Scene Two:
Int./ Forks High School/ Day
Many teenagers are sitting on desks and talking loudly. Bella walks into the room followed by Edward who is carrying her books. Mike gets off his desk and comes over to Bella. Edward glares at him.
Mike: Hey, Bella!
Bella: Hi, Mike. How did you do on the last English paper?
Mike: Looks embarrassed. Not so good…how 'bout you?
Bella: I did pretty well. I like Shakespeare.
Edward glares harder at Mike as if he had just said something offensive.
Mike: You like Shakespeare? That's weird.
Bella: Looks hurt. Really?
Mike: Oh no! Not at all! Begins to babble. Shakespeare is great you know. I was just saying how it is weird when you get good grades in English…not that you normally don't! Don't get me wrong, but the teacher grades really hard. You must be really good at English to do so well. Do you think you could tutor me or something?
Bella: Grins. Sure…anytime.
Mike: Looks astonished at first but then smiles happily. Really? How about after school?
Edward: Steps in front of Bella slightly. Not after school…we are doing something then.
Mike: Okay…steps back away from Edward Maybe tomorrow then…or at lunch.
Edward: glares. Tomorrow won't work either and pretty much any day…
Bella: Lunch would be great!
Mike looks confusedly between the two of them before smiling.
Mike: All right. Lunch it is.
The teacher enters the classroom and Edward grumpily walks back to his seat. Bella follows watching him amusedly.
Bella: whispering Did you get out of the wrong side of the bed or something?
Edward laughs quietly.
Edward: No…but you should have heard his thoughts about you and him. I was surprised he didn't ask you to help him study biology.
Bella: What do you mean? She tilts her head to the side.
Edward: Pay attention.
Edward faces forward and Bella eyes him before turning back to the lecture.
Ext./Outside in the School Courtyard/Noon
Bella and Mike are sitting down with a pile of papers spread out in front of them. Edward watches them from behind. He glares at Mike but whenever he watches Bella his expression softens. Jessica is eyeing Mike as if his is a piece of candy.
Bella: So by this, Shakespeare is trying to say that they love each other.
Mike: Why don't they say 'I love you, let's get married' or whatever and get it over with?
Bella sighs.
Bella: If he said that it wouldn't be as powerful. The language is beautiful…like poetry.
Mike mutters something and Edward glares at him even more.
Mike: I hate poetry.
Bella: Looks sad and disappointed. I like it.
Mike: Looks at Bella. I didn't mean it. I really do like poetry. But not some. Do you know what I mean?
Bella: laughs. Sure, Mike.
Mike tries to slip his arm around Bella's waist but Edward throws an eraser at him. Mike turns around while rubbing his back to look at Edward. Edward is ignoring him innocently.
Bella: Mike? Are you okay? You look like you are mad about something.
Edward snorts.
Mike: I'm fine. He rubs his back.
Bella: That's good then. Let's get back to Shakespeare.
Mike: Distracted. Yeah, Shakespeare.
Bella looks at him confused for a moment, before handing him a piece of paper.
Bella: What else don't you get about Shakespeare?
Mike: Um…that part. He points to a piece of paper under Bella's hand and touches hers briefly. Edward walks over and sits pointedly in between Bella and Mike.
Edward: Mind if I join you? Looks at Mike challengingly.
Mike: Whatever…I have to go anyways…I've got to uh….he looks around and spots Jessica. I promised Jess I'd meet her. Got to go.
He walks off towards a happy looking Jessica.
Bella: Is there something you aren't telling me, Edward?
Edward looks at her innocently.
Edward: Nope. Not at all. I do want to hear what you think about Shakespeare though.
Unlikely again. Edward isn't this jealous. Maybe next I will do something with Jake.