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Demon Song	By : TheBlindQueen Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 1989 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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******Chapter 4: Please Forgive Me, I’m an Ass*******

I arrived early, hoping to have time to compose myself before she arrived. I was lucky. For once. I slid into my seat and inhaled deeply. Her scent, barely covered by that of others, still lingered in the air.

Potent.

I let the fire wash over me and through me, accepted it as the price I had to pay. I was a Cullen, and I had made a choice to live my life a certain way. I would not let the unexpected torture of one girl’s blood change that. For Carlisle and the others, but mostly for myself, I had to remain strong.

Then she was there. I smelled her before I saw her and I inhaled deeply once again. I let her scent fill me up and overwhelm my senses. I let my head swim in the fragrance of her. I looked up to see her in the doorway and her eyes met mine.

Uneasy awareness flickered in that dark gaze. So she had noticed my less than socially acceptable response to her the week before. Of course, she had no idea HOW socially unacceptable it had been. Carefully, I pasted a smile on my face, the most welcoming and least threatening smile I could manage.

I heard her heartbeat stutter and stall, and that tantalizing blush rose up in her cheeks. I wondered if I could ask her please not to do that. It only prodded the monster within. I almost smiled at the thought of her reaction to my strange request. No, I would have to endure the heat of those blushes as well.

I watched with amusement as she stumbled, almost falling into a boy’s lap as she made her way to our desk. I was less than thrilled with his thoughts when she did.

/Oh yeah, I’ve always Bella in my lap. I could show her things…/ he thought. I sensed his arousal, his attraction to her. It bothered me, but I did not know why. I flitted away from his mind, feeling unclean just by that brief contact. The seat beside me scraped along the floor and then she was there, in all her potent and fragrant glory.

“I’m Edward Cullen,” I said by way of introduction. “I’m new here.”

Her eyes flickered up to mine and a tentative smile tugged her lips. “Hello Edward,” she replied in a soft voice. “I’m Bella.”

“Bella, nice to meet you,” I added with the courtesy that would have garnered Esme’s approval.

Her eyes darted to mine once more and a small frown appeared on her face. She studied me for a long moment and then shook her head, smiling to herself as if she was dismissing some foolish notion. I yearned to know that thoughts were hidden behind that quiet beauty.

Beauty?

I sat back, appalled. When had I decided she was attractive? And, more importantly, why did I care? She was just a complication I didn’t need in my life, a temptation that was only going to torment me. And the closer I got, the more she would torture me. It was much smarter – for both of us – to keep my distance.

The class dragged on. Surely even time in hell would go by faster. I tried not to breathe, but that was only of limited effectiveness. I could still taste her on my tongue, the flavor of her lingering there as if to deliberately tempt me.

Every now and then I would catch her glancing at me, her dark eyes wide and curious. But not…afraid. Once, our eyes met and she gave me a chagrined smile, as if embarrassed that she had been caught staring. But then again, so had I. I just returned the smile and gave my attention to the boring teacher once more.

Beside me, I felt Bella relax slightly, her hair falling in between us to shield her from my eyes. I was overwhelmed with an urge to tuck her hair behind her ear so that I might watch her. My hand twitched on the table, the compulsion so strong that I had to clench my fists to stop it.

I had no right to touch her. No need. It was too dangerous to contemplate.

Then the bell rang and everyone jumped to their feet and gathered their books. Everyone except Bella Swan. And me.

We remained in our seats, our eyes finally meeting yet again. She tilted her head, the frown reappearing. “I thought your eyes were black,” she muttered, shaking her head. Obviously, she blamed her faulty memory. But she was exactly right. She was also the first human I’d ever encountered who had noticed our changing eye color before.

The mystery about her deepened, taking on shadows and lights I had not suspected existed. I got to my feet, grabbing my books and starting to circle around her. She stood up at the same moment, tilting precariously and bumping into me.

The heat from that casual touch made me shudder.

Bella looked up and gave a rueful smile. “Sorry about that,” she muttered. Then a notebook toppled out of her arms and fell. I caught it before it hit the floor.

“Must be nice,” she grumbled with reluctant admiration as I handed it back to her.

“What must be nice?” I asked as we began walking toward the door.

“To have reflexes like that,” Bella responded. “Must make life simpler.” She laughed. “Less painful anyway.”

I shrugged, not wanting to explore this topic. She seemed to sense my reticence and changed the subject. “Do you know where your next class is?”

I did, of course. I had memorized my schedule on that first day. But something inside of me prompted me to lie, to use any excuse to prolong this moment with her. “Uh…not really,” I answered, giving her a smile. Once again, her heart stuttered. I wondered if she had a heart condition. Maybe that was the cause of her pallor.

Then she blushed again and her heartbeat resumed a normal pattern. Then again, maybe not. I looked away, unable to bear the temptation of that pooling of blood in her cheeks, or the heat her blush forced into the air.

I handed her my schedule instead, taking the opportunity to study her. “This is on my way,” she said with a happy smile. “Come on. I’ll show you.”

She seemed oblivious to the stares that followed us. I was not oblivious to the thoughts.

/He’s good looking, but there’s something about him…/ I almost smiled at this. Yes, there was most definitely something about me.

/Damn! Why does she have to talk to him?/ This was the voice from the boy in whose lap Bella had fallen. I already disliked him on principle.

With a conscious effort, I blocked out their thoughts and concentrated instead on watching Bella. We came to my classroom and she stopped. “This is you,” she said.

“Thanks,” I murmured.

“It’s not always easy being the new kid in school,” Bella said with feeling. An old, remembered pain flashed in her eyes and I was suddenly fighting the urge to comfort her, to fold her into my arms and tell her that I would never let anything hurt her again.

That urge terrified me, and my reply was brusquer than I intended. “Thanks, I’ll take it from here.”

Her eyes widened at my tone, but she bit her lip and nodded. She turned and walked away without a backward glance.

I resisted the impulse to run to her and apologize. I resisted the impulse to call her name.

I turned and walked into my class, trying to forget the look of hurt in her eyes.
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