Hey…
Yeah… I know…I know…new story….AGAIN?? But inspiration can come from anything…this one came from a TV show. Cheesy…right? Anyway, please take the time to read it and I assure you that you won't regret it.
P.S. I was really inspired and reached the point to writing a song for Two Worlds Collide and Forbidden Love, I'll post them soon!!
Meet Edward, the gorgeous new guy. Meet Bella, the outcast with a secret, nobody's ever noticed her, until now.
Bella's POV
I sigh angrily, brushing away some strands of my wavy mahogany hair off my face. I lift up my loose black-rimmed glasses and rest my head against the cool wall. This was my spot, my study carrel in the library and all the books I could read. I always hung out here, whenever I had free time, reading whenever I could. I put down my book, Pride and Prejudice, on the table and get up gathering my things. I walked in a slow pace towards my first class, English, before first bell rang.
The bell rang and what seemed like a million students rushed into the halls, trampling me in the process. I tried to get up but my glasses fell off and all I could see was a blurred sight of my surroundings. I felt around the floor and found a piece of chewed gum (yuck!), a paper clip, a nail file and sadly, no glasses. I sighed and concentrated more on finding all of my books. Government, English, Physics, yep, they were all here. I stacked them up neatly and crawled over to the side and waited patiently for everyone to leave. A pale hand handed me something that looked black and felt curvy. My glasses!
"Is this yours?" a velvety voice asked me, a boy.
"Umm…..yeah" I said, squinting to get a better view. All I could see was a bronze mess that was his hair and he was pale, like me.
"Thanks" I mumbled, getting up with his help and putting on my glasses and looking up at him. I saw nothing but the trace of a tan jacket and black jeans running off. I frowned and rolled my eyes. He probably didn't want to be seen with me, typical guy. I straighten out my dark blue jacket and head off to class, wondering about that bronze-haired, pale fellow.
Edward's POV
That was one of the jerkiest things I'd ever done, I ran away from that girl. I didn't want her to know me. The girl was beautiful; her long brown hair was in soft, natural curls. Her creamy white skin was so luscious that it was irresistible to touch. Her soft, chocolate-brown eyes squinted earlier, trying to get a better view, but I wasn't having that. I half-ran to my first class, English, to get my mind off her. I reached Room 110 breathless. The middle-aged teacher stared at me wide-eyed but remained composed.
"Ah, you must be the new student" she said, scanning a list of student's names.
"Mr. Cullen?" she asked.
"Yes, ma'am" I said, straightening my tan jacket and running a hand through my messy hair.
"Would you mind introducing yourself to the class?" she asked, gesturing to a spot right in front. "I'm Mrs. Anderson by the way" she added.
"Okay" I said, walking up to the front. "I'm Edward Cullen, I just moved here from L.A with my family" I said,
running a hand through my hair again. I smiled my best smile, but nonetheless, it was fake, but no one seems to notice.
"Well then Edward, please take the seat in the third row beside Miss Swa—"she stopped short, looking confused. "Where is Miss Swan?" she asked the class.
"Here, Mrs. Anderson", a small voice answered from behind us. The girl! She was slightly breathless and a blushed a beautiful shade of pink, she looked absolutely stunning. I tried to tear away my gaze from her face and I now noticed what she wore, she had on a white blouse underneath her blue jacket with dark wash jeans and flats. It was perfect for the chilly Alaskan climate and it was simple yet elegant. Mrs. Anderson checked her watch and smiled at her.
"You made it just in time, 7:34; one minute before the tardy bell" Mrs. Anderson said.
The girl smiled and blushed once again. She fixed her glasses that were the slightest bit loose. She carried her books and messenger bag to the seat beside me. I snapped out of my thoughts and did the same, sitting down and I tried not to stare at her. Mrs. Anderson prattled on about reading lists for the start of a new term.
I had moved to Sea View High in Alaska in the middle of the school year. My father, a doctor, got offered a job here and we moved straight away. I had to finish my senior year here and go to pursue my dreams of being a doctor.
My siblings, my twin Alice and my brother Emmett were all nervous today, but of course I was the most nervous. Alice and Emmett would make friends, what with Alice being Ms. Friendship, she was always liked and Emmett being that huge jock with a softie heart. Who was I? I was their geeky brother who played the piano and wanted to be a doctor. I looked at my surroundings, the plain white walls, the wooden desks that creaked and squeaked every time you jostled. The chilly morning you see through the window, Then, I became aware of a small white hand on my arm. I looked over to see the girl from earlier looking shy and biting her full, pink lip.
"Yes?" I asked; my voice perfectly even. She blushed a delicious shade of red and I tried to hold back the smile that threatened to escape my lips.
"Well…umm…could you give me that pencil?" she choked out, pointing to the long pencil near my left foot. I grabbed it and handed it to her.
"Thanks...err" she said, biting her lip again.
"Edward" I supplied, she gave a grateful smile and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Thank you Edward" she said, shifting a bit, to signal that she was going to pay attention to the lecture again.
"You're welcome…" I said, trailing off vaguely, trying to make a subtle hint of wanting to know her name.
"Bella" she said, brushing a strand of hair from her face. She looked away too quickly and soon her full attention was on the lecture. I was absolutely mesmerized at the sight beside me. I instantly wanted to get to know her after eyeing a copy of Pride and Prejudice in her messenger bag, one of my favorites. I contemplated ways to make an excuse to talk to her. If only I wasn't so darn shy! A bell rang, signaling the end of my English class. I stood up and gathered my things as slowly as I could, matching her pace. I tapped her shoulder and she looked back surprised. I gathered all my nerve to talk to her.
"Listen, umm Bella, would you mind showing me ar—", I got cut off by a girl's flirtatious voice.
"Edward, right?" she asked, her strawberry-blonde hair was shining against the light, she flipped her hair. I looked down to what she was wearing. She was wearing a denim mini with a pink tank top with light pink stilettos. Didn't she feel cold? I mean sure there were heaters…but?
"Yeah", I mumbled, loud enough for her to hear. She leant in closer and ran her fingers through my messy bronze hair.
"So you need a tour guide?" she asked, her fingers trailing along my arm. I looked nervously at Bella.
"Swan, I'll take it from here" she sneered, taking my arm. I flinched a bit at her touch but remained my composure.
"But, I—", Bella cut me off, speaking for the first time.
"It's okay. Tanya can take you around" she said calmly, seeming oblivious to the obvious rudeness Tanya was showing her. "Tanya, Edward" she said as she grabbed her bag and went out the door.
"So, what's your next class?" Tanya asked, getting her things and joining me as I walked closer to the door and took my arm. I grimaced when she wasn't looking and I decided to formally know her name.
"What's your name again? I'm afraid I didn't catch it" I said politely as we walked down the halls over-crowded with students and teachers.
"What a gentleman" she said, her voice full of approval as we stopped and she looked me over. "Tanya, Tanya Dashford" she said, smiling and winking as we continued to walk.
Boy, this was going to be a long day.
Bella's POV
Just as expected. Tanya always would never be satisfied with almost every male wrapped around her perfectly polished fingernail, every one of them willing to do her every whim. I rolled my eyes, and HE practically jumped at the chance, or did he? I ran to Government as fast as I could. HE talked to me, he was the boy from earlier, the bronze hair was a dead give-away. I went in the room to find my only Mrs. Saunders, my favorite teacher there, fixing a TV set and fiddling with a DVD.
"Ah, Isabella" she said, acknowledging my presence. She gave me a light hug and looked me over. "How are you today?" she said, a mischievous look on her face.
"Nothing much" I said, a far-away look on my face. She laughed lightly and winked.
"Anything I can do to help?" I asked, trying to divert the attention, looking down. Mrs. Saunders always knew when I diverted the attention; she laughed again and got a folder on her desk with papers in it.
"Oh…well…here" she said, counting the papers before giving them to me. "Would you mind going to the front desk and giving these to Mr. Munson?" she said, pretending to act like she was going to put a huge burden on my shoulders.
"Sure, no problem" I said, setting down my bag on my seat and headed out the door.
As I opened the door, I collided with a force so strong that I got knocked down and I looked up to find…..
And that's the start of my newest story..... I'll be posting more soon. Watch out for new chapters on other series. Also, please, please take the time to read and review my first one-shot, Thinking of You, it would mean a lot.
OOHHH!! Who did she bump in to? As if you didn't already know smirk
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