It took a Herculean effort to not get tongue twisted with her golden eyes locked on mine. Every time she bit her lip and leaned forward across the table, I could’ve sworn my heart skipped a beat. I was hyper aware of every little movement she made, from her shifting in her seat, to the slightest twitch of her eyelids. It felt as if I were watching an angel on earth, like something holy was in front of me and if I looked away, even for an instant, she would disappear.
So I sat there, answering every single one of her questions to the best of my ability. Some of the questions were easy. What’s you favorite color? Others were harder. Why are you so hard to figure out?
I could’ve asked her the very same thing.
It didn’t help that there were four other gorgeous super models at the table with us. The burly brunette guy on my left, the two blondes, one girl and one boy, and the pixie-like brunette that giggled anytime I gave an answer that surprised Bella.
The blonde guy, Jasper, Bella had called him, seated across the table from me looked like he was in immense pain, as if the very action of sitting at a cafeteria table was excruciating for some mysterious reason. I glanced at him occasionally, worried that my presence was upsetting him.
Bella didn’t seem to notice. Instead, she was focused on me, golden eyes drilling holes into my mind, as if she were trying to unveil some unknown secrets hidden there.
A shrill ringing overhead startled me, and I managed to spill my lemonade when I jumped in surprise. The brunette next to me, Emmett, laughed loudly, as if my clumsiness was the funniest thing he had seen all day. To be fair, this was Forks High School. My spill probably was the funniest thing he had seen all day.
The blonde girl, Rosalie, rose slowly and gracefully, glaring my way the whole time. “Emmett, Jasper,” she spat out, “let’s go.” The two boys stood to join her, taking their full lunch trays and dumping them in the trash before making their way out of the cafeteria.
“What’s your next class, Edward?” Bella asked quietly.
“Biology.” I said simply.
“Me too. Wanna walk together?”
“Sure.” I wasn’t sure why Bella was so interested in me. I was just an average guy, nothing special. Certainly not anything that warranted an angel’s attention. And yet, here she was, asking if we could walk to class together. Either I was the luckiest man on earth, or she was pranking me hard. Whichever one it was, I was okay with it. Anything to spend more time with this mysterious, captivating girl.
I had a feeling a could spend years with her and still never manage to figure her out.
I also had a feeling she felt the same way about me, which just made her all the more mysterious.
“Alice,” Bella turned to the girl seated next to her, “are you going to class today, or are you skipping again?”
“I’m going!” Alice trilled out, standing up with a grace I hadn’t expected. While Rosalie’s grace was pure elegance and Bella’s was a quiet slide across the floor, Alice’s walk was a dance, light and lithe through the crowd. I felt as if I were watching a ballet, my eyes trained on the star performer as she wound around other students in her way, avoiding them with ease.
“You ready?” Bella’s eyes were on me again, her lower lip caught between her teeth. That curiosity that had marked her expression through the whole lunch period was replaced by something else. Was she… shy? Why would she be shy? I was the one who should’ve been shy.
I smiled back at her, just the tiniest motion of my lips. “Let’s go.”
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