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　girl　moved？　That　didn　t　seem　likely；　as　Jessica　was　still　babbling　to　her。　I　looked　up　to　check；　feeling　offbalance。　Checking　on　what　my　extra　hearing　could　tell　me　it　wasn　t　something　I　ever　had　to　do。　Again；　my　gaze　locked　on　those　same　wide　brown　eyes。　She　was　sitting　right　where　she　had　been　before；　and　looking　at　us；　a　natural　thing　to　be　doing；　I　supposed；　as　Jessica　was　still　regaling　her　with　the　local　gossip　about　the　Cullens。　Thinking　about　us；　too；　would　be　natural。　But　I　couldn　t　hear　a　whisper。　Inviting　warm　red　stained　her　cheeks　as　she　looked　down；　away　from　the　embarrassing　gaffe　of　getting　caught　staring　at　a　stranger。　It　was　good　that　Jasper　was　still　gazing　out　the　window。　I　didn　t　like　to　imagine　what　that　easy　pooling　of　blood　would　do　to　his　control。

The　emotions　had　been　as　clear　on　her　face　as　if　they　were　spelled　out　in　words　across　her　forehead：　surprise；　as　she　unknowingly　absorbed　the　signs　of　the　subtle　differences　between　her　kind　and　mine；　curiosity；　as　she　listened　to　Jessica　s　tale；　and　something　more　fascination？　It　wouldn　t　be　the　first　time。　We　were　beautiful　to　them；　our　intended　prey。　Then；　finally；　embarrassment　as　I　caught　her　staring　at　me。　And　yet；　though　her　thoughts　had　been　so　clear　in　her　odd　eyes　odd；　because　of　the　depth　to　them；　brown　eyes　often　seemed　flat　in　their　darkness　I　could　hear　nothing　but　silence　from　the　place　she　was　sitting。　Nothing　at　all。　I　felt　a　moment　of　unease。　This　was　nothing　I　d　ever　encountered　before。　Was　there　something　wrong　with　me？　I　felt　exactly　the　same　as　I　always　did。　Worried；　I　listened　harder。　All　the　voices　I　d　been　blocking　were　suddenly　shouting　in　my　head。　wonder　what　music　she　likes　maybe　I　could　mention　that　new　CD　Mike　Newton　was　thinking；　two　tables　away　fixated　on　Bella　Swan。　Look　at　him　staring　at　her。　Isn　t　it　enough　that　he　has　half　the　girls　in　school　waiting　for　him　to　Eric　Yorkie　was　thinking　sulfurous　thoughts；　also　revolving　around　the　girl。　so　disgusting。　You　d　think　she　was　famous　or　something　Even　Edward　Cullen；　staring　Lauren　Mallory　was　so　jealous　that　her　face；　by　all　rights；　should　be　dark　jade　in　color。　And　Jessica；　flaunting　her　new　best　friend。　What　a　joke　Vitriol　continued　to　spew　from　the　girl　s　thoughts。　I　bet　everyone　has　asked　her　that。　But　I　d　like　to　talk　to　her。　more　original　question　Ashley　Dowling　mused。　maybe　she　ll　be　in　my　Spanish　June　Richardson　hoped。　I　ll　think　of　a　tons　left　to　do　tonight！　Trig；　and　the　English　test。　I　hope　my　mom　Angela　Weber；　a　quiet　girl；　whose　thoughts　were　unusually　kind；　was　the　only　one　at　the　table　who　wasn　t　obsessed　with　this　Bella。　I　could　hear　them　all；　hear　every　insignificant　thing　they　were　thinking　as　it　passed　through　their　minds。　But　nothing　at　all　from　the　new　student　with　the　deceptively　municative　eyes。　And；　of　course；　I　could　hear　what　the　girl　said　when　she　spoke　to　Jessica。　I　didn　t　have　to　read　minds　to　be　able　to　hear　her　low；　clear　voice　on　the　far　side　of　the　long　room。　Which　one　is　the　boy　with　the　reddish　brown　hair？　I　heard　her　ask；　sneaking　a　look　at　me　from　the　corner　of　her　eye；　only　to　look　quickly　away　when　she　saw　that　I　was　still　staring。　If　I　d　had　time　to　hope　that　hearing　the　sound　of　her　voice　would　help　me　pinpoint　the　tone　of　her　thoughts；　lost　somewhere　where　I　couldn　t　access　them；　I　was　instantly　disappointed。　Usually；　people　s　thoughts　came　to　them　in　a　similar　pitch　as　their　physical　voices。　But　this　quiet；　shy　voice　was　unfamiliar；　not　one　of　the　hundreds　of　thoughts　bouncing　around　the　room；　I　was　sure　of　that。　Entirely　new。　Oh；　good　luck；　idiot！　Jessica　thought　before　answering　the　girl　s　question。

That　s　Edward。　He　s　gorgeous；　of　course；　but　don　t　waste　your　time。　He　doesn　t　date。　Apparently　none　of　the　girls　here　are　goodlooking　enough　for　him。　She　sniffed。　I　turned　my　head　away　to　hide　my　smile。　Jessica　and　her　classmates　had　no　idea　how　lucky　they　were　that　none　of　them　particularly　appealed　to　me。　Beneath　the　transient　humor；　I　felt　a　strange　impulse；　one　I　did　not　clearly　understand。　It　had　something　to　do　with　the　vicious　edge　to　Jessica　s　thoughts　that　the　new　girl　was　unaware　of　I　felt　the　strangest　urge　to　step　in　between　them；　to　shield　this　Bella　Swan　from　the　darker　workings　of　Jessica　s　mind。　What　an　odd　thing　to　feel。　Trying　to　ferret　out　the　motivations　behind　the　impulse；　I　examined　the　new　girl　one　more　time。　Perhaps　it　was　just　some　long　buried　protective　instinct　the　strong　for　the　weak。　This　girl　looked　more　fragile　than　her　new　classmates。　Her　skin　was　so　translucent　it　was　hard　to　believe　it　offered　her　much　defense　from　the　outside　world。　I　could　see　the　rhythmic　pulse　of　blood　through　her　veins　under　the　clear；　pale　membrane　But　I　should　not　concentrate　on　that。　I　was　good　at　this　life　I　d　chosen；　but　I　was　just　as　thirsty　as　Jasper　and　there　was　no　point　in　inviting　temptation。　There　was　a　faint　crease　between　her　eyebrows　that　she　seemed　unaware　of。　It　was　unbelievable　frustrating！　I　could　clearly　see　that　it　was　a　strain　for　her　to　sit　there；　to　make　conversation　with　strangers；　to　be　the　center　of　attention。　I　could　sense　her　shyness　from　the　way　she　held　her　fraillooking　shoulders；　slightly　hunched；　as　if　she　was　expecting　a　rebuff　at　any　moment。　And　yet　I　could　only　sense；　could　only　see；　could　only　imagine。　There　was　nothing　but　silence　from　the　very　unexceptional　human　girl。　I　could　hear　nothing。　Why？　Shall　we？　Rosalie　murmured；　interrupting　my　focus。　I　looked　away　from　the　girl　with　a　sense　of　relief。　I　didn　t　want　to　continue　to　fail　at　this　it　irritated　me。　And　I　didn　t　want　to　develop　any　interest　in　her　hidden　thoughts　simply　because　they　were　hidden　from　me。　No　doubt；　when　I　did　decipher　her　thoughts　and　I　would　find　a　way　to　do　so　they　would　be　just　as　petty　and　trivial　as　any　human　s　thoughts。　Not　worth　the　effort　I　would　expend　to　reach　them。　So；　is　the　new　one　afraid　of　us　yet？　Emmett　asked；　still　waiting　for　my　response　to　his　question　before。　I　shrugged。　He　wasn　t　interested　enough　to　press　for　a　more　information。　should　I　be　interested。　We　got　up　from　the　table　and　walked　out　of　the　cafeteria。　Emmett；　Rosalie；　and　Jasper　were　pretending　to　be　seniors；　they　left　for　their　classes。　I　was　playing　a　younger　role　than　they。　I　headed　off　for　my　junior　level　biology　class；　preparing　my　mind　for　the　tedium。　It　was　doubtful　Mr。　Banner；　a　man　of　no　more　than　average　intellect；　would　manage　to　pull　out　anything　in　his　lecture　that　would　surprise　someone　holding　two　graduate　degrees　in　medicine。　Nor

In　the　classroom；　I　settled　into　my　chair　and　let　my　books　props；　again；　they　held　nothing　I　didn　t　already　know　spill　across　the　table。　I　was　the　only　student　who　had　a　table　to　himself。　The　humans　weren　t　smart　enough　to　know　that　they　feared　me；　but　their　survival　instincts　were　enough　to　keep　them　away。　The　room　slowly　filled　as　they　trickled　in　from　lunch。　I　leaned　back　in　my　chair　and　waited　for　the　time　to　pass。　Again；　I　wished　I　was　able　to　sleep。　Because　I　d　been　thinking　about　her；　when　Angela　Weber　escorted　the　new　girl　through　the　door；　her　name　intruded　on　my　attention。　Bella　seems　just　as　shy　as　me。　I　ll　bet　today　is　really　hard　for　her。　could　say　something　but　it　would　probably　just　sound　stupid　Yes！　I　wish　I　Mike　Newton　thought；　turning　in　his　seat　to　watch　the　girls　enter。　The　empty　space　where　her　Still；　from　the　place　where　Bella　Swan　stood；　nothing。　thoughts　should　be　irritated　and　unnerved　me。　She　came　closer；　walking　down　the　aisle　beside　me　to　get　to　the　teacher　s　desk。　Poor　girl；　the　seat　next　to　me　was　the　only　one　available。　Automatically；　I　cleared　what　would　be　her　side　of　the　desk；　shoving　my　books　into　a　pile。　I　doubted　she　would　feel　very　fortable　there。　She　was　in　for　a　long　semester　in　this　class；　at　least。　Perhaps；　though；　sitting　beside　her；　I　d　be　able　to　flush　out　her　secrets　not　that　I　d　ever　needed　close　proximity　before　not　that　I　would　find　anything　worth　listening　to　Bella　Swan　walked　into　the　flow　of　the　heated　air　that　blew　toward　me　from　the　vent。　Her　scent　hit　me　like　wrecking　ball；　like　a　battering　ram。　There　was　no　image　violent　enough　to　encapsulate　the　force　of　what　happened　to　me　in　that　moment。　In　that　instant；　I　was　nothing　close　to　the　human　I　d　once　been；　no　trace　of　the　shreds　of　humanity　I　d　managed　to　cloak　myself　in　remained。　I　was　a　predator。　that　truth。　She　was　my　prey。　There　was　nothing　else　in　the　whole　world　but　There　was　no　room　full　of　witnesses　they　were　already　collateral　damage　in　my　head。　The　mystery　of　her　thoughts　was　forgotten。　Her　thoughts　meant　nothing；　for　she　would　not　go　on　thinking　them　much　longer。　I　was　a　vampire；　and　she　had　the　sweetest　blood　I　d　smelled　in　eighty　years。　I　hadn　t　imagined　such　a　scent　could　exist。　If　I　d　known　it　did；　I　would　have　gone　searching　for　it　long　ago。　I　would　have　bed　the　pla　for　her。　I　could　imagine　the　taste　Thirst　burned　through　my　throat　like　fire。　My　mouth　was　baked　and　desiccated。　The　fresh　flow　of　venom　did　nothing　to　dispel　that　sensation。　My　stomach　twisted　with　the　hunger　that　was　an　echo　of　the　thirst。　My　muscles　coiled　to　spring。　Not　a　full　second　had　passed。　downwind　from　me。　She　was　still　taking　the　same　step　that　had　put　her　As　her　foot　touched　the　ground；　her　eyes　slid　toward　me；　a　movement　she　clearly

meant　to　be　stealthy。　mirror　of　her　eyes。　Her　glance　met　mine；　and　I　saw　myself　reflected　in　the　wide　The　shock　of　the　face　I　saw　there　saved　her　life　for　a　few　thorny　moments。　She　didn　t　make　it　easier。　When　she　processed　the　expression　on　my　face；　blood　flooded　her　cheeks　again；　turning　her　skin　the　most　delicious　color　I　d　ever　seen。　The　scent　was　a　thick　haze　in　my　brain。　I　could　barely　think　through　it。　My　thoughts　raged；　resisting　control；　incoherent。　She　walked　more　quickly　now；　as　if　she　understood　the　need　to　escape。　Her　haste　made　her　clumsy　she　tripped　and　stumbled　forward；　almost　falling　into　the　girl　seated　in　front　of　me。　Vulnerable；　weak。　Even　more　than　usual　for　a　human。　I　tried　to　focus　on　the　face　I　d　seen　in　her　eyes；　a　face　I　recognized　with　revulsion。　The　face　of　the　monster　in　me　the　face　I　d　beaten　back　with　decades　of　effort　and　unpromising　discipline。　How　easily　it　sprang　to　the　surface　now！　The　scent　swirled　around　me　again；　scattering　my　thoughts　and　near