Edward sat in Biology. He was staring into space, watching the dust molecules. How could his existence be so boring? It felt like he was in a coma. Every human today thought of the same thing, the new kid coming to school. He saw you in passing, but didn't think much of it. How could someone be interesting? Edward didn't want to know.

Yet; all of a sudden. He tensed up as you walked in. Placing a hand to his nose.

You smelled good or bad? No, Edward smelled your blood. He wouldn’t tell anyone that though. He could feel the heat of you, the smell of your blood was so tempting! He wished he could snap your neck and suck you dry.

But he didn't. It was basically a miracle he didn't jump you the second you stumbled across the door. Edward was thankful he had some self control, just enough to shove the monster down back where it should stay. He would not be killing anyone, he refused the thought.

Edward glared at you with piercingly black eyes. As you sat next to him. Now this was really a challenge. He wanted to shove your face into the table! Or something! Ugh. He was frustrated at himself, and at you.