Unfortunately there was another week of exams to suffer. Again, Edward locked me in my room and wouldn’t let me leave unless I needed a human moment. Now, I wouldn’t have minded if Edward had locked me in my room alone with him but we were doing more revision which I did mind. I could think of other things I’d rather be doing with Edward in my locked bedroom.
“Can you please focus on this past exam paper, Kayla?” Edward scolded me when my mind strayed to more fun things my imagination told me I could be doing.
“Edward, I’m bored!” I threw my pen down on the desk. “I have to stop revising or I will go insane!”
“Do you want to pass your exams?” Edward asked.
“Of course I do but this is not the way to do it. You can’t lock me up in my room all day and shove revision down my throat. I need a break!”
“You do get a break.”
“When I go to the loo!” I shouted. “That’s the only time! I’m going downstairs to watch some TV.”
I scraped my chair back and stalked to my bedroom door. Edward beat me to it.
“I’m trying to help you,” Edward said. “I want you to get the best result.”
“Why are you even bothering helping me revise?” I asked. “You can tell me the answer in the exam.”
“I want you to achieve this on your own. You are very intelligent.”
“If I was intelligent I wouldn’t be in this mess.”
Edward tried to look strict but failed when I turned angry.
“Kayla, just try and do a little more.”
I folded my arms across my chest.
“No.”
Edward sighed.
“Fine,” he grumbled. “On your head be it.”
I pushed him aside and nearly sprinted down the stairs. I collapsed on the sofa and turned on the TV. I had only just switched to the Disney Channel (yeah, I like to watch Phineas and Ferb, so what?) when there was a knock on the door.
“For God’s sake,” I muttered. “I finally get to sit down and watch Phineas and Ferb and someone decides to knock on my door. Great.”
I grudgingly got to my feet and wrenched the door open, prepared to grumble and complain and the stupid annoying person who had interrupted me. I caught sight of his bright blue eyes and I could think of nothing but compliments for the person.
“Hi,” Mitchell smiled dazzlingly at me. “I thought I would come round and say hello.”
“Hi,” I said, all common sense evaporating from my head. “You’re Mitchell.”
“Yes I am.” He laughed at my stupidity and I wanted nothing more than to throw myself at him and kiss his gorgeous lips. “And you’re Michaela.”
I nodded, my eyes locked on his.
“Are you going to invite me in, Michaela?” Mitchell asked, politely but persuasively. His voice sounded commanding but that might just have been my mind telling me to let him in.
I stepped aside to let him pass. As he did, his hand brushed against mine and I felt that electric shock again just like last week.
“Charlie not here?” Mitchell walked through to the living-room while I closed the door.
“No,” I called to him. “He’s at work.”
“Good.”
What the hell is going on?
I almost screamed when I heard Edward’s voice in my mind. I think I forgot he was in my bedroom.
Nothing, I replied hastily. Just a friend came round to say hello.
Mitchell. Edward’s voice came out like a growl.
In less than two seconds, Edward was beside me. His eyes weren’t as golden as last week. They were darkening again, going to black. He needed to hunt again but he could control his thirst for at least another week. But lack of food made men grumpy. And lack of animal blood plus jealousy equalled one very grumpy vampire.
“What is he doing here?” Even in a whisper Edward’s voice came out in a snarl.
“Just to say hello,” I answered. “That’s all.”
“He can say hello on the doorstep. Why is he in the house?”
“I don’t know,” I replied. “He asked ‘are you going to invite me in’ and I let him in.”
“Was there a reason for letting him in?”
“I don’t think so.” I was confused now. Why had I let Mitchell in? It’s not like we were best friends and he came round my house everyday. It wasn’t like he was my boyfriend and we spent a majority of our time in my room. So why had I let him in?
Kayla, I don’t think you can trust Mitchell.
Why? He’s not done anything wrong.
He confused you.
People confuse me all the time.
That’s true but you always work things out. He’s confused you big time. You don’t even know why you let the guy into your house.
I do so! I let him in because...because...because...
No one’s ever done that before. Not even me. Like I said, you’re very intelligent.
And you’re jealous.
Edward didn’t know what he was talking about. He had only met Mitchell once and immediately disliked him because I thought he was gorgeous. Edward’s just jealous. I could make my own decisions about people and I decided that Mitchell was trustworthy. Edward could go back to revising if he didn’t want to talk to Mitchell.
If I go back to revising you’re coming with me.
I ignored him and walked into the living-room. Mitchell was sitting on the sofa and laughing at Phineas and Ferb.
“These guys are crazy,” Mitchell laughed to me. “They just built a big massive haunted house in their back garden to cure Isabella’s hiccups. And Perry the Platypus is the best pet ever! He’s a secret agent too! Isn’t that hilarious?”
I laughed at him. This guy was amazing. He was like nearly nineteen and found a kids’ show funny. Most guys that age wouldn’t be caught dead watching the Disney channel.
I sat next to Mitchell and immediately Edward was next to me and his arm was around my shoulders, clearly telling Mitchell that I was his.
“So Michaela,” Mitchell said, smiling at me. He never did stop smiling at me. “Why aren’t you studying for your exams?”
“That is a very good question, Mitchell,” Edward said. “She should really be revising. Come on, Kayla, back upstairs.”
“I’m having a break from revising,” I said firmly. “Why don’t you go upstairs and revise, Edward? You have exams too.”
“Yes, Edward,” Mitchell smiled warmly at Edward, his blue eyes focused on Edward’s eyes. “Go upstairs and revise.”
Edward’s arm twitched and he moved as if to stand up but then his whole body stiffened.
“I think you should go, Mitchell,” Edward spoke low and threatening.
I knew that voice. Edward was not happy. He considered Mitchell a danger. But what kind of danger? A danger that threatens my life or a danger that threatens to steal me?
I looked sideways at Edward and saw his eyes were full of hate and fury. If he wasn’t careful he would show the whole world that vampires existed.
“I don’t understand, Edward,” Mitchell sounded confused. “What have I done?”
“You came here,” Edward answered. “Now get out.”
“Hold up,” I said. I shrugged away Edward’s possessive arm. “I will say who leaves my house. And I say that Mitchell doesn’t leave.”
“Fine,” Edward stood up. “I will.”
He turned on his heel and left the living-room.
“No Edward, wait!” I stood up and followed but he was already gone. I could hear the engine of his Volvo fading fast down the road.
“Damn it!” I shouted, smacking the door in anger.