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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]


6. Chapter 6; Shocker

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“I heard he’s hot,” Emmett said, the epitome of casual, referring to the new student that was still a mystery to everyone present besides Rosalie. And, apparently, Alice, seeing as she’d nodded in agreement, sending me a significant glance across the lunch table. I tore the bagel I’d bought for lunch into tiny pieces, mainly to keep myself from strangling my sister.

“Emmett,” Jasper groaned as Rosalie elbowed her sometimes-husband in the side. “What did we say about calling other men hot -”

“I’m just repeating what all the human girls have been going on about,” Emmett said, hands raised in surrender. “It’s not like I personally find him so ridiculously attractive -”

“He’s not much to look at, actually,” Rose interrupted haughtily, flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder, stunning, as usual. “Just another human boy.”

“I beg to differ,” Alice said quietly, and I looked up at her as she spoke against my better judgment. “And you guys can make up your own minds; he’s walking through those doors in approximately five seconds,” she said, and her gaze flicked to me, making sure I was watching, I assumed. “Five…” I actually looked up towards the double doors to the cafeteria. “Four…” My gaze was focused intently, though I wanted to look away… “Three,” I couldn’t help myself for staring, feeling something I didn’t understand; like I…wanted something from the boy I’d never met… “Two…”

I dropped my gaze, annoyed with myself for being so curious. I was no better than the gossiping teenage girls that had been annoying me all day long with their whispered break-downs of the Swan boy’s appearance. I didn’t want to know. I didn’t care.

Emmett let out a low whistle. “Damn,” he said, drawing the word out into two long syllables. Alice giggled, Jasper and Rosalie groaned. I said nothing, focusing on my brother‘s face to keep myself from following his gaze to the boy. Maybe my curiosity would be satiated if I simply watched Emmett‘s reaction; one that consisted mostly of a dropped jaw and wide eyes. “That kid could give me a run for my money,” he frowned, still gazing at the boy, as was every member of the Cullen clan. I felt a sudden burst of annoyance at my family; since when did we act like the shallow teenagers that surrounded us? Had we picked up their annoying habit to flock like sheep to something new?

“Would you stop staring at him?” I hissed. Everyone looked to me in surprise. Damn. I shouldn‘t have said a word. “He’s probably got enough of that today,” I mumbled, trying - and failing - to explain away my outburst of protection for the human boy I hadn’t even laid eyes on.

Jasper was looking at me, his gaze appraising. “It’s like this morning… But different…” He mused, seeming so absorbed in my emotional climate that he didn’t notice the entire family was listening intently to his every word. “You still feeling alright, Bells?” He finally asked after a few silent, appraising moments, his eyebrows furrowed questioningly over concerned golden eyes.

“I feel fine!” I said, raising my voice, exasperated. “Why do you keep asking me that? I’m perfectly normal, one hundred percent -”

Alice’s cold hands were suddenly on either side of my head, forcing me to look up for some reason. “Alice, what the hell are you doing?” I asked her angrily, trying to pry her fingers off my hair. I could break her hold easily, if I wanted - I’d always been the strongest of the two of us - but I didn’t really want to, it would be unnecessary aggression against my favorite sister if I used the extent of my strength on her.

“Look at him, Bella,” Alice instructed, clearly very irritated with me. “Just look already. You’re driving me insane.”

“Look at who?”

“Edward. Edward Swan,” Alice said, jerking her head slightly, gesturing across the crowded cafeteria. I narrowed my eyes, not understanding why she wanted me to see some scrawny human so much.

“I will if you let go of my head,” I reasoned, and Alice reluctantly dropped her hands from my hair. “Now why is this so important -”

“Just look, Bella,” she cut me off.

I rolled my eyes, but complied with her wishes, glancing across the cafeteria, past all the mundane, normal humans, hardly noticing their unremarkable faces… And I felt really…drawn to a certain table at the opposite end of the room from us. Before I could feel strange about whatever was pulling me in that direction, I saw him; all pale skin and shining, gorgeous green eyes, his hair a perfect bronze disarray, managing to catch the light of the cafeteria fluorescents in the most appealing manner… His perfect lips were drawn into what seemed like a forced half smile as he was chatted at by the annoying girls sitting at his table.

I felt a sudden urge to snap every one of their necks, to keep him from having to fake his perfect little smirks… Someone so beautiful shouldn’t have to fake it; he should be laughing real laughs, grinning real smiles…and I wanted to be the one to get that reaction from him. It shouldn’t be those pretty girls vying for his attention, not noticing that his thoughts were quite obviously elsewhere, his sparkling green eyes scanning the cafeteria like he was looking for something. For what, I couldn‘t imagine.

I gazed at him in silence for what felt like centuries, not caring that I was gazing at him like some love-struck, appearance-oriented teenage girl. I was far too absorbed watching the way his eyes moved across the cafeteria, across the crowd that I was hardly aware still existed. For all I knew, the world could be burning down around me, and I wouldn’t care so long as I could still see him… His gaze was getting closer, towards the table I sat at with my family; and I felt a sudden urge to run before he could see me staring at him - I couldn’t tear my gaze away. I felt a hand tight on my shoulder, I must have started to get up.

“Stay,” a musical voice muttered into my ear. Alice. Stay… I didn’t move.

The boy’s gaze was getting closer as he faked yet another flawless smile for the girl beside him. I seriously considered backhanding her into the cafeteria wall. Surely it wouldn’t kill her -

All thought processes came to a sudden, screeching halt as his eyes locked onto mine, not skipping over me like he had all the other girls in the cafeteria… He froze, his entire body locking up, his hands whiter than they already were as he clutched the edge of the table. I could hear his racing heartbeat above all the other significant sounds in the room. Fear? Shock? No, I decided. Neither of those emotions fit with his wide eyes, the color seemed to have darkened by degrees… No, he wasn’t afraid like the other humans were. He was staring, not tearing his gaze from mine, though he should have sensed the danger about me by now, his instincts should have made him shudder and look away from me… But he didn’t.

And suddenly, nothing else mattered.