Sweet Disposition

When she walks into the room, the world stops. Hands go limp, and the pencils they hold slip from their fingers. All words being spoken simply cease to continue. Everyone is now a statue.

She glances around nervously, a blush rising up her throat to color her initially white cheeks a harsh red. We keep our eyes trained on this new alien who has been whisked away to our corner of the universe. For some of us, it is simply because she is a stranger, for others, it is her beauty.

Teacher breaks the spell, smiling at the newcomer and waving her to a seat in the middle of the room. Whispers break out of their shells, as we all begin to voice our thoughts on the rarity that is a new student.

Oliver leans over, mutters in my ear, "how much are you willing to bet that Mike's going to find some way into her pants by Friday?"

I smile, despite the fact that I don't like Oliver's knack at making cruel remarks. He is thinking the same thing as Mike, no doubt. They both stare at her with lustily sparkling eyes; their minds are conjuring dreams of what they wish they could do with her. I wish that I could snap my fingers and take this enchantment off of Oliver. He forgets his promises more than I give him credit for.

I nearly miss the teacher asking her to introduce herself. "My name is Bella," she says softly, face becoming a tomato at the notion of having to speak in front of the whole class. "B-Bella Swan."

Our words become a tornado at that moment. "Bella?" "Bella!" "Bella." The name is being flung out all over the place. We are marveling at how such a shy, yet beautiful girl could have a name. We had expected her to remain anonymous, so she could fade into our daily routines after this day. A name gave her substance; it removed her sense of mystery. It made her approachable.

"We should invite her to one of our gigs," Oliver suggests. The lure of a new girl must be too much for him. I feel myself shrinking in his eyes.

"Maybe," I say.

"I bet she'd like our sound," he states, and turns away to feast his eyes once more.


Author's Notes - Thank you for checking out She's The Refrain! This is just a taste of what's to come; around half of the fic has already been finished. I'm looking for another beta, so if anyone is interested, please send me a message! I hope you stick around! (:

Rated T for language, may be bumped up to M later, but don't count on it.