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I Wanna Be Yours
Chapter Two:
The Swans' First Day
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"Avery. AY-VAH-REE. A-V-E-R-Y. Avery. You got it?"
"Av, stop," Bella warned her older sister, slapping her lightly on the back of her hand. The two sisters were standing in the front office of Forks High School, waiting to receive their class schedules and unfinished paperwork. Avery was already in a bad mood, having never really been a morning person, and now the woman working behind the desk was grating on her nerves. I mean, God, how hard is it to spell 'Avery'? It's five letters and two vowels. Jesus.
Bella sighed at Avery's snarky tone and tapped her sister on the shoulder. "Look, maybe we can come back for the paperwork after school. I mean, we already have our schedules so why don't we-"
"Hello, ladies," A sly, enthusiastic voice says from behind the two sisters. Bella quickly turned at the voice, but Avery was too busy glaring down the lady behind the desk. The woman's blonde, frizzy hair was pulled up in a messy bun, and her face was free of makeup except for the dark red lipstick she had smeared on her lips. Unfortunately, this was not the most noticeable thing on her face, having been for the large mole that rested just above her upper lip. Avery grimaced, trying not to stare at it for too long in case it decided to stare back.
"Look," The elder Swan sister snapped, ignoring her sister and her newfound friend. "I just want my paperwork. That way, I don't have to be bothered with coming back later, alright? So, instead of sitting in that horribly squeaky chair, you get off your lazy-"
"Avery, stop!" Bella squeaked, grabbing her sister by her elbow and pulling her away from the desk. The other boy, a nerdy Asian kid with an irritatingly joyful smirk (as Avery saw him) watched the two sisters interact. "It's our first day, the last thing you need is to get in trouble, okay? So, just...calm down."
Avery rolled her eyes, glancing over at the unfamiliar teen, and frowned. "Is there something you need, kid?"
"No, nothing," He grinned, his dark eyes glancing between the two. "You two are just hilarious. And new. Avery and Isabella Swan. Senior and Junior, right? Right. Anyway, I'm Eric. The eyes and ears of this place. Anything you need: tour guide, lunch date, shoulder to cry on," He motioned towards himself. "I'm your man."
Avery remained silent, watching the kid with a disclosed amount of disgust. How the hell is he so peppy this early in the morning? Avery thought bitterly as Bella kindly smiled. "It's, uh, nice to meet you."
"Back 'atcha, babe," Eric grinned, eagerly winking at Bella.
Avery's face scrunched at Eric's obvious flirting tactics, and instead of taunting the poor, helpless boy, Avery decided it was best if she ignored him. Turning to her sister, who's face nearly matched hers, she whispered quietly that she was going to take off. "Wait, what? You're gonna leave me?" Bella replied nervously.
Avery nodded, all the while eyeing the strange boy hovering beside them. "Yeah I got a completely different schedule, but thankfully we have lunch together. Look, I have my phone on so if you need anything, just text me." As Bella hesitantly nodded, Avery continued. "And, Bells…" Bella glanced up at caught the skeptical look her sister was throwing at Eric. "Watch out for Mr. Eyes and Ears, alright? I don't trust anyone that can act like that at eight in the morning."
Bella quietly laughed at her sister's advice and nodded. Turning back to Eric, the young, flirty teen held out his arm, waiting for Bella to loop hers into his. Bella did so hesitantly, not before shooting her sister a mildly concerned look, and followed Eric to her first period of the day.
Now, stranded in the middle of the hallway with no sense of direction, Avery felt the familiar clenching of nerves in her gut. Well, this sucks, she thought begrudgingly. Why the hell did I let my naїve little sister run off with some creep?...Oh, right. He was annoying the hell outta me.
Avery figured her only options were to either return to the front desk and face Mole-Lady head on, or find someone to show her around, just as her sister had done with Eric. Sighing, the eldest Swan shifted her bag onto her shoulder and turned down the closest hallway.
But, of course, just as luck would have it, she ran into a wall.
Or, not a wall.
A chest.
A chest that felt like a wall.
A chest that felt like a brick wall, covered in concrete and plated with icy metal.
With a frustrated sigh and a slight wince, Avery glanced up and settled on a pair of honey-golden eyes.
She swallowed, stunned into silence.
Towering above her at a frightening six-foot-five was probably one of the most handsome beings Avery had ever had the pleasure of observing. His features were flawless, his dark hair was cropped short, and thick, bulging muscles were rippling beneath his gray hoodie. He gazed down at her, a small smirk flirting with his lips, and that's when she saw them.
Oh, sweet Lord, please tell me those aren't- "Dimples."
A soft snort escaped his lips and he chuckled, giving her a questioning look.
Avery silently cursed, internally smacking herself on the back of the head. I can't believe you just said that out loud. Way to go, dumbass. Clearing her throat, she shot the stranger an embarrassed smile and shuffled her feet. "I, uh, I meant to say sorry. I didn't mean to run into you like that."
He looked as though he was about to reply, but it was then that Avery noticed his hand on her shoulder. And on her shoulder, a small chill crept through her sweater and penetrated her skin. Small goosebumps littered her arms, and the short hairs on the back of her neck stood straight.
Now, most of the time, she used that as a sign that she was in a dangerous situation, just like her dad had taught her all those years ago. "Always trust your instincts...I'm a cop...blah, blah, blah." Typical dad stuff. But, miraculously, she welcomed the raised hairs and enjoyed the rush of his body making contact with hers, even in the slightest of ways.
It seemed that the two had been staring at one another for a few minutes, though to Avery, it had seemed like an eternity. The air around them crackled with an intensity that Avery had never felt, and everything else seemed to numb away. There weren't other kids in the hall and there wasn't any bells ringing. It was just the two of them, with his hand on her shoulder and her breath caught in her throat.
Eventually, their silent staring contest was broken when a shout came from down the hall and the boy's head snapped up. Someone must've called his name.
Avery watched him swallow, and before she knew it, he was gone.
The only thing remaining was the lingering coolness on her shoulder where his hand had once been.
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This must be some form of torture, Avery thought dramatically as she sat in the second period of the day, Literature Analysis. The teacher's voice was droning on, his voice so bland and flat that Avery thought she might fall asleep.
But, she couldn't.
Nope. No way could she fall asleep, even close her eyes in the slightest, without a pair of golden eyes staring back at her.
It was infuriating.
Who the hell is he? And why the hell were his hand so damn cold? Avery wondered, unnoticingly chewing on the end of her pen. I mean, I know we're living in a place that only goes into the sixties maybe two days a year, but, Jesus, his hands were like ice. I mean, dude, buy some mittens or something.
"Miss Swan?" Avery's head snapped up, meeting the narrowed eyes of her teacher, Mr. Beckler. HIs thick, gray eyebrows were furrowed so close together, they looked almost like one, large, hairy caterpillar. "I'm assuming you're writing these notes down, correct?"
Avery glanced down at her very empty sheet of paper and frowned. "I, uh...I-"
"She can borrow them from me, Mr. Beckler," A light voice said from beside her. Avery turned and her eyes widened, falling onto the girl next to her. The same pair of golden eyes were staring back at her, except this time, they belongs to a short, dark-haired girl, who was gleefully smiling back at Avery. "I'm Alice. You're Avery, right? Avery Swan?"
"Uh, yeah, that's me."
"Oh, God, you're so pretty! Your hair, what color is that? Red? Brown?"
Avery coiled back a bit. "A mix of both, I guess..."
"And your eyes! They're such a beautiful shade of hazel. Your sister, now, she has dark, murky brown eyes, but you-"
"Wait," Avery stopped her, fixing her with a confused squint. "You know my sister? How do you know my sister?"
Alice hesitated. "Well, I, uh-"
"Ladies," Mr. Beckler's voice interrupted the two young women. "If you don't mind, I'd prefer it if you kept the chatter to a minimum of let's say…none. Now, please jot down these last few notes."
Avery and Alice each nodded and remained silent, but a few moments later, a small slip of paper found its way onto Avery's desk.
We have lunch together. You should sit with us. - Alice, xx
Us?
Not a beat later, the familiar bell signaled that the class was over and lunch was beginning. Avery turned to reply to Alice's note, explaining that she'd prefer to sit with her sister since it was her first day as well, but the short, chipper girl was already gone. Avery sighed and tossed her things into her bag before leaving, avoiding Mr. Beckler's disappointed gaze the entire way out.
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It didn't take long for Avery to find the lunch room, but when she did, it was packed. She impatiently scanned the crowd, looking for a familiar face and luckily, a familiar head of brown hair bobbled it's way through the crowd. She was amongst a few people; two unfamiliar girls, another unfamiliar boy, and that Eric kid from earlier this morning. Avery glared at him.
She really didn't like that kid.
"Av!" A voice shouted over the dull roar that resonated in the café. Avery's eyes shifted towards the familiar voice, and thankfully, it was her sister. Bella waved her arms frantically and Avery returned the gesture, albeit a bit less dramatically, and soon shuffled over to the table.
"Hey, Bells," She murmured, approaching her sister. All eyes were on her and she sighed, ignoring their stares. Instead, she took a seat beside Bella and played with the ends of her sleeves. "How were your first couple of periods?"
Bella shrugged, grimacing at the boisterous laughter coming from the other side of their table. "It was cool. Boring. You?"
"Weird," Avery replied vaguely.
Bella snorted. "Yeah tell me about it. Oh, by the way, guys," She said, gaining the attention of her new friends. "This is my sister, Avery. Av, this is Jessica and Angela, and the boy that just left with Eric is Mike."
"Hey," Avery smiled politely and Angela returned the gesture.
"Oh, look!" The other girl, Jessica, squealed and pointed towards the door. "Here they come!"
"Who?" Bella questioned, and Avery wondered the same thing, until the door opened and in walked a pale, devastatingly beautiful group of teens. The first to walk in, the blonde one, was simply perfect. Behind her was a tall, thin boy, with reddish hair and broad shoulders. He clutched her hand, shooting her looks of adoration. Following them was the familiar pixie-like girl that had introduced herself to Avery last period, and trailing her was another lean boy, with honey hair and a pained expression.
"Those are the Cullens," Jessica murmured quietly. "Doctor and Mrs. Cullen's foster kids. They all moved down here from Alaska two years ago."
"They tend to keep to themselves," Angela chimed in.
Jessica continued. "Rosalie, that's blondie, and behind her is her boy-toy, Cal. The next one, the little dark-haired girl, that's Alice. And she's with the other boy, Jasper," She paused, watching the group with interest. "And they're all together. I mean, Doctor Cullen's like this foster-dad-slash-match-maker. It's crazy."
Just when Avery thought she'd seen the last of them, the third boy walked in. Lanky, tall, and willowy, he seemed a bit introverted. His bronze hair was a mess, and his expression was stoic. Avery thought he resembled a troubled statue. Bella seemed to take great interest in him, and Avery was slightly put-off. She always goes for the weird ones, Avery mused, pulling on the loose strings of her ripped jeans.
"That's Edward. He's totally gorgeous…" Avery tuned out Jessica's gossip, but Bella seemed to be soaking it up. The younger Swan sister was obviously taken by the creepy Cullen. "Oh, here comes Hulk-Boy Cullen," Jessica mumbled, pointing towards the door once more.
Avery glanced up, her own curiosity getting the best of her, and her breath immediately escaped her lungs.
It was him.
Golden eyes, big muscles, and those dimples.
"Who is he?" She quickly asked Bella's new friend.
She turned towards Avery and grinned. "That's Emmett. He's another one of Doctor Cullen's foster kids. See, he and Rosalie used to be a thing, but she dumped him for Cal last summer. Anyway, he and Edward are the only single ones. I heard Emmett's pretty nice, but Edward? Apparently no one here is good enough for him. I mean, not that I care but…," She turned to Bella. "Anyway, don't waste your time."
Avery turned her attention back to the Cullen's table, ignoring Jessica's incessant chatter. Each of the Cullen's were in their own worlds. Alice and Jasper were quietly whispering amongst each other, Rosalie and Cal were sucking face, Edward was quietly glaring at the clock, and Emmett-
"Woah,"Avery breathed.
Emmett's eyes were locked directly on her.
And she couldn't look away.