"Bella, wait up!" She heard a husky voice call as she was walking into school from the parking lot. Bella turned on the spot and ran toward her boyfriend.

"Jacob!" She smiled, as he caught up with her. He put his arm around her shoulders as he bent down to press his lips to hers.

"Hey, babe, what's up?" He laughed.

Jacob walked Bella to first class, English, and she hugged him goodbye before he ran off to his class. The teacher began lecturing on easy beginning-of-the-year stuff like direct objects and indirect objects. Bella let my thought wander.

It was the first day of school for Forks High School. Bella had moved to Forks, Washington in her sophomore year of high school and was now a junior. She had met Jacob Black on one of her first days in Forks. His dad was a friend of her dad. They had hit it off and became friends. Everything was so natural with Jacob. He was like the sun to her. Jacob had joined the La Push werewolf tribe about three months ago after he had transformed into a giant russet-colored wolf for the first time. Jacob had disappeared for a month after his first transformation. Bella was worried sick, but when he returned, they were drawn to each other in a completely new way. Jacob said he had imprinted on her. She was the center of his universe. Bella felt the same about him; she could never love anyone else. (A/N: Little irony, anyone? Foreshadowing maybe?)

Soon the bell rang, and Bella went to her next class, smiling at Jake in the hallway on her way. She went from class to class and soon it was time for lunch. She sat with Jake, holding his hand underneath the table. When the bell rang, she walked to biology and sat down at her lab table. She didn't have a partner. She saw a shock of bronze come through the door, and she looked up. This must be the new kid, Edward Cullen, who just moved into town. He was handsome, she thought absently, watching as he talked to the teacher. The teacher pointed to the extra seat next to Bella. He walked towards her and the table and sat down gracefully.

She smiled at him and said, "Hi, you must be Edward Cullen. I'm Bella Swan."

"Hello, Bella," he said smoothly, "Yes, I am Edward." He smiled at her. His strange gold-colored eyes and his smile shocked her; his teeth were a brilliant white, and he seemed almost dangerous. She wasn't scared though, she was more dazzled by his voice and appearance. He stared deep into her eyes, as though he was looking for something in them. She blushed but couldn't seem to break eye-contact with this strange boy.

Finally he looked away, breaking her out of the trance he'd had her under, and she said, "So how do you like Forks?"

"It's excellent," he said in his velvety voice, "I believe I've found exactly what I'm looking for here."

She was confused by what his answer meant, but the teacher started the lecture before she could respond.

Throughout the rest of the hour, she could feel his stare on her. She couldn't look at him, though. If she did, she feared she wouldn't be able to look away. There was definitely something peculiar about him. The bell rang, and she was off to her final class, trying to escape Edward Cullen and the weird feeling she got around him. She couldn't really focus in Pre-Calculus because she couldn't get his face, his voice out of her head. Finally, the final bell sounded, and she ran out toward Jacob's car. While she was waiting for him by her car, she spotted the bronze hair. She looked up to meet his eyes across the parking lot. He smiled at her, and she lost herself and all coherent thoughts.

"Bella?" Someone called from faraway. She couldn't pull herself away from those eyes.

"Bella?" Someone called again; he seemed even farther away. He still held her eyes. She heard a dark chuckle as got in his silver Volvo about 100 yards away from her.

"BELLA!" The voice called again as someone shook her shoulder. He sounded like he was right in her ear this time. She jumped, startled.

"Jacob?" She said.

"Bella, what happened? I called your name five times. It was like you were in some kind of trance." Jacob said with concern in his voice.

"Five times?" Bella asked, somewhat disconnectedly, "I don't know. I guess I just lost my train of thought."

Jacob drove Bella home and when they arrived at her house, she pressed her lips to his; he noticed that she still seemed somewhat absent.

"Bye, Jake, love you. Call me tonight," she said.

"Okay, Bella, I will. You'd better pick up," he smiled, "Love you, too."

She made dinner for Charlie, still unable to get her mind off Edward Cullen. When dinner was ready, she played with her spaghetti, but only actually ate a few bites.

"What's the matter, Bells? You've hardly eaten anything." He stated.

"Oh, I'm just not very hungry, Dad. I haven't really been all-here today, either." Bella said with a faraway look on her face. "In fact, I'm going to bed, night Dad."

"Okay, Bells, I'll clean up the kitchen, you get your rest."

"Thanks so much, Dad," she said, kissing his forehead.

Bella took a shower, and when she was finished, it was dark outside. She curled up in bed, exhausted, but still thinking of the strange way that Edward Cullen had looked at her today. It was full of longing and want, she realized, definitely strange. She soon found herself too tired to stay awake, and she slowly drifted to sleep.

In her dream, a strange voice called out to her. The voice was somehow familiar yet strange, smooth, and hypnotic.

"Bella," the wonderful voice called. "Bella, come to me."

She didn't want to disobey the lovely voice; she couldn't disobey, even if she had wanted to. She would do anything for the voice. The only thing that mattered was that she would do whatever the voice asked her.

In her dream, Bella stood up and walked towards the voice. She knew it was in the woods. She walked, trance-like, down the stairs. She was graceful as she moved; her footsteps did not falter.

"Yes, Bella, come." the voice sounded pleased. She was glad to have pleased the voice.

She entered the thick forest and walked for a long time, though she did not care as long as she would hear the voice again. Soon, she came to a beautiful meadow. She knew this was the place the voice wanted her. She sat down in the grass in the middle of the circular meadow; her movements were still as though she was in a trance.

"You have pleased me, Bella." The voice came from the edge of the meadow.

Bella's head snapped to the left to try to make out to whom the voice belonged. She saw a tall shadow in the trees edging the meadow. Her heart thumped unevenly. She opened her mouth to tell the shadow that she was glad to have pleased him, but he spoke first.

"Shh, Bella. Don't say a word." Immediately, her vocal chords felt as though they were wrapped in something very soft. She couldn't speak, but it wasn't uncomfortable; her mouth was still open.

She looked up, and the young man who owned the voice was on one knee by her side. He was beautiful. His eyes were a lovely deep gold, and his messy hair was a delightful bronze color. His skin was pale, and his muscles were toned.

He stared deep into her chocolate brown eyes, seemingly deep in thought. Then he gently stroked her cheek, causing her to blush a deep red.

"Beautiful," he murmured.

He sat down next to her and pulled her into his lap. She didn't fight him; everything about this and him just felt so right. He was slowly pulling his cool fingers through her hair, and she leaned back into his chest, feeling completely safe.

After about an hour, her head lolled. He stood up, cradling her in his arms with her head to his chest. He laid her gently on the ground and lay down next to her. He pulled her towards him and pulled her chin up, pushing his cool lips into her warm ones. Every touch with him left her tingling in the places he had contacted. Her heart started beating faster, though her eyes remained glazed.

"Kiss me, Bella." The voice commanded.

Then he crushed his lips to hers harder, and she responded, kissing him back. Their lips moved together for a while until she broke away, gasping for breath. But he didn't stop. His cold tongue licked from her lips, down her jaw, along her neck, and stopped at the hollow in her throat. His tongue moved up and down her neck, and she tilted her head back to allow him full access. Her eyes were blank, and her lips were turned up in an absentminded smile. He began to nibble at her neck.

" Mmmm, Bella," He moaned. "It's time you greet your fate, my dear."

He picked her up again, cradling her. She was completely limp in his arms. He bent his head down to her neck and chuckled, deep and lusty, before opening his mouth to reveal sharp, white teeth. She noticed that his eyes were pitch black and watched as his canine teeth elongated. Though she could see what was going on, Bella was not scared and had no desire to stop him. She desired whatever he desired. Her eyes remained glassy.

He placed his cool lips on her throat and tightened his grip on her, holding her immobile, though she had no intention to move from his arms. Suddenly, he pulled back, opening his mouth and sinking his sharp teeth into her warm throat. She felt him sucking hard at the wound. She was content that her blood was good enough for him and would sustain him. After a few minutes, he pulled back and looked into her eyes. She noticed his eyes were a maroon color. He licked his lips, cleaning her blood from them; he bent his head down and licked her wound, sealing it shut with his venom.

He smiled tenderly at her and gently laid her on the ground, and began explaining what was going to happen in the future.

He looked deep into her eyes and his voice took on a hypnotic edge, "Bella, my darling, this is how things are to come to pass. You are to be my companion and helper for eternity. To bestow this gift upon you, I must meet with you twice more to complete the ritual and make you mine forever. You will revoke your love for that vile Jacob Black, and his downfall will come through you. We shall be one and unstoppable together. You will come when I call and do as I command. You will come to love me fully, and I will love you. I will return and call you to myself a second time soon. You are not to let anyone know about me. You will not fully remember what has transpired here until I call to you again in the night."

Bella was completely under his spell. She yearned to help him and for the second time he would call to her.

He picked her up and ran with her cradled in his arms. Soon, they were back at Bella's house. He climbed up to her open window and set her inside on her bed.

"Sleep, Bella." He murmured, "I shall return for you again soon."

She fell backwards and was asleep nearly as soon as he had commanded it. His eyes swept over her sleeping form; he did not want to leave her. He smiled at what she would become and what she would cause to come about for him and for others. He was turning her against the ones she had once loved, the ones who still loved her. He was taking her away from them. He couldn't help but to be overjoyed at the thought.

He walked over to her bed, kissed her cheek, and gently touched the place he had bitten her.

"Soon," He whispered, "Very soon."

Then he bounded out her window and was gone.

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