Chapter 2: Attention

Some people are lucky enough to wake up to a husband or boyfriend next to them, smiling with a cup of tea in their hand just for you.

Some people wake up by their dog barking next to them, casually licking their face.

I get woken up to a cold, empty side of bedding, and the sound of my digital clock shouting like a fire alarm.

I slowly rubbed my eyes with my hands, stretching my legs and arms, loving the relief of moving my limbs, slowly yawning before dropping my arms and legs back to the screwed up duvet.

One muscle at a time, I slowly hung my legs over the side, heaving myself off the bed and walking over to the mirror, waiting for the horror that would await me.

I grabbed my brush off of the old bedside table, dragging it through my knotted bed hair, attractive.

I slowly dragged my feet to the shower, right, left, right, left.

When I was done I wrapped my self in a towel, and preceded to blow dry my hair.

I got ready for school putting on a V-neck, some jeans and my coat then went downstairs to collect my breakfast.

I slowly made my way down the steps, approaching Charlie who was ready for work, wearing his police uniform, reading the newspaper while drinking a cup of coffee.

"Hey Dad" I said, quickly popping some toast into the toaster, sitting myself onto the counter.

"Hey Bella, do you want me to give you a lift to school?"

I raised an eyebrow, turning my head to the window, which you couldn't see out of since it was covered in tiny little raindrops.

Although it was raining, I didn't particularly want to take a ride in the police cruiser that would give me more attention on the first day of school than I would want.

I slowly shook my head, folding my arms over my chest; "I'm getting a ride with Angela, but thanks for the offer dad"

In true Charlie fashion, he slowly ducked his head, mumbling something to himself as he grabbed his gun off of the nearly broken hook.

"Right, I'm going Bells,"

I told him bye, as I ate my toast, grabbing my backpack off of the table, placing the hood over my head as I watched Angela's car pull up onto the drive.

I slowly ran to her car, jumping in as the door slammed shut, a shiver running through me.

"Nice weather today I see." She chuckled, turning off the driveway.

I rolled my eyes, "Tell me about it."

The car speeded down the street on the way to school, I was not looking forward to it, but clearly Angela couldn't wait.

She had a small smile on her face, and the car was going extremely fast for Angela speed.

"Just looking forward to getting an education! "I smirked, shaking my head, she must know I wouldn't believe that, I just raised my eyebrow, turning my head towards the passenger window, watching all the trees of forks merging together to create a sea of green.

We turned into the car park, pulling into our favoured space, turning off the engine.

The car park was separated into small groups, people were gathered in little huddles all having massive conversations, about god knows what.

Angela and me climbed out of the car, grabbing our bags and slinging them over our shoulders.

"What do you think's going on?" Angela asked, looking around suspiciously.

"Huh?"

"Everyone's looking at the same object in the car park, their line of sight all leads to…" Angela slowly turned around searching for where the student's eyes were lurking all of a sudden.

"A car"

I raised my eyebrow as I twizzled round to see a shiny Volvo, parked across the car park.

No one could afford such cars in this town, I mean come on.

They were definitely eye catchers.

"No one would be able to afford those cars in this school," I murmured, they were beautiful cars, but outrageously expensive.

She nodded her head, turning around to face me, "That's why I think the car belongs to the new kid,"

I pondered this, if that was true, then the person was definitely rich. They could spend so much more money on more helpful things, like giving money to charities and what not. That thought made me angry.

"I say we stop staring at a stupid car and go inside…" I said as the bell rang, Angela quickly nodded as we shuffled our way inside.

I walked over to my seat in English, sitting my self down next to Jessica.

I placed my bag on the floor and smiled, " Hey Jess, Hey Lauren,"

"Hey Bella, have you seen the new kid yet?" I had found out the new topic of the school for the day.

I shook my head, "No I haven't, and I don't particularly want to."

Lauren looked confused for a second, "Why wouldn't you want to meet him?"

I shook my head, fiddling with the pencil on the table, "Why would you bring the most expensive car to school? He is probably some rich snob who won't care about other peoples business."

They stared at me like I had two heads. "Each to their own…" Jessica murmured.

I smiled uncertainly.

The lesson ended in a heartbeat, and I quickly scurried off.

Lunch soon came, and I hurried to my table, which consisted of Ben, Angela, Lauren, Jessica, Mike, Tyler and a load of other boys and girls I didn't particularly know.

One thing I noticed was, Ben and Angela were holding hands.

I searched for Angela's face; which was looking into the eyes of ben.

How sweet, no wonder she was happy to get to school today.

"Look, the new kid"

I quickly turned my head towards the back of the cafeteria, where virtually the whole room was staring.

I looked across the room to see a boy sitting at a table to himself.

He had his knees to his chest; his head was balanced on his knees, which was covered by a dark grey hoodie, which was way to big for him. None of his face could be seen, earphones led inside the hoodie, presumably sitting inside his ears. He didn't look up.

People continued to stare, and I wanted to shout at them, "Stop looking! Leave him alone!" Yet I was looking at him too, being a top hypocrite.

Suddenly as if realizing no one was speaking, his head peaked up for the smallest of seconds, a he grabbed his iPod and flung himself out of the cafeteria at the speed of light.

Confusion set across the cafeteria, as the noise of talking erupted through out the room, talk of the boy who had just ran out.

I watched as he pushed through the double doors leading to the hallway, a tuft of bronze hair peaking out of his jumper.

I slowly turned around back to the table, where gossip was in full swing.

I didn't care to listen about the sure rumors that were being passed around; I looked down at my small plate of food pushing it around my plate gently.

Suddenly, I wasn't hungry anymore.

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