Chapter Three - Bella's POV

Edward sat there, smirking at my annoyed expression. Of course Mr. Banner had no choice but to send me there, although I feebly protested. "Mr. Banner, I would prefer another lab partner." With that, most of the girls in class started calling out , "I'll be his partner!" or "You can switch me with her!" or ,"I wouldn't mind a switch!" or even "We can study our biology together!" Some of the guys called out too, stuff like "Hey! Look Bella doesn't want Edward. Nice," or "She must be the only girl in this school that doesn't!"

"You'll end up like all these girls, falling for Eddie Ward!" said a guy named Levi, from out in the back.

A girl that I knew by the name of Angela was the only one that didn't call out anything. She just grinned as her partner tried to exchange her for Edward.

"Shut up!" screamed a girl with brown hair, followed by an echo of other screams from girls. Really? Couldn't Eddie Ward defend himself? I laughed at that, but I stood corrected. He could defend himself, and so he did.

"That's it!" he muttered, then walked up to Levi and punched him in the stomach. He tried to defend himself, but Edward really went at him. For about a minute, which was until Mr. Banner told the class to settle down. I wouldn't have thought only that could really settle everyone, but it did. Even Levi and Edward stopped fighting and punched their fists together, before laughing and going to sit back down. And Edward smiled at me again, completely unscathed. I will never understand guys, I thought to myself. One minute they were fighting like two wild animals, and the next they're laughing as if they were telling jokes the whole time.

"Thank you, Mr. Cullen, for that very unnecessary show," Mr. Banner said sarcastically. Then he looked back at me and asked ,"You and Mr. Cullen don't get along?"

"No," I admitted, standing awkwardly in front of his desk.

"Great, then there won't be any talking," he said impassively, ruffling papers around. Defeated and seeing no other choice, I walked over to Edward's table.

"I think it's fate, Bella," Edward said, smirking at me.

"No. It's probably karma, or bad luck," I muttered, slumping into my seat.

"I thought I was the one that was supposed to be bitter. But, then again, maybe it is karma. You rejected me, and now you have to sit with me for the rest of the year. And talk to me. If you want to pass this class, anyway." I glared at him. That sounded suspiciously like a threat. He grinned devilishly, and I groaned.

"Just perfect," I muttered.

"I know right?" he said enthusiastically. There should be a rule that no one could be chipper while making someone miserable, I thought bitterly.

The rest of the day, which was only one more class, as far as school goes, went oddly better. Yeah, I had Edward in my Spanish class too, making it three periods of torture filled -or Edward filled, if you will- classes, but ignoring him seemed best. Really ignoring him. And ignoring his stupid stunning green eyes, and his stupid, crooked smile. Both that were oh-so beautiful. And thinking about him ,and then smiling, should have been off limits, too, but there was no way of blocking him out of my mind.

Once I arrived at Charlie's house -and mine, also, for all means and matters- I prepared dinner, and started off again reading Wuthering Heights. The poor paper back book had been used frequently, so that explained it's current condition. When the temperature began to drop to under 60 degrees Fahrenheit, or so it felt, I finally left the cozy couch and walked over to our medium sized closet. While trying to yank a stubborn blanket from the edge where the wall and racks met, was when out fell a multi-colored picture frame.

In the picture, Alice was posing gracefully in the foreground, while Edward stood awkwardly in the background, staring into the camera. I stood on the other side of Alice, my face surprised and tormented. Even when surprised in a picture, Edward looked beautiful, his green eyes shining from the good quality of the camera. And, of course, I looked the absolute opposite; too pale, my hair flying around everywhere, my eyes were half closed, my head was half turned towards the camera. And, of course, I should've warned everyone possible that surprising me with a picture would not be the best idea. Ever.

At first, I wondered what the bright frame was doing stuffed, because, under no reason would it be logical to place a picture frame in a blanket closet, but then I remembered. Oh yeah, I remembered everything. As if it had happened yesterday. And it hurt. Especially the contrast between Edward and me. Especially my heart broken look, and the tension in my stare that seemed to be seen in the picture. Or maybe it was just because I could remember it so well. I gasped and felt shocked as a sudden impossible pain shook in my chest. Impossible because it was surreal, or it should've been, anyway. It was emotional pain, and so much pain could make physical pain? That seemed about right. It was emotional pain that I knew all too well.

"Bella?" Charlie called out from across the room, surprising me. He stood motionless near the front door. "You there ,kiddo?". I quickly stuffed the picture frame into the closet, and turned around, smiling pleasantly.

"Yeah dad. In here! I was just about to get a blanket-," I began, but I paused half sentence. The look he was giving me would qualify for a look you would give somebody eating paper. "What's wrong, Char.. I mean dad?"

"You look terrified, kiddo. Sad. And really pale. Is anything wrong?" Charlie asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No ,dad," I began, without meeting his eyes. "You just surprised me, that's all. And I'm albino, remember?" I tried to joke, but I sounded half-hearted, even to myself.

"Okay," he muttered, though I sensed he didn't fully believe me, and he walked over to the kitchen. I sighed and followed. After giving him a large serving of dinner -steak, rice, and potatoes- ,I marched back over to the closet, and quickly grabbed the picture frame. There was definitely no need to worry Charlie anymore then he already was.


Author's Note: Thanks so much for reviews! Yes, I plan to finish this story, which will take a while. And I'll be trying [no guarantees yet] to update around once or twice a week, depending on time. Edward's car will be posted on my profile page, so take a look! The story will not stay in only one point of view, as you have seen, but there will be no pattern, just however I need to tell the story. There might even be a Point Of View from Alice, since she is also mainly affected, after Edward and Bella, of course. As always, any questions ,comments ,opinions, ideas or thoughts? Please write in a review. Or private message me. Thanks for reading, until next time! :)

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