I woke to the dull light of Washington. The tree outside my window had its branches clawing to the glass due to the wind. I heard the slate on the roof ruffle a little. Heaving up, I pulled my headphones out and turned the CD player off. I was going to leave this 'vampire theory' alone for now. I mean, come on, it's all a conspiracy. Vampires don't exist. If they do, then so do werewolves and ghosts and monsters. Then again, is it possible that everything is true? Fairytales and horror stories. Is nothing even sane or normal at all?

Masticating the cereal at the table downstairs slowly, staring out into oblivion, I thought deeply. Edward's strength and super speed was...Impossible for any human to be capable of. Clearly he wasn't human, but was he a vampire? Was the evil, bloodsucking Dracula the media made him out to be, actually him? So many questions.

I poured the rest of the cereal in the sink and put my bag over my shoulders and opened the front door. Rain was dripping from the wooden canopy over the porch, and Sauron was wetter than a drowned rat.

I parked up in the school parking lot. As I was walking up the steps to the building where biology was, I got a sudden cold feeling. I turned around instantly to a sound. It sounded like a growl. Like a deep snarl between clenched teeth. My breath was visible in the air, as was my worry. I gasped, but turned around to go into the building, my mind clinging to the fantasies at what the noise was.

In biology, and Edward was staring out the window. When I walked in I hung my coat up and Edward and Mike both instantly looked to me, their faces lighting up as if someone had just lit a candle underneath their chins.

I tried to hide my smile by holding my hand up to my mouth. I sat next to Edward and observed his face. His skin was pale white. It was ice cold all the time. "Good morning, Esto," He said with a flick of his eyelashes.

"No, it's not a good morning," I cried. Edward rolled his eyes humorously. "I mean, have you seen how cold it is?"

He chuckled. His scent wafted around my nostrils, which I greedily sniffed up. "You've got to learn to get used to it."

"I'll get used to it when I get a nice warm coat," I stared at the wall in fantasy, wanting something warm desperately. The coat I have now is thin and doesn't lock in heat and lets the cold in. Sigh...

"So you want a thick, warm coat, huh?" He picked, stroking his chin with his thumb.

"Wouldn't mind one," I leant my arms on the table and heard Edward say 'I see.'

Mr Banner walked in with a big, dusty and ancient TV on a rolling table. Everyone, except me and Edward, cheered. We were having a TV lesson. Great, basically everyone do what you want, but pretend to be watching the TV.

"Now, class. We've finished learning about onion root tip cells," Most of the room applauded. "Now we're learning about the human body."

I instantly glanced to Edward, wondering if he has the human body. He has something in him which just isn't human...

Halfway through class and the blinds were shut and the TV was running some tacky show about the heart. It was any old programme with a British man's voiceover and intervals where certain people specialized in the heart talk about it. Another sigh. Edward and I kept on looking at each other, glancing. He smirked whenever I looked at him, as did I, but I hid it behind my sleeve.

About 3 minutes later he tapped my shoulder. "What?" I said.

"What?" He replied.

"You just tapped me..."

"No, I didn't," He answered, looking sheepish.

"Yes you did," I said, scoffing and smacked him playfully.

He giggled and grabbed my arm, but then gave it back. "You're insane, Esto. But that's the way I like you," Whispered Edward into my ear.

I shuddered and pushed him away, yet literally couldn't help smiling. He saw this and smiled too.

Gym arrived, and Edward walked me to the changing rooms. "Thank you, sir, for walking me to my room," I thanked, using role play.

He acted like a chivalrous knight. "Anything for my heart's companion," We gazed into each others eyes, and he seemed to lean in, but then turned. "I'll see you in the parking lot."

"Okay," I nodded, and smiled.

"Esto!" I heard someone call as I stared after Edward's painfully beautiful body. It was Mike.

"Hey, Mike," I said nodding. He ran up to me, and even though he knew I'd never take him, he still defended me in gym from the descending basketballs.

When I was just sitting on the bench in the colossal gym hall, or sports hall, whatever you want to call it, Angela and Jessica came up to me and sat down.

"Hi," Jessica announced loudly.

Angela just waved and beamed, revealing her gleaming teeth.

"Esto, we were thinking of going up to the woods after school. To find out what killed Waylon. You in?" Jessica said quietly.

Edward would never let me go, seeing it too dangerous. Besides, even if I did agree, he'd know we were going via reading Jess's thoughts. Though, I wanted to go. I had an urge and had to find out this 'Waylon Killer'.

"Sure, I'd be glad to go," I smiled and nodded.

"Awesome, we'll wait for you at the parking lot," Angela confirmed.

But I was meeting Edward at the parking lot after school. I'd have to cancel things at dinner. "Uh, yeah, that's fine."

We talked of nothing of interest after our arrangement. Jess was on about how she found Mike so dreamy. Angela was going on a date with Ben on Friday. And I was alone, no man or date. No charming knight to ride me over the misty horizon to the frosty peaks... I'll just have to make do, though.

The bell tolled for dinner's arrival, and we all buzzed out of English like flies to a blue light. When I arrived in the cafeteria, money at the ready, I saw Edward grin gloriously. His eyes were there typical and alluring butter scotch and his jaw was as per chiselled into angelic perfection. He looked like one of Michelangelo's works. As I chose my food and paid for it, Edward was gazing intently at me. He always seemed to have a smile on his face. When I slipped up he'd laugh. For instance, I gave the woman the wrong amount of money and I could hear him chuckle mischievously in the background. When I turned back 'round he pretends like he's not doing it...Is...is this flirting? I mean, sure, I've read about it, but I'd never think it would happen to me. Why would some beautiful man want me? A kooky, frail gay teenager who only just came to this bleak peninsula? And, on top of it all, why would he be gay? The powers that be must truly be smiling down upon me today.

I got to the table; Edward pinched a chip from my plate and ate it teasingly. "I'm not even hungry," He muttered conspicuously.

"Take as much as you want," I gestured the food with my hands as I nibbled on some celery.

"I don't eat, Esto," He said sternly.

"I know," I took some chips and put them to his mouth. "I just want to be kind," He furrowed his eyebrows, but took the chips from my hand with his mouth. I felt his icy lips against the tips of my fingers and shuddered sensually. I think he did too, as he traced his lips with his finger at where my skin grazed. He smiled like a little boy at Toys 'R Us.

"By the way, um, I'm going to be with Jess and Angela tonight. So, um, yeah, I can't make it at the parking lot. I mean, in fact...No, it doesn't matter," I must have sounded like a bumbling baboon, but I carried on talking.

He nodded acceptingly. "Okay, are you going to be free tomorrow?" He winked and cocked his head to the left slightly.

I was taken aback by his prominent splendour again. I have to stop falling for his gorgeousness! "Uh, sure. Yeah I am."

"Excellent. There's nothing better than spending my time on you, Onesto Swan."

Even though I'd usually cringe at my full name, I didn't. It seemed acceptable coming from his lips. Perfect. Perfect articulation. "That's not true."

"It is," I could tell that he wasn't lying, although he was incredibly good at doing so, there was just something in his voice that said otherwise. "You don't know how much I long to be in your presence."

I sighed with hidden glee, and as much as I didn't want to, I had to change the subject to the Waylon killers. "So, what do you think killed Waylon?"

Edward's face suddenly turned still and serious, like an evil enemy just called his name. "That I don't know. Eat, Esto," He pushed my fries towards me, beckoning for it to be eaten.

"I'm not hungry," I nudged the food back to the centre of the table. I could tell he was nervous. He was tracing the rim of a water bottle with his long, pale finger as a distraction. "Can't you just give me your opinion?"

"No, Esto. I don't have one," His voice was a little bit sterner.

This wasn't a good sign...For him. Because he was raising his voice, that meant I was. "Edward," I scoffed. "It's not that big a deal, I mean, I'm just asking what you think killed him. A bear, a wolf...Or maybe another creature?" I was subliminally referring to the vampire theory.

"What other creature?" He looked to me, his eyes worried. Yet it didn't look worried as though I'd unearth his secret. It looked worried that I'd be hurt. They were protective eyes.

"I don't know," I hid my nervousness, and fear, by laughing. "Maybe a...Vampire." I said 'vampire' very quietly, though he caught on. I looked up for his reaction.

His countenance turned sombre and he went paler than usual. I saw his eyes turn a coal black, but I wasn't afraid. I couldn't be afraid around Edward anymore. He was just too...I don't know. "Vampire? Vampires have got you think, then?"

"Just a theory."

"You don't need to go worrying about them, though," A smile grew on his gorgeous face.

"Why? Is it because they don't exist?" I was serious now, my breathing deep and prodding.

"We should stop talking about this," He said calmly. And it wasn't a denial. I said do they exist or not and he didn't deny.

I was worried.

I didn't want to stop talking about it, but I felt a need to stop. "Okay," I was going to try and act slutty. Yes, you heard right. I mischievously rubbed my leg against his under the table. I saw him give in to a smile. Edward glanced to me with his grin growing. "What was that for?"

"What was what for?" I joked, doing it again.

"Blessing me with your legs," He rubbed his against mine softly, a slight brush if you will. I sighed in delight.

"Mr Cullen, such a charmer," I pretended to fan myself with my hand. I was completely unaware-and not bothered-of Angela, Jessica and Mike's eyes watching the scene unfold.

He cocked his head downward and smirked embarrassingly. "I'm glad you think so."

"Are you going to tell me the truth now?" I threw the charade away instantly.

He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. "You never give in, do you?"

"Not with something like this."

"Like this?"

"Death," That word. So sharp and cutting. It had to be used.

"I trust you," I was incredibly shocked when he stroked my cheek with his finger. "We gotta go to class."

And right after those words emerged from his mouth, the bell went off. I was out of breath from his touch. It happened all the time.

The day dragged, as all of my lessons weren't with Edward. I strolled out of the school with hopes of finding clues. I have to admit, I was a little bit scared. Edward was already waiting by his car, the silver Volvo which saved me in Port Angeles. He was watching me, and not the hundreds of other kids coming out of the institution, with a grin on his face and his eyes narrowed.

I met with Angela and Jessica at her car. "All ready to go?" Jessica asked, tucking her phone into her pocket. Angela was smiling at me. She was so nice.

The forest loomed behind us, perched on a towering mountain. It looked like someone threw a green cape over it used 3-D. "Sure. I just have to tell Charlie," I didn't have a phone. Waste of space if you ask me.

"Does he have a phone?" Angela inquired, referring to Charlie.

"Mm, he does," I nodded.

"Okay, you can ring him off my phone," Jessica kindly offered her phone with her hand. Ooh, flashy iPhone.

"Thanks," I took it off her and dialled Charlie's cell.

"Esto," Angela said. "Edward's looking at you."

I turned as the phone rang and saw him, leaning against his car on the other side of the lot. It seemed that Emmett was trying to talk to him, but he was just gazing at me. He was shrugging him off. How romantic!

"I'm calling the police department, Jess, so..."

"No worries," She answered. I heard her and Angela talk about prom as an icy gust of wind sped down from the mountains.

"Hello?" A man, Alex, answered with a gruff voice.

"Hi, Alex. It's Esto Swan, the Chief's son, um, is Charl-I mean, is my dad there?"

"Oh, hi, Onesto," He always called me that. "Yeah, I'll get him now."

A brief pause. "Esto? What is it? Are you hurt?" He sounded concerned.

"Dad, can't I call you without it being for an emergency?" I chuckled under my breath.

He sighed. "What is it?"

"I'm just calling to ask if it's okay that I go to, um," I looked to Jess for answers. I hardly every lie to Charlie. She mouthed 'my house'. "Go to Jessica's house after school?"

"Of course," My father sounded relieved. "That's fine. Have fun. I'll order some Chinese food."

"Okay, bye. I love you," He exchanged the gesture. When I put the phone down I glanced up to Edward. He gave me a serious look and got in the back of his car as his other four siblings got in.

"Let's jet," I ordered in a badass kind of way.

Traversing through the trees, and we were talking. Of many things actually. "So, who's your favourite musician, Esto?" Angela asked, handing me some water.

"Thanks," I took the water and had a swig. "And I like classical music. Um, I listen to alternative rock a lot."

"Like indie music?" Jess asked.

"Mm-hm, exactly that. What about you?"

"Well I like indie music, too. I like pop, rock, some screamo," Angela said. Jessica also confirmed she liked that kind of music as well.

"I know what I'm getting for your birthday," I joked. We laughed. Honestly though, I would get them something for my birthday. I can already tell that Angela will be there for me no matter what.

About two hours later and we didn't find a thing. As we were walking home though, I saw something. I was behind them and they were talking animatedly. A brisk fog was set at the base of the moss wreathed trunks and the sky was fading into, yes, you guessed it, twilight. The thing I saw worried me. It could have been from Angela, or even me, but I got an inkling that it wasn't. It was a human footprint. Gasping, I took some of the mud where the print was and found it was blisteringly cold. In fact, it was like Edward's temperature. He didn't do the killings, I knew that for sure, but what I did know is that the thing which killed Waylon was the same creature or species as Edward...

"Hey, Esto, hurry up," Jessica called, worried for me as they were quite far ahead and the forest was growing darker.

I planned on not telling them about the footprint.

When we were near the fringes of the forest, about half an hour later, night was here. The lights from Forks could be seen through the trees. Though night wasn't all which was here. Edward turned up. His face was plastered with worry, anger and shock. He rushed right up to me and not the others. "What the hell are you doing in the forest and this time of night?" He bellowed, his voice sombre and empowering. Angela and Jessica were watching the scene unfold.

"We were just getting something, Edward, don't worry," Jessica said, her lips curved into a smile.

The angel didn't even bother looking at them; his gaze was fixed just on me. "Do you know how worried I was? You could have been hurt, or worse, Esto," His eyes lost their anger, and it was replaced with sorrow. I thought he was going to give me a hug, but he glanced at the two girls and stopped in his tracks. They were exchanging looks, Angela was smiling with warmth. Jessica seemed to be smiling but it looked as though she was smiling at Edward's beauty. I was just stood there, my mouth agape and my eyes wide in astonishment. I didn't know what to do. My cheeks were red from the cold or the fact that Edward was worried. "I'm fine," I sighed and nudged past him and tried to make my journey home. Angela and Jessica followed me, with Jess looking back and sending flirtatious looks to him.

He ran up to me. "I'll drive you home. Do you two need a lift, too?" His voice was quite empathetic.

"No, it's fine, thanks," Angela said with gratitude. I saw Jessica give her a WTF look. Clearly she wanted to get into Edward Cullen's car.

I sent him daggers. "No, I can drive myself, Edward." I made my way to the school parking lot, which was always open.

"Then let me come with you," I turned around and saw him stood there. He looked so exuberant. Pleading eyes were fixed on me, his eyes.

I turned my back and he took this as approval. "Bye, Jess, Angela," I nodded and they waved off, watching me drive out of the lot with Edward gazing into me eyes.

"There was no need to be concerned," I confirmed whilst I drove down a lamp lit lane. The sound of Sauron's engine pumped laboriously in the background.

"Yes there was, Esto. When I was at my house, I was thinking of you. And," He paused, looking down. "And I heard Jessica's thoughts and of where you were..."

I turned to him and sighed. I caressed his cheek with my hand and he gave a crooked smile. "What was that for?" He asked cheekily and happily.

I removed my hand from his frozen cheek. "For being caring and so perfect."

I saw him give a gargantuan smile. He faced the window in embarrassment. I rested my hand on his muscled and toned leg. He looked at me with shock on his countenance. I moved it up his thigh and squeezed softly. Edward moaned, but took my hand away. "Not tonight," Those words were quite piercing, but there was nothing more piercing than the things in both of our groins. His was incredibly vast. "Gosh, Edward. Talk about being big down there," I chuckled and slapped his arm playfully.

"Mr Swan," He shook his head. "Such the gentleman."

I laughed and it spread to him. Before I knew it we were both giggling our heads off in the car as my house came into view.

The lights were on and Charlie's cruiser was parked in his spot. "Bye, Edward," I sighed, knowing I'd have to leave him.

"Before you go," He stopped and looked around. "I want you to do one thing."

"Anything," A crisp grin appeared on both our faces.