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〃We've been over that。 I don't know。〃
〃She's coming in;〃 Alice murmured then。 I felt my body go rigid。 〃Try to look
human。〃
〃Human; you say?〃 Emmett asked。
He held up his right fist; twisting his fingers to reveal the snowball he'd saved in
his palm。 Of course it had not melted there。 He'd squeezed it into a lumpy block of ice。
He had his eyes on Jasper; but I saw the direction of his thoughts。 So did Alice; of
course。 When he abruptly hurled the ice chunk at her; she flicked it away with a casual
flutter of her fingers。 The ice ricocheted across the length of the cafeteria; too fast to be
visible to human eyes; and shattered with a sharp crack against the brick wall。 The brick
cracked; too。
The heads in that corner of the room all turned to stare at the pile of broken ice on
the floor; and then swiveled to find the culprit。 They didn't look further than a few tables
away。 No one looked at us。
〃Very human; Emmett;〃 Rosalie said scathingly。 〃Why don't you punch through
the wall while you're at it?〃
〃It would look more impressive if you did it; baby。〃
I tried to pay attention to them; keeping a grin fixed on my face like I was part of
their banter。 I did not allow myself to look toward the line where I knew she was
standing。 But that was all that I was listening to。
I could hear Jessica's impatience with the new girl; who seemed to be distracted;
too; standing motionless in the moving line。 I saw; in Jessica's thoughts; that Bella
Swan's cheeks were once more colored bright pink with blood。
I pulled in short; shallow breaths; ready to quit breathing if any hint of her scent
touched the air near me。
Mike Newton was with the two girls。 I heard both his voices; mental and verbal;
when he asked Jessica what was wrong with the Swan girl。 I didn't like the way his
thoughts wrapped around her; the flicker of already established fantasies that clouded his
mind while he watched her start and look up from her reverie like she'd forgotten he was
there。
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〃Nothing;〃 I heard Bella say in that quiet; clear voice。 It seemed to ring like a bell
over the babble in the cafeteria; but I knew that was just because I was listening for it so
intently。
〃I'll just get a soda today;〃 she continued as she moved to catch up with the line。
I couldn't help flickering one glance in her direction。 She was staring at the floor;
the blood slowly fading from her face。 I looked away quickly; to Emmett; who laughed
at the now pained…looking smile on my face。
You look sick; bro。
I rearranged my features so the expression would seem casual and effortless。
Jessica was wondering aloud about the girl's lack of appetite。 〃Aren't you
hungry?〃
〃Actually; I feel a little sick。〃 Her voice was lower; but still very clear。
Why did it bother me; the protective concern that suddenly emanated from Mike
Newton's thoughts? What did it matter that there was a possessive edge to them? It
wasn't my business if Mike Newton felt unnecessarily anxious for her。 Perhaps this was
the way everyone responded to her。 Hadn't I wanted; instinctively; to protect her; too?
Before I'd wanted to kill her; that is?
But was the girl ill?
It was hard to judge—she looked so delicate with her translucent skin? Then I
realized that I was worrying; too; just like that dimwitted boy; and I forced myself not to
think about her health。
Regardless; I didn't like monitoring her through Mike's thoughts。 I switched to
Jessica's; watching carefully as the three of them chose which table to sit at。 Fortunately;
they sat with Jessica's usual companions; at one of the first tables in the room。 Not
downwind; just as Alice had promised。
Alice elbowed me。 She's going to look soon; act human。
I clenched my teeth behind my grin。
〃Ease up; Edward;〃 Emmett said。 〃Honestly。 So you kill one human。 That's
hardly the end of the world。〃
〃You would know;〃 I murmured。
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Emmett laughed。 〃You've got to learn to get over things。 Like I do。 Eternity is a
long time to wallow in guilt。〃
Just then; Alice tossed a smaller handful of ice that she'd been hiding into
Emmett's unsuspecting face。
He blinked; surprised; and then grinned in anticipation。
〃You asked for it;〃 he said as he leaned across the table and shook his ice…
encrusted hair in her direction。 The snow; melting in the warm room; flew out from his
hair in a thick shower of half…liquid; half…ice。
〃Ew!〃 Rose complained; as she and Alice recoiled from the deluge。
Alice laughed; and we all joined in。 I could see in Alice's head how she'd
orchestrated this perfect moment; and I knew that the girl—I should stop thinking of her
that way; as if she were the only girl in the world—that Bella would be watching us laugh
and play; looking as happy and human and unrealistically ideal as a Norman Rockwell
painting。
Alice kept laughing; and held her tray up as a shield。 The girl—Bella must still be
staring at us。
?staring at the Cullens again; someone thought; catching my attention。
I looked automatically toward the unintentional call; realizing as my eyes found
their destination that I recognized the voice—I'd been listening to it so much today。
But my eyes slid right past Jessica; and focused on the girl's penetrating gaze。
She looked down quickly; hiding behind her thick hair again。
What was she thinking? The frustration seemed to be getting more acute as time
went on; rather than dulling。 I tried—uncertain in what I was doing for I'd never tried
this before—to probe with my mind at the silence around her。 My extra hearing had
always come to me naturally; without asking; I'd never had to work at it。 But I
concentrated now; trying to break through whatever shield surrounded her。
Nothing but silence。
What is it about her? Jessica thought; echoing my own frustration。
〃Edward Cullen is staring at you;〃 she whispered in the Swan girl's ear; adding a
giggle。 There was no hint of her jealous irritation in her tone。 Jessica seemed to be
skilled at feigning friendship。
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I listened; too engrossed; to the girl's response。
〃He doesn't look angry; does he?〃 she whispered back。
So she had noticed my wild reaction last week。 Of course she had。
The question confused Jessica。 I saw my own face in her thoughts as she checked
my expression; but I did not meet her glance。 I was still concentrating on the girl; trying
to hear something。 My intent focus didn't seem to be helping at all。
〃No;〃 Jess told her; and I knew that she wished she could say yes—how it rankled
inside her; my staring—though there was no trace of that in her voice。 〃Should he be?〃
〃I don't think he likes me;〃 the girl whispered back; laying her head down on her
arm as if she were suddenly tired。 I tried to understand the motion; but I could only make
guesses。 Maybe she was tired。
〃The Cullens don't like anybody;〃 Jess reassured her。 〃Well; they don't notice
anybody enough to like them。〃 They never used to。 Her thought was a grumble of
complaint。 〃But he's still staring at you。〃
〃Stop looking at him;〃 the girl said anxiously; lifting her head from her arm to
make sure Jessica obeyed the order。
Jessica giggled; but did as she was asked。
The girl did not look away from her table for the rest of the hour。 I thought—
though; of course; I could not be sure—that this was deliberate。 It seemed like she
wanted to look at me。 Her body would shift slightly in my direction; her chin would
begin to turn; and then she would catch herself; take a deep breath; and stare fixedly at
whoever was speaking。
I ignored the other thoughts around the girl for the most part; as they were not;
momentarily; about her。 Mike Newton was planning a snow fight in the parking lot after
school; not seeming to realize that the snow had already shifted to rain。 The flutter of
soft flakes against the roof had become the more common patter of raindrops。 Could he
really not hear the change? It seemed loud to me。
When the lunch period ended; I stayed in my seat。 The humans filed out; and I
caught myself trying to distinguish the sound of her footsteps from the sound of the rest;
as if there was something important or unusual about them。 How stupid。
My family made no move to leave; either。 They waited to see what I would do。
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Would I go to class; sit beside the girl where I could smell the absurdly potent
scent of her blood and feel the warmth of her pulse in the air on my skin? Was I strong
enough for that? Or had I had enough for one day?
〃I?think it's okay;〃 Alice said; hesitant。 〃Your mind is set。 I think you'll make
it through the hour。〃
But Alice knew well how quickly a mind could change。
〃Why push it; Edward?〃 Jasper asked。 Though he didn't want to feel smug that I
was the one who was weak now; I could hear that he did; just a little。 〃Go home。 Take it
slow。〃
〃What's the big deal?〃 Emmett disagreed。 〃Either he will or he won't kill her。
Might as well get it over with; either way。〃
〃I don't want to move yet;〃 Rosalie complained。 〃I don't want to start over。
We're almost out of high school; Emmett。 Finally。〃
I was evenly torn on the decision。 I wanted; wanted badly; to face this head on
rather than running away again。 But I didn't want to push myself too far; either。 It had
been a mistake last week for Jasper to go so long without hunting; was this just as
pointless a mistake?
I didn't want to uproot my family。 None of them would thank me for that。
But I wanted to go to my biology class。 I realized that I wanted to see her face
again。
That's what decided it for me。 That curiosity。 I was angry with myself for feeling
it。 Hadn't I promised myself that I wouldn't let the silence of the girl's mind make me
unduly interested in her? And yet; here I was; most unduly interested。
I wanted to know what she was thinking。 Her mind was closed; but her eyes were
very open。 Perhaps I could read them instead。
〃No; Rose; I think it really will be okay;〃 Alice said。 〃It's?firming up。