Chapter 2
First came in a blonde girl and a large burly guy with curly black hair. The girl was... wow. I mean, I'm not thatway, but I could still say she was gorgeous. She had long, lightly curly blonde hair, mid-back length. She had the kind of figure that only photo shopped models do. This was the kind of girl who destroyed the other girls' self-confidence just by being in the same room as them. The guy was... big. He was strong... and slightly scary. But, his face looked kind, even from across the room. He seemed to be one of those guys who looked big and mean, but were really big teddy bears.
Next came an odd looking couple. There was a tall, blonde boy, and a short, pixie-like girl. The boy had somewhat short, somewhat long wavy hair, and... looked like he was in pain. That was the simplest way to put it. The girl, on the other hand, had short inky hair, sticking out in all directions. Not in some weird gelled way, but in a stylish way. And while the boy walked stiffly, eyes shifting around to look, she danced around freely, laughing in a care-free way.
Even though they all looked different, they all looked alike. The all had pale skin, and blue-ish black marks under their eyes, like they didn't get any sleep. And, they were all beautiful. Beautiful hair, face, bodies, I bet even their clothes were designer, but I don't know that kind of stuff. Lauren and Jessica do, though! When they moved, even that stiff one, it was graceful, like they were professional dancers or something. That was alike for all off them, even that beautiful bronze-haired one that a walked into earlier today.
Speaking of which... where was he? Looking around, I couldn't find him. Almost instantaneously after I thought that, a wave of disappointment crashed over me. It was so heavy, dark, I almost drowned. And, now that I think of it... the Cullens aren't eating, are they? Or, drinking for that matter. And, they wouldn't look at each other, but I swear that they were talking by the way that they were holding themselves. But their lips didn't move...? And, they would all cast me these looks, curious ones, angry ones. I don't think they realized that I saw them. And I'm not sure I did, it was so fast. Almost a blur...
Suddenly, I had the urge to go over and talk to them. Where did that come from? I'm not the most outgoing person, especially not to people like them. I took a deep, calming breath, and gathered my trash. Might as well get that out of the way, shouldn't I? As I stepped closer to the trash can, my heart began to thunder in my chest. And after I threw my stuff away, I just stood there, staring into the depths of the bin. Wow, the other people must think I'm insane! I shook that off, and took another shaky breath - and walked the rest of the way over to them.
As I neared, they all looked up to stare at me. I tripped, and caught myself on the edge of their table. When I stood next to the table, I put up a shaky smile, and asked, "So... you're the Cullens, right? The ones from Alaska?" They looked surprised at that.
"Who told you that?" the stiff one asked. Hm? Hadn't Edward told them that he told me? Or, rather, that he told Lauren? As I debated this internally, I kept up a smile. Over the years, I'd perfected looking like everything was fine on the outside, even when I had a raging storm going on inside me. So, this wasn't that bad to cover up.
"Didn't Edward tell you that he told Lauren that?" I added a gesture toward her for their benefit. "I had tripped over him today, and Lauren and Jessica walked over to him, and started asking him questions. He only answered the one about who he was, and where he was from though." Oh, great. Now I'm rambling. I thought I stopped doing that while I was nervous? Apparently, I hadn't. The other Cullens all nodded in understanding. Looking up, I suddenly met the eyes of the blonde girl, who glared at me. I think I was supposed to be scared, but I didn't really feel it. Actually... I felt safer near the Cullens, more so than when I'm around the other kids. Like I fit in with them... Yeah, right. Like plain me fit in with these gorgeous people.
"So... what are your names? Mine's Isabella - Isabella Swan. But I go by Bella. And, how are you all related? None of you look blood related, except you," I pointed at Mr. Stiff, "and you," I pointed at Miss. Glare. "Are you guys adopted? But then why..." I shut myself up. Why am I rambling so much? Why did I come over to speak to them again? I was just about to say never mind and walk off, when the short pixie spoke up.
"You're right, most of us are adopted. And, Jasper and Rosalie are related - twins, actually. He is Emmett, and I'm Alice. Jasper and Rosalie are foster kids, our mother's, Esme's, niece and nephew who they took in after their parents died. They also adopted me and Emmett separately, as well as Edward separately. Edward wasn't feeling well, so he left early today." I noted this all away in my head, storing it in what I think of as my mental file cabinet, my memory.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but what's your father's name? I think I missed it..." I trailed off, looking into the curious faces of the Cullens.
"Actually, we didn't mention him. His -" Alice started, but Rosalie cut in.
"His name is Carlisle. Can you go away now?" she said coldly. Alice looked at her in a scolding way, but I felt bad. Was I really that annoying? Ah, I should have figured. These people wouldn't want to be seen with me.
"Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't mean - ah, I'll shut up and leave you guys alone. I truly and sorry about disturbing you," I said with a weak smile, my facade faltering. I walked off quickly, as to not bother them any further.
As soon as I sat down at my table, Lauren and Jessica stood up and walked over to me. I'm sure my eyes must have brightened. Why did my friends want to see me? Oh - I think I know why. To scold me for trying to befriend the mew people. That makes sense. They look like the kind of people who would hang out with the Cullens, not me.
"Hey Bella. Why'd you go over to them? Did you actually think YOU could make friends with them?" Lauren said smoothly, turning sarcastic by the end.
"Yeah Bella. Why bother. It's not like THEY would want to spend time with YOU!" Jessica said, finishing it off with laughter to prove her point. I had been correct - they had come to put me in my place.
I ducked my head - I must be such an embarrassment to them! "I'm sorry. I apologized to them already - I'm truly sorry. It won't happen again," I said in a small voice, really, really sorry. I can't believe I did that! What could have possibly come over me to do that? Lauren and Jessica looked surprised and confused, but Lauren quickly replaced it with a smug look - or a smug-looking look. Friends don't look at each other like that!
"Good. Just DON'T do it again, okay?" and without waiting for a response, Lauren and Jessica flounced off. I glanced at the Cullen table - they were looking at me with puzzled looks on their faces. I ducked my head, flushing a bright red.
Author's Note: I showed these chapter's to my friends before I spell check them and everything (btw, it's not a pretty sight. =.=), and my friends laughed at "Mr. Stiff" and "Miss Glare". -shrugs- I dunno why, they're weirdos. ."
