerly caressed my cheek. This time, his touch was warm and reassuring.

He stared into my eyes with the force of a thousand suns. His smile faltered as he repeated his previous words, "It isn't safe."

I awoke in a cold sweat, jolting straight up in bed. My heart was still beating loudly against my ribcage. I was practically panting; my breaths were raggedy and hastened. I ran a hand through my hair and was met with tangles. A sob broke through my chest at the memory of the dream. It felt so real. He felt so real.

I glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand and saw that it was exactly 3:03 in the morning. I still had four hours before I needed to wake up for school, but given my frantic state, I knew I wouldn't be falling asleep anytime soon.

"You good, sis? Your bags have bags," Dustin teased as we pulled into the parking lot of the school.

I nodded, gripping the steering wheel firmly as I replayed the dream in my mind.

"Yeah. I didn't get much sleep last night, but I'll survive," I assured him with a forced smile.

The second I stepped into the school, Noah flitted to my side.

You don't look so good, he said with a frown.

"Thanks. Exactly what a girl wants to hear," I replied sarcastically with a grim smile.

He rolled his eyes in a playful manner. You know what I mean.

When we walked into history, I gave my best friend a frown when I saw that Cullen was already seated. Dread settled in the pit of stomach as I sat down beside the stone-faced boy. He didn't so much as glance my way, very much unlike before. He went from glaring at me continuously to inconspicuously looking at everything except me. I breathed out a laugh at his odd behavior.

"Good morning, Cullen," I greeted him bitterly. "Wonderful weather we're having, isn't it?" The sarcasm was heavy in my voice.

Rain pelted against the roof and slid down the windowpane. He didn't even acknowledge that I spoke. I narrowed my eyes at the side of his face.

"Giving me the silent treatment, huh? What— no snide remark? Perhaps, you'd like to comment on my outfit?" I spoke through gritted teeth.

I noticed that he clenched his jaw and couldn't stop the smug smile that spread across my lips. So, I was getting under his skin after all.

"It's rude not to speak when you're spoken to. And here I thought we were getting along so well," I sighed dramatically. "Oh, what ever will I do if he never speaks to me again? My heart simply can not take it." I took my pencil and pretended to stab myself in the heart with it, letting out a gasp as I fell to the table with my eyes closed as I faked my death.

I felt his eyes hesitantly sweep over me. "You're an idiot," he muttered.

My eyes flew open as I straightened back up. "Alas, he speaks. His words bring me back from the brink of death. To what do I owe this pleasure?"

His lips twitched as if fighting back a smile, which he did so successfully. "Please stop talking," he spoke curtly.

I quirked a brow. "Yesterday, you wouldn't shut up. Now, you want to go back to brooding?"

I studied his solemn face and was in awe at how perfect it was. He literally had zero flaws, as if he truly was porcelain. He was a beautiful boy, I hated to admit. His beauty seemed surreal and otherworldly to me. It made me feel slightly at ease. I mentally slapped myself and recovered from the spell that I had fallen under. Sure, he was attractive, but he was hardly my type. Even if he was, my heart still belonged to Grayson. Even if Edward Cullen wasn't a hateful, rude, arrogant, Jekyll and Hyde, aggravating jerk— I still wouldn't be interested. I wasn't a fan of the guy, and I knew for a fact that he wasn't a fan of me either.

"I'm not brooding, Holloway. I just don't want to talk to you." The frustration in his voice was plain as day; I was getting on his nerves.

"Well, I don't see you trying to talk to anyone else either," I commented as I folded my arms on top of the desk.

"Maybe I don't want to talk to anyone," he responded harshly.

"So, you're brooding. Like I said," I quipped with a slight smirk.

His dark eyes flashed with anger. Alice and Emmett sauntered in at the moment and took their seats behind us. I spun around to face them.

"Good morning, guys," I greeted them with a grin.

"Good morning," they said in sync with matching smiles.

Alice's eyes lit up with excitement. "Lynna, did you hear about the theme for the back-to-school dance?!"

Actually, I hadn't. Back-to-school dance? Since when do we have one of those?

"What dance?" I questioned, quite puzzled.

She looked at me with a look of faux horror. "You haven't heard? Well, of course you haven't because you aren't part of the planning committee! You should really join. It would be fun. Anywaysssss… The theme is… Masquerade! Anddd it's girl's choice!"

My eyes widened. "Oh," I squeaked out, unable to feign excitement.

Edward turned slightly in his chair, appearing a tad bit interested in the conversation.

"It's in less than two weeks. You should really join the committee and help get everything organized. We could use the extra help. There's not many of us. Maybe Noah and Paige could join as well? And Dustin? We would have so much fun. Emmett agreed to help out and Jasper, obviously. You need to be thinking about who you're going to ask. OH! We will have to plan a day to go dress shopping! I can't do it this weekend because we are going on a hiking trip but we could go after school one day. Paige could come along as well. We can make it a girls' day. I may ask Rosalie if she'd like to join, but I'm not sure if she'd be up for it. Regardless, we will have fun! You need to—" Edward interrupted her monolog with scowl.

"Alice, that's enough," he remarked in a harsh tone.

Hurt filled her eyes. I narrowed my eyes at him. "Why are you so rude?"

"He can't help himself," Emmett commented with a frown.

Edward rolled his eyes. I turned my attention back to Alice. "I'll join the committee. I'm not sure how involved I'll be able to be where I'm starting work and stuff, but I'll give it a shot."

Her eyes danced with excitement. "Really?! Yay!" She clasped her hands together gleefully.

"However, I won't be going to the dance. But I'd be more than happy to go dress shopping with you guys." Her eyes fell when she processed my words.

"Lynna! You have to go to the dance. We will be planning it, for crying out loud. Please!" She pleaded.

Emmett chuckled in amusement. His golden eyes danced. "She's right. You should go."

"I'll.. probably be working that day anyway," I said with a tight-lipped smile.

Alice and Emmett both gave me a disbelieving look.

"Yeah, right. As if Tyler would allow that," Alice quipped. "You just don't want to go. Why?"

Because the last dance I went to was with Grayson. Because I wouldn't have him by my side. Because I would be reminiscing the entire time. I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out.

"Is it because you don't have a date? I could give you a list of all the guys that would definitely say yes to you. Noah—" I cut her off mid-sentence.

"Is going to go with Paige," I blurted out.

"How do you know?" Edward questioned in a low voice.

I turned to look at his stoic face. "Oh, so you're talking to me again?"

This earned another eye-roll from the brooder. I rolled my eyes as well and turned back to Alice and Emmett.

"Okay, well how about Tyler?" Alice questioned with a smirk. "He is so into you. I know he was Grayson's best friend and all, but that can be a good thing if you think about it."

I scoffed lightly. "Tyler is hardly my type."

I felt Edward's burning eyes on me and felt goosebumps erupt all over my body causing me to shiver involuntarily.

"You mean stereotypical jocks aren't your type? Grayson was your type, was he not?" Edward quipped.

Emmett and Alice exchanged a curious look between each other. I narrowed my eyes at Edward.

"Grayson was much more than a jock, Cullen. He was kind and funny. He told the best dad jokes. He was a musician. He played guitar and wrote songs. He was highly intelligent. He was at the top of all of his classes and had a full ride to Harvard. He wanted to go to med school. He volunteered at the local animal shelter when he could. And he just so happened to be a star quarterback." I inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly after my monolog.

Edward pursed his lips and hummed in response but said nothing. Alice offered me a kind smile.

"He sounds amazing," she spoke softly.

Emmett nodded in agreement. "Yeah. It'd be hard to compete with that," he chuckled dryly.

Edward's head snapped in his direction so he could glower at his brother who looked at him quizzically.

"What?" Emmett asked him, clearly at a loss.

Edward simply rolled his eyes once more before appearing to exit from the conversation. He was so weird.

"Will you please just come? You don't have to have a date," Alice urged with a sparkle in her eyes.

I sighed in defeat. She squealed in excitement. Emmett grinned from ear to ear. Edward remained as still as a statue with his typical solemn expression.

"Don't get too excited." I laughed softly before continuing. "I'll think about it."

Alice's excitement never faltered. "I know you'll go anyway."

I quirked a brow at her. "Oh, yeah? Did you have a vision or something?" I was curious.

To my surprise, her smile fell as she shook her head. "No. Actually, I can't see your future. It's.. strange."

My eyes widened before I shrugged nonchalantly. "Eh, not really. I stopped having visions about myself a few years ago."

Her dainty eyebrows knitted together. I felt Edward's eyes on me once more and struggled to ignore the odd sensation that settled in the pit of my stomach.

"That doesn't worry you?" She questioned, tilting her head to the side.

I pursed my lips in thought. "I hadn't really thought about it actually." I hummed before continuing, "But no."

Edward spun around so fast in his seat that I nearly jumped. "So, used to you could see your own future and now you can't?" He inquired with a strange edge to his voice.

My heart stuttered and I had no idea why. "Um, yeah. Apparently."

Emmett looked at me dubiously. "Wait. What if that means you don't have a future?"

Alice and Edward both looked at me with curious eyes. I simply shrugged. "Maybe my future just isn't that interesting? Who knows? No sense in dwelling on it."

They were silent for a moment. The tension hung thick in the air. Finally, Emmett spoke, "You're right."

"Any idea who you're going to ask to the dance?" Dustin asked as we started our stretches in gym.

Noah was watching our conversation with intrigued eyes. Paige looked up from her stretching as well. Alice and Rosalie were off to the side, talking amongst themselves.

"I'm not going to ask anyone," I told my brother. "If I decide to go, I'll be flying solo."

His brown hair fell in his eyes before he brushed it to the side. "Say, do you have any idea who might ask me?"

I couldn't help but chuckle at the gleeful look on his face. "You mean, have I used my freaky weirdness?"

He laughed whole-heartedly. "Yeah."

I shook my head. "Nah. You know I try not to. It's better not knowing, in my opinion."

He sighed dramatically. "Better for you, maybe." He met my eyes and groaned in exasperation. "Oh, come on. Just one little peek."

I couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, I don't have to be psychic to see that Jade Gillis has her eye on you."

My eyes traveled to the bleachers where Jade sat with her two friends, Hannah and Brittany. Dustin followed my gaze, his face lighting up like a Christmas tree when his eyes connected with Jade's light blue ones. He ripped his eyes from hers and looked at me with enflamed cheeks.

"What makes you think that?" He asked, his voice wavering nervously.

A smirk sprung to my lips. "She can't take her eyes off of you."

(Edward's P.O.V)

I tried in vain to ignore the strange sensation that coursed through my body when she walked into the room. I gritted my teeth when she sat down beside me. Her sweet scent engulfed me, putting every nerve in my body on edge. Fresh venom filled my mouth due to the decadent aroma.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her pull a notebook and pencil from her bag. She paid me no mind as she started doodling. It shouldn't be this difficult to ignore her presence. Why was I so acutely aware of every subtle move she made? She tucked a golden lock of hair behind her ear and my fingertips burned at the thought of touching her hair. I imagined it would feel like silk against my touch. How absolutely absurd. I breathed out a scoff, earning a sharp look from the current bane of my existence.

"Is there a problem?" She questioned with a lilt in her voice.

I begrudgingly faced her, locking eyes with the golden-haired girl. A strange feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. The sensation was entirely unwelcome.

"The only problem I have, Holloway," I spoke curtly, pausing for dramatic effect, "Is you."

Her piercing blue eyes widened and her rosy lips parted slightly. I took note when her heartrate picked up and blood pooled deliciously beneath her cheeks. I knew what that meant— she was angry.

"Likewise, Cullen," she sneered. "You know. When we first met, I actually felt sorry for you."

Now, my eyes widened. An array of emotions pierced through me, nearly taking my breath away. The main emotion I felt was pure outrage. How dare this pathetic human girl pity me. My face twisted into a scowl.

"I could tell you were going through.. something," she continued, pursing her lips as she studied my face.

I was fighting back a snarl as I spoke, "I don't want your pity!"

At this, she smiled ruefully. "Oh, don't worry, Cullen. Any pity I felt for you is long gone. I'm sure whatever you're going through is entirely self-inflicted."

I was blinded by rage when her words set in. For a split second, I envisioned reaching over and snapping her neck. As quickly as I had the thought, I dismissed it. Whatever peculiar force that was at play, forcing me to keep her alive was immensely powerful. Despite despising the girl, I still felt the urge to keep her safe.

"It's no wonder Grayson was secretly going around with Ashley," I sneered through clenched teeth. "I don't know how he was able to put up with you for as long as he did."

The second the words were out, I regretted them. Hurt flashed across her face. Her bright blue eyes appeared to dull as my words sunk in.

"What are you talking about?" She asked in the faintest of whispers.

She didn't know? I had pulled the information from several different students' minds yesterday, including Tyler's and Noah's. Grayson was seeing Ashley on the down low before he got with Lynna. After they became official, he ended things with Ashley, but she wasn't the type to let go so easily. Tyler even caught Grayson and Ashley kissing behind the bleachers about a week before the fire.

Guilt consumed me as I took in the distraught look on her face. Just like that, the rage within me dissipated. Panic gripped me as she continued to look at me with sorrow-filled eyes.

"Edward, what are you talking about?" She spoke a bit more firmly; the sound of my first name leaving her lips blindsided me for a moment.

"You.. You really don't know?" I asked in the softest voice possible, fearful that my very words could break her.

Her face seemed to harden. "If I did, would I be asking?"

What do I say?! Should I tell her?! I was at a loss. My stomach churned anxiously. Is it possible for a vampire to get sick? I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. Tears welled up in her eyes and I prayed they wouldn't fall.

"Tell me," she demanded, her voice wavering.

I shook my head slowly. If she cries, I couldn't comfort her. I don't know how! I wouldn't want to comfort her, would I? No. I don't want to. But a part of me feared that whatever force was at play, would force me to comfort her regardless.

"It's not my place," I responded sternly. "You should ask Tyler. Or Noah."

She blinked rapidly, her heart stuttering in her chest. "I don't believe you," she whispered, as if trying to convince herself.

I shrugged in faux nonchalance. "Okay."

She slunk back in her seat and ran a hand through her long golden waves, catching my attention briefly. She turned to look at me, a frown decorating her lips.

"You don't like me. So, you have no reason to spare my feelings," she whispered as realization flooded her eyes. "Which is why you're not lying. Grayson and Ashley. They—" She shook her head, still in denial. "No. He wouldn't. He loved me. I know he did."

I raised my brows in questioning. "Perhaps, he wasn't as perfect as you think. Love is fickle. Especially, in the case of high-school boys." Human love is fickle, in general.

Her brows knitted together. She took a slow, deep breath. "No. He was… different."

I pressed my lips into a thin line. "Are you sure about that?" I challenged. Tyler walked into the classroom in that moment and I gestured in his direction. "Perhaps you should go ask him."

She blinked rapidly before she jutted her chin in defiance. "I will."

I watched as she hesitantly approached his table. Tyler looked up with surprised yet eager eyes as she stood in front of him. Her heart was hammering wildly in her chest, like music to my ears. Why did it seem as though her heart beat was louder than the other humans? The sound of it echoed in my ears, drowning out the sound of others.

She wringed her hands nervously. "Ty, I need to ask you something."

His eyes lit up with joy. She's going to ask me to the dance, Holy shit!

I rolled my eyes at his thoughts. What a fool. The boy straightened up in his chair and grinned from ear to ear.

"Ask away," he said to her, his eyes roaming up and down her little body.

Thankfully, the hoodie hid her body from his prying eyes, but that didn't stop him from trying. Thankfully?! What the hell is wrong with me?!

"Grayson.. and Ashley," she breathed out. "Did they…? Were they? Did Grayson… cheat on me?"

The color drained from his face. His thoughts were going a mile a minute as he stared at the girl. He sighed heavily. Of all the things she could have asked… He thought.

"Lynna." The second he said her name, I took note of the heartbreak displayed in her eyes. My chest ached uncomfortably as I watched the scene unfold. "It was… complicated."

Her lower lip quivered. The urge to rush over to her and comfort her in some way was almost unbearable. Why did I want to comfort a human girl that I barely knew? A human girl that I didn't even like.

"Did he cheat on me? Yes or no?" She asked, her voice wavering slightly.

Tyler's face pulled down in a frown. He nodded once, gulping loudly before he spoke, "Yes."

Tears sprung to her eyes and my muscles tensed as I struggled against the urge to spring to her side. Her heart stuttered, no doubt breaking into a million unrecognizable pieces.

"Why didn't you tell me?" She whispered; the betrayal in her voice caused Tyler to wince.

He stood up hesitantly and reached for her. She stepped back, shaking her head.

"Lynn, I'm so sorry," his voice was sincere.

He didn't want her memories of Grayson to be tainted by his infidelity. He thought he was doing both her and Grayson a favor by keeping the secret. But Lynna held Grayson on a pedestal that wasn't rightfully deserved. I watched in horror as the first tear slid down her face. Without saying another word, she bolted out of the classroom.

I was instantly on my feet to go after her. Believe me, I didn't want to chase after the girl, but it felt as though I was being pulled in her direction. I shot Tyler a menacing glare as I stormed into the hallway. I followed her scent to a utility closet. I could hear her sniffling from outside the door.

"Holloway," I called out to her, knocking once. I couldn't bring myself to call her by her first name. It felt too personal.

She didn't respond. Fear wrapped around my heart like a vice. I knocked again. "Open up, please."

The door was unlocked, I'm sure. It was a utility closet, for crying out loud. But I knew it wasn't within my right to open the door.

"Go away, Cullen," she whimpered out between sobs. "You were right. Hope you're happy."

My heart broke for her. I sighed deeply and slid down the door to the floor. As much of a nuisance as the girl was, she didn't deserve this.

"I'm never happy," I grumbled before adding with a forlorn smile. "I'm a brooder, remember? I'm the broodiest brooder." I quoted her, chuckling silently to myself.

Her sobbing ceased for a moment, causing hope to swell within my chest. "Yes, you are," she agreed in a weak voice.

A genuine smile sprung to my lips, to my surprise. "How long do you plan on staying in there? Class is starting," I reminded her in a soft voice.

She sniffled. "I don't care."

I sighed. "The janitor won't take too kindly to you sobbing in his closet, you know," I said with a faint smile.

"Mr. Delph won't mind," she stated firmly. "He has a box of tissues in here for times like these."

I quirked a brow and chuckled lowly. "Are you sure that's what the tissues are for?" I challenged.

She gasped in horror at my insinuation. "Cullen!"

At least she was no longer crying. My smile grew as I imagined the aghast expression on her face. I stood up and placed my hand on the door handle.

"Come on. Get out of there. Seriously," I urged her, preparing to open the door if she didn't listen to reason.

"I'm not going back to class," she spoke in-between sniffles.

"That's fine. You can ditch. Just don't do it in the utility closet," I said with a light laugh.

I heard her exhale loudly before she slowly opened the door. She looked up at me with tears still swimming in her eyes. Her eyes were puffy; her cheeks stained with tears. I towered over her five-foot two stature. The urge to reach down and cradle her small form in my arms surprised me. It infuriated me!

I struggled to keep the anger at bay as I stepped aside to let her by. She walked out before spinning around to face me. She rubbed her eyes in a child-like manner and sniffed. Why did she have to be so frigging adorable?! I clenched my fists.

"Thanks," she mumbled with a shaky sigh.

I tilted my head to the side. "For what?"

She bit her lower lip anxiously, drawing my gaze. Desire sparked within me at the sight, causing me to clench my jaw as I, once again, stifled the anger simmering within me.

"For not lying to me," she whispered faintly. "I was completely clueless."

I placed my hands in my pockets and rocked back and forth on my heels. "I didn't know you didn't know. I had no idea. I wouldn't have.. said what I said if I had known," I admitted.

I shouldn't have said what I said anyway. It was cruel. I was cruel. A part of me wanted to be cruel to her. I wanted to hurt her. To make her suffer. A part of me hated her. I despised her with a passion. Truly, I did. But there was a small part of me, however small, that didn't.

"Well, regardless. Thanks," she muttered before walking away with her head hanging low.

(Lynna's P.O.V)

I was hesitant to walk in to the cafeteria. Perhaps, I should have just ditched the rest of the day. After Cullen had convinced me to come out of the utility closet, I spent the rest of class outside in the wooded area behind the school. I would have just gone home, but I needed to confront Noah. My best friend had been keeping this from me the entire time and I wanted to know why. I was hurt. I was angry. I felt betrayed. How could he? How could Grayson? I shook my head as I felt another surge of tears coming on.

With a heavy sigh and laden shoulders, I walked into the cafeteria. Noah was sitting at a table with Paige. The second I walked in, I could feel the familiar burning eyes of Edward Cullen. I shrugged it off as I trudged over to Noah, who looked up at me with smiling eyes. His smile fell as he took in the expression on my face.

Is everything okay? He asked with a frown.

Did you know? I signed before speaking, "About Grayson and Ashley?"

Realization flooded his eyes, followed by guilt.

Lynna, I'm sorry. He said as tears sprung to his eyes.

I pressed my lips into a stern line. "So, you did know. Why didn't you tell me?"

Paige's eyes widened as she watched the conversation unfold. Noah stood up and took my hand which I was quick to pull away.

Can we talk about this privately? He asked before his eyes shifted behind me to the Cullens.

I turned slightly and locked eyes with Edward. He raised his brows at me before he ripped his gaze from mine. I swallowed against the sudden lump that had formed in my throat. I faced Noah and nodded.

Be right back, he signed to Paige before he grabbed me by my arm and led me out of the cafeteria.

We walked outside, huddling under the awning as the rain poured down around us. I inhaled a shaky breath as he stared down at me with a look of pity.

I'm sorry. He looked into my eyes with pure sincerity.

Tell me everything. What happened? For how long? Why didn't you tell me? Tears stung my eyes as I braced myself for answers.

His brows knitted together as a look of sadness fell across his face. I know that he and Ashley were sort of seeing each other before you two got together. It wasn't anything serious. Grayson was in love with you. He was loyal to you right up until the very end. About a week before the bonfire, I caught them…

My heart felt like it was being squeezed. The feeling nearly took my breath away. Caught them doing what? I urged him to continue.

He shook his head slowly, seeming to be at war with himself.

"Caught them doing what, Noah? Tell me," I demanded, blinking rapidly to keep the tears at bay.

He pressed his lips into a thin line before sighing. In the game room. She was… A blush spread to his cheeks. He avoided my gaze as he continued. On her knees.

I started shaking my head in disbelief. How could he? In the game room. He took her to our place to get a blowjob! A hot flash swept through me. The world started spinning around me. Before I realized what was happening, I collapsed to the ground and started dry heaving. I hadn't eaten anything, so there was nothing to throw up.

Noah was at my side in an instant. He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back. A sob broke forth from my chest. He held me for what felt like hours as I wept into his shoulder. The rain pelted down, seeming to get heavier as the tears spilled down my cheeks. Finally, I pulled away from his embrace to look at him with eyes full of betrayal.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked him, wiping furiously at my wet cheeks.

Remorse painted his face like a canvas. I didn't want that to be last thing you remembered about him. Despite what he did, he loved you. I know he did.

Now, angry tears spilled from my eyes. They were hot and heavy as they rolled down my face. I felt myself scowl as I said, If he loved me, he wouldn't have cheated on me. This whole time, I thought he was perfect. I thought that we would have spent our lives together. Forever. I can see now that I was wrong.

With that being said, I hopped up and stormed back inside the school, making my way to the utility closet where I knew Noah wouldn't find me.

(Edward's P.O.V)

Without realizing, I started bouncing my leg up and down, feeling a wave of anxiety wash over me. It started when Noah dragged Lynna from the cafeteria. Guilt raked through me. If I had just kept my big mouth shut, she never would have known that her precious Grayson was a cheat. The need to belittle her overpowered rationality. Of course, how could I have known that she didn't know about his little affair? For all I knew, she knew about him and Ashley and still believed that the sun rose and set with him. Jasper cast me a sideways glance.

You good? He questioned in his thoughts.

I nodded once, avoiding his gaze. Alice was deep in thought. "I wonder what Lynna was talking about," she mused. "She seemed upset."

Emmett dropped his piece of pizza that he had stripped entirely of cheese. The pile of the discarded dairy lay in a heap on the side of his tray. I frowned in disgust at the sight.

"Something was definitely going on with him and that Ashley chick. Did you see the look on Sleeping Beauty's face? She was pissed," he said with a shake of his head.

Rosalie narrowed her eyes at him. "Why do you call her that? Do you think she's pretty or something?"

I couldn't help but smirk at my brother's panicked expression. "Yeah, Emmett. Do you think she's pretty?" I taunted, clenching my fists involuntarily.

Alice and Jasper both appeared surprised at my comment, not used to me contributing much at all to any conversation. Emmett raised his hands as if to surrender.

"Woah, woah. You know I only have eyes for you," he stated before kissing her full on the lips, causing me to turn my head at the public display of affection. He chuckled lowly as he pulled away and continued, "Edward, on the other hand, can't seem to take his eyes off her."

My eyes threatened to bulge from their sockets. Fury swept through me, lighting me on fire. "Liar!" I growled in an animalistic manner.

I had half a mind to use his face to break the table in half. If the cafeteria hadn't been full of witnesses, I would have done just that. Jasper manipulated the tension in the air, calming me. Still, the scowl remained on my face. Emmett's head fell back as he laughed joyously.

"Dude, you've gotta be kidding me. Your eyes are literally glued to her," he teased, a knowing smirk playing on his stupid face.

My entire body stiffened in my seat. I was gritting my teeth fiercely enough to crush diamonds. "I despise her. When I look at her, all I think about is killing her." Now, I was the liar. But I would never admit that.

Alice rolled her eyes and pursed her lips. Emmett quirked a brow and smiled smugly.

"Please don't kill the human. I actually like it here," Rosalie quipped with a glare.

"He won't," Alice responded with a glare of her own.

Jasper eyed me suspiciously. You definitely won't, he thought with a wry smile.