[Forks High]
~AYAME'S POV~

As Edward and I were walking through the halls, I could tell he was tense about something. I turn my attention to him as we kept walking. "Edward, what is it?" I ask. "Is something wrong?"

He shakes his head.

"Edward, I don't need Jasper's gift to know that something is up. Is it something so bad that you're worried about how I'll react, or is it something really lame?" I ask, hating that he knows things that I don't, even though I don't have his gift.

"It's nothing bad." He says, still hesitating.

"Then what's got you tense?" I ask curious. "Or do I have to tempt you with another 'fashion show' to get you to talk?"

Edward's eyes widen, knowing I had him. As the years pass since I met Eleazar and managed to control my siren gift, I didn't need it to have Edward in the palm of my hand. Hating the thought of using my gift for selfish reasons, I found another way to pleasure him, or rather help with his urges.

Ever since I found out about him fighting his urges with our bond, I felt bad that he was suffering, even though he told me it wasn't bad. A few months after he proposed to me, Alice helped me with this idea I came up with. Since we are waiting till after high school to get married and for him to fulfil our bond, if you know what I mean, I wanted to make sure that he wasn't suffering or feeling pain due to the both of us being patient. Alice temporarily blocked her mind as she took me shopping for some 'special clothes'. Every now and then, I would model them for him which helped with his temptation control. Every time, I would fall asleep in the clothing after a heavy make out session.

"As much as I would enjoy that, I'll tell you." Edward says, I knew he wanted it anyway. "All the humans are thinking about the new girl and how she is..." He whispers to me.

"What?" I question.

"They all think she's pretty," Edward paused, "I've seen her through their thoughts of her, she's not all that pretty like they think she is." He explains.

Tilting my head in confusion, he saw my blank expression.

"She doesn't compare to you, my Ayame. Just like all the other girls in the world." Edward states, giving me a loving look in his eyes.

"I feel the exact same. No boy could ever make me feel loved the way you love me." I smile at him, which he gratefully returns.

Pulling him into a kiss, we could hear the humans nearby giggling at us. They think of us as a cute and ideal couple, like Hades and Persephone, but minus the whole myth kidnapping part of the story of how Hades kidnaps Persephone and they eventually fall in love. When I pull away, we head to the cafeteria from outside, we heard the new girls voice when Rosie opened the door.

"That must be her," I say noticing her, "You were right. She's not really that pretty. She's almost as pale as Rosie and Alice. And I don't mean to say it rudely, but it's not a compliment." I whisper the last part knowing they could hear me.

Edward and the boys laugh as I knew Rosie and Alice smiled at my words.

~THIRD POV~

"Those are the Cullen's." Angela says, looking over in their direction. Jessica cleared her throat, activating gossip mode.

"Dr. and Mrs. Cullen's foster kids." Jessica starts. "They all moved down here from Alaska a few years ago."

"They kind of keep to themselves." Angela adds.

"Because they're like together." Jessica cuts Angela off, "Like, together-together. The blonde girl, Rosalie, she is with the big dark-haired guy, Emmett."

Bella gazes at the long blonde hair, model figure girl, Rosalie. Rosalie was proud to know that her beauty was beyond compare of an average beautiful human. She was never ashamed of it. She walks alongside, big, buff, but kind-hearted, Emmett. His build resembled that of a WWE superstar, although if they did try to fight Emmett, they would sadly lose.

"They're a thing. I'm not even sure that's legal." Jessica says.

"Jess, we've been over this, they're not actually related." Angela reminds her for the up-teenth time.

"But they live together." Jessica shots back.

"If that was the case, I'm sure Charlie would have gotten some kind of report." Bella states.

"Anyway. The little dark-haired girl, Alice, she's really weird." Jessica says.

On cue, Alice and Jasper walk in, hand in hand. Alice was happily walking with a bounce in her step as Jasper kept up with her pace. As much as he loves his mate, Jasper would rather be anywhere else than surrounded by humans, since his blood thirst is still a little new. His siblings knew he was strong, but they still worry they might get exposed.

"She's with Jasper, the blonde kid who looks like he's in pain. Dr. Cullen's like this foster dad/matchmaker." Jessica finishes.

"Maybe he'll adopt me." Angela smirks as she jokes.

Bella softly chuckled. Then, another boy and girl walked into the cafeteria. The boy was giving off a dark brooding vibe, full of mystery every time he enters a room. He stood strong but gave off a loving aura due to the girl walking beside him.

The girl as just as beautiful as her siblings, even though she has a bit more of a tan than them. Her Asian/Korean features were enhanced, her beauty relished then the other Cullen's. Edward smiles at her as she ignores the other boys around her. She didn't care she was in a room full of people, as long as she had Edward by her side. Bella couldn't take her eyes off of them both, feeling really attracted to them both.

"And them?" Bella asks.

"That's Edward Cullen and Jade Hope." Jessica answers.

"She has an American name?" Bella asks, surprised.

"She does. Plus her Korean name she was born with. It's Ayame Jade Cullen in her school files, but to anyone else it's Ayame Jade Hope." Angela explains.

Suddenly, Edward glanced over, as if he heard Angela from across the room. 'Which he did'. His eyes met Bella's. He seemed confused, but also shocked and surprised. Embarrassed, Bella quickly looks away.

"You sound as if you know her?" Bella questions, hiding her out-of-nowhere jealousy.

"Ayame and I had a few assignments, we were paired together. She's a bit shy at first but once you get to know her she is like a sweet but flustered angel." Angela answers.

Across the room, Edward smiles at how Angela spoke about his mate. It is true, during the years before Bella arrived Angela and Ayame were paired up in art class. Though Angela never came over, they went to Angela's place. Thanks to those assignments, Angela was Ayame's first human friend. Though the family was concerned, Ayame knew that, they were grateful that Ayame could blend in and make friends.

"They are totally gorgeous, of course. But apparently, no one has ever shown love like they have. You should know, Edward never strays from Ayame. Like, ever. Edward won't leave Ayame. Like I care." Jessica scoffs.

"You do, you little skank. I had to push you away from Edward when you asked him out. And right in front of Ayame, of all things!" Rosalie thought angry, even though Edward could hear her.

"Anyway, don't waste your time. Ayame is the only one Edward will love." Jessica says to Bella.

"Wasn't planning on it." Bella replies, lying.

Fighting herself as hard as she could, Bella couldn't resist in taking a peek at Edward and Ayame again. Edward's stare back at her made her feel unnerved. Hiding her face in her hair, Ayame notice Edward was gazing at the new girl. Wondering why his body was tense, her siren gift was going off at her worse.

"Why do I feel this urge to have them both?" Bella thought to herself.

~JASPER'S POV~

I could feel Edward's emotions: confusion, slight anger, curiousness. Gazing over, I could tell he was staring at the new girl. Turning my attention to Ayame, I could feel hers. Fear, nervous, slight panic. Her Siren gift must be trying to warn her about something, or someone.

"Edward?" Alice spoke, earning his attention.

"What?" He looks our way.

"Why are you staring at the new girl?" Alice asks, "Ayame is trying to hide from her."

Edward looks down at Ayame and saw her tight grip on her clothes. He instantly recognized her emotions.

"I don't know why, but I can't hear her thoughts." Edward says.

"Do you really think that matters, or did you forget that she's the Chief of Police's daughter?" Emmett replied.

Rosalie softly growls, Ayame took her hand attempting to calm her down.

"Great, just what we need. A police officer's daughter." She scoffed, irritated. She sent Bella a glare, which made her turn away, finally.

Using my gift on Rosalie, she took a deep breath, and calms down. Focusing back on Ayame, I wanted to know why her Siren gift was warning her.

"Could it be about Bella?" I thought.

"Ayame, do you feel something wrong?" Edward spoke, having read my thoughts.

"Yeah. That girl is giving me a bad vibe, like stalker vibe. Just being in the same room as her is making me feel scared." Ayame answered sinking in her seat.

"I can vouch. She's telling the truth. That girl is making our Ayame feel afraid." I tell them, which made our siblings grip their fists at the thought.

They hate the thought of Ayame feeling uncomfortable. It took us years to help her feel less shy around us. Then when we told her everything, she was stuck to us like glue, not that we minded.

~AYAME'S POV~

I knew when Jasper said that he could still feel my Siren gift warning me. It's been like that for as long as I can remember. Ever since the day my family told me everything. My Siren gift could warn me if something felt wrong.

"Can you not stare at her, please? I know you're trying to see if you can read her, but just, not now. She's giving me bad vibes, and I don't like it." I say, about to cry.

Edward wraps his arms around me, comforting. Thankfully, Jasper steps in and uses his gift on me.

"Anything for you, my Ayame." Edward replies, placing a kiss on my temple.

If you're wondering, let me tell you. My Siren ability used to only draw people in due to my mesmerizing voice. But again, thanks to Eleazar, I was able to control it. Every now and then I use it when I greet people, but I never use it selfishly.

My family used to be affected, but ever since I learned control, I never had to worry about them being affected again, or anyone else. After all, Edward is my mate and I am his. He may be whipped, as my brother's put it, but I'm happy he listens to me. We are 'true mates', and I know deep in my heart that we will cherish each other, forever.

~THIRD POV~

Bella was shown to Biology thanks to Mike. Walking through the door, she notices the room was black-topped lab tables. Two to a table.

Mike got the teacher's attention, letting him know that she was the new girl he was informed of. As she gave him her slip, she saw Edward and Ayame, talking and holding each other's hands, sitting second from the front. The fan then blew against Bella's hair, causing Edward to tense and immediately cover his nose. Ayame turned her head and glares at Bella, as she saw Bella staring at them both.

Bella was confused, wondering if it was her shampoo. A shiver ran through Bella's spine seeing Ayame glare at her. Edward grips the table tightly as Mr. Molina gave her the slip back.

"Welcome, Ms. Swan. Follow along as best you can till you're caught up." Mr. Molina instructed, gesturing her to the only empty seat.

It just happened to be behind Ayame and Edward. Sitting down in the empty chair behind the two Cullen's, Edward stiffened worse. He glances back, revealing to her his black coal eyes. They were full of repulsion and fury. Ayame touched his shoulder, loosening him up a bit. He turns his head away, Ayame leaned her head against his shoulder, Edward's head then leans against hers.

"Damn, if looks could kill." Bella thought, looking back to the front of the room.

Edward kept his eyes only on Ayame, her face smiled back at him.

"How can they be so perfect?" Bella thought, her urge for them slightly getting stronger. Mr. Molina turns back to the class.

"Today, we'll be observing the behavior of planaria, a.k.a. flatworms." He announces, handing out two petri dishes per table. "We're going to cut them in half, then watch them regenerate into two separate worms..." Mr. Molina's voice trailed off as Ayame struggled to understand Biology. Thankfully Edward steps in when she needs it.

As Bella did her work, her eyes kept going back to Edward and Ayame. They were talking lowly to one another. Their eyes only on each other. They did not give a crap to glance Bella's way. Nor did they want to.

"It's fine." Bella thought to herself, unable to convince herself to be true.

"Yes, folks, zombie worms! They just won't die." Mr. Molina said.

"Zombie worms?" Ayame thought to herself.

Edward took a dish, then held his mate close to him. She was giving Edward a loving look, that made him twitch softly. Bella didn't need to see to feel the same as him. The feeling and urge to take Ayame right there, right now. She took her own dish and ties her hair back. Edward clenched his fist under the table, making Bella feel utterly and deeply insecure.

"What is up with him?" Bella thought.

The lesson went on, the bell rings and Edward grabs Ayame's hand as they bolt out the door.

~BELLA'S POV~

As I watch them both bolt out the door, I saw the others exit the class. Looking down the hall, I saw that Edward and Ayame were gone. Exhaling, I headed to the Administration office. As soon as I entered, I almost turned around and left.

Why?

Because Edward and Ayame Cullen were there, talking sweetly to the woman behind the desk. They didn't notice me, again.

"There must be something else open sixth period," Edward says, "Physics? Biochem? Social Studies?"

"No. Every class is full. I'm afraid you'll have to stay in biology." She responded, full of regret.

Wondering why Edward wanted to change class, the administrator looked at me, gesturing for me to wait a moment. Edward slowly turned to glare at me with the same fury dark eyes. Glaring back at him, wanting to know what his problem is.

"It's fine. I'll just... endure it." Edward grunted out, "Ayame, let's go."

"Alright." She nods as Edward took her hand.

"Her voice is so angelic just like her figure." I think to myself, fantasizing of her saying compliments to me.

Walking in the parking lot, I saw Edward lifting Ayame up into the passenger seat of a very beautiful and very expensive black Ford truck. He was running his hands down her legs, as she smiles and giggles at him. Their siblings watched in awe at the scene. Even Rosalie was smiling.

Getting into my truck, placing my bag in the passenger seat. I sat and breathed in and out at how rude Edward Cullen was.. or should I say is.

"I'm going to confront him about what happened. I just have to remember, don't do anything drastic." I thought to myself.

~AYAME'S POV~

When Edward was done with our little moment in the school parking lot, he swiftly stole my keys and got in the driver seat. He was driving quickly as he parks in the garage.

"Edward?" I spoke, getting out as I followed him.

Not saying anything as he locks the truck and tosses the keys onto a key ring. I squeal surprised when Edward picks me up bridal style and sped out of the garage and to our cabin. He opened the door and closed it. I lean against the wall when he set me down, he then kisses me roughly. Eager, I kiss him back as he pulls me close. Lifting me up by my thighs, I cling to him like a koala bear, he walks to our bedroom. I loosen my legs around his waist as he lays me down on our bed, hovering above me.

Pulling away, I take my tank top off revealing a Victoria Secret light blue bra. His eyes never left mine, but I knew he wanted to look. Pulling him back into a kiss, his hands rub from my sides down to my hips. Shocks of electricity were felt from his fingertips as his hands trail down to my thighs. Lifting my hips up, he took off my shorts which revealed my matching underwear set. Edward smiles as he got on top of me and kissed my neck. Letting out my moans, he searched for his favorite spot.

"Edward..." I moan out as he leaned up to kiss my lips.

Taking off his clothes, he looks at me. I couldn't help but rub my hand against his abs. I let out a giggle as he gently rubs his hands up my chest, massaging my covered breast. Unable to keep in my moans, seemed to fuel him. He keeps massaging me, I could feel my womanhood getting hot. When he massages both of my breasts, I felt my lower body twitch.

Before I could let out another moan, he attached our lips together. Kissing back, I could feel one of his hands move from my breasts down to my legs.

"Ayame..." Edward spoke, giving me a look that was asking for permission. I give him a soft nod as he rubs his palm against my stomach and then over my underwear and down my legs. He brushes against my womanhood as he moves my legs apart.

Gently rubbing his hand, I could feel that familiar substance down in my womanhood.

"Already so wet." Edward whispers in my ear as he caressed my breasts back and forth and still rubs me.

"I still don't understand human bodily moments, sometimes. But I can't help but feel this way towards you." I say in a whisper, unable to speak any louder.

"I know we haven't gone further than this. But with your permission." Edward replies. I automatically give him a nod.

Helping me sit up, I took a leap of faith and unlatch my bra and take off my underwear. I instinctively cover myself as Edward had taken off his pants, with his boxers still on. He pulls me into his chest and holds both of my hands, grazing with his fingertips as if he was holding a delicate flower. I lean my head up as we kiss again.

"You are beautiful, don't let yourself think otherwise." He says in between kisses as he trailed down my body.

When he reached down between my legs, I could tell he was hesitant, but as I didn't tell him to stop, he continues. Honestly clueless on what to do, I just gasp in surprise when he kissed my clit and started to lick me. I moan as he didn't let up. My legs twitch as he started to go faster. Something was building up in my stomach, he got tired of the twitching as he used one hand to hold my waist and the other grips my thigh tenderly.

Gasping loudly, I felt something drop out of me. Edward licked it all. Wiping his mouth before moving back above me, he smiled as he placed a kiss across my chest, my neck then pecks my nose.

"As much as I love our romantic moments. Especially this one. What's gotten into you?" I ask.

"I was... I was mad, when Bella walked into the room," Edward answers. "Her blood was calling out to me and I didn't know if I could control myself from killing her."

"Oh." Was all I said.

"Are you okay?" He asks me.

"Yeah. I just.. never knew I could do that." I answer him, shyly trying to hide my face in a pillow.

"It's okay. I can promise you that, that is normal for humans. I'll be right back." He says as he got up off the bed.

Trying to catch my breath, I couldn't help but clutch my legs together, feeling cold. Edward soon returned with some clothes. Sitting me up, he carefully attacked a strapless bra around me, knowing I hate sleeping in bra straps, or braless.

About to put on the underwear, Edward stops me as he pulled out a washcloth and gently rubs it down my thighs and womanhood. Finally able to put on underwear, he then helps me slip on my pj's.

Carefully crawling over and snuggling into his chest, I could feel myself getting tired. But before I could fall asleep, I knew I had to suggest my thought to him.

"If you need to leave to get your thirst under control, I'm sure Eleazar wouldn't mind you going up for a week." I say to him.

"I was actually thinking the same thing. But I didn't want to make you cry by suggesting it." Edward replies.

"Even though it would be the first time we'd be apart, minus the hours you go to hunt, you need to get your control in check." I say to him, not liking the pain that I might feel once he leaves.

"As much as I hate to agree, you are right, my love. The sooner I leave, the better it will be for all of us." He replies, giving me a kiss.

"Pack what you need. I'll text Alice and tell her to get your keys ready. I won't use the truck while you're gone. I'm sure Rosie or Jasper won't mind driving me." I say as he used his speed to pack his travel duffle.

"I hate the thought of leaving you." He said, his bag packed.

I sent the text. "You need this. I hate to agree, but it's true. You only need a week. Then you can race back here to me." I tell him, wrapping my arms around his torso.

"The week will be over before you know it. I promise I will be back before Sat." He replies, hugging me back.

"You better. You know I hate broken promises." I reply taking in his scent.

"You can text me, and I will text back." He says, letting go. I nod.

As we said our goodbyes, I walk him to the door. Watching him walk out the door, then use his speed to disappear into the night. Sadly closing the door, I crawl back into bed and rolled up in the blankets. Missing him already, I close my eyes and try to sleep the night away. Unfortunately, I didn't get much sleep that night.

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