Thin walls don't speak
Twilight Fan fiction by Shareeg
Plot description:
Bella is dating Paul but there is a heartrending secret she keeps that causes anguish. Edward is her passionate English teacher who challenges her. Caius starts school; he is obsessive and peculiar. Bella's life spirals into a dramatic whirlwind of intensity and passion.
Authors note
The stories main characters are Bella, Paul and Caius (as well as Edward & Alice). It is lightly based around twilight; however the characters personalities and or scenarios will differ a little from the actual book we all know and love. With that being said please do not expect everyone to do or say things the way they would if this were the real twilight.
I don't do complete recreations of twilight with my stories because it limits my imagination, I like to start with the twilight basis but utilize my own creativity. So some things will stay the same and others will change (dramatically), keep an open mind. This story will contain mild violence, rated M for sexual nature and some usage or profanity. However this story will have depth, this is not pure smut or anything like that. It's going to be an actual full story; I'm planning 25-30 chapters. I update on a regular basis, reviews are fine and remember to place this on your alerts if you enjoy it.
Chapter One
Bella's Solace
The narrow corner at the end of the hall seems to have become my secret hide out. It's tucked away behind the staircase; the lack of windows in this area causes a dimness I enjoy, this is my solace really. My comfort zone, the place I have called home so many times. The place that caresses and cures my soul because it's my time alone and I hold myself tight.
My arms say you're safe and the obscurity hides all that I keep secret; this is my security net. On the rare occasions when I hear students pass by I feel invaded upon. But they leave quickly and they don't see me. I wonder if they even want to see me, its funny how people can act interested in you but whenever you say or do something different they act all weird about it. With that being the case, do people really want to know each other? Or do people want others to be what they need them to be and if that is the case why are people so selfish?
When I'm around Jessica and Mike this is what I feel, this is what I think about but I don't say it. I smile; I'm always smiling, how are they to know I'm hiding the truth about myself from them. I'm fitting in, I'm being one of them and that is what everyone wants from me. They don't want to know the truth about Bella, it's ugly and deserves to be hidden.
I gather my books and head to class I have to began the act, the show that I put on each day. It's like I'm a puppet and the world, people, they are the puppet masters pulling the strings. You have to be happy, fulfilled and normal that is the rule but the crazy thing is most people aren't.
When I get to class I see Mike Newton standing with Jess and Eric, as well as angela; when they see me Mike nods at me to come over. When I get there I see that Jess has a note in her possession, I wonder about it. Jess is holding it tightly and she has that snobbish smirk on her face, she feels empowered. Now I'm suddenly really curious about the note, I guess she see's my eyes gazing at it because she pulls it towards her chest. Oh how that bitch revels in any sort of supremacy over me, in any sort of way. She wants to tease my curiosity, so I act uninterested and completely ignore the fact that there is obviously a letter in her hands.
"Any one actually finished their English paper?" I ask in an inquisitive sort of way, like I care.
"I didn't even start mine yet, maybe we could team up." Mike says with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"Hello? Don't act like you're not wondering about this letter I found." Jessica blurts out interrupting our conversation.
"Well I assume you want to keep it to yourself." I say casually.
"Well I would but I can't keep this a secret."
"What does it say?" Angela asked.
"It's a letter from that weird girl Alice to our teacher, Mr. Cullen."
"What, Alice wrote him a letter?" I asked seeming shocked; Jessica seemed satisfied with my sudden new found interest.
"Yes and its personal, she addresses him as Edward and it seems like there may be a little fling going on here."
"Give it back to her; I would not want something like that out if I were her." I said defensively.
"She should have taken better care to keep it secret." Jess tucked the letter in her pants pocket and scrambled to her seat. We all scattered as well because Mr. Cullen had walked in and slammed the door behind him somewhat loudly. I sat down next to Angela as we watched him take a seat upon his desk. Edward was the most handsome teacher at the school; he had pale skin and amazing good looks. My eyes seemed to find their way to Alice; suddenly she was fascinating to me. Who was this girl who had a thing with the most unattainable man in this school?
She was looking down, she seemed saddened as her eyes stared down at her feet. Then suddenly she sprung to life and she turned her eyes to me, our eyes met it was weird. It felt natural, like she was someone I knew or liked but I didn't really know her. We warmly smiled at each other with our eyes; the eye contact was broken when I felt someone slam a piece of paper onto my desk.
"Did you even try?"
"Excuse me Mr. Cullen?"
"This paper you wrote, did you try?"
"Yes, I worked hard on that."
"I know you worked hard making it seem as typical and perfect as possible. You know, I'd rather see you get a B on a paper then an A if it avoids being generic. Yes the grammar is great and everything is as it should be but you have no voice. I can't hear you and I damn sure can't see you in this paper. Who are you?"
His last words haunted me and I felt stunned that a teacher cursed at me, how could my perfect paper cause such an offensive reaction?
"I thought it was good." I said defensively.
"No, you think your invisible but I see you Bella; you can't hide from me so don't try. Don't ever try and play dead with me, that shit doesn't work." I could hear other students gasp and laugh, Mr. Cullen was always eclectic with his teaching style. I had heard the rumors about his unconventional ways of teaching. Everyone knew he was crazy but somehow he was never fired, in fact it seemed all the teachers were caught under his spell even the principal. Parents would complain but once they meet him it seemed people feel for him. They understood him and he seemed to have a way of changing people's lives, ideas and prospective.
I didn't get it and I didn't want to, I just wanted to get through the school year but I could see he wasn't going to make it easy on me. This year was going to be long but somehow different. Just then I heard a knock at the door, I felt saved for now. Mr. Cullen turned away slowly as if to say, I'm not done with you and I have not overlooked this, I still see you.
A boy entered the class unhurriedly; his eyes were evocative as they traced the room. His honey blond hair seemed to fall gracefully as it tucked under his neck. The oddest thing was his skin, it was very pale and his facial features were prominent. The boy seemed poised and confident, dressed stylishly he added a sense of glamour to the room. He looked like someone out of a magazine; this boy did not belong here. When his eyes met mine they turned away dismissively like I revolted him are something.
"Welcome to paradise you are?"
"Caius and I assume you are my teacher, right." They stared at each other in a weird way like they both knew something no one else did. I had never seen anyone approach Mr. Cullen in such an impervious way.
"I am your teacher; you can take a seat in the back, alone." Mr. Cullen said that last word like it was so important; he put so much emphasis on the word, alone.
Caius smirked at him in a mischievous way as he headed towards the back of the class, everyone stared at him closely. When he reached me he suddenly stopped it was as if he was frozen. I could see his hand tremble and his leg buckle a little. His eyes turned to me but he didn't move his head, he seemed in raged and hostile. He was flaring his nostrils, I felt trembles' down my spine; I could not breathe.
Suddenly Mr. Cullen walked behind him and grabbed his wrist in a somewhat understanding yet aggressive way. Caius hand seemed to release some pressure and his face expression softened a little. He began to walk but Mr. Cullen stayed close to him walking behind him in a protective sort of way. When Caius took his seat he put his head down.
"Are we okay?" Mr. Cullen asked in a serious way.
"We are." Caius answered him but he seemed antagonistic.
"Are we okay?"
"Yes, were okay now." This time there was honesty in his tone.
"Good because if not, you will be taken care of." Mr. Cullen leaned in close to his face when he said this but Caius seemed cool as a cucumber. I had no clue what the hell just happened, no one did. We were all puzzled by this, was today complete illusory. Were we suddenly on that show called the twilight zone without knowing it? I laughed at my own thought but I didn't realize I laughed out loud until both of them turned to me quickly.
"Is something funny?" Mr. Cullen asked.
"No, I was thinking out loud I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry it's a pathetic emotion, never use that term." He stormed towards the front of the class and I fought the temptation to look at Caius but in my peripheral vision I could see him. His eyes burned my back for the entire remainder of the class. I never turned to face him and I don't know why not but I secretly wanted to confront him.
I didn't see him for the rest of the day so far and that gave me satisfaction of some sort. At lunch time I rushed outside to our tree. The tree that had become me and Paul's sanctuary and he was there waiting. His skin was glowing, Paul was very beautiful. Tall, dark and handsome for sure and he had a temperamental personality. He was fiery and quick to react but also charming and smart. He went to school on the reservation along with the other Indian teenagers. He was close to Jacob Black and Sam Uley, they were like a pact.
Paul smiled at me as I walked briskly towards him then I saw his face expression change, he seemed aggravated. I looked behind me to see what it was that caused this reaction, Caius was standing there blankly staring at us then he walked away. When I reached Paul he hugged me quickly but he seemed distracted.
"Who was that boy?"
"Oh he is new here, his name is Caius."
"Well do me a favor love?"
"What's that?"
"Stay away from that guy there is something not quite right about him, I really wish you could go to school with me Bella."
"No worries, I'm okay at this school. Although, your instincts are always right Paul; that boy he is weird."
"I'm sure he is but enough about that, I'm sure he is probably not going to be around long."
"Why do you say that?"
"No reason, so let's have our picnic." Paul spoke in a playful way as we sat down on the grass eating the spicy turkey sandwiches he had made. Paul made the best sandwiches for me every day and I enjoyed my time with him as we held hands, munching away. We were so comfortable with each other, nothing was forced. You would be surprised at how things began between us; we were once caught in a love triangle with one of his good friends. Now things were good and that friend, Jacob seemed to accept defeat but with Jake you never really knew. I had never seen him give up on anything or anyone.
Okay so that's chapter one, share your thoughts and if you enjoyed this place it on your alerts because I do intend to keep this updated along with my other story the lover. I like to see stories with characters we don't always get to see being written about. Paul and Caius will shine in this story as well as Edward. This story is going to have a lot of plot twist and mystery so no assumptions please, everything that is said and or done has a reason you may not find out till later. This is one story you can not assume to understand immediately. (If you like this then try my story called the lover as well.)
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