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Sunset of Hearts

As the sun sets, it is the ending of a life. Sure, lives end every day, and new ones begin. But on this twilight, the sun was setting on the most important life in my world. But, it was also dawning on a new life as well. The only catch was, those two lives were both the same. What if Bella had come to Forks, and Edward and his family were human? What if they were like every other family? But, what if they were unfortunately pulled into a dark situation, that was to transform them into the thing of their nightmares, and inconsequentially, something darker than they had ever dreamed of? And what if Bella was the one to keep Edward going through all of this? Basically, what if Edward and his family were human in Forks? (Were being the key word.)

Okay, I know that, if you read my previously completed story, Daylight, I promised an entirely different story. But, I felt a different inspiration to write this one. So, here it is.

2. Chapter 2: How Strange It Was

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He extended his hand for me to shake, and, breathlessly, I took it. I was reluctant to let go, but I did, not wanting to make a bad first impression. His hand was so warm, so inviting. I felt like I wanted them around me…

What was I thinking? I’d only just met this boy! And already I was thinking like that. Mentally, I shook my head. I was only a hopeless crush, already making goo-goo eyes at the most gorgeous boy in school. And it was only my first day.

“So, where are you from?” He asked casually as he pulled his binder out of his backpack.

“Well, I was born in Forks – here, I mean – and,” I babbled like an idiot, blushing, “my mom moved with me to Phoenix. But now, I live in Forks – I mean here.” He laughed at my nervousness, and, surprisingly, that seemed to lighten the mood.

“Do you like it here?”

“Well,” I debated – this had always been a hard question. Of course I loved my dad, and living with him certainly was…new, but I already was missing the warmth and sunlight of Phoenix. “Sort of,” I stuttered, “Well, um…yeah uh…no, I um…”

He laughed again, genuinely amused by my lack of words. “I understand,” he paused. “My family and I just moved down from Alaska two years ago.”

“Oh, wow,” I breathed. I’d seen pictures of Alaska, it was beautiful. “I bet this is different.”

“Yes, much like you and Phoenix. Its so much warmer here – well, you may not think so, but, comparably, it is to me – and it almost never snows. In Denali, it snowed all the time! We never even got excused from school when it did. But here, whenever the snow does decide not to get wiped away by the rain, everyone makes such a big deal about it, like they’ve never seen it before!” He finished with enthusiasm.

“I haven’t.”

“Haven’t what?”

“Seen snow before.”

“You’ve never seen snow before?” He exclaimed in mock horror. “It’s wonderful.”

“I guess I’ll have to stick around for that one,” I joked. It was strange how easily I could relate to him, even only having known him for five minutes. I was starting to scare myself.

“You won’t be staying long?” He asked, suddenly serious, as if it actually mattered to him whether I stayed or not.

“Oh, no I will. I was joking,” I laughed.

“Oh, duh,” he slapped his forehead. “I guess I look pretty stupid right now, huh?”

“No, actually. You look very intelligent, to tell you the truth.”

He blushed slightly. “Thank you. You seem pretty smart yourself, Bella.” For some odd reason, I liked hearing him say my name. It shocked me that I could be so drawn to a perfect stranger so quickly, but I wasn’t positive it was actually a bad thing.

“Okay, settle down now, settle down. Today we’re starting our new unit on cell research, including cell diseases, cell anatomy, etcetera,” the teacher announced, calling the class to order. Unwillingly, I turned my eyes away from Edward and looked forward as he wrote on the board.

Beside me, someone clear their throat. I turned my head slightly in an involuntary reaction, and Edward smiled warmly at me and glanced down at the table. I followed his gaze, leading to a folded up piece of paper beside my elbow. I glanced up to meet his meaningful gaze, and inconspicuously slid the paper over to my notes.

I unfolded it, and read the elegant script scrawled across the top line.

What class do you have next?

I quickly scrawled my reply, my handwriting looking like chicken scratch beside his.

Gym. Why?

I refolded the note and slid it over to him, and nudged his leg underneath the table. He opened it and read it quickly before writing his response.

I have Government class near there. I could walk you if you like.

In my chest, my heart thumped excitedly.

Sounds good. I’d rather not have my map up my nose. :D

Great! I have Gym third hour.

Lucky. -_-

Haha. Last period Gym seriously sucks.

Easy for you to say! But last period Government must not be a walk in the park either…

Well, possibly better than Gym :) Government is a bit tedious though.

A bit? I HATE Government class. Almost as much as I hate Gym.

What’s so bad about Gym? Just that it’s last period, or something else?

Well…I’m not exactly the most…coordinated individual…

Oh. That sounds like a pretty good reason to me. Hey, you think the teacher knows his fly’s down?

Probably no-

Just as I was writing my response, the paper disappeared from beneath my hands. I looked up and the teacher was looming above me, scowling down.

“So, already starting to pass notes, eh Isabella? Well, if you and Mr. Cullen found it so important, then maybe we should share it with the class,” he suggested angrily.

“Um, well…” I stammered, unsure what to say. Around me, various students snickered.

“Lets see…Hey, you think the teacher knows his fly’s down?” He recited. At the last four words, he slowed uncertainly. Then he flushed crimson and looked down. Everyone around us was roaring with laughter.

He hurried back to the front of the classroom, holding a book in front of his undone zipper. Gruffly, he continued with the lecture as if nothing had happened. Beside me, Edward had his hand over his mouth, laughing so hard he was turning red. I laughed along with him silently.

Class ended on a light note, sending all the students discussing the events and giggling amongst themselves. Edward and I gathered our books into our bags before walking out of the classroom together.

He led me across campus, chatting about previously hilarious situations including the Biology teacher, whose name was already forgotten by me. Besides, there were other things to remember that were much more important.

He walked me straight to the doors, although it was clearly marked. “Well, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then,” he announced, almost as reluctant to leave as I was to let him go.

“Yes, tomorrow,” I sighed wistfully.

“Um…bye,” he said.

“Bye,” I said, waving as he left. I sighed and leant against the doorway, watching him walk away, although I didn’t want him to leave.

It’s strange how sometimes you want something that you’ve never experienced having. Strange how you could think so much about someone after they have gone, when you’ve only known them for an hour. And how strange it was that you could already have a place in your beating heart just for that person, when you’d just met them. And how strange it was that I was doing just that, right this moment as I sat on the bleachers in the Gymnasium.