Chapter 1, The Boy
BPOV
I sat in Biology class, absentmindedly doodling on a piece of notebook paper. I had lived in Forks for approximately two days, and this was my first day of school. It was the middle of January, and I knew absolutely no one.
Biology was my second to last class of the day...finally. The seat next to me was empty and I intended to keep it that way.
That was when the door opened and in walked a majorly hot guy with messy bronze colored hair. He had a smug smile on his face and marched towards the seat next to me cockily.
I sighed. Naturally, as soon I think I don't want something...that something happens...
"Mr. Cullen, how many times are you intending to be late to my class?" Mr. Varner asked.
The bronze-haired kid reclined in his seat, smiling innocently at Mr. Varner. "Oh, only a hundred more times or so...how many classes do we have left?" His voice was very smooth and absolutely amazing. Every girl in the classroom either swooned or fanned themselves. With the exception of myself of course.
I rolled my eyes, as did the teacher. Then the boy glanced over at me with a large smile. "Hi," he whispered. I waved and then focused on my drawing.
I wanted to scream when I felt a tap on my upper arm. I glanced over and the kid handed me a note.
I sighed, and unfolded it. Why the hell did he have to fold it? I was sharing a lab table with him!
My name is Edward Cullen. You must be the new girl, Bella Swan? I couldn't help but admire his hand writing. It was perfect and really nice.
I sighed and scribbled, Yeah, I am. Nice to meet you. I rolled my eyes as I handed the note back to him. Then I froze when I saw Mr. Varner staring at the two of us.
"Passing notes? That's a detention for you both." Mr. Varner declared. Every one chuckled as he wrote out the detention slip. I glared at Edward who was smiling widely at me. "Sorry." He mouthed.
I glared, "You're not forgiven." I mouthed back. He chuckled and pulled out his notebook.
***
The rest of the day went by excruciatingly slow. I got to detention after school. Edward was already there and was sitting with his feet up on the table.
"Nice converse." I muttered as I plopped down in a different table. I pulled out my notebook, and started my homework.
"Thanks," Edward said, much too closely. I glanced over only to find him sitting next to me. I glared at him.
"Oh, still not over the whole 'I got you a detention thing?'" He asked, pulling out an i-pod that looked ridiculously expensive.
I rolled my eyes. "I shouldn't be here now! I didn't do anything!"
He chuckled. "I distinctly recall you handing me the note back. You could have stuffed it in your back pack, but you didn't. At the very least you could have checked to see if the teacher was looking or not! But, if I knew you were a failure at passing notes, then I would have passed it to the kid behind you."
"I am not a failure at passing notes!" I said. He was really starting to get on my nerves. He chuckled as he stuck the head phones in his ears.
It wasn't long before he tapped my shoulder again.
"What!?" I demanded.
He smiled. "Ah, don't be that way, I just wanted to know if you had a pencil sharpener?"
I rolled my eyes for the millionth time that day. I glanced down to see a broken pencil. When I did glance down I happened to see his AP math book. It was honors calculus. Juniors were only doing Trigonometry. He must be really smart.
"Um, here." I muttered, handing him a mechanical pencil. "These work ten times better."
"They always break when I use them." He said with a quick smile, showing off his amazingly white perfect teeth.
"So, what kind of math is that?" I asked, honestly curious. If he was so smart, then why did he act like such a jerk around all the teachers?
"The kind you do." He said sarcastically. He looked uncomfortable and he looked away.
I started at him for a long time, before finally giving up and continuing my work.
It was about five minutes later when he shut his book and walked over to the teacher who had been watching us. She looked like she was about twenty and was paying absolutely no attention to us.
She glanced up from the computer screen she was sitting at. Her eyes widened a little when she saw Edward and immediately smiled warmly at him. I sighed.
"Uh, hey, Miss Pots, I finished my Calculus. Um, Mr. Varner said to come and get the extra Biology homework he had for me when I finished with math. Would you mind if I went and got it from him?" Edward asked, politely.
My forehead creased. Extra homework? Mr. Varner hadn't given me any. Why did Edward get some? I decided it must have been because Edward got so many detentions, the teachers must be fed up with him.
Miss Pots nodded her head, smiling at him again.
He returned in the room a few minutes later with another AP book. So he was smart then?
But why didn't he just jump a grade, or switch to honors classes?
Edward walked over to me and set his book down, and his forehead creased as he saw me eyeing his book.
"So AP calculus and AP biology homework?" I asked casually.
He sighed and sat down. "If you tell any one I am doing AP homework, I will tell the whole school that you slept with me and that you are a little slut."
I raised my eyebrows. "I don't need any threats, I just want to know why?" He was obviously defensive about it.
He sighed again and glanced down at his book. He opened the book to the page he had to do. "I don't want people to think I'm a nerd. I got offered to jump a grade and I refused. I got offered to do all AP classes and I refused. The teachers let me do my own thing for about a month until I became a disturbance in class because I started acing the tests and I was board. They said I either had to take AP tutoring or switch to AP classes. Naturally, I took the first option. I wasn't into the all-nerd-society."
I had to laugh at that. "You know, it isn't a bad thing to be smart."He rolled his eyes. "I'm not smart."
"Right. And I don't have brown hair." I said, sarcastically.
He chuckled. "And now back to the threat. You tell anyone, then you will be known as the slut who knows too much."
I giggled. "I think you would like people to have them think I slept with you."
He smiled, seductively. "Well, it would only add to my record."
I rolled my eyes. "Was that supposed to turn me on? Because I think womanizing is a major turn off."
"Mm, and I would bet money that you're a virgin who is intimidated by my bad boy charm."
"Bad boy charm? Is that what the kids are calling it these days?"
"But you never answered my question." He said. He stared deep into my eyes and I felt my bones go week.
"That's because you never asked one." I said.
"Ah, but I did. I technically asked if you were a virgin."
"Technically. That's not literal and therefore I don't have to answer." I said matter-of-factly.
He smiled. "Alright. I'll just assume the worst then."
"And that is?" I asked, annoyed. Him and his threats.
Another smile. "That you are a slut."
I sighed. "Well, I'm not. Nor am I a virgin."
He raised his eyebrows. "Really? Then how many men have you slept with?"
"One." I said. I remembered the first time I had lost my virginity. It was the very reason I came here. My mother caught us in the act. I didn't love the kid. I was just a little too drunk, and my mother freaked out. She sent me here to get a fresh start.
"Hmm. One? Do you want to make that two?" He asked, wagging his eyebrows at me. My body screamed yes. I wasn't a slut. Not at all. But I also couldn't deny that I wasn't turned on by this kid.
He was tall and lean, with a lot of muscle. It wasn't the big, football player kind. It was more stringy and thin. It fit his body type. His jaw was square and very defined. His nose was perfectly strait and his lips were red and very full. His hair was untidy but just the right length to run your fingers through. It wasn't too long but it wasn't too short. It came down just in front of his eyes. And his eyes. Oh...my...gosh. His eyes were like emeralds. They were vibrant green and sparkled. His voice was low and seductive.
Did I want to have sex with this boy?
Yes.
"I think I'll pass." I muttered, glancing back down at my notebook. My body was screaming at me.
"Too bad. You look good enough to eat." He said. I felt his fingers dance across the skin of my right hand. It send a physical jolt of desire threw me and my body was reacting in ways it shouldn't have been.
"Tell you what." I said, before I pounced on him in the middle of the school library. "You let me do my homework, and I'll let you do yours."
He smiled. "I don't feel like doing homework any more. I got distracted."
"More like hard." I muttered under my breath.
He chuckled like he heard me and then continued on his work despite himself. When I was sure he was busy I glanced up at him. I took in his perfect features once...again. Another time.
Ah, fuck. I really needed to stop, or I would find myself in the last position as before...
***
I woke to yet another dreadfully rainy day. I sighed. More school. My dad was pissed enough about the stupid detention, and when he heard about Edward getting me the detention, he called Edward's dad, Carlisle. Carlisle Cullen was the town's infamous doctor. Who the hell knows why he choose this town when he could work anywhere else on the face of the planet. Dr. Cullen was not happy with his son and promised my father that he would speak to Edward.
Well, shit. I hadn't meant to get him in trouble, I just didn't want to get myself in trouble. Oh well, what goes around comes around I guess.
Edward had it coming.
I sighed, I did not want to think about that amazingly hot boy. Even absent, he had a strong affect over me. I sighed.
I got up out of bed and got ready, moving like a slug. I really dreaded school. I wasn't very good at it. I still hadn't even finished my biology homework.
I sighed again.
***
"Uh, hey, Dad, anything good happening today?" I asked timidly. My dad wasn't exactly pleased with me at the moment.
He looked up at me and glared. "You're lucky I didn't ground you. I hear that Cullen boy is a real trouble maker. You stay away from him, Bella, I mean it. Your mother would kill me if you got yourself in the same position as last time."
I grumbled under my breath. No one would ever let me forget that would they?
"When exactly did that happen?" Charlie asked, not letting the subject drop.
"Dad, that is none of your business." I muttered, grabbing a granola bar.
"Excuse me?" Charlie fumed, glaring at me. I glared back, but gave in not in the mood to fight with him.
"Two months ago. As soon as Mom was sure I wasn't pregant," I rolled my eyes, remembering that we were being safe, "She sent me here. In this delightful town full of delightful people."
He puffed his chest like a snobby rich person and said, "These are good people, Bells. They do the right thing. Most of them anyway."
I knew he was referring to Edward and I didn't want that conversation to start up again.
I sighed, waving at my father and walking towards the door, when Charlie stopped me. "Bella, you know I love you, it's just..." he sighed, searching for the right words, "I just don't want to see you get hurt."
I looked into my father's eyes and saw nothing but the truth. I really did love my father. "I know, Dad, you know I love you, too. But I have to get to school, so I'll see you tonight." He smiled at me and hugged me before walking over to his cruiser. I waved at him from my own truck, smiling to myself.
***
I got to school early. Figures. I sighed and jumped out, pulling out my Biology homework. Ah, shit I didn't have any idea of how to do it. I grumbled to my self for about five minutes when a low musical voice nearly scared the shit out of me. "Need some help with that?"
I glanced up, already knowing who it was, and sighed. "Are you following me?" I asked annoyed. Why did Edward keep showing up in my life.
"Possibly, but that would make me a stalker and I'm not."
"You make no sense." I muttered, glaring at him.
He smiled. "I get that a lot. My brilliance confuses people."
"So you have book smarts, the way you act in school, makes me think you're not so smart...and that you are below the influence. Good luck straitening that one out."
He snorted. "Mm, book smarts, it's more than some people have, I'll say that much...so do you need help or not?"
I glanced down. "Oh, whatever. You're not going to try anything on me, are you?"
His smile turned seductive. "Always."
I rolled my eyes. "So question one." I handed him the book.
He glanced at the book for one second, then glancing back up at me with a mystified expression. "Come on."
"What?"
"Are you serious?" He asked. His face was incredulous. He sighed. "It's mitosis. You know the phases of cells." He was staring at me like I was some kind of bug.
"Well, we all can't be as smart as you." I muttered, writing down the answer.
He rolled his eyes, "I learned that in 7th grade!"
"Well, I didn't." I retorted, getting annoyed again.
He chuckled. "Obviously."
I muttered something unintelligible under my breath. "Next?"
"Uh, you have got to be kidding. Anaphase!"
I glared. "Enough with the theatrics and more with the answers."
He smiled, "I can't help thinking that you are a moron."
I clenched my teeth. "Next question."
He stared into my eyes for a long time, as if he was searching for something. Finally he uttered, "Prophase. It's time for class."
I glanced around noticing that people were heading to their classes now. I saw some girls glance at Edward and then to me with hostile expressions.
"So how many girls have you been with at this school?"
"Umm...." He thought for a moment, thinking to himself, "Jeez, I don't know...all the hot ones, with two exceptions."
I raised my eyebrows. Holy...shit. "And those girls are?"
"You and Angela. You I'm still trying to get with, and Angela is pretty hot...but she's...kind of the goody-goody type." He rolled his eyes. "I don't do the innocent. Well...innocent in the mind. Bodily innocence in a woman is -"
"Okay, so I'm going to go to class." I muttered, shaking my head. What ever was going on in that boy's head was seriously screwed up.
He chuckled, grabbing my arm as I stood up. "I will be with you. You'll come crawling into my arms soon enough."
He wasn't wrong about that, but I didn't let him see. I looked him over as if I was checking him out...which I was...and muttered, "We'll see about that."
"See you at lunch. I'll save you a seat."
He squeezed my ass and walked off. I stared off in his direction for a long time...day dreaming.
Stop!
Don't fall in love with a player, Bella.
***
The rest of the day went by like a dream. I think it had something to do with the fact that I spent the entire time day-dreaming about Edward. Then I got to Trig...
"Hey, you're Isabella, right?" A very perky dark brown haired girl asked me.
I sighed. "It's just Bella...and you are?" I asked, trying to sound polite.
"Oh, I'm Jessica Stanley. It's really nice to meet you." I could hear the falseness behind her words. She just wanted to show the new girl off to the rest of the world. All the guys were checking me out, and she wanted a taste of it.
I tried hard to hide my smirk. "Yeah, same here."
I looked back down at my math book, trying to nicely give her signs that I wasn't interested in being used by this bitch. I glanced over in time to see her plop down in the seat next to me.
Damn! That girl is dumber than Hannah Montana.
I sighed.
Can't she take a hint?
"Sorry, I didn't introduce myself yesterday, I was busy doing stuff."
Uh, what kind of stuff? But I bit my tongue, best not to start things.
"Ummm, that's okay, don't trouble yourself." I muttered not in the mood to talk anymore. Please just let me daydream about fucking Edward Cullen. My body reacted at the mere thought.
"So you and Edward are getting close, huh?" Where did that come from?
I looked over at her mystified. Was this her primary objective then? To get to Edward? I'd have to ask him later if Jessica was one of the many girls he screwed.
"Excuse me? Are you talking about the prick? Oh yeah, he is trying to get in pants. Won't leave me alone." I muttered glancing down at my math book.
"Well, you should stay away from him." She sounded a little too demanding. Had the bitch marked her territory? Jeez, why didn't she just take a piss on him and growl at any one who came close?
Oh, fuck her. Please leave me alone.
"I think I can tell who to stay away from and who to hang with...thanks." That marked the end of the conversation. I watched her get up and plop down in a seat next to some guy. His blonde hair was gelled down and he was scrawny looking. No muscle what so ever. Just like I had absolutely no attraction to him.
I raised my eyebrows as the bitch called Jessica flirted like a little whore with him. Slut, much?
I rolled my eyes and glanced down at my trig book, and wished desperately that trig was over...
***
Lunch was just the thing I was and was not looking forward to. Jeez, I was fucking screwed up...
I sighed quietly.
"Hey, sexy." I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard Edward's smooth voice from behind me.
I spun to face him, "Oh, it's you." I sneered and turned back to the register. I handed the lady some money and smiled at her.
I felt something grab my elbow. I couldn't deny the shock that shot threw me. Uh, why the hell did his touch give me chills?
"Sit with us." He prompted.
My forehead creased. "Us?"
"Yeah, my brother and sister. And their love interests." I saw him role his eyes a the last part.
"Oh, whatever. Hey, I wanted to ask you something." I said.
He raised his eyebrows. "Okay...?"
"Did you screw the um...Jessica girl?" I asked.
He grimaced looking disgusted. "Uh, it was the worst fuck I think I had ever experienced in my life...then she followed me around for like five moths before finally getting the hint. Was there a reason behind your question?" He asked, confused. His face still looked a little disgusted.
"Uh, yeah, and thanks you just cleared up my confusion. Apparently she staked her claim on you." I rolled my eyes at the thought. He burst out laughing as he sat down at a table with some other gorgeous people. In fact all the good looking people at the school were sitting at this table.
"Wow...that was..." he thought for a minute. "A little less than a year ago." Then he leaned across the table as if he cared that the other kids at the table could hear him. Though none of them were paying any attention to him. "She is psychopath."
I giggled, rather enjoying the close proximity to his amazing face. His breath was very, very sweet, and it made my bones jiggle. I shifted my weight a little. I saw him arch an eyebrow as he realized what I was doing.
A very smug smile broke across his face. I rolled my eyes. This wasn't an invitation into my pants.
I picked an apple and nibbled on it. A very large muscular kid leaned over towards Edward and said, "So, Eddie, are you going to introduce us to your little...friend?"
I raised my eyebrows as he emphasized friend. What the hell was that supposed to mean?
Edward glared at his brother. "Emmett, how many times do I have to tell you, do NOT call me that!"
Emmett rolled his eyes and looked at me and smiled very warmly. "Hi, you must be Bella. I'm Edward's big brother, Emmett."
I giggled, "Hey, Emmett. Nice to meet you." He smiled warmly.
"I'm Alice," said a very perky little black-haired girl. She was extremely skinny with barely any meat on her bones. I glanced at the plate in front of her. Vegetables.
"Hi, Alice." I said, smiling at her.
She flashed a pair of shiny white teeth.
"This is Jasper and Rosalie Hale." Edward said gesturing to a pair of blonde haired kids. They looked very much alike. I smiled warmly at them.
"Nice to meet you, Bella." They said in unison.
Edward introduced me the rest of the kids at the table. When he was finished, Alice burst out, saying, "Oh, Bella, we have to go shopping. How about tomorrow? It's a Saturday, and I'm not doing anything!"
Actually, shopping sounded like a shit-load of fun. I smiled widely, "That would be great! What time?" I had a feeling I would really like Alice.
"Um...well, I go to the gym till 10:00 and then I got to get ready...so how about 12?" She asked perkily.
"That's perfect."
"Hey, you girls mind if I come, too?" Rosalie asked, her eyes brightening.
Alice and I smiled, "Of course, Rose!" Alice said. Rosalie's eyes brightened further.
"Thanks!"
"Okay, while the 'girl's gang' goes to the mall, we are officially going out." Emmett declared.
Edward and Jasper groaned. "Only if you let us pick this time. Emmett, no offence, but the last time we hung out without the girls, it was hell." Edward muttered.
"Yeah, Oh, God! That was horrible! I mean, seriously, Emmett! How could you take us too -" Jasper started and then Emmett glared him into silence.
"Oh, whatever, you guys can choose." Emmett said.
Edward smiled deviously at them. "Excellent."
I rolled my eyes, not wanting to know what they were planning.
