When we are young
We are told stories of brave Princes and beautiful Princesses.
We are told all about how Epic and Euphoric love is.
And in a way, It is.
But they always seem to forget something.
Love is Dangerous.
Love is Explosive.
A bomb of...
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A room of black-topped lab tables. Two people per table. Mike led Bella and Evelynn into the room. Mike takes his seat and points her toward the Teacher. Mr. Molina at the head of the class. Evelynn smiles at him before they walk towards the teacher.
Bella's eyes find Edward. The boy glaring at her frustrated as They Walk pass a fan. Bella's hair blows as she walks. Edward inhales then abruptly stiffen, freezing in his seat as he grabs onto the edge of the table, the wood breaking under his force. Yet no one notices.
Mr. Molina takes the girls class slip, signing the paper. "Welcome, Girls. Follow along as best you can till you get caught up." The man tells them before gesturing to the only two seats. One beside Edward and the other behind him.
They nod and walk towards the seats. Evelynn moving to the one behind him while Bella sits beside him. He slowly looks up at her, his eyes coal black with repulsion, fury. If looks could literally kill.
Bella hesitates before she slinks reluctantly into her seat. Edward jerks away from her to the extreme edge of his chair. Evelynn Glares at him. Her eyes watching his every move. "Today we'll be observing the behavior of planaria, a.k.a flatworms." Mr. Molina announces.
He moves around the class. Setting down two petri dishes per table. "We're going to cut them in half, then watch them regenerate into two separate worms." He tells them. Bella glances at Edward who averts his face, holding a hand over his nose as if he smells something horrible.
The brunette glances back at Evelynn. The demigoddess still glaring at Edward as she takes the petri dish from her Partner. Bella, shrinking, subtly sniffs the air, smells nothing. Then she sniffs her hair. It's fine.
"Yes, folks, zombie worms! They just won't die." Mr. Molina exclaims. Edward takes a dish, then slides the second one across the table to Bella as if she had Ebola. She takes her dish and makes a dark curtain of her hair between them.
Evelynn hesitates before beginning her assignment. Occasionally glancing up to Bella and the strange boy. Edward could hear her thoughts. And he was somewhat terrified of the vivid images of his death that were going on in her head.
His fear growing as he sees her face, which held a kind smile he couldn't tell was fake. As soon as the bell rang the Cullen bolts out of the room. Away from Bella's smell and Evelynn's murderous thoughts.
The demigoddess doesn't dwell on the asshole as she grabs her bag. Waiting for Bella before the two loop arms and walk side by side. "Do I smell bad?" Bella asks. Evelynn sighs as she turns to her. stopping her walk.
"Izzy. You smell fine, you're wearing my Perfume." Evelynn tells her. Bella smiles softly as Evelynn shakes her shoulders. "He's just a dick with some serious problems." The demigoddess states before turning.
