Okay... here is the sequel to StarCrossed.
This is the ONLY disclaimer I am going to post for the whole story, so read it and weep with me for not owning it.
DISCLAIMER: I do not, I repeat, do NOT, own Twilight, New Moon, nor do I own any characters, quotes, or events that occur in either novel, etc... Now, cry with me... WAAAHHHH! Sob
Okay... here goes nothing:
Edward's Point of View
I grasped Bella's hand, furiously staring down any male who felt bold enough to even look at Bella.
"Come on," I murmmured to her before beginning to pull her toward the front office. The thoughts of everyone bombarded me.
Holy Crap, that boy is GORgeous!
I can't believe that someone can be that hot. I'm gonna ask him to the fall formal.
Dang! She is fine
I growled. So typical. Just to rub it in and show everyone, I pulled Bella closer wrapping and arm around her waist as she wrapped both of hers around mine.
"I love you," I told her, staring down into her eyes as we walked.
"Me too," she replied. I laughed. Then I remembered that we had to wait for our family. I grinned at that. Our family. The Cullens. I was officially a member of the Cullen family. Edward Cullen. Bella was going by the last name of Whitney. I didn't like it. Bella was a Cullen, and she always would be. However, she'd admantly fought to change her last name while we were here, and I conceded fairly quickly once she pointed out that it was the only way that we could 'legally' date in public. The rest of the family followed along once they realized that Bella was going to be her usual stubborn self about this.
"What are you smiling about?" Bella asked.
"The satisfaction I'm getting from being with you when all the other boys are stuck watching." Bella giggled and pressed closer to me.
Bella's Point of View
Edward held the door open for me, then the rest of his family, as we entered the front office. A raindrop fell on my hand, and I looked up at the sky before I entered. It was stormy, and raindrops were just beginning to fall. Pulling my hand up to my face as I stood inside, I looked closer at the drop of water. It smelled clean, refreshing. I saw the rainbow of colors reflecting in it from the artificial lights hanging from the ceiling.
"Ms. ... Adams?" Edward called, interrupting me. I shook the droplet from my palm, watching as it splattered on the industrial floor.
"Yes?" I looked up as an attractive (For a human), young woman sat behind a desk. She looked up and smiled pleasantly at Edward. My face heated up, and I stepped forward to grip Edward's hand. I could have sworn that I saw a knowing smirk cross his face before I could get a good look.
"We're the Cullens." Ms. Adams nodded, passing Edward some papers, which he in turn distributed to us all.
"Welcome to Prince Rupert," she greeted us. "Here is a map, all of your schedules, and a form for each teacher to sign throughout the day. Please return it to me at the end of the day, and come ask me if you have any questions." We nodded, and moved into a huddle-like group to compare. I had Gym first, with Edward. Great. Now he got to see me humiliate myself. English 1 second, with Alice, Spanish 2 third with no one, Yearbook fourth with Edward, Geometry fifth alone, and Physics sixth with Edward and Alice. Not too bad. Being a freshmen was going to be easy.
After saying goodbye, Edward and I walked to Gym, where I reluctantly parted to go the girls locker room. However, I was soon hearded into the coach's office where I was lectured on rules and other expectations, etc. It was very dull, and made all the more difficult to pay attention to by the fact that Edward was visible through the window, watching me.I was then given a uniform and lock to put on my locker.
I hurried to meet Edward after the bell rang, and he walked me to my second class. Alice was waiting, and Mrs. Miles introduced us to the class before seating us in the back of the room. We were studying Of Mice and Men, and I actually listened at first, despite having learned this before when I was a human sophomore. I loved this book. It was so sad, and I really pitied Lenny. He was so naive and innocent. (AN: Anyone who hasn't read Of Mice and Men, it's a really sad book) Alice kept thinking stuff to me though, so I stopped listening after a while.
So, any potential boyfriends here? I laughed at her sarcasm, only to stop short when I realized that I'd actually laughed loudly. Mrs. Miles was staring.
"Anything to share Miss Whitney?" she asked me. I shook my head.
"No ma'am."
"Pay attention please." I nodded with a sigh, and listened to Alice's amusing thoughts while muttering answers vampire-speed.
Spanish was the worst. I was all alone, and seated next to some senior jock. (AN: Warning! Cliche jock jerk coming up)
"Hey, babe. How d'you like the new school?"
"Fine," I said tartly, turning back to watch the crusty old man writing on the board.
"I'll show you around the school, if you want?" he asked, tossing his hay-blonde tousle of hair out of his eyes. They were an icy blue, small and almond shaped. His rather large nose appeared to have been broken once or twice. Why some boys were considered hot and jocks was a mystery to me. Maybe I was biased. A little. Then he spoke again. "The tour can end at my place." I wrinkled my nose imperceptibly.
"No thanks." He blinked.
"Honey, there's no reason to be shy. John's gonna play nice." I made a disgusted face now, this time obvious to the whole room.
"Listen, John," I informed him in a harsh hiss. "You're not gonna play with me at all. I've got a boyfriend, and I've got plans." I glared. "So but the-" A knock on the door sent my head snapping up and saved me from some unpleasant words. I could scent from my desk who was on the other side of the door, and I couldn't help the wide smile that spread across my face.
Mr. Taylor continued writing, and I blinked, impatient. His hearing was clearly going away. The knock came again, and finally Mr. Taylor heard and straightened, opening the door.
Edward Cullen stood in the door frame, and I sighed in relief.
"Dr. Arms wants to see Isabella Whitney in his office," he explained, holding up his note as evidence. Everyone looked at me, causing me to blush and stand, gathering my things. Before Edward closed the door behind me, Mr. Taylor had gone back to the board, so I made a point of kissing Edward lightly, who had been glaring at John. I giggled as he grabbed my hand and pushed me against the wall.
"Edward," I reluctantly protested. He bent down to press a kiss against my neck. Clouds of fluff (AN: haha, fluff :D E&B fluff, to be exact) overwhelmed my thought process, and I focused all my energy on remembering. "Edwa-Edward... We have to go see Dr. Arms." Edward chuckled against my skin.
"That was just an exuce to get you away from him." I barely had time to nod and vaguely wonder how Edward had gotten himself out of class before his lips claimed mine. I smiled against him, wrapping my arms around his neck as his hands slid down my back. We both paused as we heard the door to the building we were in open, and I looked to the side. Boys bathroom. Grinning, I reached from where I was to open the door and we slid inside, where we locked the door before continuing.
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I sighed happily as Edward opened the door five minutes later, peered out into the hallway, and waved for me to come. Stepping outside, I grabbed my things from where they'd fallen on the floor during our kiss. Checking my watch, I commented, "The bell's gonna ring in 5, 4..." I opened the door to outside just as the bell rang, and student came out of their Spanish, French, or German class behind us.
"Lunch, my favorite class," Edward announced brightly, and I giggled.
Yeah, don't know how please I am with this, but I'm tired, and kinda now in a bad mood, so sorry. I sort promised a couple people that I'd have a chapter up before midnight, so here you go! And FYI: it's 11:43 so beat that hoes!