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Banana Pancakes
Fitmop High:
"Well here I go," I thought as I was about to enter the highest ranked Ivy League school in all of Arizona. I am still mad at Charlie and Renee for making me change schools my Junior Year. I had to leave my friends, my school and my dance studio.
I opened the door and saw a big sign saying "Welcome to Fitmop High".
"What the heck?!" I thought. "What type of school is named Fitmop High?! Well, this should be one interesting year!" I walked on forward a bit more reluctantly than before.
"Hi, I'm Isabella Swan," I told the receptionist.
"Hello, here is your schedule and a school map. I hope you enjoy your first day here at Fitmop," she said smilingly. I thanked her and forced a smile in return, trying very hard the whole time not to crack up at the stupid name.
I checked out the papers as I walked away. I followed the map over to my new locker. Once I found the right one and opened it, I started unpacking my overstuffed backpack. When I shut it, there was an obnoxious looking blonde guy with gelled spikes playing the triangle. I guess he thought it was attractive to play this annoying ringing thing a girl's ear. I just stood there, staring with my mouth hanging open. This school is just getting weirder by the minute. After a while, I just told him to shut up the darn thing. I walked off smugly and was pleased to see that goofy grin wiped right off his face. I smiled for the first time as I went on my way to English.
The classroom was almost filled by the time I got there. The teacher looked like a kind old lady. I introduced myself to her, and she pointed to where I should sit down.
"No way!" I thought as I realized who was grinning up to me from the seat behind. Sitting right there was the triangle-playing kid. I sat down, bracing myself for another headache.
"Hey! I'm Mike!" he said, sounding like a cheerleader all pumped up for a big game.
"Bella Swan," I replied, totally disgusted by his enthusiasm. " Ugh!"
"So, do you think your gonna like Fitmop? I can show you around if you would like!"
"Um…No thanks, I think I already figured out where all my classes are," I said. Luckily, the teacher came to my rescue at that moment and began talking. I gladly turned back around to face the front.
The rest of the period went fine. It was obviously boring to learn about grammar for about the thousandth time, but I think that I was able to make the best of it.
Right as I was beginning to zone out again, the second period bell rang and my dear little friend Mike came up to my desk.
"So…what class do you have next?" He asked, still smiling. He was starting to make me think he was taking happy pills or something.
"U.S. History, what about you?" I answered, trying to be polite.
"Geometry, well I guess I'll see you around then," he said, looking totally disappointed. His face was priceless. It was like a car had just run right over his brand new puppy or something. I swear I would have pulled out my camera phone and taken a picture if it wasn't against school policy.
"Yes!!" I was finally free of stupid Mike. He was defiantly not improving my outlook on this new school.
The next few periods were pretty uneventful. I was actually in a better mood now that I had gotten rid of Mike.
I walked into the lunchroom and into the line. I guess I was kind of early because there weren't many other people there. I was standing in line when a short girl with spiky black hair came up behind me.
"Hey! You are new here, right?" she said.
"Yah, I'm Bella Swan," I told her.
"I'm Alice Cullen," she said, grabbing an apple. "Hey, if you don't have any other plans you can sit with me!"
"Wow! That's so nice of you! Sure, I'd love to," I said, reaching for some ravioli.
"So, have you met anyone else yet?" she asked.
"Yah, there was this one guy, Mike. He kept trying to talk to me. It was getting pretty annoying. Plus he kept playing a triangle! It was REALLY weird."
"Oh, gosh!" Alice rolled her eyes dramatically. "I'm sorry you had to endure such a horrible experience. He is sort of the self-appointed, unwanted welcome committee of Fitmop. Not to mention a total band geek. He thinks that the girls here all melt over that stupid piece of metal."
"Well, that sort of makes sense," I said, following her over toward a table. "By the way, what's with the school name? I mean Fitmop, seriously!"
"Yah, I know! Nobody really knows where the name came from, or what it stands for if it does stand for something," she said, sounding just as confused as me.
We both sat down at a small round table near the side of the cafeteria. There was one other guy already sitting there. He had blonde hair and looked pretty nice.
"This is Jasper, my boyfriend," Alice said. "Jasper, this is Bella Swan."
"Nice to meet you," he said extending his hand.
"You too," I replied, after shaking his hand.
"So, what do you like to do, Bella? Any stuff outside of school?" Jasper asked me.
"I dance," I answered.
"Are you serious?! Me too! What kind of dancing?!" Alice suddenly leaped into the conversation.
"Mainly ballet, but I've done some other stuff too. What about you?" I was getting more into the conversation. Once the subject is changed to dance, I can talk for hours.
"Oh my gosh, me too! When did you start? How long have you been at it? Where did you take classes?" Alice bombarded me with questions.
"I've been dancing since like first grade so I guess that's about ten or eleven years. I used to take classes at this old studio in downtown Phoenix, but some idiot broke in and smashed all the mirrors and ruined the building. I'm going to start going to Arsta Academy though.
"That is sooooooo AWESOME! That is where I dance too! You are going to totally love it! Don't worry!
"Sweet!" I said. I now didn't have to worry about being alone and not knowing someone! "Do you have class today?" I asked her, very hopeful.
"Yah!" Alice said, "So I guess they already accepted you into the company!
"Yep! I tried out last weekend. I was in the company back at my other ballet studio,"
"This is going to be so much fun!" Alice squealed, but then her eyes narrowed as she saw a group of guys walk in with the cheerleaders following behind them. I turned around to see who she was looking at. As my eyes followed her gaze they came across the guy in the middle of the group. He had bronze colored hair and green eyes. I swore I heard Alice growl.
"Alice," I asked, "who's that and why do you seem so upset?"
"Oh, um, well that's Edward Masen," (A/N: yes it is spelled with an 'e' and not an 'o') she said.
"Well thanks Alice, that clears a lot of things up," I said sarcastically.
"Fine. Fine. He is the captain of the football team and, well, lets just say we don't get along that great." she replied.
"Oh. O.K. would you like to tell me why?!" I asked.
"Well, no," she replied.
"Please!"
"NO!"
"Pretty, pretty please," I said.
"Why do you care so much!" she asked.
I grunted and I guess she took it as a sign of giving up because she smiled and started talking about what type of shoes she buys or something like that. I really wasn't paying attention to her; I was wondering what she was being all protective over.
"Oh well" I thought, "I'll find out sooner or later."
"BELLA. EARTH TO BELLA," Alice yelled.
"Oh….yah….what?" I stuttered as Alice yanked me up out of my chair.
"Com on, it's time to go! What class do you have next?" She asked. She actually sounded like she cared. I hadn't planned on making such an awesome friend so fast; especially one as genuine and nice as Alice.
"Um…. Biology," I said, fumbling to grab my stuff.
"Oh, me and Jasper have history. I'll see you later, Bella!" She called back, already starting to walk away.
"Yah, see you around!" Jasper said while trying to catch up with Alice.
"Sure. Later!" I said, beginning to head off toward my own class.
"Room 312, 313. Ah…Room 314!" I found my Biology class pretty quickly, but as I walked in I saw that it was practically full. I didn't see anyone that I knew so I just walked up to the front to meet the teacher.
"Hi, I'm Bella Swan. I'm going to be in your class now." I said rather timidly since the teacher looked pretty stern.
"Great to have you in the class Bella! I'm Mr. Howard. Why don't you take a seat…." He said politely, peering over to find an empty desk. "…. Over there next to Mr. Masen.
I walked over to where he had pointed. Sitting at a table in the center of the back of the classroom was the bronzed haired boy that I saw at lunch. "Oh shoot! If nice little Alice hates this guy then he must be a real jerk!" I thought asI approached the table. I set down my stuff and sat down in the empty seat next to him. He immediately turned and smiled.
"Hey, I'm Edward," He said with a kind smile. It was only now that I realized the intensity of his emerald eyes.
"I'm Bella," I said. I decided that I would actually give this guy a chance before I decided to hate him just because Alice does.
"So…. your new here?" he asked, trying to make small talk.
"Yah," Yep – that was he best could come up with. I have to admit that he was VERY good looking. No wonder all those girls had been chasing after him. I smiled back and I think I saw some girl in the corner of my eye glaring at me.
"OK class, today we are going to watch a video on blood types," said Mr. Howard. "I would like you all to take notes on it because we will be having a quiz on Friday."
"Oh joy!" I murmured sarcastically as I grabbed my binder and a pencil and turned to face the front.
"Yep- this should be thrilling!" Edward said in the same tone. Apparently he had heard me.
"Yah, we already did this at my old school at the very beginning of the year," I said.
"Oh, well then this was be fun for you," he said.
"You have no idea of the excitement," I replied. I sighed with boredom and turned my focus to the TV. monitor. Mr. Howard turned out the lights and went to his desk to grade papers or something while the class suffered through the video. "Blood Types" came across the otherwise black screen as I saw a small piece of paper slide toward me. I looked up in time to see Edward pulling back his hand. Written on the scrap of paper in a surprisingly neat and pretty cursive was:
So where was your old school?
I quickly jotted down my answer: "Over in downtown Phoenix." and passed in back to him quietly. I scribbled out a small explanation of blood transfusions and the paper was right next to me again.
Why did you change schools?
Parents made me.
I wrote down after thinking for a moment. I decided that I wouldn't try to explain the whole divorce issue to him. I highly doubted that he would actually care that Renee decided to move to Florida with her boyfriend and that I then decided to live with Charlie.
Why?
Long story.
I've got all period.
I looked up and saw him smirking playfully at me.
Trust me. It's long and boring.
I wrote truthfully. It was amazing how comfortable I was around him. He seemed like a pretty nice guy. Still, I usually wouldn't be passing notes to and talking with a person that I had just met 5 minutes ago.
Please?
Why do you care? Are you trying to stalk me or something?
He looked down at the almost filled paper and then whispered, "Yes. Those were obviously my exact intentions."
Apparently Mr. Howard had either seen the paper going back and forth or heard Edward, because he looked up from his computer.
"What's going on back there?" there was a silent pause since neither of us was sure what to say. "I don't give out warnings," he said in a stern voice, seeming a bit angry. "Both of you will have ten points taken from your quiz on Friday." His sharp eyes darted back and forth between me and Edward.
He turned back to his computer after that and everyone who had turned around to look at us was now continuing to watch the boring video. "What?!" I'm not a teacher's pet or anything, but very seldom do I ever get into trouble. "Great, so much for a good first impression. Now this teacher's going to hate for the rest of the year," I thought as the TV. screen went black. The teacher turned the lights back on and said that he hoped we had gotten all the information.
The bell rang and I got all my books together, still angry at Edward for getting me in trouble. "Now the best I can get on that stupid quiz is a 90!" I thought, seething.
"Thanks a lot," I said to Edward in a cold voice. It might have been a little bit harsh, but he deserved it! I don't know if he ever made a come back to that because I was already out the door. I walked quickly to my locker in order to avoid him catching up with me. I was so mad that I kept doing the wrong combination and it took me four tries to open up my locker. "Stupid, locker!"
I grabbed my math book and binder, totally understanding why Alice would hate Edward Masen. I turned around and started to walk down the hallway about 50 yards to get to my math classroom. The hallway was almost completely empty. However, on my way I did see two people. I recognized them from the group that had walked by at lunch. There was a gorgeous blonde girl. She had long, full hair and looked like a supermodel. She was wearing a super tight and low cut tank top along with jean shorts that were definitely pushing the limits on the dress code. She was with one of the football players from what Alice had told me. He was big and muscular with curly brown hair. The two of them were right against the lockers making out. "EWWWWW!!" I couldn't believe that no teachers had gotten on them yet. In case you didn't know, two people completely making out for the world to see isn't the most pleasant scenery on the way to your next class.
This just added to my already growing distaste for this school. By the time I was in the math classroom I was just as angry as before. After my last couple classes, the bell finally rang. I bolted to my locker and stuffed my things into my backpack.
I practically jogged through the parking lot and jumped into my old red pickup. I was just about to drive out of the parking lot when I saw a cut right in front of me. "What the-?!" then I saw through the tinted windows that it was all my favorite people: Edward and those two others that were making out. Furious, I drove home and attempted to go straight to my room. Of course Charlie wanted to try to be the good parent so he followed me up.
"How was your day, honey?" he said smilingly.
"Fine," I said, trying to avoid having to talk to him right now. I love my dad but there are just times when you really don't want to talk to anyone.
"Oh, OK, that's good. Do you have dance this afternoon?" he asked.
"Yah, it's from 5:00 to 7:00 tonight," I said.
"Do you need directions?" he offered.
"No, I think I can figure it out," I said. "Yep, that's me with all my awesome driving skills!" I thought, remembering one of many times that I had navigational issues.
"OK," and he walked out the door.
I laid on my bed, trying to calm down. I was almost in tears when my cell phone rang. I reached into my purse and checked the caller ID. It was a number that I had never seen before; I answered it anyway though.
"Hello?"
"Hey Bella, it's Alice!" she said enthusiastically.
"Oh my gosh, I didn't know it was you!" I said, a bit flustered.
"Well, now you do!" she giggled. "So, what's up? I didn't see you for the rest of the day!"
"Oh yah, it was so horrible!" I told her.
"What?! Why?" she seemed alarmed.
"Well, Edward Masen is now my lab partner and he got us both in trouble. Plus, there were these two people in the hallway making out. That just really bugs me when people do that!" I vented.
"Ooh, I'm so sorry! You can tell me about it later, I've gotta go finish my homework. Sorry."
"Oh no, that's fine. I'll see you later at dance, K?"
"Oh yah! At least we have dance to look forward to!"
"Yah, bye," I said and shut the phone. I felt much better after talking to her and being able to let that all out. I went over to my desk and got out my math homework-fun, fun, fun!
A/N: Hope you liked it! Please review! If you want us to continue, then write "Banana Pancakes" in your review. HEHE If you want us to continue the next chapters will be a lot better, we first had to introduce everybody. It was a slow start but it will get better! :)