Enchantress [ Twilight OC × OC]

Chapter 3: Classes and Dates

3rd POV

The bell rings, signifying for everyone to get to class. Elijah grabs Lilith's hand, and they walk to first period, which is History. They enter the room and all the banter stops. People stare to look at them, but they ignore them and sit in the back of the class.

Lilith's POV

I sit in my seat, still holding Elijah's hand. I don't ever want to let go. I'm brought out of my thoughts when Elijah breaks the silence between us. "I have a question for you," he starts. I hum in acknowledgment, signifying that my attention is onto him. "Do you want to go on a date tonight?" He asks.

I contemplate about the question. I did want to go on a date with 'Lijah, but I've never been on a date before. Welp, there's a first time for everything. "Yes," I answer with a smile. A wide smile stretches across his face.

"I'll pick you up around 7:30," he says. I nod my head graciously. I take a very long time to do stuff. When I get home, I take a nap, wake up and do homework, and then make dinner for dad. We here the classroom door open to see Edward walk in.

I hate everything about Edward. He tries to act like the leader of the coven when he's not. That fucking bastard. Earlier, he had the oddasity to fucking come up to me, call me hot, and say I'm his mate. Boy, get over yourself.

I would like to kill him

You can't, even though I also want to do so as well

Damn dumb immortal

I nod my head, which confuses Eli. "Conversations with Enchantress," I confess. He nods his head in understanding.

Just as Edweird went to say something, the teacher walks in. "Everyone, settle down in your seats," he calls out. Everyone scatters to get to their seats. This is going to be an interesting day.

TimeSkip

It's finally time for lunch. I sit at the table with the rest of the Cullens, except Edweirdo since he loves taking his poor time. I sat on top of the table in front of Elijah. Everyone is too caught up in conversing, that we don't see Edward make his appearance until he speaks up.

"What is she doing here?" He spats. We all turn towards him. I knew he was talking about me. That's all he ever talks about. I look at him with a smug look.

"Well, she is right here and can answer that question," I say sarcastically. Like, what's up with bitches know days. He glares at me. I glare right back at him with my natural form eyes.