Okay, so I suddenly came up with this story, and I could see it so clear in my head that I had to write it down. I need to have something else to write besides 'Dawn of a New Day', so I thought; Why not publish this?
Anyway, if you like it so far, please review, it gives me the will to keep writing :) You guys are wonderful!
Isabella Swan. The most popular girl in school.
Smart, gorgeous and funny. A true goddess walking among mortals.
We had calculus classes together. I could always tell when she tries to solve a tough math problem. She frowns, her perfect eyebrows pushing together, and she absently chews at the top of her pen.
I knew everything about her. Her taste in music, her favorite drink, what kind of jokes she laughs at (bad ones, always, and she's the only one laughing).
But that doesn't matter, because she's Bella. Everybody loves her. Worships the ground she walks on.
And me? I'm Jacob Black, her boyfriend. Handsome, party-animal. All the girls want me, but I only truly love one girl...
"Jake! Are you coming or not?"
My head snapped up, waking me from my daydream. I noticed that the rest of the class had already begun to pack their books, and were emerging from the classroom. My best friend Embry Call stood by my desk, done and waiting for me.
"Yeah, I'm coming" I replied, quickly collecting my books and shoving them in my bag. Lunchtime already, huh. I must have daydreamed all morning.
From the corner of my eye I saw her stand up, slowly walking out of the classroom. I followed Embry out, heading towards the cafeteria.
She walked a few feet in front of us, her hair swinging lightly from side to side. Embry caught me staring at her, but he only rolled his eyes at me.
She suddenly turned, walking over and embracing a incredibly handsome guy with bronze, messy hair. He flashed all of his perfect teeth to her, kissing her passionately on the lips.
I wanted to be that guy. Hell, I would trade my soul to be that guy's friend, standing next to them, making disgusted faces. At least I would be close to her.
Closer then I would ever be.
Because the truth was, I loved Isabella Swan. And she didn't even know my name. There was no need for her to know it either – She was a goddess, and I was a simple mortal, a loser that only hung out with my loser friends, never went to a party, never got drunk. I was a total nobody.
She would never even look twice at me.
"Dream on, Jake" Embry pulled in my arm, dragging me into the cafeteria.
"Yes, that's right. Keep on dreaming" I thought.
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Me and Embry sat down at our usual lunch table, where Leah, Quil, and Kim were already sitting, Leah talking and gesturing wildly. I wondered what is was she was upset about this time.
Leah Clearwater is my good friend Quil's girlfriend since a year back. Once she dated Sam Uley, who graduated last year, but he left her for another girl, Emily.
Leah is... a special girl, to put it right. Some would call her a bitch, but I would rather label her as cynical. Or pessimistic, if you prefer that. Anyway, I don't understand how Quil could stand her.
"I swear, Mr Greene is such a pervert. You should see him look at Lauren. It's disgusting. And he gave us like this huge homework essay to write on, and school is over in a couple of weeks. That's simply mean" she groaned, Quil was the only one who mumbled agreeably, his eyes focused on his food.
Across the cafeteria, at the biggest table, sat Bella. She always sat there, just like me and my friends always sat at 'our' table. Next to her was Edward Cullen, his arm around her, smiling and talking to his siblings, who sat across from them - Jasper and Alice, but they weren't really his siblings. Adopted, along with two others, who graduated last year. Rosalie, the beautiful, model-looking blonde, and Emmet, the best quarterback on our school team. Crushed everyone trying to get in his way.
Sitting next to Bella and Edward was Lauren - the girl Leah was currently talking about, Jessica, Mike, Angela and Ben. All part of the 'cool kids' (as my dad likes to put it), but of course Bella and Edward were in the center of it.
Sometimes I wonder what Edward Cullen has that I don't have.
But as always, just as I think the thought, I remember. He's good-looking, he's rich (his father is apparently a famous doctor), drives a fast car, he's smart and most of all he's charming. The teachers love him, the parents love him, the whole darn school loves him. Well, the female part of the school anyway, guys tended to be quite jealous.
I was too, when he pulled Bella close to him and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Oh for Christ's sake Jacob, when are you going to get over it?"
Leah's words spoke to me from a far distance at first, then getting louder and louder, pulling me back to reality. I picked up my sandwich as I hadn't heard her, shrugging my shoulders as I took a bite. But of course, she couldn't drop it.
"For how long have you been in love with her?" she demanded, and the rest of the table fell silent, but giving me the usual 'just-let-her-finish' look. With Leah, those looks were often seen.
"Since I started going to Phoenix High-School, almost two years ago. So what?" I snapped at her. Quil sighed and put his face in his hands, as he usually did when me and Leah started to argue with each other.
"When are you going to realize that she's not good enough for you? She's just a stupid doll who people likes to look at, am I right Quil?" she turned and asked her boyfriend, who just nodded tiredly. He had learned a long time ago that agreeing with everything Leah said was for the best for his own personal health.
Now, I didn't. Leah could push Quil around all she wanted, but not me. No sir.
"Not good enough for me? Are you blind? I am not good enough for her" I hissed.
"Guys, c'mon" Quil pleaded. Embry and Kim had turned their attention away from us a long time ago, too busy with themselves to care.
Funny how Quil always seemed to be the third wheel, when Embry and Kim were making out and me and Leah were fighting all the time. Sometimes he ignored us, but that only happened when Jared and Paul, two guys in the year above us sometimes joined us for lunch. They were even more socially awkward than us, but Paul was so big and muscular that nobody gave them any crap.
"Please Jake, you can do better than that. Even in your fantasy" Leah snapped, and I sighed, saying nothing, eating the rest of my lunch in bitter silence.
There is a perfectly good reason why I both hated and loved Wednesdays.
I hated it because it involved a double hour of Calculus, which was pretty okay, but quite boring after two long lessons. Somehow the school management though it was a good idea to squeeze in that extra lesson on Wednesdays.
Anyway, the chairs and tables were uncomfortable, and Mr Anderson, our teacher, always spent the first part of the lesson going through difficult math problems on the black board.
You see, for a normal seventeen year old, that would be enough to hate Wednesday's for all eternity.
But for me, it meant a whole extra hour of sitting a few feet away from Bella, watching her from the corner of my eye, enjoying every minute.
So when I sat down in my seat that Wednesday, I felt pretty darn happy about it. But just that special day, fate dealt me a very sweet card.
Almost all of the students had already taken their seats, but Bella was standing in front of Mr Anderson's desk, waving a paper around. It was impossible to tell what they were talking about, as the people around us used the last minutes of lunch to chat loudly around me.
Suddenly she slammed her fist hard down at the table, and the talking stopped immediately, as Bella stormed out of the classroom, leaving everyone with their mouths hanging open.
The teacher sighed deeply, his eyes scanning the classroom until they landed at me.
"Mr Black, will you please be so kind and go out and get Miss Swan back in this classroom. She needs to be attending these lessons I am afraid" he shook his head at me, his face apologetic.
"M-me?" I asked, feeling every single pair of eyes in the room looking at me.
Mr Anderson nodded. "I'll start the lesson anyway, but you will be excused".
I slowly rose from my seat, trying not to show everyone that my knees were shaking as I closed the door behind me.
Bella wasn't hard to find, she was sitting almost right outside the classroom, on the floor with her back against the wall. She didn't seem to notice me, in fact the seemed furious.
Her face where buried in her hands, and I could hear her mumbling swearwords through them angrily.
Slowly, I made my way to her. Years to come, I would still be able to remember that exact moment so painfully clearly, even though at that time I felt like I could throw up in the closest trashcan.
"Are you okay?" was the first thing that came out of my mouth. What a stupid question, really. A blind man could tell that she wasn't okay at all.
"No!" she fumed, throwing her hands in the air, like she was being defeated. "I'm failing calculus" she sighed, and her face dropped. I looked at the paper she was holding, and realized that it was a form that the parents needed to sign if a student were risking to getting a 'F' in one of the courses. Stupid school policy.
I felt unsure of myself standing in front of her while she was sitting down, so I sat down next to her, a few feet apart.
"Isn't there anything you can do?" I asked carefully, not wanting to upset her.
"No, not really. That... jerk came up to me after lunch, telling me that if I don't get at least a B on the next test, he's going to grade me with an F. And I can't get a stupid B – I've almost failed every other test in the course!" she explained, her fingers rubbing against her temple, like she had an awful headache.
"Maybe you need a tutor. What about your boyfriend?" I suggested. She shrugged indifferently, staring at the wall.
"Edward isn't much of a math genius either. He's more... I don't know, history and literature. That kind of stuff. Anyway, almost everyone I know hates math" she sighed.
During this whole time, she didn't even look at me. I didn't blame her though – Why would she want to look at me?
"I can tutor you after school, if you like"
Really, I didn't understand why I said it. It just came out, like I couldn't stop it. Right after I suggested it, I wanted to take it back. Any moment now, she would laugh, stand up and walk away. I bit my lip while she turned her head towards me.
"You would do that?". To my relief, she didn't seem mad. In fact, she seemed surprised, in a good way. Then she frowned. "What's in it for you?"
I blushed, and was glad that my russet-skin wasn't going to give that away.
"Nothing. I'll do it for free" I said, trying to sound like I tutored lots of people. Which of course, I didn't.
"Are you any good at Calculus anyway?" she asked, and now her whole torso was turned to me, looking at me as she actually was interested in what I said.
"I'm fairly sure that I will get an A" I assured her, trying to smile.
"Well then... Excellent" she smiled back at me. "What's your name?"
"Jacob. My friends call me Jake". How stupid I felt when I added that extra. Like she wanted to know what my friends call me. Was she surprised that I had any friends?
"I'm Isabella. My friends call me Bella" she smiled even wider, showing all of her teeth. My heart almost skipped a beat.
Here I was, talking to the girl of my dreams, and even offering her help. I never thought that I could ask her anything like that, even less likely that she accepted it.
"Alright Jacob, do we have a deal? Will you be my tutor?" she asked sounding business-like but yet cheerful, offering to shake my hand.
"Yes" I said, and took her hand.
I really have one problem... I don't know much about how the American school-system works :O It's very, very different from the Swedish system, so if I get a few things wrong, feel free to correct me :)
And oh, do you have a prom at your second year of High School? I am 99% sure that you have, but I want to ask anyway ^^
Enough said, I'll try to write more soon! /AB
