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I hung that picture up on my wall that night, when I got home. I taped it a million times so it wouldn't fall off. It was right next to my bed. I know I drew it, but she said it was pretty. So, I have to keep it. I couldn't wait to see her tomorrow. Maybe she won't be with that Jacob kid the whole time. I laid in my bed, all curled up in my Batman sheets. Thinking about all the possible things we could do tomorrow. I was excited and couldn't sleep. But eventually sleep found me, and my eyelids closed with heavy sleep.

RRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGG!

"Alright, everyone. Let's line up to go to lunch," Miss Denali sang out, in a somewhat tired voice. She's been chasing us all day. Well, most of us. Some boys were flushing dolls down the toilet. Mike was enjoying his glue. It was the glitter glue this time. Miss Denali was having a very eventful day so far. And so was I.

I was planning to sit with Bella at lunch. Whether that Jacob kid was with her or not. I'd just ignore him, or make him uncomfortable with my death stare. I got in line behind Lauren. Bella was a few people back. . . .and Jacob was with her. Dag nabit! I didn't like this.

"Alright, everyone follow me. Stay in line and let's try not to wonder off. . . . Tyler." Miss Denali looked at the kid behind me, then began walking down the hallway.

Everyone was talking and clanking their plastic lunchboxes together. It got louder as we approached the lunchroom. And when we got there, it was just so loud. Kids running around everywhere, throwing food. It was like my house, only I didn't know anyone.

Miss Denali lead us to three open tables and walked off to the lunch line. Everyone scattered like my brothers at bath time. The girls went to one table, the boys the other. I sat at the third table. Putting my brown paper bag on the table and opening it.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" said that all to familiar voice to my left.

"Yes. . . I mean no." I said, un-wrapping my PB&J.

"Thanks. You talk funny." Bella said sitting down.

"Yeah, I get that a lot." I said biting into my sandwich. Creamy peanut butter and sweet jelly hitting my tongue. Yum! It was quiet for a few more seconds. Then she spoke again.

"What's your favorite color?" she asked, biting into a carrot stick.

"I like green. What's your favorite color?" I said.

"Today it's blue. Yesterday it was purple. I change it everyday. Tomorrow it might be rainbow." she said focusing on opening her cup of chocolate pudding.

"Do you need help?" I asked, looking at the frustrated face of hers.

"No I got it. . . .er. Yeah, maybe." she slid it over to me. I ripped the top off in one easy tug. "Thanks." she said taking her pudding back.

"You're welcome." I said, biting into my Oreo. It was quiet again til. . .

"Hey Bella! Wanna come with me out to recess?" Jacob asked.

"Okay," she said cheerfully. She got up and looked at me. "Thanks for letting me sit with you."

"You're welcome." I said before she walked off with Jacob to go line up with Miss Denali for recess. I got up and followed after them. I got in line a few weirdos back. I ended up by myself at recess that day. I watched Bella and Jacob, or rather just Jacob, run around while Bella stood and watched. She looked over at me on the swing set a few times. She smiled. But never came over. Probably afraid to hurt his feelings. But, she chose me to sit with at lunch. So, I guess I really won this round.

The rest of the week continued like that. We sat together at lunch. And spent recess apart. We never talked much at lunch. But, it was nice to sit next to each other. And, we also spent sometime trying to find Waldo. He was such a tricky fellow to find. I'd hate to play hide and go seek with this guy.

Then the weekend came and went. It wasn't boring. I watched Jasper and Emmett wrestle each other. Emmett got his butt kicked a lot. Rose gave Alice a cookie to give me a make-over, during my nap. Let's just say, someone isn't going to be finding her Barbies for awhile.

And then, it was Monday. . .