Hi everyone, I'm so sorry about my other stories, I haven't abandoned them it's just my memory got deleted so I had to go get my computer sorted out. But that's no excuse. Here's a new story for you guys I hope you like and the next Chapter of Love One Cup At A Time is gonna be up in a few hours.
Twilight is not mine it is the genius coming from Stephenie Meyer *sob*
Any way enough of my chit chat to the story!
Chapter 1
Rolling my eyes I began walking towards the school building. Everyone around me stares as usual. Another year, another school, same problems. Pushing up my glasses I greet the lady at the desk.
"Hello how may I help you?" She asks.
"Hi, I'm just here to collect my schedule and whatever else I need." I say politely.
"Ok what's your name?"
"Isabella Swan." She rifles through some files until she finds my name.
"Here you go. This is your schedule." She hands me a paper. "And then you can get this signed by your parents and carry it to me tomorrow." I nod. "Have a good day Isabella."
"Thanks, you too." I say leaving the building. The first thing I do is check of my schedule. I have Trig then Calculus and English before lunch and after is Computer Science, Gym, Bio and Physics. Thank God the periods are only an hour long. I go to my locker to empty my bag leaving the textbooks for the subjects I have this morning. My neighbour is in using their locker. I can't see their face but by their body I guess it's a guy. He's wearing a pair of black skinny jeans similar to the ones I have on and a blue shirt with white suspenders. On his skinny body it looks really nice. He's also wearing a pair of ratty converse.
"Hey." I say adjusting the strap of my bag on my shoulder. The top of his head hits the inside of his locker. "Oh my gosh are you ok?" I ask. He steps away from his locker holding the top of his head. "I am so sorry." I say rushing over to him. He's really tall, about a foot taller than me.
"I'm fine." He says. His voice has a smooth texture and instantly relaxes me. He turns to face me and aside from the hand rubbing his bronze hair he looks completely at ease.
"Look at this. All I want to do is introduce myself to my locker neighbor and I end up scaring him and almost giving him a concussion." I say. He laughs and then snorts.
"I'm all good, no concussion. I've gotten used to head injuries." He smiles at me and it brightens up his very pretty face. His green eyes wrinkle at the corners under his buddy holly style glasses that are very similar to my red and black checkerboard ones.
"I'm glad your OK but not so happy about the fact your used to head injuries. I'm Isabella Swan."
"Edward Masen." I shook his hand. "You look like a Bella though." He said.
"I do prefer to be called that, Isabella makes me sound old."
"And what about my name? It's old as hell."
"I like it. It suits you."
"Whatever you say. It makes me feel like I'm from the 1800s." He says. "So you're new here."
"Yeah."
"Cool. What classes do you have?" I let him look at my schedule. I watch as he checks his watch. "We have 30 minutes before homeroom, I can give you a quick tour. If you want."
"That'd be nice." He allows me to empty my bag before leading me around the school.
"Ok, here's the math wing. You have trig here and calc here." He says pointing to the doors. I nod making a mental note of which door is for what.
"And over here is the arts department. Your english class is here, you have Ms. Pratt. She's a good teacher but you better make sure you know some quotes every class as soon as you walk through the door she is gonna want you to recite one. We're reading Merchant of Venice now."
"Why me?"
"She always picks on the new student."
"Oh." We walk to another part of the school and he leads me through two doors.
"And this is the cafeteria. You can sit outside if you want to but since we live in Forks no ever does." I nod. We finish our tour and he leads me to my homeroom.
"Is there any seating arrangement?" I ask. He takes my hand.
"Come with me." He leads me to the front of the classroom to a list on the board. He looks for my name. "26." He says.
"Huh?"
"Your seat number."
"Oh." We look around for a table with the number 26 on it. When we find it I sit down.
"There you go." He says.
"Thanks for the tour Edward."
"No problem." He walks out of my homeroom and to his class. My teacher walks in and takes the register forcing me to introduce myself to the class. Which I absolutely hate. After homeroom I walk to my first class.
"Hi, I'm Bella Swan." I say introducing myself to the teacher.
"I'm Ms. Jackson, Bella do you like Trig?" She asks. I nod.
"It's one of my favourite subjects. Anything that has to do with numbers and the unknown fascinates me."
"Well I think we'll get along just fine." She says.
"I hope so."
"You can take a seat anywhere you want." I nod and take a seat in the front row. The rest of the class files in eventually and Ms. Jackson stands up.
"Good morning class." She says. We all reply. "Ok today we have a new student, Bella Swan." I turn to the class and wave. "Good now today we are going to continue on the Pythagarus Theorem. Bella you know that right?" She asks. I nod. She hands out a few worksheets I take it and pull out my binder. "Ok, class do this worksheet today. If there is anything you don't understand feel free to come up to me." She says. I look over the worksheet. It has 20 questions on it. I began writing getting lost in all things Trig.
I put down my pencil and look up at the clock there are 30 minutes of my class left. I carry my book up to the teacher's desk. I see her reading a novel.
"Um, Ms. Jackson." I say. She shuts her book.
"Oh Bella, are you having any problems?" She asks. I shake my head. "What is it then?"
"I'm finished." I say. She looks at me surprised.
"Oh, let me have a look at them." I hand her my book and she looks them over. "Very good Bella, these are all correct. That's very impressive some of my best students have problems with these questions."
"Thank you."
"Well this was all I had planned for today but since you've finished I guess you may leave if you would like." She says. I nod and go to my desk packing my bag.
"Bye Ms. Jackson." I say walking out the door.
"I'll see you tomorrow Bella." She replies. I walk down the hall way but stop in front of the boys bathroom when I hear shouting.
"Hey, where the hell is my homework?" One guy asks.
"It's right here." The voice sounds small. I hear the sound of paper being crumpled. I step into the girls' room when steps approach the door. Once I'm sure they are gone I sneak back out. Out of the bathroom Edward walks out with a slight limp and his eye looks swollen.
"You ok?" I ask. He looks up from tucking in his shirt.
"What are you doing out of class?" He asks me.
"I finished my work early so my teacher let me out. Now tell me are you ok?" I ask grabbing chin and looking at his eye.
"I'm fine." He says trying to step away from me.
"Let's go to nurse." I say taking his hand leading him down the hallway.
"Edward which way is the nurse's station?" I ask. He didn't answer.
"Edward tell me." I press. Still no reply. I stop and turn around to look at him. "Edward you can either tell me or I can go ask a teacher."
"Left here then right at the water cooler." He says. I nod and walk with him following his directions.
"Oh Edward what happened to you?" The nurse asks as soon as we enter the room.
"The usual." He says.
"I don't know why you don't report them." She says.
"Because if I do they'll hit me more." He replies.
"Tut tut tut." She says shaking her head leading him to the chair in her office. "So who is the young lady that was kind enough to carry you here?" She asks referring to me.
"Bella she's new here."
"Ah, I'm Nurse Cullen. But you can call me Esme."
"It's nice to meet you." I say
"You too dear. It's about time my little Edward has found a friend."
"Aunt E." Edward whines.
"You're his aunt?" I ask. She nods.
"He doesn't like the fact I baby him so much. But he's so fragile. I can't help it."
"I'm not fragile." He says.
"Yes you are honey." She grabbed one of his wrists in her hands. "Look at how dainty your wrists are."
"They aren't dainty." He says pouting. She taps his lips.
"You know they are." She places an icepack in his hand and he put it over his eye.
"Edward have you ever thought of modelling?" I ask. He shook his head. "You could."
"I always told him that he should. He's got the height for it and he's got sharp features."
"Oh my gosh, you guys are making me sound like a girl."
"But you're a pretty girl." I say.
"Thanks." He says dryly. The bell rings and Edward smiles getting up. He grabs my bag and pretty much hauls me out of the room.
"Bye Aunt E." He rushs out barely giving me anytime to wave to her. He deposits me in my classroom for Calculus before walking away. I'd give anything to know what's going on in his head.
Walking up to my teacher I adjust my shirt.
"You must be Isabella." He says smiling at me.
"It's Bella." I say correcting him. He nods.
"Ok, so do you have any past experience in Calculus?" He asks. I nod.
"Very good. Please sit anywhere you'd like and don't be afraid to ask questions." He says.
"Thank you sir." I say taking a seat in the front row again.
"Class open your textbooks and turn to page 143. Do exercise 1B." He says. I turn to the page and start the first of the 50 problems.
"Ok class finish the problems for homework." I pack up my bag and get ready to leave. "Bella." He says.
"Yes sir?" I ask. He gestures with his finger for me to approach his desk.
"Are you having any problems with the work?" He asks. I shake my head.
"No. I'm doing fine."
"Well your transcripts says you were at the top of your class so I expect a lot from you." He says.
"I hope I meet your expectations then." I say.
"I'm sure you will." I leave and go to my English class.
"Gimme a quote." A petite read headed woman shouts at me from the teachers' desk. This must be Ms. Pratt. What book did Edward say they were doing again? Ah Merchant of Venice.
"If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions; I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than to be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching." I say.
"Act I Scene II very good." She says. "Take a seat Ms. Swan." She says gesturing to the only empty seat in the room. I sit down. "Ok take out your texts and turn to the beginning of Act 3." She says. "Oh Isabella since you don't have your text on you at the moment you cam borrow mine." She says handing me a very worn copy of the book. It reminds me of a lot of the ones I have at home. Old, worn and dogeared from repeated use. She starts reading the book and explaining each scene and what takes place in them. I find myself lost in her speech as she paces about the room speaking animatedly about the book. Everything I already know about the book becomes clearer in my mind and I understand it a whole lot more.
The bell rings indicating the start of lunch catches me off guard and I jump in my seat. The people around me snicker. I walk out of my class room ignoring them and go to the cafeteria. I join the line and pick up an apple, a pudding cup, a burger and a box of milk. After paying the cashier I look around the lunch room. I see a group of jocks sitting down together and making noise. There's another table with cheerleaders, one for goths, one for skaters and then there was Edward sitting by himself. A smile comes to my face and I walk over to him.
"Hey." I say putting down my tray. His head shoots up to look at me as I sit down.
"What are you doing?" He asks.
"Sitting down." I say.
"Why?"
"Because I wanna have lunch."
"Oh, ok." He gets up and walks away.
"Edward, where are you going?"
"To that table." He says pointing to another empty table.
"Why?"
"So you can have your lunch." I start laughing.
"Silly Edward, I'm sitting here because I want to have lunch with you." I say shaking my head.
"Really?" I nod. "Oh." He walks back over to the table but comes to a stop looking on both sides of the table.
"You can sit beside me if you want. I don't bite." I say. He sits.
"You do realize that you are commiting social suicide right?" I shrug. "I am an outcast."
"Nah, your just different."
"Outcast, different same thing." He says.
"No it means you don't follow the crowd or what's in. You do what you do because you like it." I say.
"Eh, people still pick on me."
"Well stand up to them."
"It's not as easy as that. It's all of them." He gestures to the cafeteria. "Against me." At that moment one of the jocks gets up from his table followed by a few more and heads to our table.
"Oh look it's Edward and guess what guys? He's got a little girlfriend." They say taunting him.
"Ok, first of all that is the lamest thing I've ever heard and secong you guys need to get a life and leave him alone." I say.
"Oh a fiesty one." One of them says. I roll my eyes and sit down.
"Edward you done?" I ask.
"Yeah." Is his reply.
"Good because I just lost my appetite." He snickers.
"Shut up Masen." One of them says raising his fist to hit him. "Or do you want another black eye?" He asks.
"Touch him and I rip you a new asshole." I here a deep voice from behind me say. The guys in front of me cringe. "Get out of here." The voice says. The guys walk back to their table. I turn around and see a tall muscular guy in a black shirt. He has curly brown hair and blue eyes. At first glance he scares me. Then he smiles revealing dimples.
"Hey I'm Emmett." He says.
"Bella." He hugs me squeezing the air out of my lungs. "Um, can't breathe." I choke out.
"Emmett put her down." A female voice says. Over his shoulder is a leggy blonde with icy blue eyes. I'm guessing she's his girlfriend. He eventually releases me and I hold onto my stomach trying to catch my breath.
"I'm Rosalie this goofball is my boyfriend." She says shaking my hand.
"Bella."
"So Bella how come I've never seen you here before?" She asks.
"I'm new."
"Oh so where are you from?"
"Arizona, Pheonix to be exact."
"No way. You're so pale." Emmett says touching my skin. "You almost whiter than Edward."
"I can never get a tan, I always burn." I say.
"So how did you meet Edward?" Rose asks.
"He's my locker neighbour."
"Oh." She says. "Bella can I talk to you for a second?" I nod and follow her to the water cooler.
"Um, what's up?" I ask nervously. She turns to face me.
"If you hurt Edward I will break your face." She threatens. My eyes widen in shock.
"What?"
"You heard me. Hurt my cousin and you can kiss the world goodbye."
"I won't hurt him." I say.
"You have no idea how many times people have said that one line." She says before walking away. The lunch bell rings before I have time to ask her what she means by that. Edward walks over to me.
"Hey you ok?" He asks waving a hand in front of my face.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"Ok, if you say so. Let's get you to you're next class." He says picking up my bag for me and emptying our trays.
"Alright." I say. He walks me to the Computer Lab.
"Go talk to Ms. Bennett. I'll save you a computer." He says.
"You have this class too?" I ask. He nods in answer. "Cool." I say going up to the teachers desk.
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