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Guardian Angel

Edward Swan willingly removes himself from the Vally of the Sun in favor of Forks, to live with his father, Charlie in a sunless town completley opposite to his taste. He intends to remain anonymous; to suffer in silence and make his mother, Renee, happy. Bella Cullen is a hundred year old vampire with a rather mundane existence. She loves her family; her sisters Alice and Rose, her brothers, her 'parents'... But she can't shake the feeling that something's missing... When Bella meets Edward, both of thier lives are irrevocably altered. The trouble's in admitting it...and wether Edward, fragile and frustratingly human, will survive the journey before Bella gives into temptation. ** I know this idea has been done a thousand times over, but I just couldn't help myself! This actually follows the Twilight plotline really losely; I figured a LOT would be different if Edward was the human one. [banner removed per site regulations]


11. Chapter 11; Pay Close Attention

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The boy was driving me absolutely crazy, and I’d only been in his presence for about ten minutes. He was quiet as we made our way to Mr. Banner’s classroom, though his heart and other vitals were anything but quiet.

Again, I wondered if I’d scared him, if it was fear that made his heart race when he looked at me, or if it was something else…

No. I cut my thought off. He couldn’t possibly be attracted to me. He shouldn’t be, for his own safety. I wanted to kill him…wanted it more badly than I’d ever wanted anything in my existence.

My mouth flooded with venom just thinking about it, and I immediately cut off my breathing again. I could breathe around him, but just barely. I didn’t want to push myself though, just in case the desire to ravish his throat won out over the…other desires.

I was incredibly confused about those other desires, but I couldn’t deny the fact that they existed, couldn’t deny that it wasn’t only his blood that I wanted. There was some other sort of foreign emotion at work here.

It wasn’t just bloodlust that had made Jasper leave at lunch.

No. It probably had more to do with the fact that in addition to wanting to go straight for the jugular, there was a forgotten part of me that wanted to have my mouth against his neck for entirely different reasons…

It was Mr. Banner who interrupted me from my reverie as I led the boy - Edward - into the Biology classroom.

“Hello, you must be Edward Swan,” Mr. Banner was saying as Edward approached him at the front of the room. I should have left, should have sat down at my seat in the back of the room, should have let Edward stand on his own…

But the other students in the classroom were staring at him. I couldn’t just leave him by himself… So I hovered protectively at Edward’s elbow as Mr. Banner gave him the syllabus and signed the little slip of paper Edward produced from his pocket in a bright red pen that made his signature look like it had been written in blood…

Blood. Edward’s blood. The most appealing substance I’d ever -

Stop. I instructed myself. The entire class was staring at me and Edward, after all. It would not do to pin him against the wall and -

No. “I see you’ve met Miss. Cullen,” Mr. Banner commented, and Edward immediately spun to face me. I realized he’d thought I’d left him and gone to my seat. Silly boy. There were so many reasons that I wanted to stay close to him.

“Yes, I have,” Edward smiled at me, but the gesture seemed…serious. It made my dead heart drop all the way to my stomach.

“Excellent,” Mr. Banner said, glancing at me with a smug-seeming smirk. What the hell was that about?! Why did everyone have to be so smug around me all the sudden? I was starting to feel like everyone knew something that I didn’t. “You two will be lab partners,” Mr. Banner continued. “I would like you to get Edward up to speed on our current assignment, Bella. That is, if you have no complaint.”

There was that smug expression again! I faked a smile, feeling rather antagonistic against Mr. Banner at the moment. “Yes, Mr. Banner,” I said, like the good, obedient student I was.

Mr. Banner nodded. “Thank you, Bella. You two may take your seats.”

“Yes Mr. Banner,” I repeated on autopilot. I turned, and Edward followed me down the row of two-person desks to the back of the room, where I sat. I busied myself with setting my backpack on the tabletop and pulling out my science binder, mainly so I wouldn’t have to look at him.

I took my seat, Edward sitting next to me, only inches away… I could feel the heat radiating off his skin like a high intensity electric blanket. I stared forward, intent on Mr. Banner as he started the lecture, taking extremely detailed notes, though I could teach this subject better than he could.

Edward’s heart rate was steadily climbing beside me, taunting me with every pulse as his most vital organ pumped the blood I could never taste through his divine veins… Honestly, the boy had a death wish or something! It was like he was encouraging me with his body’s unavoidable reactions -

Wait. Why was his heartbeat accelerated, anyways? I snuck a glance at him through the curtain of my hair that separated us. He was staring at Mr. Banner, his posture tense, hands clenched into fists under the table. Just like me.

What was wrong with him?! Was he even human?

I rolled my eyes internally. What an idiotic thing to question. The fact that he was human was the only reason I wanted to take him, right here, in front of this group of children, to drain his body of every last drop of that delicious blood…

But that wasn’t all I wanted. There was a part of me - albeit small - that wanted the monster to hold off, wanted me to run my fingers through his untidy bronze hair, trace those perfectly formed lips and -

Mr. Banner was asking me a question.

- pull him closer, feel his warm body against mine -

“Bella?” Mr. Banner asked in a tone that was close to shock. I always paid attention. I always knew the answer. I was always the perfect student. Edward Swan was proving more of a distraction than I’d given him credit for.

“Um…can you repeat the question?” I asked, shamefaced. If I’d had the blood to blush, I would have resembled a tomato at this point.

He gestured to the diagram he had up on the overhead projector. “What phase of mitosis is this demonstrating?”

How. Damn. Embarrassing.

“Anaphase,” I said quietly. Mr. Banner gave me an odd look, and all my classmates stared. I could hear them whispering among themselves.

Wonder what’s wrong with her -

Little Miss Perfect isn’t so flawless today -

I tried not to listen. If I was human, I wouldn’t have been able to hear, anyways.

I returned my attention to Mr. Banner as he resumed his lesson. Edward sighed quietly beside me, and my gaze flicked to him immediately. He was staring forward, a strange expression on his face. It took me a moment to go through human facial expressions and the emotions that they meant, and finally decided on his expression of being one of disinterest.

Huh. He was bored. I could remedy that, couldn’t I? I stared at him a moment longer, wanting nothing more than to know why his hands were still clenched on the knees of his dark jeans, to understand what made his shoulders as tense as they were…

I shouldn’t. But I couldn’t help myself.

As quietly as possible, I tore a sheet of notebook paper out of my binder, wrote a quick sentence across the top of the page, careful to keep my eyes focused on Mr. Banner.

I took a deep breath. This was unnecessary. This was a gamble. This would drag a poor innocent boy into my overly complicated existence. I shouldn’t. But Edward Swan drew me in like a planet to a black hole. Gravity - impossible to resist.

Nudging his knee very carefully with mine, I slid the paper to his side of the table.

No turning back now.