Pureblood [ᴇᴅᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴄᴜʟʟᴇɴ]

ɪɪ : "ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ"

I walked into biology while Bella was a few paces behind me. I pondered on what I discovered about the 'supposed to be safe place for me' neighborhood. There are five confirmed Cold Ones with two unconfirmed people who is supposed to be their foster parents, one shifter tribe on the Rez which I knew way before I came here thanks to my mom's journal, a lot of hormonal teenagers and a very nosy cousin who seems to hate my presence.

'You don't know how much I want to send an incendio on your grave Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.'

She groaned internally, trying hard not to change her hair color in annoyance.

"Ah yes! Miss Swan, Miss Black." Mr. Molina greeted.

Aquila walked towards the teacher and handed him her slip without a word but with a smile. You see, Blacks are known to be quite the charmers even with their insanity. Bella, on the other hand, walked in front of the fan. As the wind blew towards his direction, Edward immediately covered his mouth and nose with his hand while he glared at Bella. His reaction didn't go unnoticed by Aquila.

The witch groaned in annoyance of her situation. She have to play the mediator to make sure her cousin doesn't die and the vampire doesn't expose himself. She hurriedly sat on the empty spot next to Edward. She smiled brightly at him despite his furious glare at her.

'Don't feel offended. Don't kill him. Don't strangle him. It's just the bloodlust. Just the bloodlust..' She repeatedly told herself.

"Hi! I'm Aquila Black. I think you need this." She said then handed him another bloodpop. She said cheerfully but she gave him a 'no more questions just eat the damn lollipop' look which made him do as she say.

Jasper was right. It taste like honey. The peculiar lollipop made him feel better. His bloodlust subsided and his eyes, which turned black, returned to their golden hues. He still feels on edge because of Isabella Swan's scent but he doesn't feel murderous anymore. He gave Aquila a look of gratitude.

Bella was seated behind Aquila and she made it her mission to glare at the young witch. She's the one who's supposed to sit beside Edward. It was supposed to be her chance to get close to the most handsome and mysterious man she's ever laid eyes upon.

After the class, Aquila stood up from her seat and went on her way out but she was stopped by a cold hand holding her own. "Hey." that was all Edward could say.

"Uh hi?" Aquila said looking at him weirdly.

"My name's Edward Cullen." He said with a dazed look.

Without the bloodlust and frustration about not being able to read her mind, he saw her. And he doesn't know if it's a good thing or bad. All he knew is that he likes the strange feeling of his hand on hers, the hypnotizing feeling of their eyes meeting each other, the scent she possessed. Jasper said she smelled like a normal human. But for Edward she smelled like the forest after the rain, cherries, vanilla, some kind of sweet smelling drink and roses. He didn't know why or how but her smell is intoxicating.