Disclaimer:

I do not own Twilight Universe. Blah blah blah. It depressing to have to write this. Grrr.

Chap.2

A Wave And A Shiver

The next morning of course, was dreadful. When I woke up, I was late. The quick shower that started out cold...which led to venom filled curses and a stubbed toe, was at least to say...left me unfulfilled. I quickly drug the brush through my dripping hair and through it up in a high bun. Makeup was quick, eyeliner, lip gloss and mascara. Less was more right? I then realized I had misplaced my keys. I checked the clock and hissed, seeing I only had 10 minuets to get to class. AHH!! I stopped took a deep breath and slid into a pair of jeans. My flip flops were in sight so after I wiggled my feet into them, I grabbed an old tee shirt, my wallet (which keys were right beside it) and booked it! I ran outside with shirt in hand, I looked at the garage where Dad was just starting to open the hoods and lay out his tools. He heard my footsteps and he turned around.

"Morning Sweet..." He trailed off when he saw me trying to unlock my car door in my jeans and bra. "Morning Dad, I'm late! Love you!" I hollered as I slid in and slammed my car door. I slid into my shirt and peeled out. I couldn't help but go 40 in the 25 zone. Luckily I walked in right as the bell rang. I sighed and took my time getting to my locker. Students were just starting to file into their classes. I double checked my schedule. English, World history, Lunch, Science then finally Art. I grabbed up my binder and two notebooks. I was relieved that the classes had the books in the classes. So when I entered my first class, I was the last to enter, but I wasn't tardy! Bad Day 1, Me 1. I never had much of a problem in English, nor World History. I actually enjoyed history. But all too soon lunch came around and I decided to get a tray.

The pot roast and mashed potatoes actually smelled good. I found my seat I had yesterday, and plopped down. I was exhausted. Before I dug in, I rubbed my hands over my face, sighing loudly. I didn't care about the looks I was getting. Sluggishly, I looked to my right and eyed the five pale faces looking at me. My stomach suddenly flipped and a dizzy spell over took me. It wouldn't have been as bad if maybe one of them were looking, but all five! The girls, which were stunning, were looking at me in amusement. The burley handsome guy, with the dark short curls, looked at me as if I was some painting on a wall. Speculative. Then there was a medium sized one, just a gorgeous, with blond shaggy hair...well...I didn't know how to decipher his stare. The there was the curious Edward. Apart from the blushing, I was kind of pissed.

The previous day's events played in my mind. I turned my stare to my food, suddenly I wasn't hungry. Why had he acted in that way? Am I that ugly or something? I rolled my eyes. Why do I even care? Its just some stuck up arrogant guy who cant swallow his pride and accept a helping hand. Whatever. I'm not gonna get my panties in a twist over this. I took a bite or two of my food then excused myself. As I banged my tray against the large trash can, I looked back to the table and they were talking amongst themselves, all except the black haired girl. She caught my glance and smiled, waving. I was caught off guard and awkwardly half smiled and waved back. I didn't even want to know, so I left and got ready for Science and my Art class.

I tried putting off as long as I could, but eventually the bell rang and I drug my feet into the room. Whispers and conversations halted. I furrowed my brows and sat next to Edward. Immediately I rested my head on the cold table top. "Ahh." I let out. I heard his chair shift and I peeked up. He was studying me with his eyes. I don't know, maybe it was just me...but are they darker today? I mentally slapped myself. People's eyes aren't always going to be the same in different lighting, idiot! Just like yesterday, he let out a small chuckle. I couldn't help myself. "Whats so funny?" He grinned. "You look rough. Sleep enough last night?" I rolled my eyes and contemplated being a smart-ass. I looked at him for a moment before I spoke, his expression was serious. He looked too serious. Dangerously beautiful.

"Actually, I tucked in early. I had a rough day when I got home."

He nodded, and ran his fingers through his bronze mane. "Id say so, I'm surprised your car didn't give way after your little rebellious episode you had yesterday." The way he said this, made me furious. Like he was talking to a five year old. My eyes narrowed. "Well if you would have just let me help you up yesterday, that would have never happened." I stated as-a-matter-of- factly. He scoffed and crossed his arms, his forearms tensing. Suddenly a few veins popped out in his hands, making them statuesque. I suddenly was trying to convince myself this was worth arguing over. "What does me falling over have anything to do with you lead foot?" He grinned. Evil! Boyish good looks, smooth voice...soft lips that twitched...okay stop it! I took a deep breath, he was waiting.

"Well...f-f-for one, I was personally offended. I was trying to be nice. You need to work on your pride it seems like. And second, you cut me off! That pis..." I was hushed by a student behind us as the teacher walked in. I hadn't been aware of the audience I had drawn. Somewhere I heard someone whisper "lovers quarrel!" I rolled my eyes and dropped my voice. "I hate to be cut off!" He rolled his eyes and looked down at me. "Yes well, I do apologize for that. But my pride is just fine, thank you Ms. Brogan." I growled under my breath. "Whatever Cullen." I grew quiet listening to the teacher talk about something to do with molecules and atoms. I slowly found myself watching Edward out of the corner of my eye. He was relaxed.

I'm no genius, but he looked bored. His face was glued to the board, his hand busy taking notes. But his eyes were glazed over. I couldn't help but smile. Tsk tsk. I leaned back and tried to absorb what I could. Like an idiot, I started to lightly tap my eraser to my paper. Keeping beat with a song thats been stuck in my head. Uhnn tiss, uhn tis, uhnnn tis, uhhnnnnnn... "Maxi!" Edward said in a sharp whisper. It scared me so bad I lost balance with the pencil and it hit the ground. "Ughhh!" I sighed as I bent over to pick it up. I didn't know he'd already bent over to pick it up, so when my hand landed on top of his, I immediately blushed. Wow, I'm gonna have to take a picture and submit it to Crayola as a new color! At that moment three thing occurred to me.

One, I was three shades of red, purple and now blue. Two, he was so cold! And three, the moment his hand touched mine today, a electric sensation ran through my body. Not like a shock, but a deep internal reaction. Like when you are sick and you get bad cold swings. I froze right where I was, bent over and everything. I was sure for a moment my eyes were glazed over. My breath stopped in my chest. He looked at me speculatively. "Maxi, Maxi you okay?" He leaned down and waved his hand in front of my face. Thats when the smell hit me, just for a second. It was the smell of a wet rock. It was bland. Not much of a scent. That's not normal. My blood froze over. My hair stood on end, my heart jumped in my chest. Suddenly a fire erupted in my chest. I was paralyzed with this sudden onslaught of emotions. I tried to breath, but it was uncomfortable.

"Maxi!" He said harshly. I finally snapped out of it, the pain and uneasiness gone. I looked up at him, into his dark gold eyes. I took a deep breath. I must be losing my mind. He looked as if he'd seen a ghost, but then again he was always that way. "You okay?" I shrugged. "I don't know. Actually, I think I'm going to leave. I'll see you later Cullen." I whispered to him, before I explained to the teacher that I had a sudden nausea attack. He opened the door for me and closed it after I walked out. What the hell is up with me? I put my stuff in my locker and went to the front desk. They wrote me out and I left. The walk to my car was refreshing. I couldn't for the life of me figure out what was up with me. Its just a guy, jeez! I hopped into my car and stuck the key in the ignition. I looked up and saw the same eyes that froze me only moments ago, watching me intently. I shuddered and quickly left. I pulled out my cellphone and dialed our house number.

"Hey dad." I heard him throw a tool down. "Hey sweetie, whats wrong?" I sighed. "Nothing Dad, I just got a little sick in class today. I left early. I'm going to stop at the store and pick up some tea. Anything you need?" He made a sound that told me he was thinking. "No, I'm good. But you can pick up a thing of some kind of pop and some chips, Billy Black invited us up for dinner tonight." I thought for a moment before shifting. "Billy Black...that sounds familiar." He chuckled. "He's your grandpa's close friend. You haven't seen him sense you were about 4 so I didn't figure you 'd remember him." I nodded. "Okay Dad, I'll pick up some stuff. Love you." He coughed, "You too sweetheart." The line went dead and I plopped the phone in the passenger seat. I found the little store attached to the gas station. I bought a small package of tea, a 2 liter of Pepsi and some plain chips. While I was in there, I caught my reflection in the freezer's glass door and realized I looked truly horrid. I shivered and paid the cashier. When I got home, I sat the stuff on the kitchen counter and collapsed on the couch. Power nap time.