Again
Nineteen Years Later
This year will rule. Who cares if Izzy, the most annoying sister in the world is here? Who cares if Tay broke up with me? I'm pretty much already on the Forks High Varsity Basketball Team. The best junior, some people who were at dad's store say.
"Students, students!" Mr. Molina, his homeroom teacher shouted. "We have some new students. These are uhh…" He glanced at his slip. "Adopted siblings." He glanced at them again. "I'll, umm, introduce them. Well, a year older than you are Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, and Jasper. Then, your age, are Edward and Isabella. And…oh, never mind." As the six slid into the room, I had to stare at the three amazingly gorgeous girls. Of course, they all were clutching one of the brother's arms respectively. And, seeing as they're not blood-related, they're probably going out with them or something. Oh well. I am pretty popular, and Brea would and probably beg me to go out with her. Scary girl, she is. Someone, I guess. "Edward, Isabella, please sit by Ian."
"Call me Bella." Said the girl. I couldn't help but stare. Her perfection, from her ghostly white skin to her long chocolate brown hair, to her amazing light topaz eyes was entrancing. I heard a growling noise from her other side, Edward, who, now I was pretty sure was dating her, was growling at…me? Just for staring? It's not like he could know what I was thinking. A smile creased his perfect, still angry, face. Of course, he looked amazing, too. His lightly spiked bronze hair had an oddly wonderful sheen and his eyes were like Bella's except a shade or to darker.
Thankfully, she wasn't in my next few classes. I didn't see her until lunch, when the six of them sat at the end of our table. They talked quietly with each other. I was planning on avoiding them, at least Bella. Well, Edward, really. But, since they were together along with the rest of their adopted siblings, it was the same. I saw Edward murmur something to Bella, who, to my horror, turned to me and smilingly said, "Ian, right?" I nodded incoherently. "You're in my homeroom. And," she checked her schedule, "Gym."
Bella POV
This guy seemed familiar. I could tell he was, or already has, a crush on me. He seemed popular, and seemed like a pretty nice guy. Plus with my little gift, Edward's and Jasper's combined, pretty much, I could tell he got any girl he wanted. He was tall and blonde with blue-brown eyes and seemed an enjoyable person to be with. But…what did he think just now? My eyes caught Edward's. This would be interesting. I caught Edward's eye, and with a 'see you' to Ian, slid out to Edward's new Volvo. I groped under the seat, and grabbed my old Yearbook. Oh, of course. Great.
The door opened, and Edward slid into the car with a look of questioning. I opened the Yearbook and pointed, flipped a few pages, and pointed again. His eyes grew wide. I could tell he was just as surprised, and, now understanding, anxious and unsure. Then, without speaking, we both slipped out of the car. I knew what to do, I got Jasper and Alice, and I knew that Edward was getting Rosalie and Emmett.
Ian POV
I walked to my car, my new blue Volkswagen, the one I had begged dad for for forever. I had work until five right after school, which was now. Oh well. Tay had quit now, and Izzy worked with me, although that would probably change. We needed a new person, maybe two. Maybe I could interest Bella in working there with me. I pulled up to Newton's and got out of my car. I boredly grabbed my vest and tramped in, when I got a stroke of genius.
"Hey, boss," I started, "There's this new girl, and I kinda have a crush on her," His boss smiled. Ian was annoyed. His dad always told him how a new girl he had a giant crush on had distracted him from the woman he would marry, Ian's mom. "Her name is Bella Cullen, and she's so pretty, she's got brown hair, that's like, really straight, and her eyes, they're just… But I think she's going out with a guy, her like adopted brother or something. His name's Edward, Edward Cullen."
Realization and confusion dawned on an almost-forty-years-old Mike Newton.
A/N: So, yeah, I got this idea and thought it would be good. Maybe not. Review, let me know! Oh, and title pending. (I'm a Harry Potter fan, O.K.?)