Here's the second chapter, hope you like it. Thanks so much to needingmore and also a good friend of mine for the feedback……………
"Well?" she asked quietly.
"Hey, hold up! How did you know I dreamed of you dead anyway? If anyone should be asking questions it should be me!" I said harshly, although I knew Alice was the nicest girl in school I had a reason to be harsh even though her boyfriend made me ever so edgy.
"Good point." She frowned.
As much I hate to do this, I would have to walk away from her and risk Jasper coming at me at lunch. "Okay listen, when you're ready to tell me the truth you come find me. But right now I'm heading for class." I told her coldly and spun around to see Jasper there and glaring at me and a small hiss came from his tight pale lips.
I moved passed him and he's firm hard hand caught my arm and he spun me around. "Watch it!" he murmured coldly and let go of my arm and stalked back to Emmett's Jeep.
I walked to my first class, English with Mr Warner, and sat down in my seat right at the back of the class when I heard the chair next to me move several minutes later. I turned in my seat and raised my head from my notebook and there sat Emmett Cullen grinning.
Oh Boy! "Uh,… hi." I muttered and turned back to my notebook.
Then for the first time ever, he spoke to me. "Oh hey, your Madeline Lamoure right?" he laughed.
"Umm yeah." I sighed. This was going to be an interesting lesson!
"So why exactly was Jasper having a go at you?" he asked randomly as Mr Warner walked and began taking the role.
"Emmett Cullen?" he asked.
"Present!" he all but yelled. "Anyway back to Jasper."
"Why is it even your business?" I hissed at him.
"He's my brother. Duh!" He commented and laughed loudly.
Everyone stared at us, and it was getting annoying. Don't they have anything better to do? I asked myself and I already knew the answer, no.
"Madeline Lamoure?" Mr Warner called.
"Here sir." I said raising my hand.
Emmett continued to talk to me but lucky for me I blocked him out of my mind and listened to the teacher until the end of the lesson. My next class was Photography, and as I walked in, there sat Rosalie Hales in my seat. What is with this family? I swear if there is one more of them in my class I will not be happy! I sat down as far away from her as I could. Although I was avoided by the rest of the class Rosalie picked up her stuff and sat next to me without a word. Alright that's it! I've had enough of this.
"What is with you and your family? God. Can't I sit alone for five minutes and not have one of you waltz over and ask me questions about this morning?" I told her.
"I hadn't asked anything." She commented.
"Yet." I replied.
"So anyway what was all that about this morning." She asked casually.
I groaned and picked up my stuff and walked out of the classroom.