Thanks to Stephanie Meyer for her marvellous characters. I enjoy putting them in impossible situations.
Thanks Tawny, you are the best!
Chapter 2:
"Whoa," was the only expression the usually articulate Angela could come up with. Bella couldn't even come up with that lowly syllable.
For the first time, Bella felt something akin to a pang in her chest. For the first time, she wished she wasn't herself; that she was someone more beautiful, interesting even.
Three unbelievably handsome boys and a tiny, fragile, fairy like girl stood in the parking, assessing their surroundings. The boys looked like nothing normal teenage school boys looked like and the girl seemed too tiny to be in a high school. A lull seemed to fall over the school ground as girls, boys and even the teachers stopped to gawk at the new comers. The waif like girl bobbed on the balls of her feet, looking like a she was about to take off jumping on a pogo stick, while she was being held in check by one of the boys with wild, chaotic rust colored hair. He seemed to smile at her with an indulgent, though slightly exasperated expression. The tall muscular man, because there was no way you could mistake him for a boy, was looking around with a devilish grin, eyes dancing in mirth while the lanky blonde stood leaning against the car, a cigarette dangling from his lips looking like he was bored out of his mind.
For a few long moments, it was as if the wind had stopped blowing, before the trance broke with the Barbie group's high pitched giggles and obvious preening.
Bella shook her head to clear it and pulled Angela along with her.
"Oh my God, who are they?" Angela whispered. "Or should I ask, what are they?"
"Whatever," Bella mumbled, not wanting to admit that she was equally affected by their flawless beauty.
The school was humming with news of the new comers and soon it was known that they had relocated recently with the new doctor, Carlisle Cullen.
"I saw him at the Thrift way when I was shopping with my mom. And I like, almost fainted!" Jessica gushed at lunch as Bella sat quietly, listening to the conversation. "He is so handsome; he doesn't look like he's the father of two kids in high school. And his eyes," she swooned. "It like the sky on a summer's day."
"Who are you talking about?" Bella interrupted.
Jessica gave her a glare. "Get your head out of your books for once, Bella! I'm talking about Dr. Cullen, you know, the Cullen's father," she said, jerking her head towards the table at which the Cullen siblings sat, in an entirely unsubtle way.
"It's weird," Mike piped up, looking at the siblings with clear distaste. "I mean, they're all practically the same age, you can't have four kids with just about a year's difference in their age."
"Eww . . . Mike," Eric elbowed him in the ribs, nose wrinkled at the subject of reproductive sex and pregnancy.
"Come on," Mike pestered, "even you can't be that bad with math. It's simple counting," he proclaimed, pretending to count on the tips of his fingers. A small fight with mock punches broke out between Mike, Eric and Tyler.
Bella redirected herself away from the fray when she caught the tiny Cullen female sending her a beaming smile across the cafeteria. Caught unawares, she actually looked about her shoulders to check if she really was the recipient of that dazzling smile. The girl broke into peals of laughter at Bella's reaction, but continued to smile at her. Bella blushed beet root red before excusing herself and rushing out of the cafeteria.
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