Can the late bird still catch the worm?
"Hello?" I said slowly entering the classroom instantly stared at me. I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"Come in Miss Jones." Said a masculine voice, which had a slight dull tone to it. A teacher. Obviously a teacher's voice, the tell tale signs, tone and choice of words. No one had ever called me Miss Jones before and I already know I hate it. My thoughts began to wander off, I tried to centre myself and focus myself back to the classroom.
"Err... Yes." I replied after a few seconds hesitant. Well done Miss Jones you look like a dumb girl now. WELL DONE!!!
"Right then Miss Jones come on in you'll sit next to Mr Cullen there." He pointed to an empty chair at the back of the classroom. The angel, I mean boy who sat by it was the exact angel/boy who I had bumped into in the hallway, the exact boy who had caught me from falling on my behind. I smiled softly at him as I approached the table I tripped I managed to catch the end of the table stopping me from hitting the ground I really hoped that not everyone saw that. My face went red as the blood rushed to my cheeks.
I quickly dropped my bag to the floor and sat on my chair in hope to avoid more embarrassment oh how I prayed I could disappear into the walls. I hated this already.
Why couldn't I have a friend here? Why couldn't I have someone? I really was alone here. The people here had close families, brothers, sisters, they had friends, best friends, family friends, close friends and me no friends as of yet, which brought me to think again how my life majorly SUCKED!
"Hello." Said a soft, smooth, strong and hypnotic voice beside me.
I turned my head to face the boy I had named an angel. "Hello." I smiled softly again, my imperfect smile.
"You're Eva-Rose Jones?" He asked me.
I nodded. "Yes, this isn't fair everyone knows who I am and I know no one." I sighed with a huff.
He laughed, I smiled at the sound of it; it was so perfect and gentle. "I'm Ethan. Ethan Cullen." He smiled. I melted as I stayed at him. I quickly shut my eyes, stopping myself staring at him and then I heard it again his laugh and I smiled opening my eyes again.
"It's nice to meet you Ethan."
"Nice to meet you to Eva-Rose or do you prefer Eva?"
I smiled again. "Yes I prefer Eva. Sorry how I bumped into you earlier." I apologized for the umpteenth time. "I really am a walking hazard." I laughed looking to my shirt as I did I frowned.
"It's okay; I'm used to people walking into me apart from the girls here do it on purpose." He replied, I couldn't blame the girls he was 100% perfect, hot, sexy and loads more of adjectives girls like to use nowadays.
He must have noticed me frown as I looked at my top.
"What's wrong? It really doesn't matter you know." His eyes, his beautiful eyes looked at me concerned.
"It's nothing." I lied.
"It must be something, you have tear running down your face." He said as he wiped it from my face, I jumped slightly as his cold hand touched my face. I watched his eyes widen as he touched my warm skin. I laughed slightly awkwardly as I wiped my face.
"It's just memories. The t-shirt it brings back memories. That's all. My brother and sister." I stopped not wanting to say anymore. "It doesn't matter I don't wanna..."
"It's okay." He smiled.
"Mr Cullen I hope you're not distracting Miss Jones." The teacher's voice made me look up I didn't expect it.
"No sir." Ethan replied quickly and smoothly. Another beautiful turned around and stared at Ethan and then his eyes lead onto me, they lingered there for a few short seconds before he turned back around.
"Who's that?" I whispered pointing discreetly to the boy in front.
"He's my brother Edward." He whispered back to me.
"MR CULLEN!" The teacher had raised his voice at Ethan.
"Sorry." He replied again quickly.
After that he had been quiet for the rest of the lesson with the odd glance to me and back to his book then up to the talking teacher. I watched the clock tick by second by second as I began to feel bored trapped in a classroom wanting to talk to someone again. I sighed and soon after the bell rang. Mission two of the day was about to begin.
I smiled softly at Ethan as I got my things together; I was hoping that my awkwardness would stop as soon as I exited this damned classroom. Stupid teachers! They always placed me in awkward situations; I swear I have to get some school girl revenge back on them sooner or later.