A/N: Hey thanks for the reviews. I appreciate it. Oh and the part about science being the same as biology I am so sorry. At my school we call chemistry and science the same thing and biology is separate (I hate biology so don't expect much from that class except for Bella/Edwardness)
Bella may seem a tiny bit OOC. Edward obviously is. But Bella will be a tad more outspoken. She also will be into poetry more. Nothing serious but I may use the plot of a poem to connect to how Bella is feeling.
thefatlady44: I always loved nerdy Edward too. To have him on the same page of nerdiness as me is just sooooo amazing!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Don't rub it in!
I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud
By William Wordsworth
"For
oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They
flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And
then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the
daffodils."
Bella
"Dad I will be completely fine."
"I know sweetie but I am just worried about it being your first day at Forks High. You know it's your senior year and all. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." the wrinkle in his forehead seemed to deepen while he began to fumble with his fingers.
I sighed. For the past hour Charlie (my father) has constantly asked if I need anything or if I have all my supplies for school. It's not like this is my first day of high school. This dreary place seemed a bit bearable. I wish Renee (my mother) didn't have to travel with that guy with the creepy laugh. I believe his name was Phil or something like that. Doesn't matter anyway. Right now my mom is happy probably somewhere is France eating a croissant and sipping wine with her baseball playing boyfriend. Life must be wonderful for some people.
My attention turned to Charlie again when his pocket began to vibrate. He took that crappy cell phone and answered it. He spoke for a moment and I turned back to my book. It was a biography of Edgar Allen Poe. After reading his poem 'The Raven' I have been so intrigued with his life and how he had such a horrible past. No one should go through that much pain.
"Hey Bella, I need to go to the police station. There is some left over spaghetti in the fridge if you want any."
"Thanks dad. I will be fine."
"Are you sure?" he is sill worried about me. I bet if I did something wild and reckless and bruised myself he would have a panic attack.
"Yes I am fine." I stood up from the red and black plaid bed pushed him out to go to work. Just to fill you in, I didn't choose these blankets. Apparently he doesn't know how to design anything for a girl. "See you later dad."
I continued my reading thinking about tomorrow. I know the stares would start and for the first month I would probably be called 'the new girl.' Oh joy.
The Next Morning
Beep…beep…beep.
I slammed my hand on the alarm clock ending the loud obnoxious noise. I will surely miss sleeping in until 10 every day. It was only 7:00 am and I was tempted to go back to sleep for another half hour…
"Oh Bella, time to get ready for school!" Ugh Charlie knocking on my door. Why must you annoy me so?
"30 more minutes dad!"
"Bella come on! You know how people always say 'Loose an hour in the morning, and you will be all day looking for it?"
I rolled out of bed and opened the door to reveal my father dressed and ready for work. When did he wake up?
"Oh really, now do tell who said this famous quote?" I smirked.
"I have no idea but it got you out of bed, right?" he smiled. I may not have had the closest relationship with my father but I still loved him and his weird ways of getting people up in the morning.
I began to get ready for the day. I took a shower and brushed my teeth and what not. After putting on my robe I walked into my room to find an outfit. It was the first day and I might as well make a good impression. I put on some jeans and found blue and white hoodie shirt. I got my black on black converses to add to the outfit. I stood in the mirror and my hair was still damp. I blow dried it and tried to straighten it a bit. It came out okay and I threw it in a pony tail. I would never wear a bit of make up because my mother always told me that it conceals the inner beauty.
School
Most of the day had already gone by and if I said that it was horrible that would be a complete understatement. These people were all looking at me and whispering. They could have been a little less obvious about it. I wish I could go home back to my Edgar Allan Poe poems. I wish I could go back to my school in Phoenix. At least I had a few friends and the rest of the student body didn't stare and whisper while being oh so subtle.
Math had been my first period and I showed up just a bit late. If a bit means half an hour. Don't blame me! That red pick up truck got passed up by a grandma in tiny car.
Flashback on Math
I jumped outside of the red pick up truck and practically ran into the school. I know I was late but I had my reasons…okay not really. I was able to find the main office. The nice old woman with the millions of wrinkles handed me my schedule and a map. For a school smaller than the one in Phoenix, the map was confusing as hell.
I found the math class and knocked on the door. Here goes nothing. A loud male voice called me in. He introduced me to the class. And boy did they look enthusiastic! Okay not really. All they did was exchange glances with each other and smirked at me.
"So is there anyone who wants to escort Ms. Swan around for the day." the math teacher Mr. Carvoli asked the class. I doubt any hands would raise but apparently one did.
The boy had blonde spikey hair that looked greasy as hell. He had the face of a young boy. And right now he looked like a boy getting a brand new puppy for Christmas. Oh joy.
"Okay Mike Newton. After class you can help Ms. Swan out" I looked over the class to find a seat but Mr. Carvoli had something else to say. " Since this is your first time at this school I will let you off with a warning about tardiness."
I walked to the back of the class to find an empty seat. SCORE. That's the best seat in the house! I sat down with my bag in hand. To my right was a very large person with dark curly hair and a bored look on his face. I just shyly waved back. To my left was a girl with brunette hair. She had dark eyes and kinda looked angry. I began to gaze off into space thinking about some random stuff. About two seconds later a piece of paper hit my desk. I was confused but I opened it.
I know you are new and all but Mike is mine. He just doesn't know it yet.
Jessica (to the left of you)
Gross. She actually thought I was interested in Mike. For goodness sake the boy had greasy spikes in his hair. I don't remember any boy doing that since the 6th grade. Jessica could have him to herself. To clear this up before rumors started I replied telling her I wasn't interested. She sent a smile my way so I guess she was happy to know that I didn't want him.
Oh joy. First day of school and this creepy boy is lusting after me. Let's not forget that the chick who probably loves him will slice my jugular if I even think about touching him.
End Flash Back
I am on my way to Biology now. After biology is lunch and Jessica said I could sit with her. Yayyy. Hopefully Mike doesn't sit at the same table. I was the last person to walk in to biology but at least I wasn't late. Only one seat was left and that was in the back. I must have done something good to deserve all the back seats. There was already someone sitting at the table.
It was a boy with the most untamed hair I have ever seen. I couldn't see his face because he was looking out of the window but I just have to see his face. Might as well introduce my self.
"Um hi." I said to him. I sound like a complete idiot. But he turned around to look at me. My god he was gorgeous. His eyes were the greenist green I have ever seen in my entire life. Is there even a word to describe them? His facial structure bought out even more of his beauty. The glasses that sat on his nose only made him twice as sexy.
He hadn't said anything to me yet. Maybe something was on my face. Or did he think I was that bad looking. He finally snapped out of it and smiled at me. Dear lord his smile was crooked. That was the most amazing crooked smile ever. I really wanted to kiss it. I have never had a first kiss and I really wanted it to be with him.
"Hi, I'm E-Edward." why was he nervous? Did he like me?
Ha! You wish. He probably has a super hot girl friend who models for Vogue and Vanity Fair.
Stupid voice in my head.
"Nice to meet you Edward. I'm Bella." I shook his hand. It was huge! Not to mention it was super soft. I wonder what it would feel like against my face…
"Um, you can sit here." he moved his books to allow me some space on the table. He even pulled the stool from under the table for me. He is such a gentleman.
I smiled, thanked him, and sat on the stool. The tables were not that long so Edward was pretty close. He smelled delicious. A spicy smell mixed with something sweet. I looked down at my books and a piece of paper came into my view.
What's up with this school and passing notes?!
Is this boring you as much as it is boring me?
I smiled at the letter and decided to join in on this little game. The lesson was just a preview about what we would do for the year. I would find out sooner or later so why pay attention now?
Yeah. I seriously do not want to know the anatomy of a monkey.
I sent the letter back and from my peripheral vision I could see him grin. It feels good to know I am making him smile.
For the rest of the class we passed random notes back and forth. Telling our likes and dislikes and which SNL episodes were good and which shouldn't have even been aired. Class finally ended and I looked over at Edward.
"Hey Edward, I have first lunch period and I was wondering if you wanted to sit with me." he just starred at me. Did he not want to sit with me? "Um only if you want to of course. You don't have to."
"Of course I would love to. I will meet you in the cafeteria." He smiled the amazing crooked smile.
I smiled back and told him I would see him there. If he doesn't have a girl friend I surely plan on branding him as mine like Jessica did with Mike.
A/N: Okay, I know what you are thinking. The nerd and the insecure girl fall in love the end. Nope! : ) I have some plans for these two. *insert evil laugh here*
Poetic Connection: The poem connects with this chapter because William Wordsworth begins to feel regretful about not appreciating the daffodils as he walks by. Bella begins to feel regretful about not appreciating the life she had before Forks. Now she has to go through a painful last year of high school. It seems to her that it won't get any better.
"Lose an hour in the morning, and you will be all day looking for it." That quote is by Richard Whatley. My mom said the same thing to me.
Oh yeah. If anyone wants to be a beta for me….it would be appreciated. : )
Next Chapter is in the cafeteria.
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