" Forever and always. I'll love you." he says softly in my ear. The warmness of his breath tickling my skin. In that moment I knew I'd do anything for this man. I'd never stop loving him. I'd die for him.
" Isabella Swan?" called out my name to take attendance. " Here." I said looking at him. " You're new around these parts aren't cha." he said with such interest. " Yeah, I'm from Arizona.." Murmuring from behind my desk. " Well Forks is NOTHING like Arizona. But you'll grow to love it. Freshman year is always the best too." he said smiling with all his teeth. Just then the door to the classroom slammed. " Well perfect timing." Mr Felix said oozing sarcasm. " Yeah whatever." the boy said walking into my view. He had messy bronze hair and was atleast 5'9. He walked gracefully towards the seat next to me. My heart raced. He was so perfect in every way. His green eyes framed with dark eyelashes. I instantly straightened my posture. " I'm Edward." he whispered to me as began again on the attendance. " Bella.." I mumbled and he flashed me a panty dropping smile. His teeth gently biting on his lower lip. " Ugh I hate this class." He said releasing his lip. " You're not from around here right?" he said suddenly locking his stare with mine. " Yes. I mean No. I mean I just moved here." I stuttered. He chuckled softly. " Why you so nervous? I'm not gonna bite you." he said gripping a pencil with his long fingers. Piano hands... Suddenly there's a vibration coming from his chair. He shifts so it's not hitting the seat. He pulls out his cell phone and I glance down. "From:Alice." That must be his girlfriend? Jealously soars through my veins. "Fuck." he whispers as he clicks to open the text. " What's so interesting about your thighs Edward ?" Mr Felix practically shouts from the front of the class. " nothing." he says nonchalantly. " Then keep your eyes on the board." he says giving him a stern look. " Now class next week well be learning about the complex molecules that make up water. Isn't that exciting!" cackled. I smiled as Edward wrote on the desk. " youth in revolt." Etching it on the wooden desk. It's gonna be a long year.
I lay on my bed.
He won't like me
I'm too plain
He deserves someone like Tanya Smith
Her size D bras
Her long blond hair
Dazzling blue eyes.
Why even try.
His hair always looks like he just woke up
His voice as smooth as velvet
The way his eyes grab me to the core.
I shut my lamp off.
I won't get any sleep if I keep thinking of him.