Shifting Moon

 I was strangely anticipating math class today; I knew it was my favorite subject, but the class itself was unimaginative and boring. It's no wonder people don't follow math as a career with teachers like this one.

 I was in such a hurry that I forgot to put my headphones on. I had underestimated how helpful they had been previously. I was instantly bombarded with questions about how I managed to stop the Van. I simply replied that it was off balance from the first impact, and I just managed to nudge it enough to tip it over.

 "Anyone could have done it if they hit it in the right spot." Thomas himself having no clue it was actually Edward who used Thomas's action as a diversion to flip the Van from underneath. 

 Finally making it to his classroom he went directly to his desk, making eye contact with no one. He knew that eye contact invited conversation and questions. He quickly sat down and opened his book, but anyone watching would see that he looked toward the door every time it opened.

 He smelled the sweet scent before he saw her, and when she entered the room, he saw nothing but her. She wore a pair of white pants artfully cut open at the knees, and light grey shoes that looked a bit like Vans (Ironically). A light gray and white long-sleeve sweater that hung off one shoulder and her hair was very artfully done. 

 Her lovely bronze hair was parted down the middle and flowed straight until it went past her chin. Then it was an artful mess, curly in some areas and feathered in others. She let it fall partially over her shoulders hiding any skin the sweater was revealing. But still showing patches of white as she moved.

 Thomas forgot to blink as Edythe approached him, well her desk, but he was next to it, he defended himself, against himself in his mind. While Thomas was justifying himself to ... himself, Edythe sat down and looked at Thomas who looked like he was concentrating very hard on something.

 "Good morning, Thomas."

 Thomas turned to look at Edythe, his gaze slightly unfocused "Me... Thomas!"

 Thomas blushed and shook his head and gathered himself. "Good morning, Edythe... You look exceptional today. 

 Edythe looked closely at Thomas and noticed his pupils were dilated and his heart was beating very quickly. Almost as fast as when they argued in the hallway. When what he said registered in her mind, she couldn't help but smile at him. For some reason, his compliments meant much more than anyone else who told her the same thing today, even her family.

 She wanted to see his reaction to her outfit so much that it had been a battle to not show herself to him between his other classes. She now understood a little why Emmett and Jasper made so much effort to see Rose and Alice between classes.

 Edythe didn't know this, but at this very moment, a change had taken place in her mind and heart. At this very split-second, her whole perspective changed just slightly but still very significantly.

 Something unseen and unknown had formed between herself and Thomas, a link that lay semi-dormant for now, but one that would affect their very existence for the remainder of their lives.

-(Alice)-

 Across campus in gym class with Edward, Alice was slightly frightened to see Edythe fade from many of the visions she had of the future. Her presence in some key visions was the only thing that kept her from grabbing Edward and running through the wall this instant to find Edythe and ensure she was okay.

 Once her panic had settled a bit, Alice remembered that Thomas and Edythe had the same class right now. She smiled at the thought that it was only the proximity of Thomas that clouded her visions.

 {Looks like I will be seeing less of my sister for a while}, Alice thought to herself. Focusing on her class, she saw that several of her classmates were looking at her wearily and making more distance than normal between them and her. Alice remembered that humans felt fear at her full-faced smile. She steadied herself and started looking over some more visions to learn if she could see Thomas by looking at those around him, specifically Edythe.

-(Thomas & Edythe)-

 Concentrating on math was just impossible today. The occasional glance that Edythe threw his way made sure he focused on her in case he missed one. He burned her into his memory, every detail he could find by looking at her was another memory he wanted to never forget.

 He quickly reached into his bag, grabbed his sketch pad, and started to furiously draw the vision in front of him. If the teacher had looked his way, then there was no way he wouldn't be able to tell that Thomas wasn't doing math, as fast as the pencil was moving.

 Edythe was lost a bit in thought about how Thomas's every action impacted what she thought and felt. Going back over some conversations and comments she overheard in the past; she suspected that others in her family saw this coming.

 When she thought about how suspicious she was when they started to pay so much attention to Thomas, and finally realized that their attention wasn't nearly as fixated on the boy as hers was.

 She stopped at that moment and looked at Thomas who was writing something rather quickly, she thought about the word 'boy' she used to describe him. {He isn't even 18 years old yet and here she was 104 years old. Talk about a cradle robber}, she said to herself as she looked away from him.

 {How will I tell him what I am, I will need permission from my family because it isn't just my secret that will be exposed. What will this do to Edward who was embarking on his grand plan to ignore Bella starting today? Will my presence in Thomas's life make it more difficult for Edward?}

 {I have so much to figure out on my own. Then I will have to figure it out with Thomas. Oh My God, what if he doesn't want anything to do with me? Will he think I am a monster that feeds on blood? Is this what Edward has been going through this whole time? No wonder he has been such a grouch, even with our brain it's a lot to think about, and we can never stop thinking.}

 Thomas was surprised to see that the smile that had been on Edythe's face turned into a frown that drew her eyebrows down. He turned the page of his book and started drawing again but this time her face was worried, not happy.

 He wondered idly what had caused such a change, but he didn't want to interrupt her, so he kept drawing what he saw. He felt that he could draw her every action for the rest of his life and be happy. The bell rang but Edythe was lost in her thoughts and didn't hear it. The same with Thomas, he was so focused.

 The rest of the class, gathering their stuff and standing, finally broke through to Edythe and Thomas. Thomas quickly put away his sketch pad and books, mustering all his courage, he looked at Edythe who still seemed worried about something.

 "Would you mind if I walked you to the lockers?"

 Edythe's frown went back to a smile in an unseen instant, "I would like that, Thomas."

 This time, when Thomas was walking people weren't staring because of the Van incident but because of who he was walking with. No one had ever been so close to any Cullen during leisure time here at school. They didn't dare stay close for reasons unknown to them. However, many had made the effort to get near Edythe, only to be politely ignored.

 They didn't talk at first, just slowly walked enjoying the sensation of being next to one another. 

 "Who did your hair? It is very eye-catching."

 Edythe smiled, "It was my mother, every once in a while, she likes to spend some quality time with each of us kids. Usually doing something to open us to new experiences and grow as she puts it. I don't usually care for my appearance beyond decency, but I find that being looked at the way you are looking at me right now is very nice." {Thanks Mom, I owe you for this one.}

 "You must thank your mother for me, she is very skilled. Any professional can turn someone plain into beautiful with clothing and makeup. But to turn someone like you who is naturally gorgeous into even more gorgeous is no easy task."

 We stopped at Edythe's locker first and then went to mine, as it was on the way to the lunchroom. "Um... I woke up early today and was bored not being able to work out. So, I reached for my phone to talk to someone and realized that I only had Jasper and Ben's phone numbers from here in Forks. I was. Um... Would you like to take my number or give me yours? So, I don't feel like such a loser, and maybe you could call me, or I can call you too."

 Taking a deep breath I finally collected myself and made a more coherent request. "I know I am rambling here, but I would like your phone number so that I can talk to you outside of school. Maybe we could even meet up and do stuff together?"

 We had just reached my locker when I finally got to the point. After I shoved my books in, I looked over to see Edythe with her phone out looking at me expectantly.