The sound of my blaring alarm clock woke me up. I reluctantly opened my eyes and stretched like a cat. As I made my way to the shower, I couldn't help but wonder what my monotonous life would have in store for me today. Nothing new, I'm guessing.
After I finished washing my body and hair, I quickly ran a brush though it blow drying it into its normal waves. Just as always I chucked on the first thing that happened to be at the front of my closet, but as I removed my sweat shirt, I saw a beautiful blue shirt that appeared to be hiding behind it. It was thin and delicate, with a small V-neck. Modest for most, but too reviling for me. Quickly realising that the top was in fact one I had received from Renée but never worn I threw it on. As I checked it out in the mirror I notice it was a little more revealing then I would have imagined so I found a cream jumper to go over the top, I mean come on, this is Forks it's not like I would ever need to take it off.
Rushing out the door with a slice of toast in my mouth I literally ran to my truck, I needed to be early to school today because I have to ask Mr Jonson if I left my old copy of Romeo and Juliet in his class last lesson.
I practically flew though the small space in the crowded corridor, just as I was deciding to slow down seeing as I'm the clumsiest person to ever walk the earth I ran into something hard. Just as I braced myself to fall, I felt two strong arms pull my mid-waist saving me from another bump on the head. When I finally opened my eyes I was met with the greenest orbs I've ever seen, they were filled with so many expressions I couldn't pick all of them out; apart from heavy concern and a lot of relief. As I opened my mouth to apologise and thank the green eyed god before me, I had to cover my ears from the loud screech that echoed though the hall way. Tearing my eyes away almost forcefully, I took notice that I hadn't run into just anyone but it had to none other than Lauren Mallory, the schools biggest bitch. Crap.
Reviving from my own little Edward world I started to stutter out apologies.
"I-I'm so sorry Lauren. It's my entire fault I wasn't looking out for where I was going." I'm sure I was blushing ten shades of red right now, not only because I just made a fool out of myself in front of Edward but because I can see the crowd forming around the scene.
"You bitch." She spat. "Look at what you've done to my clothes." That's when I saw the dark liquid dripping from not only her clothes but mine too.
"Once again Lauren I'm terribly sorry and I'd be happy to pay for the dry cleaning." I managed to force out before her full outrage took place upon me.
"You stupid slut." She yelled while taking a step toward me as if she was going to strike. "You watch, you little whore I'm gonna make sure you wish you never came to this school. When I'm done with you, you're going to wish you went back to where ever the hell you came from." Taking another step towards me I closed my eyes bracing myself for what was sure to be a slap, when a very displeased voice interrupted.
"Lauren, god what is wrong with you. You can see she didn't mean it, and she apologised not only that but it was your fault too. If you paid more attention to were you were heading and not staring at yourself in the mirror you would have seen her coming." By the end of his speech almost everyone had stopped in the corridor to watch 'The Edward Cullen' barely containing his anger at one of the cheerleaders.
Lauren looked baffled as Edward nearly screamed at her, but then again so was everyone else. It's a well known fact that Edward Cullen is the most polite person in this school and losing his calm in front of everyone like that was unheard of.
This combined with his angry face and ridged posture caused Lauren to start stuttering out apologies worst then me.
"I-I'm s-ssorry Edward." She was visibly shaking.
Rolling his eyes at her now very reserved façade he spoke though gritted teeth, "Lauren I'm not the one you should be apologising to. I think you need to say sorry to someone else." He said inclining out his head toward me.
"Right right, I'm sorry...?"
"Bella" Edward provided. Wow, should have known she wouldn't know my name, even after 2 years of being here and the fact we hung out my first week. But what really took me by surprise and about half the other people standing around was that he actually knew my name- and not just 'Isabella' but my nick name.
"It's ok, and once again Lauren I really am sorry, I should be more careful." I knew it was not fully my fault but she did apologise and I did get coffee all over her.
As I bent down retrieving her books to hand them to her, I saw someone else do the same. After handing her, her books- well I say books but what I really mean is a teen mag and her make-up bag, I swerved round to see none other than Edward holding out my cluster of papers.
"Thank you Edward." I managed to say.
By this time Lauren had run away with her tail in-between her legs and just about everyone else had scurried off as the tardy bell rang.
"You're welcome Bella." He paused as if he didn't know what else to say next. "Anytime, I'll see you in English?" He asked almost hopefully. I was beyond confused right now not only did he know my name but he also knew I was in his class. That's so weird; he always seems to be so oblivious to everyone. Dumbfounded I just nodded my head. While his amazing crooked smile spread across his face.