Chapter 2: The Ultimate
I walked towards the school building, still in La La Land. Who was that guy? Was he one of the people in the car except I didn't notice? I opened the big, metal doors of the school and walked in.
The hallways were empty and hallow, so my footsteps echoed in the distance. I finally got to what looked like the main office. There, a woman with gray and white hair tied up in a bun sat in a big, black spinning office chair. It took her a while to notice me, since she was on the phone. When she finally looked up, without hanging up the phone, she gave me my schedule. I walked away to my next class: History. Oh, how I dreaded it so much. I arrived in front of the doorway, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear, and taking a deep breath before turning the knob and opening the door. About thirty heads of so turned, and one of them was Avery. Oh, boy.
"Um…" I started. The teacher, who was a female, smiled at me.
"You must be Lynn Adams." She said.
"Yup," I answered.
"Hi, I'm Mrs. O'Neill." She pointed to the seat available next to Avery. Great. "There is your new seat."
"O-Okay," I stuttered. Damn. I walked towards my new seat, avoiding all the stares people were giving me, and sat down with a huge sigh of relief.
"Okay, now, on with the lesson…" Mrs. O'Neill's voice droned out as I opened my notebook and began writing songs. I felt someone's gaze on me, so I turned and only found Avery looking at me.
"You write songs?" he said, his voice full of velvet. I tried my hardest not to blush.
"Yes," I replied. He smiled lightly.
"May I see them?" he asked. I froze. Did he just ask me—?
"U-Um, well, they—it's not finished yet," I answered stupidly. He continued smiling, though.
"It's okay," he said. I blushed harder and shoved my notebook to his direction. It wasn't long before he shoved it back.
"They're very beautiful—poetic," he commented. I smiled slightly.
"Thanks, um, I never thought they were that good." I fiddled with my fingers. Just then, a shadow cast over me, and picked up my notebook. I looked up, surprised to see Mrs. O'Neill reading my song. Shit, I thought, shit, shit, shit! Surprisingly, she smiled.
"You wrote these?" she asked. I nodded sheepishly, feeling yet again 30 eyes looking at me—including Avery's. "They're beautiful! Except"—she gave me back my notebook—"not in here." I nodded again and she walked off. I sighed and shoved my notebook in my messenger bag.
Class ended in a nick of time. I literally tried to dash out to English, but a hand stopped me. It was Avery. Again.
"What's the rush?" he asked. I was speechless. He chuckled. "I'll walk you." He took my hand in his and walked to English. I wasn't concerned of the fact that almost all the students in the hallway were staring at us, namely our hands, but the fact that I was walking with the guy that I thought was even better looking than Edward.
"Thanks," I said when we got to my class. We were standing outside the door; all the students were scattered in their own classes. I was leaning against the wall, and he was hovering over me. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks again. He smirked and kissed me on my cheek and walked to his own class. I was completely in shock. Standing there for about three minutes in daze, I finally decided to walk into my third class (since my dazedness in the parking lot got me late). Bella and Edward were there. Finally, some people that I know! The teacher, who was a male this time, eyed me for a minute. I instantly knew he was a pervert. Gross.
"Lynn Adams?" he asked. I nodded, not feeling the need to talk to him.
"There, next to Edward Cullen." He pointed at Edward. I walked towards him. When I sat down, I smiled brightly at him.
"Hi," I said. He gave me a crooked smile.
"Hello," he replied.
"What? No 'hi' for me?" Bella asked, jokingly. I laughed. Bella and I always joked around when we were little. And we still do!
"Hi, Bella," I said.
"Hi, Lynnie," she said and smirked. "Alice told me."
"Told you what?" I asked.
"Told me what happened between you and Avery," she said.
"What? I thought that no one was in the hallway," I accused. Bella looked at Edward, who just shook his head once. I ignored that and asked:
"Who is he?" Edward answered this time.
"He's my brother," he replied.
"Then…who's Alice?"
"Sister."
"Jasper?"
"Adoptive brother."
"Wow, you got a lot of people in your family," I pointed out. He only chuckled.
"So, how'd you and Edward meet?" I asked as Bella and I were getting our lunches.
"Um, first day." She replied.
"Huh," I said, grabbing a plate of a slice of blueberry cake.
"Come sit with us," she said. "It has been a long time since we've seen each other, Lynnie." I looked at my cousin and best friend.
"Yeah." We walked to where Edward and the others were sitting. I sat down next to Bella as she introduced me to a few other people.
"Lynnie, this is Angel Weber. That's Ben—her boyfriend, and that's Mike." Bella pointed to each person that was introduced.
"Hi, Lynnie," Angela smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Pleasure's all mine." I smiled back. I turned my head slightly, only to find Avery staring back at me. I gave a small smile, but he didn't return it. He just kept staring. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Edward glaring at him, and Avery just shrugged and stared at the wall.
"Awkward," I muttered to Bella. She stifled a giggle. I sighed and stabbed my fork in my cake, but didn't take a bite. I sighed again and got up to empty my tray. Without returning to the lunch table, I pushed through the metal doors of the cafeteria and walked out. I felt slightly lightheaded, stumbling on my already-clumsy footsteps. I fell to my knees, panting slightly. I had forgot to take my medicine. I reached for the nearest support, and gripped it tightly, standing up. I put a hand to my forehead and tried to clear my vision. I blinked several times, still quite unsure of my surroundings. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped in surprise and went straight down. It took me almost a second to realize that I should've fallen on the floor. But, I felt a bit cold instead. I looked up and saw Avery, looking at me with those beautiful topaz eyes. But, I saw no more for the blackness closed around me like a dark curtain.
"Lynnie? Lynnie? Lynn!" Bella's voice had opened the dark curtains, and I was able to see more clearly.
"Bella?" I called, trying to sit up, obviously failing. I fell right back down onto what felt like a bed. "Where am I?"
"The nurse's office. Avery found you walking—barely conscious." Bella's eyebrows pulled together in concern. "Are you okay? Did you forget to take your medications?" I nodded.
"I don't really take it." Bella shook her head.
"Why? Did you know you could kill yourself?" Bella glanced toward the doorway. I followed her gaze, and to my relief and disappointment, Avery was standing there, glaring at me with eyes as hard and cold as night.
"What time is it?" I asked, trying to avoid Avery's hateful gaze.
"School's almost over. Do you want to wait for me in the Volvo? I'm sure Edward wouldn't mind," Bella replied. I stiffened.
"But, my car—"
"No buts. You are way to sick to drive. I'm calling Jake to pick it up." Bella took out her cell phone, the one I had given to her for her 17th birthday. As she dialed the number, I tried to sit up again, but, again, went falling. A cold hand caught me by my back and helped me up. I turned to see Avery. He still had that terrifying expression. I suddenly wished I had taken the medicine.
"Okay," Bella said, snapping her phone shut, "Jacob's going to be here momentarily. Come on; let's get you outside. Do you have the pills?"
I took out the bottle full of pills and held it out for Bella to see. As quickly as I tried to get it out, it disappeared from my hands. Avery was holding the bottle, reading the contents. His hand shook out of anger as he read it. Stupidly, I tried to reach for it, but he only growled at me. I shrunk my hand back. This was going to be a long day.
"Avery seemed pretty worried about you," Bella commented as we sat on my bed in my room, sipping hot chocolate my mother had made after we came home from school. I had finally agreed to take my medications, and instantly felt better.
"I don't know." I shrugged. "He seemed pretty mad, too."
"That's because you could've hurt yourself." Bella took another sip and wrapped her light yellow blanket around her. Winter in Forks was surprisingly freezing. And since my space heater wasn't enough, we had to use extra blankets that my grandma knitted. It's not that my family was poor or anything—we weren't poor or rich. We just had trouble with money now, that's all. A lot of trouble. Even though my dad got a promotion, it still wasn't enough.
"I don't think he knows about the disease," I muttered, hugging my light blue blanket tighter around my body.
"Why didn't you take your medicine?" asked Bella. I sighed.
"Well, you see. I wanted to start a new life in Forks. I wanted everything bad about me to change. So, I thought if I didn't take my medicine, I could handle it and maybe, just maybe, the disease would go away." I sighed and put my hot chocolate on the nearby table next to my bed. "I'm going to take a shower, Bells. Thanks for staying with me." I grabbed my blue towel and headed to the bathroom. Bella was going to stay over tonight, just to make sure I was okay.
"Don't mention it," she said and took Withering Heights out of her messenger bag she used for sleepovers (which she rarely went to except mine) and began reading. I shook my head. She was still reading that.
I opened the faucet of the shower, letting the hot water rise to the surface of the ceiling, creating steam. I took off the clothes I was wearing to go to school and stepped in. I didn't even se shampoo or anything. I just let the water paddle against me. Was it possible that Avery cared more for me than I did myself? I sighed and squeezed the bottle of orchid and coconut milk shampoo and smothered it all other my hair. Coming from Arizona, like Bella, I wasn't blond, tan, or athletic. Nor was I redheaded. I had more of a fair skin. But my blue eyes surprised me a bit.
After I was finished using the shampoo, I went for the conditioner and body wash. Usually, I'd take about an hour taking a shower. This time, it was probably an estimate of 20 minutes. I turned the faucet to off as I wrapped a towel around m body and stepped out of the shower and onto the small, round rug next to it. I dried myself and put on some vanilla lotion. I liked smelling like natural extracts. I didn't know why, though. I put on my robe and went outside to get my pajamas.
"Gah!" I shrieked and hugged my body tightly. On my bed, Edward and Bella were snuggling close to each other.
"Edward!" I exclaimed. "What the hell are you doing here?!"
"I'm sorry, Lynnie," Bella said apologetically. "But I kind of invited him."
"Uh. Oh. Um, okay. Well, if you don't mind…" I stepped back closer to my drawer. Edward nodded.
"Of course." He got up and kissed Bella goodbye before walking downstairs to leave my house.
"Bella!" I turned to face her, a bit angry and surprised. "Why did you do that?" Bella looked down.
"Well, um, I…" Bella trailed off. I groaned and put my head between my hands.
"Sorry, Lynnie," she murmured guiltily. I sighed.
"It's okay. But if you're going to send an open invitation, can you at least give me ahead notice?" I grabbed my clothes. She nodded.
"Thanks." I walked back to my bathroom and changed into a gray tank top and black girl boxers. No matter what the weather, I can never wear any other PJs than my tank top and shorts.
"Are you kidding? It's actually freezing outside," Bella said. I shrugged.
"A hot shower leaves you hot," I said. I put on my robe and slid into the covers of my bed. I closed my eyes for a brief second, and then I fell asleep.
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