DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight
Bella's POV
September 2, the first day of my last year of high school, and the worst part is I just moved here to live with my dad, plus give my mom some space with her new husband. I'm just glad it's the beginning of the year.
I was looking down at my schedule when I ran into something or someone very hard. I dropped to the floor trying to gather my stuff before it got stepped on.
"I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention" I said quickly keeping my head down. I didn't want to get anyone to hate my on the first day.
"That okay." A deep, sexy male voice chuckled. This man offered me a hand to get off the floor. Once standing I looked up into a pair of beautiful green eyes.
"Oh." I breathed out in a gust of air. I could see humor in his eyes as he continued to stare down at me.
All of a sudden I was pulled out of my daze by the sound of the late bell.
"Crap." I whispered looking around. I looked back at this mysterious man wondering who he was. Did he go here?
"Again I'm sorry." I said before turning around and jogging towards my 4th hour science class. I walked into the room and every head turned in my direction.
"Name?" the teacher asked.
"Umm, Be- Isabella swan."
"Okay Ms. Swan please take a seat I was just explaining the rules of my class room."
I walked to an open seat that was third from the back and sat down with a sigh. 'This is going to be a long year.' I thought.
As the teacher talked I couldn't help but let my mind wander to the bronze haired, green eyed beauty. The way I felt when he was staring at me, like his eyes were reading my soul and the way my body tingled when he talked. I shivered at just the thought.
When the bell rang dismissing us I jumped up and ran for the door, trying to shake off my thoughts of that guy.
The rest of my day passed in a flash! (Silly arm movement here)
'Just one more class I told myself, just one more.' I looked down to see what class I had to go to next and almost groaned out loud when I saw it was health. I mean it a very easy class but I hated it. One time in the seventh grade I was in health class and this guy Keith raised his hand very politely which was odd cause he's one of those jokers, class clown, whatever you want to call him. Well the teacher Mrs. Something or other called on him and in the most serious voice he asked, "What would happen if a condom came off in the vagina?" The whole class burst out laughing and Keith is back there trying not to laugh saying, "What I just wanting to know?" Well the teacher got the class quiet and said, "That's a good question Keith. And you would have to pull the condom out of the women's vagina." Once again the class went up in laughter and it went on like that for the next two weeks.
I walked into the room a little late but the teacher was turned towards the board and took a set by the farthest wall from the door. The teacher was writing his name on the board. He was wearing a hat and a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt.
"Okay my name is Mr. Manson and I'll be your health teacher for the year." He started still facing the board. 'I know that voice or maybe I'm just tired and imaging it.' I thought.
"Now it's the first day so I'm not going to give you guys much papers to fill out, only two." He turned around with a little smile and at the same time took o his hat. I froze in my seat as I stared at the green eyed god that I bumped into in the hall. 'Well at less I knew he wasn't a student.' I thought with a little bit of dismay
He looked over the room and stopped to stare at me. I blushed under his gaze.
"I'm sorry; you must have come in late. What's your name?" he asked.
"Is-Isabella." I stuttered out. He looked at his list of names before making a little check to my name.
"Okay, now I need you guys to read and fill these two pieces of paper." He said holding up a yellow paper and a white paper.
He started to hand the papers out. When he got to me and he handed me the papers. My hand brushed his and it felt like a lighting bolt was going through my body. I think he felt it too by the look on his face. He shook his head as if to get raid of the feeling. He looked at me and I felt the blood rush up to color my cheeks. I looked down and out of the corner of my eye I saw him go back up to the front of the class.
I looked over the sheets in front of me and started to fill out the first one.
Name: Isabella L. Swan
Address: 3040 19thstreet forks, Washington
Cell Number: Don't have one
E-mail:
Person to call in emergences: Charlie Swan
Their number: The police station or 911
I sighed and looked up at the clock but saw instead those green eyes. I blushed and looked to my other sheet.
Student Profile
Name: Isabella Swan
Nickname: Bella
Birthday September 16
Born where: Forks, Washington
Number of brothers or sisters: Zero
6. My favorite:
TV Show: Don't have one
Movie: Romeo and Juliet
Song: More like her
Singer: Miranda Lambert
Sport: That's funny
Color: Emerald green
Number:1918
Book:Wurthing Heights
Subject: English
Teacher:I thought of putting Mr. Mason but shook my head blushing.
Beverage:Coke
Food: Chicken
7. Hobbies/Interests: Reading
8. Two special people in my life are: My mom and Charlie
9. One special thing that happened in my life is: Moving to Forks again
10. My goal this summer is: To not fall down as much
11. My goal next year is: To be living in my own place
12. My goal after high school is to be in a good college
13. I learn best when: It's quiet
14. The subject I dislike is: Math
15. I wish: I wasn't so plain
The bell rang making me jump up and bolt for the door. As I walked out to my old pick-up truck I thought of what I was going to make for dinner. I waited in my truck for the parking lot to empty out. When the parking lot looked less full I started my truck up, looked behind me before starting to back up.
I was almost out of the parking spot when I heard a horrible crunching sound. I immediately hit the brakes and jumped out to see what I ran over. I went to the back of the truck and was greeted with a pretty shiny, silver car bended around the back of my car. I walk over to the driver's side window and tried to look in but the windows were all tinted black. As I so trying to in someone rolled them down from the inside.
I let out a sigh of relief as the window went down but it quickly turned to shock when a Mr. Mason was the one in the car.
"Oh My God!!! Mr. Mason I'm so sorry about your car! I'll call to get someone down here and take your car. I'll pay for it all. I'm so so sorry!" I said hysterically.
"Bella as I recall you have no cell phone" He said smoothly without breaking eye contact with me.