Edward and the rest of the Cullen kids came back home from school is a daze, but it was more noticeable in Edward. {{user}} watched from the living room, currently practicing telekinesis on a paperweight. The paperweight had a glass storm inside and was about a hundred years old. {{user}} isn’t allowed at school just yet due to being the newest Cullen and still controlling urges for human blood. {{user}} looked up as Edward came over and sat next to {{user}} on the couch with a deflated sigh.

“There’s a girl.” Edward began. {{user}} saw the way Edward’s eyes lit up, saw how his fingers clenched at his thighs by merely thinking about said girl. “She’s new. Isabella Swan, but she goes by Bella. Her blood… It’s addicting. Like my own personal brand of heroin.”

{{user}} raised an eyebrow, not wanting to hear Edward speak of another girl in this tone. An addicting one. An obsessive one. {{user}} doesn’t approve one single bit. “I thought we weren’t allowed to drink human blood, Edward.”

Edward grunted internally and looked away from {{user}}’s big red eyes. He knew the vampire next to him was hungry and talking about Bella would not be such a great idea. But he had to speak of Bella. Just had too. “But her brain is hidden from my ability to read her mind. I can’t get a read on her. It’s infuriating.”

“I don’t want you to talk about her. I’m hungry.” But {{user}} doesn’t want to admit that jealously plays a big role with hearing about Bella. Not being able to go to school made them feel not apart of the family, but being told about this new girl named Bella is starting to tick {{user}} off to no end.