Edward Cullen is a human. Bella Swan is a vampire. This is their story. It's only my second fan fiction, people. Please feel free to criticize it.
I'm not really sure where I'm going with this... I think it'll be long, though.
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I couldn’t say what compelled me to move to Forks, but I wasn’t hating it quite as much as I thought I would. Charlie proved to be a better “dad” than I could have hoped for – he was, for the most part – polite, helpful, and unobtrusive. Sometimes, one of us slipped out of character and things got awkward, but I suppose that, under the circumstances, that was inevitable.
So were the boys here. I didn’t need to know exactly what they thought of me, because it was painfully clear on their faces. Always the same. For the past forty years, boys hadn’t changed a bit. I barely noticed them anymore – not like how they noticed me. I barely knew that they were there. Save for one of them.
Edward Cullen. He stood out from all the others because I hated him so much. I found him overwhelmingly… something. Perfect, maybe? Attractive?
How dare he challenge me? I’d come here to get away from the things that threatened me, and they were things that were far more troublesome than a human… boy. And yet, it was he who haunted me now.
I did my best to ignore him. My best, it turned out, consisted of sinking myself as low as I could. I allowed a group of humans to assimilate me.
In my defense, not all of them were awful. Angela Webber was a nice girl, if not a quiet one compared to the shallow, moronic Jessica Stanley. Mike Newton, while pushy and overly flirtatious, didn’t sing to me like the Cullen boy. So he had his redeemable traits, too.
I didn’t find any of the others particularly remarkable, which was comforting. All of them were shallow and petty. I used to be like that.
Sometimes, though, I just couldn’t take another minute of Jessica sighing over my hair or of Lauren talking about boys (very obviously in front of Tyler, who she knew fancied her). Like today, when I found myself wandering the courtyard.
And running right into the Cullen boy.
I felt slightly awkward when he fell to the ground and I just stood there, watching him, but I didn’t have it in me to offer my hand or to make myself fall over next to him.
“Hi,” he said breathlessly, as he stood and wiped himself off. “I am… really sorry about that.”
The chilly air whipped delicious color into his ivory cheeks and I had to look away. “Don’t be,” I mumbled. After all, he’d been the one to fall over.
“Okay.” We stood there awkwardly for a moment. Part of me expected him to ask me about the weather again. Instead, he said, “How are you doing today, Bella?”
I stared at his absurdly handsome face, and found confidence in his sparkling green eyes. This wasn’t the awkward Edward I knew. Fuck his adolescent hormones.
“I’ve been worse.” I had to stop myself from saying something awkward like “I’ve done worse,” or, “I’ve smelled worse.”
He opened his mouth, and then closed it, shaking his head. It wasn’t difficult to guess what sort of question he bit back. It would either have something to do with my rudeness or with my looks.
“Do you have something to say, Edward? You look like you’re choking.”
He flushed pink again. “Not at all. I was just… thinking about something else.” His cheeks grew brighter.
At least he didn’t say anything. He preferred to stare in silence. How courteous of him.
“I’m sure you were,” I said, in a low growl. Really, I hadn’t hated a human this much in a very long time.
Though he didn’t appear to be frightened, his heart rate accelerated. “I was thinking about how obnoxious my siblings are, actually.”
I thought about Charlie, and then stopped because it hurt too much. “You have siblings?” I asked flatly.
Edward frowned. “Yes, four foster siblings. Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmett.”
Now that I thought of it, I remembered a charming pixie of a girl in my Spanish class, a sullen blond boy in my History class, a stunning blonde girl in my Art class, and a burly boy in my Gym class. Two of them bore the surname Cullen; all of them sat at lunch with Edward. How had I not connected them to him?
“Fascinating.” As politely as I could, I walked away, knowing how much of his blood I was going to have to bare in Biology.
He didn’t follow after me. I think he might have been the first one to stay behind. I wondered why he didn’t.
And I hated that I cared.
- Love at first sight
- A Loss for Words
- Quien Es Ella?
- Weekend Trip
- Slumber Party Part 1
- Slumber Party Part 2
- Caution and Complaint
- Talking Helps
- The Pain of Great Expectations
- Jealousy - Extra Scene
- Try To Remember
- Some Explaining
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- 21 Jun 08
- 12 Apr 09
- In Progress