I am on a roll, this is my third chapter today! Again, if you're actually reading these authors notes or this story, be happy. By the way, this is Edward's POV!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or its characters…if I did I'd be Stephenie Meyer…if only…
Edward's POV
Beautiful. That's only word I could think.
As we walked to class, I noticed the glares Bella was getting. I wonder what that's about. I checked into one of the student's mind, "Stupid cow. She thinks she can take MY Eddie? I saw him first! She'll pay after school…or during-"
I couldn't listen anymore. Why would anyone think that about the angel by my side. I tuned in to a different thought, "Hmm. New guy. And he's with Swan? Probably out of pity. Maybe I can get him to help me pull pranks on her! Yeah! Team Newton and Cullen! I have to be first of course, I'm more important-"
It seems as if everyone is against Bella. I searched everyone's mind,
Ugly *censored*- (A./N. In case anyone forgot, I don't curse.)
Stupid cow-
Why is HE with her? Well I guess since he's new and all-
Everyone was against her. And from the looks of it, for no reason, just for fun. What kind of people do that? Bella seems harmless enough to me.
But her scent. It's…mouth-watering. I've never smelled such desirable blood in my 100 years. But I can't hurt her.
I won't see the light leave her big, deep, brown, doe eyes…Wait! I can't think like that! She's human! And I'm a vampire; a soulless monster. It would never work out.
We walked into American History, and she sat down at an empty desk. No one was sitting with her! That means I'm going to sit there. I smiled to myself.
I had my slip signed that I had been given this morning by the receptionist and took a seat beside Bella.
Ah, her scent hit me again. But I won't hurt her.
Class hadn't started yet, so I might as well start a conversation.
"So Bella, have you always lived her?" maybe I can figure out why people are so cruel to her.
"No, I moved her a year ago from Phoenix, Arizona," she looked surprised that I was still talking to her.
"Oh," I said lamely. "Do you like Forks?"
Her brow furrowed as if she were in deep thought. Finally she replied, "No. Not really. I mean, I enjoy living with my dad…it's just that the people here…they don't like me very well. I don't know why though. It all really started with Lauren. She thought I was trying to steal her boyfriend so… the rumors started."
So that's why! It all started with a rumor and turned into what I heard in the others' minds.
"I don't mean to pry, but when the blonde girl who tripped you-"
"Lauren."
"Yes, Lauren. Well, what I'm asking is, does everyone do that?"
She looked down at the desk. Tears started to well in her eyes. Oh no! I didn't mean to make her cry!
"Yes. Everyone does it everyday."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. Please forgive me."
"No. It's fine," she said, though her voice cracked.
One thing is for sure.
I'm going to help Bella. Hmm. And I wonder what Lauren meant when she thought that Bella would pay after school.
A./N. Chapter 3 is complete! And it's a little longer than Chapter 2! So…yeah…if you're reading this…Please Review!
