t； too impatient for conversation。 I wasn t in a very good mood tenser than I let any of them see。 Only Jasper was aware of how tightly wound I was； feeling the stress emanate out of me with his unique ability to both sense and influence the moods of others。 He didn t understand the reasons behind the moods； though； and since I was constantly in a foul mood these days he disregarded it。 Today would be a hard one。 Harder than the day before； as was the pattern。 Mike Newton； the odious boy whom I could not allow myself to rival； was going to ask Bella on a date。 A girl s choice dance was on the near horizon； and he d been hoping very much that Bella would ask him。 That she had not done so had rattled his confidence。 Now he was in an unfortable bind I enjoyed his disfort more than I should because Jessica Stanley had just asked him to the dance。 He didn t want to say yes；
still hopeful that Bella would choose him （and prove him the victor over his rivals）； but he didn t want to say no and end up missing the dance altogether。 Jessica； hurt by his hesitation and guessing the reason behind it； was thinking daggers at Bella。 Again； I had the instinct to place myself between Jessica s angry thoughts and Bella。 I understood the instinct better now； but that only made it more frustrating when I could not act on it。 To think it had e to this！ I was utterly fixated on the petty high school dramas that I d once held so in contempt。 Mike was working up his nerve as he walked Bella to biology。 I listened to his struggles as I waited for them to arrive。 The boy was weak。 He had waited for this dance purposely； afraid to make his infatuation known before she had shown a marked preference for him。 He didn t want to make himself vulnerable to rejection； preferring that she make that leap first。 Coward。 He sat down on our table again； fortable with long familiarity； and I imagined the sound it would make if his body hit the opposite wall with enough force to break most of his bones。 So； he said to the girl； his eyes on the floor。 dance。 Jessica asked me to the spring That s great； Bella answered immediately and with enthusiasm。 It was hard not to smile as her tone sunk in to Mike s awareness。 He d been hoping for dismay。 You ll have a lot of fun with Jessica。 He scrambled for the right response。 Well he hesitated； and almost chickened out。 Then he rallied。 I told her I had to think about it。 Why would you do that？ she demanded。 Her tone was one of disapproval； but there was the faintest hint of relief there as well。 What did that mean？ An unexpected； intense fury made my hands clench into fists。 Mike did not hear the relief。 His face was red with blood fierce as I suddenly felt； this seemed like an invitation and he looked at the floor again as he spoke。 I was wondering if well； if you might be planning to ask me。 Bella hesitated。 In that moment of her hesitation； I saw the future more clearly than Alice ever had。 The girl might say yes to Mike s unspoken question now； and she might not； but either way； someday soon； she would say yes to someone。 She was lovely and intriguing； and human males were not oblivious to this fact。 Whether she would settle for someone in this lackluster crowd； or wait until she was free from Forks； the day would e that she would say yes。 I saw her life as I had before college； career love； marriage。 I saw her on her father s arm again； dressed in gauzy white； her face flushed with happiness as she moved to the sound of Wagner s march。
The pain was more than anything I d felt before。 A human would have to be on the point of death to feel this pain a human would not live through it。 And not just pain； but outright rage。 The fury ached for some kind of physical outlet。 Though this insignificant； undeserving boy might not be the one that Bella would say yes to； I yearned to crush his skull in my hand； to let him stand as a representative for whoever it would be。 I didn t understand this emotion it was such a tangle of pain and rage and desire and despair。 I had never felt it before； I couldn t put a name to it。 Mike； I think you should tell her yes； Bella said in a gentle voice。 Mike s hopes plummeted。 I would have enjoyed that under other circumstances； but I was lost in the aftershock of the pain and the remorse for what the pain and rage had done to me。 Alice was right。 I was not strong enough。 Right now； Alice would be watching the future spin and twist； bee mangled again。 Would this please her？ Did you already ask someone？ Mike asked sullenly。 He glanced at me； suspicious for the first time in many weeks。 I realized I had betrayed my interest； my head was inclined in Bella s direction。 The wild envy in his thoughts envy for whoever this girl preferred to him suddenly put a name to my unnamed emotion。 I was jealous。 No； the girl said with a trace of humor in her voice。 dance at all。 I m not going to the Suddenly； I was Through all the remorse and anger； I felt relief at her words。 considering my rivals。 Why not？ Mike asked； his tone almost rude。 tone with her。 I bit back a growl。 It offended me that he used this I m going to Seattle that Saturday； she answered。 The curiosity was not as vicious as it would have been before now that I was fully intending to find out the answers to everything。 I would know the wheres and whys of this new revelation soon enough。 Mike s tone turned unpleasantly wheedling。 Sorry； no。 Bella was brusquer now。 longer it s rude。 Can t you go some other weekend？ So you shouldn t make Jess wait any Her concern for Jessica s feelings fanned the flames of my jealousy。 This Seattle trip was clearly an excuse to say no did she refuse purely out of loyalty to her friend？ She was more than selfless enough for that。 Did she actually wish she could say yes？ Or were both guesses wrong？ Was she interested in someone else？
Yeah； you re right； Mike mumbled； so demoralized that I almost felt pity for him。 Almost。 He dropped his eyes from the girl； cutting off my view of her face in his thoughts。 I wasn t going to tolerate that。 I turned to read her face myself； for the first time in more than a month。 It was a sharp relief to allow myself this； like a gasp of air to longsubmerged human lungs。 Her eyes were closed； and her hands pressed against the sides of her face。 Her shoulders curved inward defensively。 She shook her head ever so slightly； as if she were trying to push some thought from her mind。 Frustrating。 Fascinating。 Mr。 Banner s voice pulled her from her reverie； and her eyes slowly opened。 She looked at me immediately； perhaps sensing my gaze。 She stared up into my eyes with the same bewildered expression that had haunted me for so long。 I didn t feel the remorse or the guilt or the rage in that second。 I knew they would e again； and e soon； but for this one moment I rode a strange； jittery high。 As if I had triumphed； rather than lost。 She didn t look away； though I stared with inappropriate intensity； trying vainly to read her thoughts through her liquid brown eyes。 They were full of questions； rather than answers。 I could see the reflection of my own eyes； and I saw that they were black with thirst。 It had been nearly two weeks since my last hunting trip； this was not the safest day for my