Second AN: I am re-uploading all the chapters so far, with some changes that I've made. The biggest change is that the chapters from Edward's point of view are now in first person instead of third. It seemed like that was better to me, after thinking about it. There are also some minor changes, some stuff that will make the storyline run better later on. Hope this goes well!
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AN: My first fanfic. Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, unfortunately.
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I sighed. It looked like it was going to be a long year. Same classes, different teachers. It was unfortunate that keeping up the human façade required going to high school. There aren't many new and interesting things to learn when one already has several degrees, medical and otherwise.
Upon moving to Forks, Washington, the previous year, Carlisle and Esme had enrolled Emmet, Jasper, and I in Seattle Preparatory School, an exclusive all-male boarding school located close to the family's new home. Carlisle had taken on the job of school doctor there, along with part time work at a local hospital. The girls, Rosalie and Alice, had been enrolled in Seattle Prep's sister school, a just-as-exclusive girls-only boarding school called Queen Anne Preparatory School.
Another sigh escaped my lips. Though I knew exactly why my "parents" had decided to put us all in boarding school, I didn't exactly agree with their reasons. Just because we had never been in boarding school before did not mean that we needed to try it now. At least I only had another year to deal with Emmet and Jasper's grumblings about being separated from their "significant others," the same amount of time Alice would be subject to Rosalie's complaints on the same topic.
Assorted thoughts from the boys around me broke into my concentration and I frowned, once again counting myself lucky to be without a roommate. It was bad enough to have to put up with school complaints and thoughts of absent girlfriends while I was in class, but at least I didn't have to deal with it while I was in my room.
"Hey, Edward!"
I turned to the seat next to me, a resigned look on my face. "What is it, Mike?"
"I hear we're getting a transfer student pretty soon. Should be cool, huh?"
"I suppose. It doesn't really interest me, though." I faced forward again, concentrating on anything besides the constant stream of thoughts that surrounded me.
"But I heard he's gonna be in your room!" Why isn't he more excited? Mike thought. Wish I could have a new roommate!
Startled, I turned back to Mike. Maybe I should have been paying more attention to the thoughts. "Why do you say that?"
"Well, it's because you're the only junior living in a double room that doesn't have a roommate. The higher-ups don't want to put this new guy in an empty room." I don't see how you managed to get a room by yourself, anyway. Mike gestured enthusiastically. "You should be happy, man! I'd hate to be in a room all by myself!"
"It's not so bad," I muttered before turning away from Mike once again. There went my peace and quiet. Now what was I supposed to do?