So, a surprise for Bella. What is it? ;)
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Chapter Two.

The thought of a surprise carried with me through out the rest of my classes before lunch. Of course I could take a guess, but then I'd probably disappoint myself if I was wrong. What could a teacher possibly give a student, besides an A, that would make them happy? What could they possibly give me?

It seemed today was different somehow. The other students were huddled in crowds during lunch period, most whispering, others talking excitedly. I looked around at the large groups, spotting the only two people who talked to me at our usual empty table. Angela and Eric were sitting in the back, Eric rolling his eyes at some giggling girls that stood in a close four feet to the table. I picked up my tray from the food counter and made my way over.

"Hey Bella." Angela greeted me, moving her bag from the chair next to her so I could sit. I set my tray down and plopped down in the plastic blue chair.

"What's going on? Everyone seems so...excited?" I asked, looking for the right word to explain the frenzy. Eric continued to look annoyed.

"New kids. The Cullens. Apparently they're really attractive." Angela explained. I shook my head and smiled, sticking my fork into a piece of lettuce and biting the end of it. I hated food, more like despised it, but I couldn't get past Angela or Eric without eating something.

"They probably aren't. They're getting hyped up over nothing. They'll just be more ignorant people, probably rude too. They have money." Eric informed me, angrily crushing his paper milk carton. Angela patted his hand softly.

"Bella, what happened to your face?" Eric asked, suddenly realizing the bruises and scratches. I quickly covered my face with my hand. Angela shook her head, her smile now a frown.

"Again?" She questioned, examining my face closely. I shrugged.

"Yeah. It's not like I can do anything, they gang up. It's not too bad though, not anymore." I said. Angela dropped her hand as the cafeteria doors opened. Five people walked in, three guys, two girls. Eric's mouth dropped, as well as every other male's in the room. Angela smacked his chest once she realized he was ogling at the girls. One girl was blond, tall and curvy in all the right places. She had to be a model, or she could be anyways. The other was short, beautiful and had a pixie like hair cut. She had dark hair, but her skin was flawless. It seemed all the girls in the room were green with jealousy. I would be too, if I ever got male attention.

The guys that stood behind the girls were just as beautiful. The biggest one had dark hair, and his arms were wrapped around the blond's waist. The scrawniest one, was blond and was holding the pixie's hand. The last guy, who in my opinion was far more attractive than all of the others, was standing alone. His hair was bronze almost, messy and he seemed frozen, nervous? No, more like peeved.

"Oh my lanta. They are attractive!" Eric told us. Angela glared at him. I just laughed, which I immediately regretted since the entire room was silent. I looked up suddenly, realizing how loud I had been. No one was looking at me, except one. The bronze haired Cullen had his eyes glued to me. His facial structure softened, but his emotions still spoke clearly. I looked down, my cheeks feeling warm. Why was he staring? I was thankful once the room became it's usual self again, and the others began talking.

"Do you realize that Edward Cullen was staring at you?" Eric asked. I sighed as I stabbed another piece of lettuce.

"For a second, but only because of my stupid laugh." I said. Angela laughed and shook her head.

"Why do you doubt your looks? You are very pretty." She complimented.

"Can we just drop this Ang?" I pleaded. I hated when we got on the subject of appearance, because if I looked around at the others I would feel like a small, gross, insect compared to all the superior girls. I did not have blond hair, or any beautiful color for eyes. I had dull brown eyes, and my dark brown hair only wanted to do one thing, and that was wave. I could straighten the thick strands for hours, and I would still have no luck.

I looked up through my eye lashes as Lauren walked in, exaggerated hip movements catching the attention of all the guys. She smirked at me before turning towards the table and making her way over to the new kids. I gritted my teeth, knowing she had her nasty eye on Edward. She must had sensed that I had some sort of interest in him, since she only went towards a guy if I expressed it. She bent over and rested her arms on the table in front of Edward, and her shirt was so low cut I was sure he was getting a perfect view of her large C cup boobs.

"She will do wonders for Playboy." Angela said, watching the scene as I was. I breathed deeply, I wasn't sure if it was in disappointment, or anger. I stood up hastily and grabbed my bag. Angela and Eric snapped out of their trances as well and looked up.

"What's wrong?" Eric questioned watching me dump my tray and slamming it above the trash can.

"I need to talk to Mr. Harrison. See you later." I quickly waved and stalked out, risking one more look towards Lauren as I left. My cheeks flushed once again, as Edward's eyes met mine before I pushed the doors open and left. I had no interest in landing myself a boyfriend, or getting whisked away in dating, but I couldn't help but give the little attention I had for guys to Edward.

I walked down the locker lined hall till I reached mine. I turned the lock from 18 to 24 to 16, then slammed the lock once with my History book before it opened. I slid my Biology book out from between the small row of books. I let out a large breath of air as I stood there, staring at the objects that occupied the small space in my locker. I looked up at the inside of the door and rolled my eyes when I had realized I had not taken anything down from Freshman year. There were two pictures of me and Jessica; one we were dressed in our Volleyball uniforms from Freshman year, our arms grasping each other tightly; the other we were posing before our first high school dance, I had one leg curled around Jessica's waist and she was gripping it, both of us had our tongues sticking out. Then there were three pictures of me and Jacob. Jacob had been my other best friend, but his father had moved him and his sisters after their mother died. He was a year younger than me, but we were inseparable. One of my favorite pictures that I had refused to take down, was of me and him in 8th grade, he had his arm around my shoulder and I was gripping him in a hug, exaggerating my smile to a goofy grin. I shook my head as my eyes teared up. I quickly tore the pictures down and crumpled them up before tossing them behind the books.

The bell rang and suddenly the cafeteria doors opened and a flood of students poured out. I shoved my notebook into my backpack and slammed my locker shut before heading towards my next class. Once I walked in to the classroom, Mr. Harrison gestured for me to come over to his desk.

"Okay Mr. Harrison, what's the big surprise?" I asked, faking a smile. Mr. Harrison stood up straight and grinned widely.

"I...have found you a partner!" He exclaimed. My faked smile became even more faked. A partner, for me? Who the hell would even agree to partnering with me? I was a disease to everyone at this school.

"Um. Mr. Harrison, I don't exactly work well with others. I prefer to fly solo." I said. Mr. Harrison smiled.

"Bella, dear. You are a great student, but I have a feeling you working with this person will make you even better. Awe! Here he is now." He? I turned around as Mr. Harrison's face lit up. If I could have died of embarrassment, I would have. Edward Cullen stood in front of me, his eyes glued to mine. Great, first he hears my obnoxious laugh at lunch, now he gets to experience first hand just how geeky I am.

"Edward, this is Bella. Bella, this is Edward. Your new partner." Mr. Harrison introduced us, my guess trying to ease the obvious tension. I nodded my head awkwardly as I looked back at Mr. Harrison. He was expecting us to shake hands, or show some form of greeting. I stood for a moment, glancing at Mr. Harrison, then at Edward before I made my way to my, now our, lab table. I sat in my usual seat, and it was only a few seconds before Edward pulled out the chair next to mine and sat as well. The closeness of our body was making the temperature of the room get hotter. I stared down at my notebook as I flipped through the pages for a blank one. I gazed over at his hand that was resting on the table as he also searched for a blank page. I shivered at the thought of my hand in his. Wow, I'm a creep.

"Are you okay?" A soft, clear voice asked. I glanced up at Edward who was looking down at me. I nodded in response. He didn't seem convinced but he looked back at his notebook anyways. I sighed softly. He's your partner now, you'll have to talk to him somehow. I searched for the right words to say, a good ice breaker, but my tongue had tied itself. I did not want to be the first one to talk.

6th period went by slow, and I despised every minute of it. I did not speak a word, even when it was time for lab, and Edward had noticed how distant I was so he remained silent as well. Part of me was hoping he would have said something, anything to get me out of the state of silence I had put myself in.

"Alright, class is about to end. We'll finish this lab tomorrow." Mr. Harrison announced. I looked up at the clock realizing there were three minutes left in class. I wanted to slap myself. Out of the full hour I had with Edward Cullen next to me, I had not spoke one word to him. Oh, what did he think of me now? The tension, even in three minutes, was intense and nerve wracking. I was ecstatic when the bell finally rang.

"See you tomorrow Bella." Edward said as he stopped by the corner of the desk as I stood up from my seat. I froze for a second and stared at him. He was waiting for a response.

"Yeah, see you tomorrow." I quietly responded.

"So you can talk?" He smirked. I nodded my head. Then he smiled...did my knees just give out?

Welllll? Sorry it took so long for there to be a second chapter. School is kicking my butt.
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