I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR THE CHARACTERS OF THIS STORY…… ALL I OWN IS MY BORING IMAGINATION!
A/N: I realized a little too late that the first two chapters that I had posted were unedited. I'm a moron and I apologize. I will correct that as soon as my laptop is in working order again! Thank you for the reviews. It made me feel special!
Keep them coming and I will work on trying to keep the story going…. If only my kids would take a nap at the same time… hmmmmmm……………………….
I walked into my AP history class and straight to the back row of tables, only to realize that Jasper had beaten me to class and the only vacant seat in the back of the room was next to him. I sighed, dropping my books onto the table and taking the seat. Jasper just sat there, but I knew, that he knew, that I was sitting next to him, and that he was glancing at me from his peripheral. The bell rang loud, gaining my attention and bringing it to the teacher in the front of the room. Mr. McLeod, the teacher droned on and on about the different time periods that he was expecting to cover this semester I noticed that Jasper kept leaning closer and closer to me. It wasn't till a cast a glance at him that I noticed he was smelling me; it kind of reminded me of some snob of a man snorting a glass of wine. I figured now was as good a time as any to break the ice with Jasper, so leaning in closer to him I smirked, turned to face him head on and whispered, "I'm hoping that the attention you are giving me, and by the fact that you seem to be smelling me that I smell pretty damn good, my blood that is."
Jasper turned to face me dead on, eyes wide and then jumped back. I just continued to look at him with a smirk on my face. It wasn't very often that "others" (anyone other than vampires) knew what or who they are and I had just ousted my knowledge of his kind in the middle of a history class that neither of us really had any business being in. I know for a fact that he is younger than me, by a long shot I am sure, but I wonder how much of this history class syllabus he had actually lived through. That goes for the rest of his coven. Maybe I should invite them over to my house after getting to know them a little better so that we can talk without worrying about anyone listening in. I wonder how long it will take them to realize that I'm not exactly normal as well.
He whipped his head to face the head of the glass with a blank expression on his face. If I didn't know any better I would think that I had said nothing, so I pouted that he didn't seem to find it amusing and turned my attention back to class. The rest of the period we sat like that, facing forward, Jasper with his stupid blank expression, I'm sure I looked as if someone insulted my purse. I hope I didn't offend him though; it was my idea of a joke of sorts. It wouldn't do me good to piss off a large group of vampires, my last several decades have been fairly drama free and I'm hoping to keep the lucky streak going.
When the bell rang I picked up my belongings and headed out the door, Jasper seemed to run from the room and I could only help that my mouth didn't get me in any type of trouble for the rest of the day. I had two more classes to suffer through and then the rest of the day I could spend relaxing at home. So with that thought I straightened my back and walked into World Politics with Ms. Tallmadge, wow she's really young looking. Great the only seat left is near the front of the room. Though that doesn't seem as bad of a thing in this class, the desks are split into two and they face each other creating a giant aisle down the middle of the room. There are a lot of other students near the front and the rows are only three deep so I guess there really isn't a seat in the back. Sitting back and looking around I notice that Edward and Alice Cullen are sitting in back of the rows across from me and Edward seems to have a staring problem. I just raise an eye brow in a silent "what are you looking at" gesture and then turn away to pay attention to poor Ms. Tallmadge, I'm sure half the students she has won't listen simply because she looks like she is fresh out of college.
Covering the ever lovely syllabus, the class is informed that there will be a group project due mid semester and that it will weigh heavily on our grade. Great, I wonder who I'll be paired with, and I wonder what the project will be on. Well we will just have to wait and see. Ugh, I'm bored and I really really want to go home! At least the bell is about to ring and all I have to do is make it through Biology before I am free for the day.
I'm walking to biology and I can't help but wonder why this campus is so spread out. There is five minutes to walk from one class to the next, not all the walk ways are covered walk ways and it's raining outside. I guess that is an incentive to hurry. I'm not going to melt but this weather will do horrible things to my hair.
I made it to class, on time and not completely soaked and I guess it could be worse.
Once again I find myself walking to take a seat at one of the back tables noticing that the class is only about half full and the bell will ring in about a minute. Sitting down and searching through my bag I hear a throat clear and turning towards the sound I notice a blonde haired, blue eyed, baby faced boy sitting on my table. He introduces himself as Mike Newton and I can't help but feel as by the tone of his voice that I should know who he is. Who is he? Oh well, I'm sure I'll learn about a few people here in school. It doesn't hurt to make some friends. I smile kindly and introduce myself as Bella and he gives me a cheeky smile. I think he's flirting, but I can't really be sure.
Another throat clears and sitting next to me is none other than Edward Cullen. Am I being stocked by these vampires simply because I sat at their lunch table? I doubt it but still. He glances at me then his face hardens and with a glare at Mike he says "Mike could you possibly go find your seat so I may sit in mine?" Mike responds by turning from me to Edward then sulks off to his seat near the end of the room.
"Thank you Edward and I must say it's nice to have another familiar face." I smile over at him.
"It is not a problem. I'm glad I could be of some assistance." He still looks like he's concentrating hard on something.
"Such a gentleman" He just raises an eyebrow while a smirk graces his face. I bet it has to do from the era in which he was raised. People don't speak and act so cordially towards each other anymore, and I swear I heard him chuckle as I was turning towards the front of the class.
In walks an older, frizzy red headed woman who introduces herself as Mrs. Boatman. She seems to have aged well and there is a gentle smile upon her mouth. Then it happens……..
"Alright everyone, today we have a new student, Isabella Swan if you could please stand and introduce yourself." Mrs. Boatman takes a seat at her desk in the front of the room and everyone pivots to look towards me.
I stand up nervously and I know that I'm blushing, damn it! I was hoping this wouldn't happen, I made it all the way to the last class and then of course Mrs. Boatman, a woman who resembles and elderly Miss Frizzle from that Magic School Bus show burst my little bubble of happiness from going unmentioned!
"I'm Bella; I moved here recently but am familiar with the Pacific Northwest area." With that I sit back down and Edward is staring at me again. What is with the Cullen's and staring? Have they figured out I'm immortal? I know my blood smells good, but it doesn't seem to make vampires thirsty. Have they never seen a non-vampire immortal before?
I'm reviewing my last syllabus for the day noticing that there is a permission slip attached for our parents so that we can participate in a blood typing lab. That will freak Edward out for sure, there would be no way for me to hide the fact that I'm different then. I bet that he won't participate though, it's obviously that they are very controlled but you can really only push your luck so far.
Walking towards my car at the end of the day I notice two things. The first is that there is a small group of people, that is rapidly growing, that seem to be admiring my car. The second is that Alice Cullen is standing off to the side and it seems as if she is waiting for me. I wonder what she could possibly want.