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Chapter Two

Isabella Point Of View

I half-ran down the crooked staircase, grabbing onto the rail for support. Once safely on the bottom floor, I walked into the living room and picked my school bag up off the couch. I could hear pots and pans clanging from the kitchen, where Charlie was probably trying to cook eggs, as he did every morning. I dug through my messenger bag, checking that I had everything that I needed for the day. Everything was there, except for my history essay that I spent the better part of two weeks on. I sighed, hooking my bag around my shoulder before frantically searching the house for the essay. After no luck, I ran into the kitchen, making myself a cup of coffee and scooped an egg out of Charlie's plate. He sat there, coffee in one hand, paper in the other, staring intently at the text in front of him.

"Have you seen my essay?" I asked, taking a sip of my coffee before looking nervously at the clock. He nodded, not bothering to answer. I sighed, waving my hand a few inches from his face.

"Dad! Essay!" I exclaimed, pointing looking at the clock.

"Check behind the sofa," He said, not looking away from the article. I ran into the living room again, finding it where he said. I shrugged, walking back into the kitchen to say bye to Charlie. I kissed his cheek quickly before walking outside into the light drizzle, taking shelter in my old Chevy truck.

I cranked the engine, and after two tries, my truck roared to life loudly. I set off, driving faster than usual to get to school. Once I finally arrived, I pulled into the parking lot, parking next to Alice's canary yellow Porsche 911. Sitting there on the hood were my two best friends. I had known Alice since we were six, and we were inseparable. That was, until my mom decided to divorce my dad four years later, taking full custody of me. I resented her for it, but I mostly resented the fact that she decided to ship me off to Phoenix when I ten, making me leave all my friends and family. Eventually, I forgave her, but demanded when I was sixteen to move back to Forks. She was hesitant at first, but finally relented when she realized how unhappy I was. It was then that I made friends with Rosalie and Jasper, who had moved from Texas when they were fourteen.

"Hey, bitch!" Rosalie called, breaking me from my day dream. I smiled at her as I locked the truck door before leaning against the side of my truck. My two best friend were stunning, to say the least. Rosalie was gorgeous, her long golden hair falling in waves down her back, with a perfectly symmetrical face that made any girl in the room feel ugly. Her ice blue eyes smoldered in many ways, depending on her mood. She was wearing black leggings that accentuated her long legs, a cream cardigan with black stripes that hugged her curves in all the right places, and black converse with blue paint splatters on the side. Alice, however, was the total opposite of Rose, yet just as stunning. She was tiny, standing at four-foot-eleven, and her short, jet black hair was spiked in every direction. Her eyes were a mixture of blue and green, changing from day to day. She was wearing gray skinny jeans with a floral pattern printed on them with a white tank top along, and a killer pair of white high heels.

"You okay?" Alice asked, giving me a funny look, and I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Yeah, why?" I answered, staring warily at Alice.

"It's just that your actually wearing something cute for a change," she stated, causing Rosalie to crack up. I looked down at my outfit. I was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a white tank top with a huge flower across one side. My leather jacket hung around my shoulders, keeping out the bitter breeze, and I was wearing my trusty high tops. Nothing over the top, but nothing too boring.

"Should I be offended?" I asked sarcastically, rolling my eyes. They shook their heads, causing me to sigh as I linked arms with them.

"Come on, before we're late!" I urged, ushering them toward the school entrance as they unwillingly followed behind me.

"Where's Jasper?" I asked, stopping cold as I realized he wasn't there.

"He volunteered to show the two new guys around," Alice sang, bouncing on her heels. Her eyes glowed.

"How come he never told me? I mean, I'm his sister!" Rose asked as she pushed her bottom lip out like a petulant child.

"He did this morning, you just don't listen," Alice informed, gesturing for us to walk.

"Okay then. And, by the way, next time you and my brother want to have sex, will you please keep it down! I couldn't sleep!" Rose snipped, causing me to snort goofily. Alice glared at us before a large smile lit her face.

"Apparently, they're from England!" She squealed. Rose and I fake gasped in unison, looking at each other with wide eyes.

"Really?" Rose asked sarcastically before staring at her perfectly polished nails in boredom.

"Shut up. Anyway they are sitting with us at lunch so..." she trailed off, waiting for Rose to groan, and she didn't disappoint.

"Don't be mean, Rosalie. You know what it's like to be new," I whispered, hoping she wouldn't be too mean. I loved Rose, I really did, but she could be a bitch sometimes.

"Fine," She sighed, "but if they are boring and ugly don't blame me," she said as she started walking down the hallway.

"See you later, bitches!" she waved before walking into her class. Alice and I shared a look before going our separate ways. I walked into trig, apologizing to Mrs. Brooke for being late before taking my seat next to Angela.

"Hey," I whispered to her as I grabbed my text book out of my bag.

"Hey, Bella," Angela smiled as she wrote copied the task from the board. I could hear people gossiping about the new editions to the school, and I tried to block out the relentless chatter.

"How's Ben? I haven't seen him in forever," I asked, scribbling out my work.

"He's good," that was the great thing about having Angela as a friend. She didn't need to fill silence with constant chatter. It was a welcome change. Trig dragged, as always, but after that, it was my two favourite classes of the day.

"Hey, Jasper!" I called as I walked into English, "So, I heard you were helping the new guys," before he could respond, Jessica Stanley cut in.

"Really? Oh my God, they are actually so fine!" she squealed, causing me to gag involuntary. She ran to her group of self obsessed friends yelling about how the 'sexy English dudes' were following Jasper around. They all gasped in union, before stampeding over to our table.

"Thanks, Bella!" He whined under his breath, turning towards the group of squealing girls.

"Look, ladies. If you want to know about them, then I suggest you go ask them," they protested for a while before returning to their original seats.

"That popular, huh?" I asked, and he nodded.

"Especially with the ladies," he laughed, causing a frown to set on my face. Great! Another group of self obsessed idiots is all Forks needs.

"But, they're actually really nice," he told me as I started to write the second paragraph in my essay.

"Fuck, Bells! I'm only on my introduction! Wanna help me out?" he asked, putting on his best puppy eyes. They widened and the ice blue colour changed to a deep blue, closer to denim.
"You know, it's not fair when you do that eye thing on me! No one can resist your charm, Jasper Hale," I sighed, picking up his paper to read what he had written.

"Alright, all you have to do is go into more detail with your explanation and also add an effect to it," I concluded, giving him his sheet back.

"Thanks, Bella. You're the best," he smiled, hugging me quickly.

"The brightest!" He laughed at my silliness and the rest of class went on as usual before Jazz and me walked to History together. History was uneventful, since Mr. Bennett was out and we had a substitute. Most people messed around the whole time, but Jasper and me actually worked, although we still talked to each other. The bell rang, indicating that it was lunch.

"I'll see you in the cafeteria. I'm going to meet Emmett and Edward," he told me as he walked in the direction on the music hall. I walked down to the crowded cafeteria on my own, grateful to see Alice and Rosalie sitting at our usual table.

"God, I hate high school!" I complained as I sat down next to Rose.

"Why?" Alice asked, chewing on a French fry.

"People are so fake! It drives me crazy!" I stated, stealing a few fries from Alice's plate. She scowled at me, and I just shrugged. She seemed to forgive me though, as she spotted Jasper and waved frantically, giving me the impression of a mad woman. The usual chatter from the cafeteria stopped abruptly and I could feel eyes on our table. Alice decided to ignore everyone and started introducing us to the new guys.

"Bella and Rosalie, this is Edward and Emmett," I turned, curious to see the boys who had made all the girls swoon. My breath caught in my throat as my eyes connected with the purest shade of emerald green eyes I have ever seen. They smoldered in a way that seemed impossible. The beautiful eyes were framed with thick eyelashes, ones that girls would spend a hundred dollars on beauty products trying to replicate. His face was what I would call classically beautiful. He had a strong jaw line and the most delicious looking lips I had ever seen. They were so plump and pink, and looked so soft and kissable, it took all my strength not to jump on them right then. He had a thick head of the most unusual copper hair I had ever seen. It fell naturally, in a casual disarray. And his body… Oh, my God, his body! He was wearing dark denim jeans with a low rise, allowing me to see a sliver of skin, showing in the deep V that made my mouth water. I could see his abs through his white shirt, and this thick arms through his leather jacket. Remember to breath, Bella! I reminded myself.

"Bella!" Alice's soprano voice broke my ogling, causing me to blush a deep shade of crimson.

"Sorry, spaced out there. What did you say?" I asked, swallowing the extra saliva in my mouth.

"Nothing." She laughed, gesturing for them to sit down. Jasper sat next to Alice while Emmett took the other seat next to Rose. He had thick muscles and a mop of brown curls. His eyes were a shocking pale blue. This left Edward to sit next to me. My breathing stopped and I could feel my cheeks turning red.

"Hello," he turned towards me, smiling the most beautiful crooked smiled. And his voice. The accent only added to his sexiness. Oh no. I was turning into Jessica Stanley!

"Hey," I smiled, thinking of something to say, "Okay, this is going to sound totally lame, but how are you enjoying America?" I asked, causing him to laugh, the sound like music.

"It's okay, I guess. I haven't really been out much because we only arrived yesterday," he replied, a small frown set on his face.

"Well, if you ever want a tour guide then just ask," What the fuck was that? Did I just offer to show him around Forks, "I mean, that's if you want to. Don't feel like you have to or..." he cut off my nervous ramblings with a friendly smile.

"I would like that very much, Bella," he turned to look around the table and a snort escaped his mouth, causing me to laugh. I turned in curiosity, only to find Rose feeling up Emmett muscles as he flexed his arms, making them ripple.

"Can you not flirt for five minutes, Emmett?" Edward asked, rolling his beautiful eyes.

"Hey! Just because you haven't even kissed a girl yet, doesn't mean that I can't!" Emmett snapped, sticking his tongue out at his brother before turning back to Rose.

"Thanks for that, Em!" He hissed at his brother. I stared at him in shock. A Greek god like that has never kissed anyone?

"Really?" I blurted stupidly, "I'm sorry. That's none of my business," I mentally kicked myself for being so rude.

"No, its fine. But yes, it's true," he laughed nervously. The world is a strange place.

"Why?" I asked curiously, causing him to raise an eyebrow at me.

"I will tell you, if you promise not to laugh."

"Pinkie promise," I swore, holding out my pinkie. He stared at it for a moment before linking his with mine. A shiver ran down the back of my spine at the connection. He paused for a moment before answering.

"I'm waiting," he whispered.

"For marriage?" I asked and the image of me in a white dress popped into my head. Suddenly, we were not just talking about kissing anymore.

"God, no! I don't have that much strength," he laughed, "No, just for the right girl," I smiled at the thought. I bit my lip, debating if I should tell him. I decided that I would, so he wouldn't feel as lonely.

"You want to know a secret?" I asked him, and he nodded his head immediately.

"I'm waiting for the right guy, too," we both sat there, smiling at each other. After an immeasurable amount of time, he turned to Alice.

"Alice, could I possible steal a chip?" He asked, pointing to her fries.

"A fry? Yeah, sure. Help yourself," Alice pushed the plate across the table, allowing him easy access to her food.

"Right. They are called French fries over here, aren't they," he laughed, but I could hear another emotion underneath.

"Are you okay?" I asked, scooting my chair closer to his. He smiled a pained smile before answering.

"To be truthful, no," I was about to ask him to elaborate when the bell rang, echoing throughout the large room.

"What do you have next?" I asked, picking my bag up off the floor.

"Mr. Banner," he replied, not even looking at his timetable. I smiled widely, telling him that I did, too. We both waved goodbye to everyone as they parted to their own classes, leaving us the walk towards Biology. Weirdly enough, even though I had only met him an hour ago, it seemed like I had known Edward my whole life. He was so easy to talk to; it was refreshing. People stared at us as we walked to Biology together, and I couldn't stop a frown from setting on my face.

"Isn't it annoying you that everyone is staring at us?" I asked him as I glared at the face that followed us. He smiled crookedly at me, causing my legs to turn to jelly.

"Of course, but you just have to ignore it," his accent was beautiful. But, then again, I always had a thing for the British. I took my usual seat in the back left hand side of the classroom, waiting for Edward to finish talking to the teacher. Mr. Banner made Edward introduce himself to the class, and it was clear by Edward's expression that he was uncomfortable. He stated his name and that he was from Britain before he half ran down the aisle, taking the seat I saved him.

"I hate being the centre of attention," he confessed ducking his head. I nodded in agreement, training my eyes to the front of the class as Mr. Banner started talking. As he blabbed on about something to do with osmosis, I kept sneaking glances at Edward. He truly was beautiful. He also had little quirks that I pick up on already. If he was nervous, he ran his hands through his hair. When he was bored, he tapped his fingers, almost as if he was playing the piano. Edward's beautiful green eyes locked with mine, causing me to blush crimson red.

"What?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at me in question. I said nothing, instead just shaking my head.

"Hey, Eddie!" Jessica Stanley smiled, leaning onto our table, showing Edward a lot of cleavage. Edward cringed slightly and moved his chair backwards.

"Can I call you Eddie?" She asked.

"Not if you expect me to answer," he said simply, yet, somehow, not sounding rude. I couldn't help but smile. Did he realize he just quoted 'Pretty Woman'? Jessica's smile faltered slightly, before it came back full force.

"So, I was thinking maybe we could be partners. What do you think?" She said in a voice that I think was supposed to be seductive, but instead came out like she was being strangled.

And, was it just me hearing the double meaning to her words? Edward looked at me for help, his eyes wide.

"Sorry, Jess, Edward's my partner," I told her, trying not to sound bitchy. She glared at me, her eyes full of hatred before running back to her seat. Edward let out a sigh.

"Thank you," He smiled crookedly, causing my heart to skip a beat. We started our assignment, finishing before any of the others.

"Are you busy tonight?" He asked suddenly, turning in his seat so he was fully facing me. My eyes widened, and I took a moment to process what he just said.

"No, not that I know of. Why?" He smiled wider as I said this.

"I was wondering if I could take you up on that tour guide offer. If it still stands, of course." I smiled even wider at how nervous he sounded.

"It still stands, but I warn you, it will only take about twenty minutes. Forks is really small."

"You think Forks is small? You should have seen the village we lived in back home. It was tiny," he smiled, but I could see pain in his eyes.

"Do you miss it?" I asked, resisting the urge to hug him.

"Yes. I mean, it's where I grew up. And, I may be just a tiny bit biased, but England really is a beautiful place," he smirked, causing me to laugh. The bell rang, signaling the end of class.

"I'll meet you after gym, and then we can go site seeing, okay?"

"It is a date, my darling Bella," he grabbed my hand, kissed it gently, then winked at me before walking in the direction of the gym. I stared after his retreating form, my mouth slack. I had a feeling Forks was about to get a whole lot more interesting.


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