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Chapter Two
EPOV
I practically fell out of my truck and into the Forks High School parking lot. I kept my head down, but I could still feel that everyone was staring at me. The newbie. I was very happy to notice that most of the cars here were older, like mine, and not anything too fancy. Exept for two in the corner. There was a red, ostentatious BMW and a silver Volvo. How odd. While looking around, I saw a building titled: Front Office. I decided to go there. I stepped into the room. It was plain, but also kind of cozy. The walls were painted an eggshell color, and there were two wooden chairs, and a table. The office was quite nice for a small school. I also saw a middle-aged man sitting at a desk. He had red hair that was slightly thinning. On the desk was a nameplate. Mr. Cope.
"Hello. I'm Edward Swan."
"Oh! Hello, Edward. I'm Mr. Cope. Your father has told me alot about you." He said. Of course Charlie had talked about me. Ugh.
I nodded.
"Okay," He continued, "Here's a map of the school, your schedule, and a slip that all your teachers need to sign. Return that to me at the end of the day."
"Thanks," I muttered, and I headed out the door to first period.
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My first period was English Class. With Mr. Mason. I followed the small group of people who had their english books in hand. We all got to Mr. Mason's classroom. I hung my black raincoat on a rack like other students were and proceeded to walk up to the small desk that a man was standing behind. The nameplate read Mr. Mason. I handed him the slip. He signed it and made me introduce myself in front of the class. I could already tell that we wern't going to get along well.
"My name is Edward Swan, I moved here from Pheonix, Arizona," and I went on to tell them that my stepfather was a minor league baseball player, and my mother wanted to travel with him, so I decided to spend time with my dad. I walked to my seat and sat down. The assignments were easy, I had read all the books and plays before. Soon, the bell rang, and I got up and traveled to second period government, in Building Six. I gave my slip to Ms. Jefferson, and I unwillingly introduced myself again. Again, ugh.
000
I headed to the lunchroom with Mike, a blonde haired kid, who followed me almost like a puppy, and Jessica, a brunette, who i had met in Spanish. She annoyed me slightly, but was pretty nice. And Angela Weber, probably the kindest person in school. We all sat down at a circular table. We talked for a minute, but then I found myself staring at a group of people across the lunchroom.
There were five people sitting there. Two boys and three girls. One guy was tall and slim, but still had some muscle. He had honey-blonde, curly hair. The other guy was buff to the point of rediculousness. He was really tall and had dark brown, short hair. One girl had blonde ringlets that cascaded down her back and stopped at her waist. She looked like a model. Another girlwas very thin, and short. Like a pixie. She had short, strait brown hair that stuck out in all directions. But the last girl was drop-dead gorgeous. Her hair was dark brown and wavy. It fell to the middle of her back. They were all so different, but yet very alike. They all had amber eyes, with dark circles around them, and they were pale. Paler than me, or anyone else in this sunless town.
"Who are they?" I asked Mike.
He noticed who I was looking at, and said, "They're the Cullens and the Hales, and the moved down here a couple years ago from someplace in Canada, or Alaska. They are all foster kids of Dr. Carlisle and Esme Cullen," He explained.
"Which ones are the Cullens and the Hales?"
Jessica spoke up. "The two blondes are the Hales. Jasper and Rosalie."
"And the Cullens are the three brunettes. The short one is Alice. She's really weird. The guy is Emmett, and the other girl is Bella."Mike said.
"Yeah. But do you know whats really crazy?" Jess asked. I shook my head.
"They're all married. Emmett and Rosalie; Alice and Jasper. Of course they are not related, but its really odd. They all live together!"
"But Bella is-" I was interrupted by Mike.
"Single. Yeah. But don't get your hopes up. I've been barking up that tree for a year and a half. She doesn't talk to me much. She likes me, but she just cant admit it to herself." Mike smiled.
I had been looking up at their table when Mike had said that, and Bella just smiled and laughed, almost like she could hear Mike. That wasn't bizarre. Our eyes locked for a moment. She stared at me for a while, but then I heard the air conditioner cut on, and Bella flinched back, like she was in pain. Hmmm...
"Why did Mr. and Mrs. Cullen adopt all those teenagers? They have to be like, eighteen, right?" I asked.
Angela said something for the first time in this conversation. "I'm pretty sure Mrs. Cullen is the Hale twins' aunt. I think something happened to their parents when they were like, eight, so Mrs. Cullen adopted them, and the rest of them aren't really related to Carlisle or Esme, but I think they have been their parents for a while, now."
I looked back at the Cullen's table and looked at Bella. Right when I was staring she turned around and I ducked my face, embarrassed that she had seen me. The bell rang, and out of all people in the cafeteria, I swear, Bella Cullen was the first person out of the room.
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I was now walking to sixth period, Biology. Once I got there, I gave the teacher, Mr. Banner, my slip. He was the only teacher that didn't make me introduce myself. Thank Goodness. He pointed to the only empty seat in the room and told me that was where I would sit for the rest of the year. I looked at the seat and saw that Bella Cullen was sitting at the other chair. I walked in front of the fan that was at the front of the classroom, to get to my seat. When the fan blew, I saw Bella tense up in her sear, and she gripped the desk so tightly that it looked like it could break any second. I was pretty sure that I didn't smell bad, and if I did, Bella would never be able to smell it from the front of the room. I sat down in my chair, and immediatley noticed that she wasn't breathing. How long could she last like that? I didn't really pay attention in class. It was something about eukariotic cells. I had already learned about that in Pheonix.
When the bell rang, signaling that it was time for seventh period, Bella, who had a death grip on the table, let her fingers go, and ran from the room. I bent down to get my books from the compartment under the desk, and saw an imprint of a hand in the wood. Like Bella's grip on the desk was strong enough that she was able to leave a spot in the wood where her hand was. She also wasn't breathing the whole class. What was wrong with her?
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Seventh period was Gym class. I know most guys my age loved it, but due to my constant clumsiness, the class wasn't much fun. When I walked out of the locker room, I tripped over nothing, and almost fell flat on my face. Slowly, I got to my feet, and walked over to play basketball.
When Gym was over, I got dressed in my normal clothes, and packed up my stuff. I headed to the office to return my slip with my teachers' signatures on it. I overheard Bella Cullen talking to Mr. Cope about changing science classes. This was't about me, was it?
When I headed out to the parking lot, I saw Bella getting into the drivers seat of the silver Volvo. She saw me, and glared, like I was her worst enemy. I noticed that she had black eyes. How weird. I tried to ignore it, and I walked to my truck and drove home. Charlie was already at the house when I got there. He must have came home from the station early.
"Hey, Edward," Charlie said when I walked into the living room. "How was school?"
"Fine. I'm gonna go do my homework," I said, as I went up the stairs.
An hour later, I had alredy finished my Trigenometry and English homework, so I couldn't help thinking about Bella. She was so beautiful, but there was something very odd about her...