Is anyone out there? *tumbleweed passes by* *chirping crickets*

Okay, so I know it's been a while, but time gets away from you when you are stressed. This is my last year at college (the British version of college) and my grades will determine if I go to university or not. So everything went on the backburner for a while. But, now it's the last exam season, so I will have ALL the time in the world afterwards, seeing as I don't have anything to do now till September.

And thank you for all the reviews, I do still read them, even if I haven't updated :)

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight and the original idea goes to Darkened-Sun.

They were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, as far away from where I sat as possible in the room. There was five vampires, not talking or eating, though they each had a tray of food, untouched of course, in front of them. I knew they were vampires immediately, of course, but I was lucky, they hadn't seen me yet, not that any of them knew what I looked like as a seventeen year old, or with my human scent. They weren't looking at me like every single other student in this school, so it was safe to stare at them. They looked exactly the same as each time I saw them last. Emmett, with his dark hair and muscles, Rosalie with her golden hair and 'ice queen' attitude, my dear friend Jasper looking uncomfortable – I saw him stiffen when a human walked past, my sweet little Alice with her hair still cropped short, and lastly Edward, with his bronze hair and troubled look. I guess the mind reading got tedious after a while. They weren't looking at each other, and then Alice jumped up and threw away her untouched food.

Jessica, from my Spanish class noticed my staring. "Who are they?" I asked, knowing I wasn't supposed to know them. Edward looked over to us, we locked eyes for a second, and then he looked away. Jessica giggled. "That's Edward and Emmett Cullen, Alice Cullen just left, and that's Rosalie and Jasper Hale. They all live together with Dr. Cullen and his wife." I glanced over to the table once more, and Edward was picking apart a bagel, and his mouth moved quickly, speaking at vampire speed.

Throughout lunch Jessica kept up a one-sided conversation about the Cullen's, such as how they were together together, and things like that. I left before they did, walking with a girl called Angela, a shy but kind girl. We entered and Angela went and sat at a lab table next to a young boy. I recognised Edward, who'd somehow got here before me, sitting on his own. The only one sitting alone.

As I walked towards him, he went rigid in his seat. Merda! (Translate: Shit!) In his coal black eyes there was pure anger, hate, and most of all hunger. I must be his la tua cantante , his singer! This was bad, real bad, and could get ugly at any moment. As I walked down to the desk, I stayed on edge, ready to change back into a vampire if the hunger consumed him. As I took my seat I saw his posture change out the corner of my eye. He was leaning away from me. He was actually restraining himself! This was unheard of in all the vampire world and history. No one could stop themselves from draining their singer dry after having smelt them even once. Even a week old trail is enough for a vampire to search it. Yet here he sat, not breathing, leaning away from me, gripping the side of the table to an extent where it was starting to break.

During the whole class he never relaxed, clenching his fists, not exactly looking as human as he should be, others would certainly be suspicious of his behaviour.
And then the bell rang, making me jump out of my thoughts, and Edward rose quickly, out the door before anyone else was out of their seat, just that slight quickness that humans don't have. Oh if I was a vampire I could turn on my mind reading, see if this behaviour was making too much suspicion. The Volturi would not be happy about this, even if he was sat next to his singer!

I started to slowly gather up my things, blocking the anger from his behaviour, for fear my eyes would well up. In this form it seemed my temper was hardwired to my tear ducts. I cried when angry, a somewhat humiliating and weak response to anger.

On the way to my last class of the day, gym, a stupid, blond haired teenage boy tagged along, chattering on about the weather or something. But his last comment struck through my selective hearing: "So, did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? I've never seen him act like that." I cringed. It was what I thought, others noticed his strange behaviour. I decided to play dumb. "Was that the boy I sat next to in Biology?" "Yes," he said. "He looked like he was in pain or something." Oh, he was in pain alright, like a sore, sore throat on fire kind of pain. "I don't know," I responded. "I never spoke to him." "He's weird. If I were lucky enough to sit by you I would have talked to you." I sort of smiled at him, then walked into the girl's locker, half expecting him to follow me in.

After class I trudged back over to the office to give back the paperwork from this morning. When I walked in, I almost ran straight back out. Edward was there. He was trying to switch out of Biology, the class with me, to anything else, which seemed like a good idea to me. Though for some reason I felt like I didn't want him to. I shook it off at the same time as the door reopened as someone walked in. Edward stiffened as the wind took my scent over to him, and turned slowly to glare at me with hate-filled eyes. "Never mind then," he hastily said as he turned back to the receptionist. "I can see it is impossible. Thank you so very much for your help." And without a second look practically ran out the door.

I went over to the receptionist and handed my slip over. "How did your first day go, dear?" "Fine," I lied. I sat in my truck for a while, just staring blankly. I headed back to Charlie's house fighting tears once again. Fine. Yes, it wasn't fine. I had a feeling things could be about to get worse.

So, I was going to try and write more, but thought this seemed a good ending point, and now I've updated I can focus on exams knowing you guys have something to keep you going just that little bit longer. I feel so bad about how long it's been, it was January! I promise, after exams and the parties are over, writing will be top of the list in priorities :)

Rachel x