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Never the Same

Summary:
Bella is coming into Forks in her senior year of high school, for her mother. Her mother gets sick after a few weeks and Bella must return to her, but little does she know, somebody else is there. somebody she's seen before, but never talked to. somebody who gave her that deja vu feeling on her first day. someone with the strangest colors to their eyes. somebody who truly is a monster.


Notes:
ok, this is gonna start out kinda like Twilight, but notice some differences. the deja vu thing will be explained in the next chapter. I refuse to copy any direct quotes from Twilight. everything I write is written by me and not anyone else. This chapter is the only one that will be this close to the book. all others will be FAR different. it started out as trying to add as many twists and turns as possible into Twilight. but, it turned into so much more. does anybody else know how boring the first few weeks of school are? well, I wrote this absolutely HUGE outline in Core over that time,(aka English and History) and it's developed into an absolutely amazing plot. I can't wait to write it all!=] Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Twilight, but.........it's just too irresistable to stop writing about!=]


3. Those Eyes

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Bella’s POV

I sat down in my new seat in English. I was happy that this was my first class, I loved it, but I knew most of what they would be teaching, so it would be an easy start to my mornings.

My teacher started talking, explaining something about Shakespeare and his works. Of course the information was nothing new to me, but I still listened intently. Apparently we would be required to read many things by him as well as many other classic authors, including the book I had read just last night.

I was trying to see the board about halfway into class when the boy in front of me decided to stop slouching and actually sit up straight, completely blocking my line of sight. Hey! Didn’t I see someone in that sweater earlier? It’s that guy! The one that was staring at me! Maybe I could pass him a note and ask him why.

I tore a piece of paper out of my notebook and wrote the words in my horrible scrawl.

Why were you staring at me this morning? I don’t even know you.

I folded and threw the note at his desk. He just looked at it like he did with me this morning. He looked quickly back at me for just a moment before turning back to read the note.

It was enough. He was beautiful. Those eyes. Oh God, those eyes. The way they shone into mine, how they seemed to have so many emotions all mixed into one. Fear, pain, hunger, curiosity, and adoration. I made him out to be a tortured soul just from the look in those gorgeous golden eyes.

Golden, that should be proof of his beauty. Almost everything valuable was golden, and those eyes were definitely valuable. They only accentuated the beauty radiating off him.

He discreetly grabbed the note and put it under his desk before unfolding it. After only a second he flipped it over, grabbed a pen and began to write.

He reached back and tossed it back to me. It was in midair when the teacher caught it. My face fell. I knew his answer would probably be nothing special. To anyone else. To me, it would be a key. To unlocking those hidden emotions, his mind, his heart.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” the teacher shamed me as she shoved the note into the front pocket of her jeans. “Miss Swan, Mr. Cullen, please leave my class, and I do not want any more disturbances tomorrow.”

We both got up and walked out. I hung my head in embarrassment while he acted like this was a normal thing for him. What was his life like anyway?

I figured I could talk to him while I walked down the hall, but the mean teacher had her head peeked out of the door, making sure that we were silent the entire way.

When we turned the corner, he opened his mouth to speak, only to instantly close it. I was about to ask him why when I saw a short, excited girl skipping up to me. She was sporting a huge grin and immediately took my hand and shook it, introducing herself as Alice. She must have been out here for a while because her hand was freezing cold.

I put on a smile, but my eyes shifted around trying to find the source of all her excitement.

She looked at the boy beside me and spoke once again. “This is my brother Edward.” I swear I heard her say “How the hell did you get caught for note-passing,” but I couldn’t be sure. I barely even saw her lips move. I wonder how she did that.

“Well, bye you two!” she said before walking merrily toward her class.

I heard a laugh from beside me and I realized it was the expression on my face. I was so utterly confused about what happened that I was still staring out where she had gone, though she had left a few minutes ago.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the office, which I not noticed we had been standing in front of the whole time, and let go once we were in side the warm and cozy little room.

The lady behind the desk looked up at me and lifted an eyebrow. “In trouble already? You just got here! What a pity….”

She scribbled onto two detention slips and handed them to us. I’d never gotten detention before, and I had to admit that I was a little nervous with the knowledge that I would be sitting next to this gorgeous guy the whole time.

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Edward’s POV

I sat across from my dream girl in the Forks High main office, waiting for the bell signaling the end of first period to ring so that we may go back to class, since the English teacher did not want us back in her class for the day.

I tried not to stare, I really did, but it was nearly impossible. Her long brown hair fell down her back and over one shoulder and all I wanted to do was run my hands through it. Her skin was just as beautiful, with not a blemish on it. The lashes framing her eyes were as dark as night, long and thick without using makeup. Her pale cheeks were tinted with pink as I examined her beauty. And when I looked into her eyes, there was no telling what would happen next.

The deep chocolate brown pulled me in and was never going to let me go, not that I minded. Her eyes held something the rest of the world did not. Hope. I had nothing in the world I lived in. Sure, I had a loving family, but it could never equate to anything more than that. I would always be the odd one out there, the one without companionship, without one to truly love. It could never be like that, until her. She gave me that little sliver of hope, and just that could keep my going as long as I could see her, be with her, love her. I would never be alone ever again.

She lifted her right hand from her lap and brushed back some of her long brown hair back from in front of her face and tucked it behind her ear. I breathed in at that second. Her scent was overwhelming. Floral and absolutely wonderful. She pulled me towards her just like that. Before I knew it, I was across the room, leaning over her, my nose brushing the pulse point in her neck.

I inhaled and sighed, but staggered back when I realized why she smelled so good to me. It was instinct; and it was only sending me one signal about her: food. I pushed myself back against the wall, trying to resist. I saw the horrified look on her face as she watched me. It was perfectly acceptable. I couldn’t say that I wouldn’t have the same reaction were I a human who had just had a vampire smell their neck and then back away.

I did the only thing I could think of. I started coughing, as loud as possible, trying to look sick. I needed to go home, get away from the blood. There was no other way.

Ms. Cope came up to me and patted my back, trying to get me to stop, but I kept on going, not ready to give in. Without a question she told me to either go home or go see my father down at the hospital. I agreed without giving a direct answer. I flew out the door hearing Ms. Cope’s for once caring thoughts drift to me. Poor kid. I hope he doesn’t get too sick. I’m sure Dr. Cullen could help him. How lucky he is to have a doctor for a father.

I slammed the door behind me and breathed in huge gulp of the cool, wet, Forks air. It definitely did not help. We had lingered here to long; I could smell the strong scent out here too. I ran in a flash to my car, parked near the back of the lot. I opened it and got in, closing the door as fast as I could. At this point I wasn’t breathing at all. I sped toward the house, rushing up to my room and closing the door before Esme could get to me, since I knew she was home at the moment.

I put my head in my hands and tried to let the clean air surround me.

How could I? She was the object of my adoration, and I had almost killed her! In the school office too! What kind of a creature was I to want to harm a girl like her? She was beautiful, perfect, deserving, and I was not.

I knew there was no way I could go back. Not without killing her this time. I had to go, get away from the girl whom I didn’t even know her name.

Alaska! No, maybe not, then I would have to deal with more of Tanya. That I could not handle any more of.

Maybe somewhere different. Somewhere warm. I wanted to kill that girl, why shouldn’t I live like a real vampire? Only out at night, giving into temptation. Any temptation except her.

Let’s see, the farthest place away from Forks without leaving the country is…Florida! She’d never go there. What reason could she possibly have to go across the country?