Living a romance

Chapter eight

EPOV

Every student was enthusiastic about the new girl. Daughter of the Chief. Isabella Swan. And although I hadn’t yet had the chance to meet her, I could understand why, from what I’d seen in their thoughts.

She was beautiful.

Her heart-shaped face was beautifully framed by chocolate brown waves. Her doe-like eyes also a deep brown and her skin was almost as pale as mine. Her lower lip was slightly bigger than her upper, forming her mouth into an adorable pout. Her glasses framed her eyes like art paintings.

During lunch I got my first chance to see her. Sitting with my family, acting as if we were eating, I was searching for a glimpse of her.

Those thoughts didn’t do her any good.

Thoughts.

Wait a minute…

I frowned, concentrating on her and only her.

She was completely silent to me. No thoughts, not even a whisper of her thoughts.

Edward, stop attracting the new girls’ attention.

I shot an annoying glance at Jasper. I looked back at my food and whispered; “She’s… different.”

Jasper shrugged. Why is she different?

“I can’t read her mind,” I answered quietly.

I looked up at her again, seeing her stare at my siblings with what seemed to be a very dreamy look. Then her eyes shifted to me. Her eyes widened at first, but then a look of sadness took over.

Her reaction didn’t make any sense.

Suddenly, she broke eye contact and looked at the girl next to her. “Shall we go to class, Ange?” she asked.

I looked at the table again as I concentrated on the two of them. Angela Webber gave her a short explanation about Biology.

I chuckled. Biology II. Of course. My class. The class where I was the only one without a partner.

“Edward Cullen?” Isabella asked. Why did it sound like she was confused about my name?

“He and his siblings were adopted by Mrs and Dr Cullen. Dr Cullen is really nice,” Angela answered.

“Oh. So the Cullens are the five kids sitting in the corner, right? That’s why they don’t look alike.”

“It’s time,” Rosalie signalled and we all rose.

I went to Biology, passing Isabella and Angela. They entered the classroom just a little after I entered. Isabella sat down beside me. No greeting, not even so much as a glance.

Oh, no way she’s going to ignore me.

“Hello,” I said softly.

She inhaled deeply before meeting my eyes. “Hi.”

“My name’s Edward Cullen,” I said with a soft smile. “You’re new, aren’t you?”

She nodded. “Yes, sadly enough. Bella Swan. I moved here last weekend.”

“Chief Swan’s daughter?”

The corner of her mouth twitched. “Yes, that’s correct.”

I frowned slightly as I noticed that her glasses were not focussing. It seemed like just, plain glass. Why would she wear glasses if she doesn’t need them?

Mr Banner chose that moment to start the lesson. I threw a glance at her every now and then, but she seemed to be deep in thought.

Oh, how much I’d like to read her mind right now.

Suddenly, her head snapped to the side, studying me. I didn’t know why, but her eyes scared me slightly. Her mouth opened to speak, but she was cut off by the bell and I was gone before it stopped ringing.

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“Really? Not at all?” Carlisle asked.

I shook my head. “Not a whisper.”

The phone line was silent. “I’ll think about it, Edward. I don’t know what this means.”

“Okay. Thanks.” I ended the phone call.

The door of my car opened. “Don’t be so grumpy, brother,” Alice sang.

I tightened my eyes at her. “Keep your nose in your own business.”

“That’s what I meant.”

At home, I sat behind the piano, letting my fingers dance over the ivory buttons.

“Carlisle is bringing a visitor,” Alice called.

I sighed. What was wrong with this world? Carlisle never brought a visitor home.

Just an hour later, we all heard Carlisle’s Mercedes pull up.

“What a beautiful home, Carlisle. It’s very… you.”

I knew that voice.

“My wife decorated it. Guys?”

We all gathered in the living room. Yes. It was Bella. But she seemed different. Her glasses were gone and she had red eyes, like our eyes were in our new born years. She smiled at Esme. “It’s wonderful to finally meet you, Esme. I’m Marydith, but please call me Bella.”

Esme’s head was filled with stories from Carlisle. A girl… that told him he would find Esme.

“Marydith? The Marydith?”

Carlisle nodded and Esme gasped. She hugged Bella. “Thank you,” she whispered.

“I need to thank you,” Bella said as Esme released her. “You don’t understand how amazing it feels to see so much love.”

Carlisle looked from me to my siblings. “Kids, I heard you already met, but this is Marydith.”

“So, are you, like, a vampire?” Emmett asked, thinking of her eyes.

She chuckled. “No, I am not. Why don’t you all sit down and I’ll tell you.”

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After her story, I understood. She wasn’t human. But she wasn’t like us, either.

My first concerns were about the danger our world could cause hers. The Volturi for example. I shuddered, forcing them out of my mind.

I noticed Esme and Bella had disappeared and when they came back, Esme seemed to be blocking me. Her thoughts were all drawn to cleaning and worrying about Bella’s diet. Her thoughts were laced with a certain sadness, though.

“There’s an issue I’d like to discuss with you. All of you,” Bella said. “Iraz, the Ether I’m travelling with now, and I found seventeen corpses this afternoon.”

Esme and Alice gasped. “How?” Alice asked.

“I’m pretty sure it was a vampire. Or maybe more than one. They were all drained until the last drop of blood.”

Carlisle nodded. “We can help. Maybe we can recognize a scent and track them down.”

“I’ll bring you to the corpses.”

The girls decided to stay home and we all followed Bella into the wood. She was really fast, faster than us even, and she had to look at us every now and then to see if she wasn’t going to fast.

When we arrived, we saw she wasn’t joking.

“Looks like Christmas in Volterra,” Emmett mumbled.

I couldn’t bring it in myself to chuckle. I sniffed the air. “It was definitely a vampire. I don’t recognize the scent, though. Carlisle?”

Carlisle shook his head. “No. But we can trace it. Or we could ask the wolves.”

Bella frowned. “Wolves?”

Carlisle nodded. “Down, at La Push, there’s a tribe of shape shifters. The Quileute’s. They protect the area from vampires.” She cocked an eyebrow. “Except for us,” he chuckled. “We have a treaty.”

“I’ll talk to them,” she said.

I frowned at that. What if they attacked her? She had red eyes. They would think she was a vampire.

“Okay, but we can’t cross their land. Part of the treaty.”

I looked at Carlisle. Was he insane?

“You go after that scent. I’ll pay a visit to the pups.”

Emmett chuckled. Bella said goodbye, before leaving, so fast that even I couldn’t see her move.

“Carlisle, are you insane? She could get hurt!” I exclaimed.

Carlisle smiled. “Not Marydith. Don’t worry.”


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