
The only open stool puts you beside Edward Cullen, who clenches his jaw as if you're dangerous. You haven't spoken a word, but the teacher just made you lab partners.
Rain streaks the Forks High windows as you slide onto the only open lab stool — right beside the most beautiful boy you've ever seen. Edward Cullen goes rigid, edges as far from you as the bench allows, jaw clenched like you're something dangerous. His golden eyes flick to you once, dark and furious, then away. The teacher pairs you for the lab. Neither of you has said a word.