Dusk (A Gay Twilight FanFiction)

2. OPEN BOOK

2. OPEN BOOK

That night I dreamt of falling into the abyss; swallowed completely in angry darkness.

It wasn't raining today, but the sky threatened me with the potential.

Meagan seemed to have claimed me as her new friend, and walked with me around and between classes all day. She sat with me in English, and Emily sat behind us and made sure to be apart of any conversations. And then at lunch Andy's group of friends and Meagan's decided to pull their two tables together to make one big congregation of people, with me in the middle. I was quite embarrassed by this, but no-one was staring quite so much today, which was a big relief for me.

My new arch enemy, Mr. Varner, called on me during Trig while I wasn't paying attention, and after giving the wrong answer, several people laughed. I wanted to crawl under my desk and never come out.

Volleyball didn't fair any better than yesterday. Not only did I accidentally smack the ball into the back of my teammates head, I copped it right in the forehead only minutes later. I tried to excuse the blush on my cheeks to the ball. My height seemed to make me a target. Or maybe I was just a beacon for violence.

Edward Cullen was absent.

After my nightmares, I woke up with a sense of dread at seeing him again. All morning I'd been dreading Biology. I'd had no idea if I would be able to muster the courage to confront him or not. I'd never been in this kind of situation before. I was pretty sure if it turned into a fight in the parking lot – especially if he got his brothers to help him out – I would get my butt kicked. I was going to avoid a fight at all costs.

But when I walked into the cafeteria it seemed like that wasn't going to matter. I tried not to look right away, but couldn't avoid noticing them when I took a seat at the table. My eyes wandered over there completely on their own.

Four, not five, sat at their secluded table. Pixie, blonde, two college guys... no reddish-brown hair. No abyss eyes glaring back at me. I let out a sigh of relief. Could I hope he would be absent from class as well?

Our shared lab table was empty when I arrived. Meagan sat on the edge of my desk for a while chatting away about something I was barely listening to. I was too busy staring at the classroom door, paranoid that at any second Edward Cullen would walk in and claim his seat next to mine.

Mr. Banner told everyone to be seated, but Meagan hesitated at my shoulder, seeming reluctant to go. Finally, she gave me one last big smile and scurried off to her seat. I glanced over at the empty space next to me, reluctant to relax in case he still showed.

Could it be that he had died in his sleep?

That didn't explain why the rest of his family were here though. But a boy could hope.

As I was pulling my monster truck out of my parking space and into the long line of cars waiting to leave school, I noticed the Cullen's again. Only the four of them – my lab partner still MIA – were getting into the only new and expensive car in the whole car-park, a shiny new silver Volvo. I only knew what it was because one of my old friends back in Phoenix's dad had a similar model.

Of course, all four of them looked over at the noise of my truck as I rolled past. I kept my eyes forward, determined not to meet their gaze. I didn't want to see his eyes staring back. And seeing them had set off my mind involuntarily thinking about him, again.

Why did my brain do this to me?

He wasn't at school for the rest of the week, either. I refused to think his name, hoping that would help prevent me from thinking about him at all. It didn't.