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Bella POV

I dreadfully dragged my tiny suitcase through the aisle. The friendly air hostess smiled at me and I returned it with a subtle grin. She was overly excited and I was already sick of it.

I kept my head down as the crowd moved slowly. Every few seconds to have someone stop and take their own time to place their luggage and get settled in. I bit my lip to avoid the frustration that was slowly building its way up inside me.

I heard a couple of giggles and a lot of conversations around me.

A lot. Of. Talking.

I plugged in a earphone and continued my journey to 26 B

My seat.

Once I got through I noticed only the first half of the plane had really filled up. A part of me was already rejoicing for the possibility that I would get the two seats to myself.

But I didn't let my hopes get carried away that fast.

I slightly struggled to get the suitcase in the overhead compartment. One air hostess just stood and watched me without offering any assistance.

I shrugged.

I finally got it up and then headed to the window seat. The plane was arranged by 2 seats at the window and 4 seats in the center.

I was glad I got the aisle seat so I could switch with just one person next to me to get the window one.

I didn't have an enthusiasm when it came to window seats, it was more of a requirement.

It helped ease the nerves.

And I was a very nervous flyer.

I've always been one. Higher altitudes weren't my favorite and the take off and landing process was a practice of heart attacks for me. Ever since I was little I would take road trips as opposed to flights.

But since I moved in with my dad about a year ago, the road trips were scarce and the flights longer.

So I sat down at the window seat and kept my head a little up to see the remaining passengers filtering through. I took in the safety guide and let my eyes wander at all the signs and regulations.

At intervals of a few seconds I looked up and hoped for a nice girl to come sit with me.

The reason I was so agitated was because I was flying with a set of complete strangers for the first time.

By strangers, I mean all my classmates.

None of whom I could even call a friend.

High school was never easy, I was a new kid on the block in the middle of the semester so nobody really took the initiative to be my friend.

And I didn't bother taking the initiative either.

Initially I got a few people I could say hi to regularly. But even they slowly disappeared.

It's okay, I tell myself that every day.

I'm okay being alone and by myself.

More of the suffer in silence type.

But over the year I've been outcast in a way where no one would really talk to me but they wouldn't leave me alone either.

Bullying, nagging, faces at me, laughs behind my back.

Yeah I got it all.

And just because I didn't belong to a group of people that fit into social norms.

I was sick of it at this point.

Waiting to get done with senior year and leave for college. I'd start fresh there, I'd be way happier there.

I only did this for my dad Charlie. He's the chief of police in Forks. Small town, tiny population.

Everyone knew I was the chiefs daughter.

Funny it never stopped them from saying stuff anyways.

But I did this so he would be happy. He would know moving in with him was the right decision.

And I would do anything for him.

So here I was, settling into a 17 hour flight to a completely different country for a study trip.

It counts for 40 percent of my grade so I've got that reason to go.

And besides it was this trip or a trip to meet my mom in Florida.

Where she would convince me to move back in with her. I couldn't handle another change.

I was flipping through the guide when I head more shuffling of bags and voices getting louder.

I looked up and saw familiar faces as they walked by and took their seats around me. I started chewing on my lip as my heart raced.

Someone was going to sit next to me for sure.

I watched and gambled with everyone's expressions as they searched for their seats.

And then I saw him.

Auburn tousled hair, sharp thick eyebrows, soft creased forehead, chiseled jawline, sharp teeth, lips that curved ever so perfectly, beautiful green eyes...

...and the biggest fucking asshole.

Edward Cullen.

Ofcourse he's got the looks and remarkably even the grades. He's always beat me by one mark. Just one.

He's captain of the football team, he's got literature engraved in his mind, he's got all the girls fawning after him

He's got everything, and he loves to be smug about it.

I see his eyes reading the seat numbers as it glances back and forth from his ticket.

Until he frowns and then looks directly at me.

Oh god.

He makes his way towards my seat with the frown still etched on his forehead.

"You're in my seat Swan." He mutters and glares at me.

My heart is racing, for one Edward Cullen despised me for so many reasons. I didn't fit into his idea of how a person should be. And also because he knew I was the only person immune to whatever charm he thought he had.

In fact, I could even say Edward Cullen was threatened by me.

But two sides of the coin were at play here.

I hated him equally.

I felt fingers snap at my face and bring my out of my thoughts.

Edward leaned in closer

"You're in my seat, did you go deaf?" He whispered menacingly.

I bit my lip and nodded. I knew I couldn't convince Edward to let me sit by the window because I was a coward on airplanes so I had to move.

I got up and waited till Edward put his stuff away and settled down.

I took the seat next to him and tied the seatbelt extra tight.

I heard Edward sigh and lean his head back.

His eyes closed and his jaw clenched.

I'd never seen him up close. So I couldn't help myself from staring.

"Swan, can you stop staring at me" Edward said with his eyes still closed.

I backed up a bit and straightened myself on the seat as the announcements were being made.

Edward moved and opened his eyes looking at me.

"You were breathing directly onto my face. Can you maybe keep that weird behavior of yours at bay for this flight?

I'm afraid we're stuck together for the next couple of hours and I just don't want to put up with your bullshit" he sneered and I gulped.

So here I was, stuck on a 17 hour flight with the one person I loathed, Edward Cullen.

"A hijack would have been better." I groaned.

"You look like you're going to be sick" he chuckled.

"Yeah I'm already sick of having to sit next to you during this flight" I said not bothering to look at him

"Technically you took my seat." He said

I ignored him and looked down the aisle as the plane started to move.

I started feeling the nervousness rake through my body. My palms were getting sweaty and my breath shallow.

"Cabin crew prepare for takeoff" I heard the pilot announce and I knew the loud engine was seconds away from ignition.

I turned to look at Edward and he had headphones on.

I looked at the other passengers and they all looked so calm. A lady on one side was saying a silent prayer, I heard a small kid whimper from another seat down the aisle.

I was freaking out. I held onto the side handles as tight as I could. I needed to look outside. I needed to see certainty.

But it was blocked. The cabin lights dimmed and the engine noises began.

It only grew louder and louder as I felt myself get pushed back into the seat.

I closed my eyes and bit my lip. I didn't notice how tight my grip on the handle was but it didn't do justice for my nerves.

I grabbed his jacket sleeve for my dear life. I didn't care if he would yell at me or anything.

My eyes were closed. I needed this till we took off safely.

Once in air the pilot announced that we were now on our way.

I slowly opened my eyes and turned to look at Edward.

He shook his hand away from mine and adjusted his jacket sleeve.

Can't say that didn't sting a little.

"What's wrong with you Swan, if you're so afraid of flying you shouldn't have even come. Would've saved me the torture." He shrugged and I looked away.

I wasn't sure what I did to make Edward hate me this much. But to see the way he was so upset about me sitting with him, I knew I'd have to switch seats with someone soon.

I looked at the tiny tv screen in front of me trying not to let Edward's words ring in my ear.

This was going to be one hell of a journey.

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