IF BELLA WEREN'T A TOTAL MARY SUE AND ACTUALLY HAD SOME SENSE IN HER THICK SKULL

I walk slowly to my next class wondering what was up with that guy, Edward Cullen, who kept staring at me in lunch. I asked my friends about it but they just replied with sighs and befuddled words like, 'so beautiful'. I roll my eyes at the thought of it. Sure, he was good looking, but he was mostly creepy, and so were his antics. I finally reach my class, not a minute too late and search for an empty seat. I finally find one, but to my disappointment it's next to Cullen.

I sigh and walk over to sit next to him. As soon as I do, he immediately repels as if I'm the swine flu virus. I frown at him and get on with my work, but it's incredibly hard when you have a strange white kid trembling and edging away from you as far as possible. I glance over at him a couple times and see that his lips are in a tight, thin line and his eyes are screaming 'GON KEEL YOU'!

Just to piss him off, I decide to scoot my chair in closer and that really sets him off, he scoots loudly away from me and now he's on the short end of the table.

Our teacher, Mr. Something-Something, stands up abruptly and asks, "Is there a problem with you two?"

Edward lifts his head up, "Ye-"

"NO, SIR!" I interrupt him, "Just doing my work, sir!"

Mr. Teacher glares at us for a few seconds and then sits back down to his porn. Edward moves his chair inward, but only a few inches.

"You should not sit next to me." Edward says almost inaudibly. I roll my eyes and ignore him, getting back to my photosynthesis diagram (damn those plants). I suddenly make the decision to flip my hair and then Edward hisses, "Stop it!"

"What the hell is your problem, pretty boy?!" I hiss back. Luckily the teacher could not hear us because in the time I flipped my hair he put in a DVD. Yeah, these weird time-space continuum things happen.

"You!" He points, "You don't know how dangerous I am!"

I try not to laugh, but it's hard, "W-What?" I snicker.

"Yeah, take that!" He growls and leans back to his trembling state. I put my head in my hands and laugh silently and indiscreetly as possible. Poor kid, I think, probably some wanna-be vampire with mood issues.

A couple days later, we're back in biology and I'm still sitting next to Edward. While we're looking at amoeba's, Edward switches off his PMS mode and turns to me with a warm hearted smile (which is funny because his body temperature due to his vampirism. Oh, wait. I'm not supposed to know that yet).

"I'm afraid I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Edward Cullen." His eyes gleamed. Rather than pound you with all the synonyms I can think of, I decide to speak words.

"What. The. Hell." I tightened my fists.

"I hear your name is Isabella Swan, but you prefer to be called Bella. Oh, and you cook for your dad and your mom is a skank with a young baseball player. But anyways, I apologize for my recent behavior."

"Do you want me to beat you down, right here, right now?" I can feel the veins popping in my forehead.

"I want to be friends. But I also don't want us to be friends because I am extremely dangerous."

"Are you listening to me?" I said a little too loudly, luckily everyone was wrapped up in amoebas (who wouldn't be?).