All characters in this story belong to Stephanie Meyer. Most locations and places are solely fiction,despite the obvious truthful ones. No copyright intended,this is a story that was inspired by the twilight saga,also Stephanie Meyer's.
Chapter 2: Frisbee
The first thing Bella noticed about the university was not in fact what she thought it would be. Of course, she noticed all the things that had been described to her over and over in the countless brochures; the picturesque nineteenth century building, the lake that hid behind it and shimmered in the midday heat, the countless sports buildings that rose up between large grassy lawns. Nope, the thing that struck Bella the most was not exactly what she had expected. All she saw as she walked along the flower lined driveway was people. Lots of them. People lounging in the sun; people listening to music being blasted from stereos; people heaving boxes out of cars; people awkwardly hugging parents' goodbye. Just people, everywhere. She hadn't expected this. Classes were still a week away. She didn't mind, not really. She just hadn't prepared herself for seeing so many people, and had completely forgotten that the university was one of the biggest in the state. Must have slipped her mind.
The atmosphere was crazy. Having come on her own and not knowing anyone, she was surprised by how easily a smile had graced her face at the sight of everyone having a good time. She wanted to join in, be a part of that. " Easy girl, one step at a time" she said to herself, slowly easing through the throngs of people who waved at one another and shouted "hey, it's so good to see you!" ,trying to let their voices be heard over the drone of chatter and noise that filled the air. That wasn't the only thing that filled the air, there were two other things; frisbees that zipped overhead, and the smells of barbecued food. Her stomach groaned in protest to the delicious smells that teased her senses, obviously letting her know that apparently she was hungry. She didn't understand how people could hear each other. The noise, coupled with the smells of food and the task of finding her way through the crowd was enough to keep her distracted. Although she didn't exactly have the best concentration levels either did she, she thought wryly? Jacob teased her all the time about how easily distracted she was. She smiled, because thinking about him always made her smile. He was just so happy and funny, a free spirit. Just like her. "Damn him" she cursed, realising that she had just proved him right yet again. Her feet had stopped moving minutes ago as she stood in the centre of the crowd, smiling stupidly to herself. Easily distracted, that's for sure.
Shaking her head to clear the fuzziness that had enveloped her, Bella shuffled forward again, pulling her sports bags over her shoulders that contained most of her possessions. She travelled light, as Jacob said. "Focus Bella" she warned. Her other stuff had been packed in only two boxes and shipped to her dorm room last week, which was where she was headed now if she could ever just stay focused for long enough to find the place. Looking up to gather her bearings, Bella only had a second to let her eyes adjust to the spiralling object that was headed straight towards her before it was too late. Something distinctively multi coloured and round that resembled a Frisbee flew at her, hitting her directly in the forehead. Needless to say she ended up stumbling backwards and falling into a heap on the ground, her bags landing on top of her. "Goddamit "she huffed, rubbing her forehead where the missile had hit," Owww". "I know right, who knew a piece of plastic could hurt so much" a voice spoke, easily piercing through the noise around her. It was nice, Bella noticed. The sound of the voice that is; manly and sort of rich. Looking up to see the voices owner, Bella understood why she liked the voice. It also matched the owner, who she also happened to like. The guy stood before her, a lopsided grin etched on his chiselled features. He was handsome, tall and broad-shouldered, wearing a 'Go lions' t-shirt that represented the school's sports teams that were famous across state. A voice broke through her thoughts, and she realised that she had been staring. Ooops. "Sorry about the Frisbee, it was my fault. My sister made me do it though" he said, reaching down with a hand to help her up. "I did not!" a voice said indignantly from behind Bella. "I said pass, not throw the Frisbee as hard as you can into a crowd of people where it's bound to hit someone!" Taking the hand up, Bella heaved herself off the ground and stood to face the two people who were arguing with each other over whose fault it was for smacking her in the head with the Frisbee, which now lay on the ground at her feet. Reaching down, Bella picked up the object of her discomfort and turned to the guy. A small, pixie looking girl now stood beside him, waving her hands wildly in the air and making all sorts of odd gestures, apparently scolding the man for hitting Bella in the head. She already liked this girl. She was fiery, and obviously had attitude.
"You were the one who wanted to bring the stupid frisbee, so technically all of this stems from you." "No it doesn't, you just couldn't catch my epic throw and now you're blaming me because you're short" he says, grinning at Bella. Even she couldn't help the squeak of laughter that left her lips at that one, but she knew the pixie wouldn't be pleased. "I cannot believe that you just said...". "Hi so uhh here's your Frisbee, sorry to you know let my forehead get in your way" Bella rushed out, stopping their tiff and handing over the Frisbee. "Oh he should be the one apologising to you, not the other way round" the girl says before he can say anything, a triumphant smile on her pretty face. "Okay okay, I'm sorry" he says, looking her in the eyes with topaz ones that draw her in. They glitter in the sunlight. "Edward" he continues, stretching out a hand for her to shake. "Bella" she says taking it, surprised by the warmth. "And I'm Alice" says the pixie, not wanting to be left out, "Sister to this moron". An awkward silence envelops them, and Edward continues to stare intently at Bella. Not liking being scrutinised, a rosy blush creeps up Bella's neck and blossoms on her cheeks. Alice watches knowingly from the sidelines, a gleam in her eyes. Breaking her gaze from Edward's, Bella picks her bags up off the ground, including the student map that lies a little crumpled. "So do either of you know where the girl's dorms are? It's just I was following this and I don't seem to be getting any closer" Bella huffs, shaking the little map in the air.
"Oh Eddie boy definitely knows where they are" says a new voice that comes from a huge guy that pops his head up from behind Alice, waggling his eyebrows suggestively in the process. Bella blushes again, clearly getting his innuendo. "Emmet" Edward almost growls, surprising her. Clearly the fact that this Emmet called him 'Eddie boy' annoys him, as well as what he's suggesting. "That's Emmet, my brothers best friend and our adoptive brother" says Alice," He's an idiot". "Am not!" He huffs, "I'm just a person who does stupid things. That doesn't make me an idiot!" "Which building are you in?"cuts in Alice, clearly used to Emmet's charades. "C" Bella answers, her eyes flicking between Edward and Emmet who are having a staring contest. "Really, that's my building too! I can show you where it is" Alice says bouncing on her toes and looking eagerly at Bella like a puppy waiting to be walked." Okay" Bella said, unsure. She didn't think people were so open, but Alice proved her wrong. Pulled into the crowd by an exuberant pixie, Bella didn't even get a chance to say goodbye to the two guys. She didn't know them, but she couldn't just leave without finishing a conversation. Or whatever that was. "Don't worry, I'm sure that's not the last you'll see of those two" Alice beams. Bella smiles.