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Awaiting Twilight

Awaiting Twilight is a version of Stephenie Meyer's Twilight, but seen through the eyes of Alice Cullen. It is the same story..but just from a different point of view.


6. Blood Type

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I should be in my first lesson now, but for the humans' sake, I decided to skip class. My first lesson was biology, and we were doing a lab today. Blood type testing. All the humans in the class with exposed, fresh blood, how would I resist that? All the scents...The flavours... The burning thirst... Not to mention the needle wouldn't so much as scratch my skin, let alone cut it, and even if it was strong enough to pierce my skin, there would be no blood to flow. How would I explain that one then? No. We vampires had to ditch the blood labs. I would have to remind Edward about that actually, it was his turn to ditch biology this afternoon, where they would be doing the same lab. I was sitting in the woods beside school. Could this get any more boring? Well..I'm sure it will be even more boring when we move on to the next town and start High School again. And again, more boring the time after, and the time after that. On and on for eternity. A worthy sacrifice I suppose to live this more civilised lifestyle. More human lifestyle. I wonder what Edward will do to pass the time today... Let me guess, It will involve Bella. How did I guess. He'll spend this morning's lessons watching Bella through people's mind's. Oh! Well that's...different. Edward wouldn't be sitting with us this lunch... He'd be sitting with Bella. Does this mean I could talk to Bella now? Now that he was spending time with her? The bell rang for the end of class. I headed for the cafeteria and met the rest of my family, excluding Edward of course. I warned them of Edward's plans for lunch. Rosalie hissed with irritation.

“Yes! Of course! Get even more involved with the human who already knows too much! That could only make sense to Edward,” Rosalie ranted quietly, and rolled her eyes. We entered the cafeteria and Rose stalked past Edward without so much as a glance. Not even pausing to glare at him. I saw Jasper almost smile at him and Emmett rolled his eyes and shook his head. When I reached him I beamed, unable to help myself. Although I had doubts about his little trip to Seattle he had planned, his new acceptance of his feelings for Bella left me on a bit of a high.

Can I talk to Bella now??

“Keep out of it,” he muttered, so quietly it would be utterly inaudible to human ears. However, my ears had no trouble hearing him, and I knew our family around us could hear as well.

I felt my face drop... I really wanted to talk to her! Why do I have to wait? Well..It's only a matter of time... I knew that for sure. Why not humour him?

Fine. Be stubborn. It's only a matter of time.

He sighed.

Don't forget about today's biology lab, I reminded him. He nodded. I wandered away to join the rest of my family. I knew Bella would look for Edward at our table, and realise he wasn't there, her face a perfect picture of disappointment and sadness. Edward would love that! A sign of how she feels for him. Of her requited love. Not that she knew it was requited...but she would eventually.

Bella's eyes searched the cafeteria until they found Edward's. He gestured for her to join him. She started towards him, tripping over thin air.. Perfect, clear, flat linoleum, and she managed to stumble. Her eyes never left Edward's as she made her way clumsily across the cafeteria. The love blossoming between them was almost visible! Their future's had never been so clear as in that moment. It was obvious in Edward's eyes as he searched her face, trying desperately to understand what she was thinking. Bella continued towards him, stumbling yet again over nothing. What was with this girl?? She and Edward were sitting a fair distance away, so far that eavesdropping would be very difficult for a human, probably impossible. But it was blissfully easy to listen in on their conversation for me. For a while, both sat in silence. Until Bella finally spoke.

“This is different,” she said.

“Well...” Edward hesitated. “I decided as long as I was going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly.” Bella looked at Edward, as though waiting for the rest of his explanation.

“You know I don't have any idea what you mean,” she said, when he didn't continue.

“I know,” Edward replied. “I think your friends are angry at me for stealing you.”

“They'll survive,” she replied, as though she was not concerned at all.

“I may not give you back though,” Edward said. I truly hope he was teasing...I do love Bella and would seriously be annoyed if he killed her. Not to mention the fact we would have to cover up the death again, like the time Rose decided to get her revenge on the men who had almost killed her. “You look worried.”

“No. Surprised actually...What brought this on?” Her voice broke as she spoke.

“I told you. I got tired of trying to stay away from you. So I'm giving up.” Edward said, slowly, as though he was unsure whether or not to say it.

“Giving up?” she repeated, baffled.

“Yes- giving up trying to be good. I'm just going to do what I want now, and let the chips fall where they may.”

“You lost me again.”

“I always say too much when I'm talking to you – that's one of the problems.” Edward admitted, although I knew this was a rather small, insignificant problem in the scheme of things.

“Don't worry. I don't understand any of it.” She reassured him.

“I'm counting on that.”

“So, in plain English, are we friends now?”

Edward was quiet for a moment. “Friends...” He repeated.

“Or not,” She mumbled, sounding embarrassed.

“Well, we can try, I suppose. But I'm warning you, I'm not a good friend for you.”

I heard Bella's heartbeat speed up. “You say that a lot.”

“Yes, because you're not listening to me. I'm still waiting for you to believe it. If you're smart, you'll avoid me.”

“I think you've made your opinion on the subject of my intellect clear, too.” she said, sounding offended by something. “So,” she said slowly. “As long as I'm being...not smart, we'll try and be friends?”

“That sounds about right.”

Bella didn't reply, just stared at her lemonade bottle.

“What are you thinking?” Edward asked.

“I'm trying to figure out what you are.” Bella mumbled, her cheeks flushing a faint pink. I could feel the tension in my family sat around me. Apparently they were listening in too and they heard the danger in that statement. How long until she did find out? Would she keep the secret? Would she run? How would Edward react if she turned her back to him? I don't think I could cope with an eternity looking into Edward's eyes if that happened...

“Are you having any luck with that?” He asked lightly, but the stress was easy to hear.

“Not too much,” She admitted. Edward chuckled. The relief was clear in the sound. The relief wasn't so pronounced in our family though, the tension around our table was electric.

“What are your theories?” Edward asked. Bella didn't reply but I saw her blush. “Won't you tell me?”

She shook her head. “Too embarrassing.”

“That's really frustrating, you know.” Edward complained.

“No, I can't imagine why that would be frustrating at all-just because someone refuses to tell you what they're thinking, even if all the while they're making cryptic little remarks specifically designed to keep you up at night wondering what they could possibly mean...now why would that be frustrating? Or better, say that person also did a wide range of bizarre things- from saving your life under impossible circumstances one day to treating you like a pariah the next, and he never explained any of that either, even after he promised. That, also, would be very non-frustrating.” She ranted.

“You've got a bit of a temper, don't you?” Edward replied.

“I don't like double standards.”

Edward chuckled at something, although I couldn't see what there was to chuckle at.

“What?” Bella demanded.

“Your boyfriend seems to think I'm being unpleasant to you-he's debating whether or not to come break up our fight.” Edward laughed again.

“I don't know who you're talking about, but I'm sure you're wrong anyway.” She said icily.

“I'm not. I told you, most people are easy to read.”

“Except for me, of course” she said, almost sceptically.

“Yes. Except for you.” Edward agreed, sounding almost amused in a strange way. “I wonder why that is?” He stared into her face again, but Bella looked away quickly, and took a drink of her lemonade.

“Aren't you hungry?” Edward asked.

“No. You?” She replied, after eying the empty table between them.

“No. I'm not hungry.” Edward replied definitely.

“Could you do me a favour?” Bella asked, meeting Edward's gaze again.

“That depends on what you want.” Edward said, cautiously.

“It's not much,” She promised. Edward waited in silence. “I just wondered...” She said slowly, staring at her lemonade bottle. “If you could warn me beforehand next time you decide to ignore me for my own good? Just so I'm prepared.”

“That sounds fair.” Edward agreed.

“Thanks.” She said with relief.

“Then can I have one return?” Edward asked with plain hope in his voice.

“One,” She allowed.

“Tell me one theory.” I saw Bella flush crimson.

“Not that one.”

“You didn't qualify. You just promised one answer.” Edward argued.

“And you've broken promises yourself.” She argued back.

“Just one theory – I won't laugh.” Edward edged.

“Yes, you will.”

“Please?” Bella blinked and her face went blank.

“Er, What?” she muttered, looking dizzy.

“Please tell me just one little theory?” He pleaded.

“Um, well, bitten by a radioactive spider?”

“That's not very creative,” He chided her.

“I'm sorry, that's all I've got,” She said, offended.

“You're not even close.”

“No spiders?”


“And no radioactivity?”


“Dang,” She sighed.

“Kryptonite doesn't bother me either.” Edward started to laugh. I could understand why – these theories were hilarious!

“You're not supposed to laugh, remember? I'll figure it out eventually.” She promised.

“I wish you wouldn't try.”


“What if I'm not a superhero? What if I'm the bad guy?” Bella's eyes widened by a fraction and her lips parted slightly.

“Oh.” Silence. “I see.”

“Do you?” Edward tried to hide the agony in his voice, but didn't completely succeed.

“You're dangerous?” She guessed. Her heart raced. “But not bad,” she said, shaking her head and not showing an ounce of fear. “No, I don't believe that you're bad.”

“You're wrong,” Edward breathed. He reached across, took the lemonade lid, and began to spin it. Bella jumped to her feet.

“We're going to be late,” she said.

“I'm not going to class.”

“Why not?”

“It's healthy to ditch class now and then.” Yes, it certainly was healthier for the humans if we vampires ditched on lessons where blood would be exposed...

“Well, I'm going,” She said.

“I'll see you later then,” Edward replied. As the bell rang, she disappeared. Edward watched her leave the cafeteria, then put the lid in his pocket and headed out towards his Volvo. I ran to class then. I arrived in time and took my place in silence.

The sight of the desk and classroom in front of me wavered. I could see Bella, slumped against the floor, pale, ashen and limp. Oh no! What had happened? What had I missed? And since when was I close enough to Bella to see her future? Excluding of course when her future was thrown into the path of Edward's future... Ah. Of course...It must have something to do with Edward...But I hadn't foreseen him making any rash decisions... He hasn't decided to go to biology?? No.. He wouldn't be that foolish..would he? No... I saw more now. I saw Edward rushing from his Volvo, calling out to Bella, panic throbbing through his voice. He lifted her and carried her to the nurses room...

“Ca va, Alice?” Mrs Johnson asked with concern, dragging me back to reality. How am I? Relieved that Edward hadn't 'slipped up'...Confused at what I had seen happen ...Nervous because I wanted to know what will happen next...Irritated that she had broken me from my vision and was preventing me seeing what was going to happen...Petrified that Edward wasn't going to be able to stand being so close to the girl...Yes Mrs Johnson...I'm fine...

“Exuse moi, sil vous plait.. Ca va bien merci.” I muttered, in a daze. My feeble answer didn't do the variety of emotions running through me justice at all.

“Bien...” She replied, looking far from satisfied. Then she finally continued with her lesson. I tried to focus this time, so as not to get caught out again. I answered every question she asked of me, until the bell rang and I ran out to my next class. I rushed to the back of my calculus class and took my place. Mr Varner was paying irritatingly close attention to me, asking questions every two seconds. I didn't

get time to search the future to see what was going on with Edward. Suddenly, not too long from the bell, a vision took over that I couldn't help. Edward handed me the keys for Bella's truck, and I drove it to the Swan house, but I still wouldn't get a chance to talk to her. Yet.