I looked down at the flimsy piece of paper in my hands. Were they kidding? There was absolutely no way I would ever go to such a thing. They must have made a mistake. But there it was. Unmistakeable. In pure black print. Sixth period: Gym class.
I don't even know how it got there. I mean, I had never taken gym before, why in the world would I start in twelfth grade? They surely made a mistake. Sixth was supposed to be U.S. history with Bella, Alice and Jasper. As soon as the homeroom bell sounded, I tore out of class, my poor sweet Bella stunned still seated.
Cullen left pretty fast. I wonder if something happened between him and Bella. Maybe I should see if she is okay. She may need a shoulder to cry on….or someone's soft lips to kiss away her tears……
The vile Mike Newton thoughts filled me with rage. I would have to deal with him later, because right now, my entire next semester's happiness rested on me getting out of this class. As I reached the office doors, I quickly calmed myself down enough to get my "convincing voice" ready. Hopefully I could dazzle poor Mrs. Cope enough to switch my classes.
"Excuse me? Mrs. Cope? May I have a word?" I asked, making sure I flashed her one of my crooked smiles.
"Ye-ss sweetheart?" she replied, clearly frazzled by presence.
"I was wondering if maybe there was a mistake on my schedule. Here it says Sixth period: Gym class. But on my course recommendation, I clearly asked to have U.S. History then." I used my sweetest, most alluring voice.
"Yes, we noticed that, but in the student graduate requirements, it says you neeed to take at least one gym class. Without it you cannot graduate. I am sorry, but there are no substitutions or exceptions." She apologised, smoothing her unruly red hair, and a vague attempt to tame it.
"You mean that I have to go. Or. I. Won't. Graduate?" It was so much harder to keep my tone down, my fingers pinching the bridge of my nose.
"Sorry darling, but this is out of my hands." She replied, trying not to stare at my form fitting gray tee-shirt.
"Thank you for your time Mrs. Cope" I replied, and rushed for the door. Gym. If only they knew how much I really knew about those sports. I as around before they were even invented. I was ten times faster than the track captain. And now I would have to endure one hour every day of pretending to be like every other male in this school.
Alice nearly peed herself when she met me at lunch today. "Excited for sixth period Eddie? Do you have your gym shorts in your locker?"
"Shut up Alice Cullen, if you know what's good for you." I growled back.
Bella was clearly confused, so my dear sister filled her in on my schedule. She then burst into giggles, but upon seeing my face, tried to stop herself.
"I am sorry Edward." She pleaded. "I didn't mean to laugh. But seriously, you, in Gym Class?"
"I know. I couldn't believe it either. But apparently it's mandatory for me to graduate this year."
"I told you that you should have taken it in tenth grade, like Jasper and Emmett, but NOOO, you had to take music history instead. Like you didn't already know all of it." Alice laughed.
"Oh yeah?" I hissed to my baby sister. "And where was the warning on my schedule, little miss psychic?"
"Oh, I saw it, dear brother, but your real reaction was much funnier, than if I were to have told you."
Bella covered her mouth with her hand, but a few giggles escaped. "If I made it through a whole semester in gym class hon, then you can too."
"I guess your right. How hard could it be?"
English went by much quicker than I had anticipated, and before long, it was time for gym. Ugh, just the thought of it made me shudder.
"Good luck Edward." Bella wished me, as she quickly reached up to peck me on the cheek, before following Alice to U.S. History.
I turned in the other direction, and headed towards my fate. As I read the sigh above the door, I shuddered again.
"Forks High Gymnasium. Home of the Forks Foxes."
I took a deep breath, and opened the door. Goodbye dignity.