The boys Jefferson hall was huge. There were multiple fancy computers, bookshelves, games, TV's, and they even had there own mini kitchen. I noticed that there were people wearing… uniforms? There were even people getting served food!
But we walked right by all the fancy Items. Edward led me to a hall, and we walked to the end of it, where there was a door.
I couldn't help but notice that when I walked down the hall, I was getting a lot of curious stares, and glares.
Edward entered a code into the door; it must be top secret.
He opened the door. "Should I be seeing this?" I asked him. He shrugged. "Doesn't matter. Anyone who's not a Jefferson isn't supposed to see this… But a lot of people have. You learn the code once you join."
I followed Edward into the room, processing the information.
Inside the room, were pictures of (what had to be at least) hundreds of men, all in order. Half of the photos were black and white.
"Wow," I breathed. I could feel Edward's eyes on me as I looked around the room. I read all of the names, finally stopping on one: Carlisle Cullen.
The man staring back at me looked to be a senior, with blond hair, and green eyes just like Edward's. He was very good looking.
"Are you related?" I asked Edward. Edward nodded. "He's my dad."
I continued looking at all the pictures. Finally, I'd seen all the pictures, and Edward spoke.
"Those are all the Jefferson Boys since 1983, when Jefferson was founded. The Jefferson brothers, Thomas, and Erick Jefferson and there sister, Sarah-Anne Jefferson were the founders of Jefferson. Apparently, they were the most elite students of there year, and they always won 'Honours,' which is a ceremony for the top students of the year. They also had a famous mother and father. Ever heard of Anne and Steven Jefferson?" He paused, so I nodded.
Edward was about to continue, when Rosalie and the guy who looked like a serious weight lifter burst in the room.
They were making out, and Rosalie's shirt was undone. I saw Edward roll his eyes. Edward cleared his throat, and they both looked embarrassed.
"Oh…" Rosalie muttered. "Umm, sorry."
"That's fine," Edward said, flashing a grin. "We were just leaving." He grabbed my hand, and led me out of the room.
"Who was the guy with her?" I asked him.
"Oh, that was Emmett. He's my best friend, and roommate. He's a junior, like Rosalie. They've been together since Freshman year." We walked in silence, back to the library.
We started our project, and got a bit of it done. We talked a lot, and I learned that we both like Debussy (particularly Clair de Lune), and at when point, we'd been laughing so hard that the librarian had to ask us to be quiet.
It was hard to work with Edward Cullen sitting two inches away from me. I could easily reach out and touch his hand… his face… 'accidentally' brush our legs. Of course, I couldn't do that without being obvious… that I sort of had a little crush on him.
Yes, I had a little crush on him. In the time I'd known him, he'd been nice, funny… gorgeous… and he constantly dazzled me. I could tell that there was a friendship developing, but there was a tiny hope in me that wanted something more. But, from what I could tell, almost every girl at Erikson wanted Edward… Even though he was a sophomore, I had heard some seniors and juniors talking about him… and they definitely didn't say anything bad.
Edward stood up then. "Where are you going?" I whispered, aware of the librarian's eyes on us.
"It's almost time for dinner," He whispered back.
I picked up my books, and followed him out of the library.
He walked me back to my dorm, causing some people to openly glare, and others to stare at us in awe.
When we were at my door, he said, "So, I guess I'll see you at dinner."
"Yeah, I'll see you then."
I saw Jessica, Lauren, Angela and a few other girls who's names I forgot peeking around the corner, there backs to Edward. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, not wanting to give them away.
Edward leaned down, and for a second, I was sure he was about to kiss me. But then, he smirked, and walked away.
I stood there, my face flushed, and watched Edward walk away, passing my friends.
After he was out of sight, and hearing distance, they came squealing around the corner.
"OMG! He almost like, kissed you!" Lauren exclaimed.
Angela smiled, and said "Nice, Bella."
Jessica sighed playfully. "I wish I was you," She said, half jokingly, half serious.
I rolled my eyes at them. "Okay, there is nothing going on with me and Edward Cullen. We were working at the library."
I saw Lauren roll her eyes. "We all saw him take you into the guys Jefferson dorm. What was that about?"
"He had to show me something," I muttered. They all looked at me expectantly, so, a I muttered, "Secret."
Someone sighed. "Come on Bella, were your friends! You can tell us." Right. My friends. I didn't even know half of your names, but your me friends. The only people in the group that I would even call my friends were Angela, and maybe Jessica.
"Yeah, please?" Lauren added.
"Fine," I said sighing, knowing they wouldn't stop bugging me. "He showed me around Jefferson… and there were people smoking!" I lied.
They all looked at me, then laughed. "What?" I asked innocently. "Where I'm from, no one ever smokes. So, that's why I was so shocked."
All of them seemed to believe me, except for Angela. She pretended to, and I was very thankful for that. She didn't seem like the type to pry for information.
"Anyways, why don't you put your books away, then we can go to dinner?" Angela asked.
I nodded, happy for the change of subject. I dropped my books on my bed, and walked to the dining hall with my friends.
I sat down at my table, afraid that I'd just embarrass myself if I sat with the Jefferson's. Besides, they'd probably forgotten, anyways.
But, when Rosalie walked in the dining hall, she walked right up to me. The room was dead silent, as everyone watched.
"Come on, I thought you were sitting with us," She said. Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed my tray, and marched back to her table.
Slowly, I got up and followed Rosalie. All eyes were either on me or the Jefferson table. Again, some people were glaring, others staring curiously, and some in complete awe.
I sat down where Rosalie told me to, which was next to the guy with silky black hair, and Alice. Across from me Rosalie sat down.
"So, everyone, this is Bella." Everyone muttered a 'hi.'
Some people smiled, but most people ignored me.
Everyone went back to whatever they were talking about before.
"Okay, so, I assume you don't know you everyone is…" Rosalie told me the names of everyone.
I learned Alice's boyfriend was Jasper, the guy with blond hair, and also Rosalie's twin. Rosalie and Jasper were juniors. Rosalie's boyfriend was Emmett, the guy she'd been making out with.
I'd already known about most of these people, but the one person I hadn't known, was Jacob Black.
After Rosalie was done introducing everyone, Jacob started to talk to me.
"So, where are you from?" He asked me, in a curious tone.
"I'm from Forks, Washington. It's about an hour away from Port Angeles," I said to him, looking down at my plate.
"Really? That's so weird! I'm from La Push. Is your dad Charlie Swan?" He asked me.
I nodded, taking this information in. I had never expected anyone at this school to even know that Forks existed, let alone have someone live near there. But, Jacob did.
"Oh! My dad's Billy Black, Charlie's friend. You probably knew my older sisters, Rebecca and Rachel." I vaguely remembered the Black family. When I was little, I used to play with Rachel and Rebecca. They'd been a few years older than me.
"Really? That's weird," I said.
"So, how are you liking Erikson?" He asked me.
"Oh, as you know, it's a lot more… exciting than Forks. But you probably know that." I said with a grin. He returned the smile, and we kept talking, and laughing. Jacob was an easy person to get along with.
On the other side of the table, I saw Edward talking to Emmett, while they glared at Jacob. I ignored it, wondering what Jake had done to make them glare at him like that.
Jacob sighed when he saw them.
"What's that about?" I asked him.
He glanced at me, and shook his head.
"Sorry, I can't tell you… I mean, I can, but I'm not supposed too."
Dinner ended then, so I slowly collected my things.
"Hey, Bella, want to sit with us at breakfast tomorrow morning?" Alice asked me. I glanced at my friends table, and they were all staring at us.
"Umm, yeah, if you want me too," I said, grabbing my coat.
She grinned at me. "Awesome! See you then!"
That night, I dreamt of piercing green eyes glaring at black ones.
A.N/ So, that's it! Review!