Chapter Four
=Breath Taking First Encounter=
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! WAKE UP! SCHOOL TIME! GET UP, LAZY ASS!
"Alice…"
That girl is so damn lucky I love her! She constantly records messages on my old little flip phone and sets them on timers so go off at the most inconvenient times. She'll pay one day.
I flipped over on my back, stretched my arms and legs out, and yawned a few times before I realized it was Friday. September 30th… I squealed a girly squeal and jumped up to dance around in laughter. Tonight was finally the night! I was finally going to meet Edward Cullen for the first time! I had wanted to meet my new best friend for quite a while.
Tonight was the high school football team's first home game. Edward and I were to meet up at the front gates and sit together during the game. Just thinking about it made my stomach turn. Meeting new people has always scared me.
I hate being shy…
After I had calmed down, there was a light knock at my door.
"Come in, Dad," I said, already knowing who would be up, and who wouldn't.
"How can someone so small have so much energy so early in the morning? Are you on drugs?" He chuckled there at the end.
"Dad, you're the police chief… I think you would know if I was on drugs! And I usually don't. It's just going to be a good night. You're still taking me to the game, right?" I asked with a concerned voice. It wasn't unusual for Charlie too go back on a promise. He had a lot going for him and the stress made him forget a lot of things.
"Hmmm… That is tonight, isn't it? Well I promised you I would, didn't I? You're paying though."
"Course, Dad. Though it's a sad day when your daughter, who doesn't work, has more money then you…" I had to smirk there at the end. He hated when I did this.
He squinted his eyes. "Watch it, little girl…" he muttered as he began to walk out of the room.
"Get at me!" I whisper-yelled before the door shut behind him.
Chuckling to myself, I sat down on the floor in front of my big floor to ceiling mirror and began to get ready for school.
School passed slowly. Nothing ever happened in Bum Fuck Egypt! Sorry, I mean Forks, Washington.
Every class was the same as every other day. Go to class, get out needed material, sit until the teacher finally begins to teach, and then do your work. It was the same shit on different days. Very routine.
Things finally began to get a little interesting in Math. It was only about a week ago that I began to worry that I had feelings for Jacob… That was not a good thing. I promised myself I wouldn't be like all the other girls and 'fall in love' only to get my heart broken. I wanted to give my whole, brand new heart to the man I was going to marry. Or so I hoped I would marry…
But ever since that seed got into my head, things became weird. It began to get hard to talk too Jacob. I couldn't help but stare at him. Stuff like this was scaring me. But when I walked into class today, I noticed two things. One, the desks had been moved and we were defiantly getting new seats. Two, Jacob was the only other person in the class. Times like these are when I begin to panic.
After about a minute, no one had walked in yet, Jacob finally turned around and noticed my presence for the first time. He smiled and began walking towards me.
"Hey, Bella!" He raised his hand for a high five but I flinched away as if he were about to hit me.
He gave a worried look and slowly lowered his hand back to his side. "Sorry, reflex reaction…" I mumbled.
Without moving the worried look from my face, he raised his hand again but rested it on my shoulder.
"Are-…" he was cut off mid sentence.
"HEY YOU GUYS! What's up? Jacob, how's the band?" came the voice of big mouth himself. Ryan.
Have I mentioned before that I hate Ryan? Well I do.
Jacob and Ryan walked away, deep in conversation about Jacob's band.
As they walked away, I took a small step back and leaned so my back was against the wall. Not much later, the teacher walked in with the rest of the kids and gave us our seats. Yet again, I sat near Jacob.
This is gonna be a LONG year…
This game needs to hurry its ass up! – E
Eager to meet me much? Lol – B
If I say yes are you gonna make fun of me? :'( - E
ABSOLUTLY! :D –B
Hardy-Har-Har… You're SO funny! But yes, I am eager to meet my best friend. –E
Lol well you have the right to laugh at me as well. Iv basically been "getting ready" since school ended… Hey, the games are fun and it's the ONE time people can't laugh at me for dressing crazy! – B
It wasn't totally a lie… School ended at 2:22pm. I got home just shy of 3:00. After dad once again broke his promise of taking me to the game, I called Jasper to see if he and his mom could take me. Since I got off the phone, I had been throwing on every school shirt I had, then ripping it off the next second, trying to find the PERFECT shirt too show a mix of school pride and cuteness. I wasn't a flirt, but that doesn't mean I don't care even a little about how I look.
I set my phone down on my bed and opened my bedroom door to walk down the hall into the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, I shut the door tightly and shuffled through the drawer below the sink to find a hair brush and a hair clip. Brushing all my hair back as if I were too put it into a pony tail, I twisted it tightly and snapped the clip at the base of my hair. I let the twisted hair at the top fall down over the clip. Looking in the mirror, I wasn't impressed. I was so plain. Plain brown hair, plain brown eyes, plain pale completion. From the front, my hair looked to be frizzy and I looked baled. I quickly pulled the clip from my hair and let my straight, mid-back length hair fall down. I straightened my hair every morning tell it was as straight as possible and once that had been achieved, I applied a little foundation too my problem areas and then I was ready to walk out the door. There isn't anyone I wanna impress at school… Psh, they can all piss off.
Walking back into my room, I looked in my floor length mirror. I was wearing my favorite pair of dark wash ripped jeans and a dark blue school shirt with my normal torn up Converse. I wore those things every single day. I looked no different than I did every other day, but it would have to do. Jasper and his mom would be here to pick me up any minute.
With a last sad look, I turned away from the mirror and went to grab my school ID and money from my desk. I crammed the two objects into my tiny front pockets and walked carefully so the ID wouldn't stab me in the hip. I bruise too easy for that stuff.
Growing up, Jasper's mom became like a normal mom too me. She had a little boy names Jonathan shortly before I met Jasper in kindergarten. For the next few years, she continued to conceive children, but she miscarried most. Around 2006, she conceived again, but this time, it lasted. She became pregnant with her first baby girl. Serenity was healthy till around her birth. She was too be born in March, but ended up being a still-born. Jasper, Jonathan, and the whole family took it very hard. I had always known that Jasper's mom considered me too be her daughter. I took the title as a huge honor. And though she loved me as her own, I knew I could never replace her lost daughter.
When Jasper and his mom arrived, I didn't hesitate to fling the front door open, yelling a loud goodbye to my parents, and run too their silver car. Reaching the car, I grabbed the handle with no hesitation and hoped inside. This was close family. I wasn't afraid.
"Yo, Squirt," Jasper bellowed as soon as my butt hit the seat next to him.
I slammed the door seat and reached for my seat belt.
"Hi, Mommy! How has your day been?" I asked, porously ignoring Jasper.
She chuckled and then said, "Fine, little one. The office wasn't too busy today so I got to relax a little."
Jasper's mom worked at a family doctor's office that my parents often took me too. The people were fairly nice, and my doctor was a pretty cool guy, with killer taste in music. We often played eighty's hair bands during my visits just too lighten the atmosphere.
Jasper let out a sigh next to me so I leaned over and gave him a very pointed look. He knew he wouldn't win the silence game with me. I once ignored him for a week. Though Jasper is good at reading emotions, it aggravates him to no end when people are upset but wont, or rather cant, tell him.
The rest of the way to the game, Jasper and I chatted about school and how he was doing in football. In all honesty, he wasn't very good. I love the kid to death, but he can't play that game to save his life.
Arriving at the game, we paid and then made our way to get our usual spots at the top of the bleaches against the announcer's box. I decided now was a good time to let Edward know I was here.
Yo, you best be here soon, 'winner'! What's taking so long anyway? – B
Like always, the response came almost right after I sent the text.
I'm so sorry. You know how siblings are. Let alone if their girls. –E
Hey now! Be nice! In case you didn't know, you're talking to a girl. Who just so happens to be your 'sister'! –B
You know what I mean. We're almost there now. But mom won't let me walk off. So I don't know how I'm going to meet up with you. We may have to wait till half time. :/ -E
I let out a sigh of relief. I was extremely nervous to meet this kid. I always hated meeting new people. I'm just so shy!
Oh, that's fine. Jasper and I always go down to the concessions during half time anyway. How about I meet you down there? Your tallness is pretty hard to miss so I think I'll find you. –B
That works. Until then, we can just text like normal. ^.^ -E
Duh! ^.^ -B
And we did just that. We texted for the next hour before I noticed that half time was drawing near. The butterflies in my tummy picked up at that point and began poking the edges of my stomach. I was almost about too say that I couldn't meet him when the half time bell rung.
Jasper wasted no time grabbing my arm and pulling me down the bleachers. He didn't know we were going to meet Edward, but he'd live.
Running through the little passage way between the bleachers, we ran towards the smell of the food.
"BELLA! BELLA!"
I heard my name being called repeatedly from a somewhat unfamiliar voice, but I couldn't place where the voice was coming from.
I planted my feet and yanked my arm back in order to get Jasper to stop running. Once we had finally stopped and I knew he wouldn't take off and leave me, I popped up on my tippy toes and looked around for the mysterious voice.
"BELLA!"
There was the voice again, only much closer and much more noticeable. Looking behind me, I almost collided with the body of the person I knew had been calling my name.
"Bella! There you are! I seen you run down here, but I lost you in the crowed! Anyway, Hi!" Edward rambled out so fast that it all kind of jumbled into one big word.
"H.. H.. Hi!" I said, completely breathless. I hadn't ever seen Edward in person, but man, he was gorgeous! He had bronze locks that stood straight up in a crazy fashion, piecing light green eyes, and a smile that was completely contagious. But what stood out the most was his height. The man was huge! Standing next to him, the top of my head probably only reached the middle of his chest. But then again, I never was the tallest person.
Edward reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver rectangle.
"Look! It loves me!" He said with a chuckle.
At first I was completely confused. A medium sized, silver rectangle loved him? But then I realized that the item was an iPod; an iPod Touch to be exact. Then I seen the back ground and realized exactly what he meant. The wall paper on his iPod said, "Hi, I'm your wallpaper, and I love you…". I stared at the wall paper from a moment before I lost it and burst out laughing; only Edward.
Jasper began tapping his foot and looking around anxiously.
"Edward, I'm so sorry, but I really got to go. We have to get back to his mom. But it was great to finally meet you. Maybe some time we can meet in the middle and hang out for an hour or two?" I said, quickly.
"Yeah, sounds fun! I'll text you later, okay, Bella? Great meeting you!" He hugged me before turning and walking away.
Jasper and I quickly got our item from the concession stand and made our way back to our seats.
By the end of the game, I hadn't stopped thinking of Edward long enough to realize we were dominating the game and won by over twenty points.
That night, after I got home and was getting ready for bed, I thought of how it didn't seem as awkward once I actually seen Edward. As soon as I seen him, I calmed down and let my guard down enough to give a real laugh.
"It can't mean anything. Stop dreamin' girl," I whispered to myself.
I quickly turned out the lights and got cozy under my big quilt. I fell asleep to dreams of Edward that night.
I'm so sorry I haven't posted in forever guys. I've been in and out of the doctors from myself, I've had multiple family issues, and I've been with my boy friend a lot lately. School is a serious pain as well. I actually had to miss school Friday because there was a rumor of a riot and guns. *rolls eyes* high school is so immature. Anyway, I'll get to work on the 5th chapter as soon as I have time. I hope this chapter makes sense as well. I would work on it for a few days, save it, wait a few weeks, then work on it again so if it's choppy, I apologize on every level. Leave a review or two, if you will! ^.^ it would be much appreciated! Love you all!
~Jackee!
