Chapter One
Disclaimer:
No matter how much I dream of it, I do not own Twilight.
Author's Note:
Okay, I've never written a Twilight fanfic because the actual author-Stephenie Meyer-had written it so well. Then, finally, I decided, oh what the heck, why not write one just for fun. So, I know that this isn't really that well written so if you tell me it is it won't hurt my feelings….at least that I know of. Enjoy!
Bella POV
Alice, could you just please stop it with the shopping? This is serious. I don't know what to do, and I need you to listen to me…and concentrate!
I passed the note to Alice, the folded paper almost missing her desk, though luckily she quickly caught it. Lucky for me she has those super fast reflexes. If it weren't for her family I'd definitely be dead. Sometimes I wish that I had their reflexes; wished that I wasn't such a klutz all the time. Then maybe Edward wouldn't seem so aware all of the time- likes a statue- and could relax. I always feel bad when he has to protect me; like if I was more coordinated then maybe he could relax and enjoy his mind-reading, rich house living, all the money in the world, I'm a Greek god unintentionally, life in peace. I jumped as the paper note knocked into the side of my temple, falling and resting right in front of me as if Alice had simply reached over and set it down right in the middle of my desk. Quietly I opened the note.
Okay, okay, I'm paying attention to you now. What is it you wanted to tell me?
And hence the note passing continued…
Umm…I don't really know how to say this but…Charlie thinks I'm having 'the adult way of fun' with Edward…
Haha! Why does he think that? Wait….are you? Cuz if you are then that is disgusting!
Before I answer your first question…why is that disgusting?
He's my brother Bella. Duh, of course I think it'd be gross. To me, Edward just doesn't do that stuff. It's just as gross as thinking about Carlisle and Esme going at it.
Carlisle and Esme going at it? Jeez, you put it in such caring ways. And as for your other question he thinks we're having…you know…because his friend from work suggested a book to him about parenting a teen and it had some percentage about the number of teens that have already lost their virginity and he told me how him and Renee had their first 'fun' at a young age too. So…now he thinks I'll follow in their footsteps. You know, "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree"?
Yikes, you really got yourself into trouble. So, are you and Edward having sex? And you can actually say the word, it isn't going to kill you, you know.
……
I'll take that as a yes? Or is it a no? I can't tell. But I do know that you're blushing brighter than a tomato currently.
"Ms. Swan?" the teacher looked at me accusingly.
"Yes?" I looked up at him, my face probably giving away that I wasn't so innocent; as Edward has told me not so subtly that I give away emotions through my actions very obviously.
"Is that a note I see on your desk?" his face showed smugness; as if he were proud of catching a student with a note.
"No…" I could feel my cheeks heating as I reached for it, grasping it tightly.
"And let me guess…" he looked at the students sitting around me, "you're passing it with Alice?"
"Yes." I announced in defeat.
My heart was racing; what was I supposed to do? If I deny it he frowns and wants to see it just so he could prove that he's right. Then, if I agree, he reads it anyway but I won't be considered a liar and might not get in as much trouble. Key word her is 'might' though.
"Bring it up please. Alice, I want you up here too." He pointed to the air beside him.
Grimly, I stood, my face bright red as my sweaty hands grasped the paper. The meters to the front of the room felt like miles as my heart beat erratically under my chest, my focus now on the floor rather than all of the students watching me; their faces eager for the gossip they were about to have an opportunity to spread.
"Alice, I believe I said for you to come to." After he spoke I gazed from the front of the room at Alice who was seated comfortably.
Her pixie-like form gracefully rose from her seat as she walked confidently to the front of the room. Unlike me she made eye contact with everyone who followed her moves jealously. Even when she walked it was as if it was all choreographed by an artist. Why couldn't I walk like that? Why do I have to trip over my own two feet as if they weren't even mine?
"And I believe I heard you just fine." Her musical voice challenged him, which he failed to remark too.
Instead, he held out his hand to me as I handed him the now sweat covered secret note. Smirking slightly, the bastard he is, he opened the note and cleared his throat.
Alice and I stood there as our teacher read the note word for word out loud, her gaze uncaring and energetic as she seemed to stare off into space, caught up in her own personal day dream. Mine, on the other hand, were looking around wildly, purposefully trying to avoid any other eye contact. I felt like I would faint right then and there into oblivion, hopefully never to return again. Hopefully Edward would follow into my own fantasy. He always made things better for me. He gave me a positive that outshines the negative.
By the time the teacher was finished with our note I was sweating profusely, Alice as comfortable as ever next to me. He cleared his throat as he turned to us, "Very…interesting note ladies. Unfortunately, notes are not allowed here and if I see one again I will not only read it to all of my classes but I will report it to the principal."
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"I can't believe you let this happen Alice! You see the future! The future!" Edward's lips were curled back in an animal-like sneer.
"Me? Even vampires aren't perfect Alice. Everybody makes mistakes."
"Have you forgotten I can read your mind?" his jaw clenched as if he were trying to resist a strong urge.
"Edward, I am well aware of this. That is why you know that everything is going to work out in your benefit if you are patient."
He walked toward me, gripping my waist a bit too tight for my comfort and pulled me towards him, "And what about Bella? Will it be beneficial for Bella?"
"In a way…" they both stared at each other in silence, obviously concentrating on something.
Times like this, when the Cullens were tense, I had no idea what to do. Edward seemed to be fighting to keep calm, but this time it was a different urge he was fighting. Usually it was to refrain himself from biting into me and giving into his worst craving of all. This to me wouldn't be all that bad. I'd be able to be with the love of my life for eternity. Sounds like a good deal on my end.
Finally, the silence ended, "Edward, you two should leave for Bella's house. I believe Charlie is expecting you."
Without saying a word Edward twisted us towards the door smoothly and nudged me along beside him, purposefully going slower than he would've liked to so that I could keep up. As we basically leapt down the stairwell Emmett came bounding up.
"Hey Bella! Rumor is, you popped the cherry with Edward!" he smiled teasingly as he raced past them, stopping hesitantly as Edward growled furiously, "Okay, I get it. Rumors are just rumors, right?" he smiled innocently and followed up the stairs, drooling after a Rosalie exiting the bathroom in a towel.
Muttering to himself, I had no idea what he was saying, the only evidence of his speaking was a blurring motion where his lips should be, "Edward? What is happening?"
He smiled down at me his gorgeous crooked smile, "We are going to sleep peacefully and that is all my Bella." He reached up slowly even for my speed and stroked my cheek, murmuring something about the moon.
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"Bella, what took you so long to get home?" Charlie was sitting up in the living room, watching the clock.
"I'm sorry Mr. Swan. It would be my fault. Bella needed something for one of her extra credit projects but when we went to the next city over we…we got lost." He stuttered like a normal human.
"Thank you for informing me Edward. I need to speak to you two." Charlie's face was slightly pink, that couldn't be good, and when I glanced up at Edward a look of nervousness flashed across his features before he turned back to a statue.
We all sat down at the kitchen table, Edward and I were sitting together on one side, Charlie on the other. Though, for some reason he wasn't sitting as close to me as he usually does, but he was as far from me as the table would allow him, kind of like my first day at school…
"I got a phone call today…from Mike Newton's mother and I've made a decision. Bella, you haven't followed one of my expectations and it's time for me to act on it.
Author's Note:
This is my first Twilight fanfic so please; review!
And, for all of the readers who are keeping updated with my Wallflower fanfic, I apologize for the wait. My computer was broken and I lost all of my documents so I've just recently gotten a new computer and I am starting fresh on the next chapter of the story. Thank you for being so patient!