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The Cullens had just left. Bella was at lunch and realized they were never coming. She had lost her first love that she had only known for about six months or so. She had lost touch with her human friends because she considered them inferior to the vampire awesomeness that the Cullens radiated.
Being all sullen and moody, she barely ate anything. Bella kept her eyes trained on the window in a catatonic state. She was desperately waiting for the group of smug vampires to come strutting into the cafeteria.
A high pitched "S'cuse me," brought Bella out of her funk as well as the light tap on the shoulder.
Her small voice managed to spit out a "yes" barely above a whisper. Bella turned around to the person to her left, so eager to get her attention, ripping her from her deepest desires. Who she saw in front of her was unexpected. Bella had no idea who he was.
He was tall with light brown, gelled hair that looked pointy. He held a goofy grin on his face that somewhat distracted Bella from the long light-orange sequin scarf wrapped around his skinny neck.
Oops, he had said something. Bella tried to smile and get back into reality by actually listening to his high-pitched voice asking if he could take a seat.
"Yes," Bella automatically said. Maybe he's new she thought. The school wasn't THAT big and everyone knew everyone.
"K, thanks," was the reply as the young man situated himself across from the melancholy brown-haired girl. He pulled out a sandwich and a snack pack. Before diving in he opened up his ice tea and took a swig. Then he looked up to the wide-eyed girl. "What?" he asked, a little irritated at the staring.
"Nothing," she quickly stuttered, returning her focus to taking apart her sandwich and glancing out the window.
"What's your name?" He asked, determined to learn more about the pathetic looking girl in front of him. He had to help. He couldn't let her get herself down, it was painful to watch.
"Bella," she answered quickly.
"I'm Thomas," he introduced himself and added, "What are you looking for?"
Acting a little jumpy and surprised at this question, Bella took a little longer to reply, "I'm looking for my boyfriend."
"OH, is he coming late? Did I take his spot? Sorry, I'm new," the boy babbled on, realizing the girl was barely taking notice of the conversation.
"Um. No. I mean I don't' know where he is. Well, I mean I do, but I hope that's it's just a dream and he'll be coming back any moment now."
Wow, pathetic much. She looked like a drowned puppy. He decided something had to be said, "You're a stupid b*tch."
This statement caught her attention. It looked like anger boiled behind those sad eyes. At least she has some emotion and does have some notion of what's going on outside of her mind. "What did you just call me?"
He said, "You heard me Bella. Did you not just hear yourself? You're hoping it's just a dream and he'll be back. Well, I hate to break it to you honey, but from the looks of things, I don't think your boy will be back. Why don't you just move on with your life and stop whining about him."
"But I LOVE him!" Bella exclaimed.
"Hun, he left you and he's not coming back."
"He left BECAUSE he loved me."
"That's nice. Seriously, look at your life and your choices."
"What about them?"
"Have you looked at yourself lately? You look like a pathetic mess."
She couldn't believe this new guy was speaking to her this way. It was absolutely brutal. She glanced at her reflection and took a deep breath. OMG he is right. Everyone must have been too ashamed or something to remark. Oh, how embarrassing. "I do!" Bella whined and slammed her elbows on the table, then rested her head between her hands.
"Oh, honey, I can help," he said with a nice pat on her shoulder.
"You can?" she asked skeptically.
"Of course! Girl, do you know who I am?
"No…"
"Well, I am adept at helping hopeless cases in the matters of the heart."
"Really, how so?"
"First of all (he says with a limp wrist pose), that bland shapeless ensemble you've got going on wouldn't even work for Buzzy, the homeless man on the corner," he says with his lips pursed and his finger waggling down the length of her body.
"Second of all, that whole helpless thing you've got going on, is not attractive."
"You don't know what it's like having your heart ripped out into tiny little pieces," she says dramatically with hand gestures. "He was my first and only love, I will never love again."
He raises his eyebrow in disbelief and says "Honey, you're being just a little dramatic don't you think?"
"How can you say that, you don't even know what I've been through, having the love of my life abandon me."
He rolls his eyes and sighs thinking, this is going to be a long project. "Bella, there are many fish in the sea!"
"But no one is like my Edward."
"Honey, what makes him so special?"
Well, she thinks, to start off he has 107 years' worth of life experiences and he is my personal ice cube. And of course, who wouldn't want a sparkly boyfriend. She tells Thomas, "I love his protective nature and his gorgeous bod".
Oh god sounds like a virgin. "Bella honey, is there anything else? He doesn't sound so special to me"
Crap, think, human adjectives. "Uhhh, well.. he's uggh, caring?" She says unsure.
"That's nice. I'm sure there are a lot of 'caring' men out there. Was this only a body fling?"
Taken aback she exclaimed "What! No, of course not. We were never (glances back and forth and whispers) intimate"
Thomas muffles a laugh at her peculiar response "That's pretty obvious."
Feeling the heat creep up in her cheeks, she looks down and says, "Oh."
"Don't worry, half the guys here don't even know where make-out meadow is."
MEADOW? She takes a deep breath, calm down Bella, he's only making that up. He doesn't know that was our spot.
"Bella, are you ok? You look even more pale if that's even possible."
"What are you talking about, I'm fine," She said defensively.
"Sure, whatever you say."
"I'm serious."
"Uh huh, honey, I think there's something up with you and the meadow."
She looked like a deer in headlights, "No, it's nothing. Anyways, can we talk about something else."
"Someone's touchy!" Thomas responds with sassy jazz hands.
"Well, lunch is almost over and all you've done is insulted me!"
"Girl, I'm just trying to help. Tell you what, give me this week and I'll show you how you should be spending your senior year."
She looks at him nervously then says, "Sure, why not," at least Charlie would be off my case she thought.
"Okay, so now that that's settled. I have one question for you"
Oh great she thought ,"Yes?"
"Where's your gal pals?"
"My what?"
"Your friends of the female species."
"Oh, them. Well, let's just say that Jessica and I don't always see eye to eye" More like Jessica thinks I'm a psychopath after our incident downtown.
"Okay, anyone else."
"Well, there's Angela and her boyfriend Ben. Those two are inseparable. And don't even get me started on Lauren."
"So I guess it's you and me then."
"Yep."
"So here's my number, I'll find you after school and we can begin operation: Forget You," a.k.a F.U Eddie.
"Wait…., what?" the bell cut her off. Thomas gets up, waves, and leaves.
"What the hell just happened?" Bella says extremely confused.
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