He replied in a velvet smooth voice, "Oh, it's okay." He added, "Hi. I'm Edward Cullen. You're Bella Swan, right?" He was being very polite. But, in his eyes, he looked frustrated.
"Uhh...Yes, that's me." It was getting really hard to focus. His eyes were so dazzling!
"So, you moved from Florida?" he asked.
"Yes, I lived with my mom and her husband, my stepdad, Phil. My mom left my dad when I was a little girl..." I trailed off.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know." He looked worried that he'd upset me.
"No, no!" For some reason I didn't want him upset, either. "It's okay..." I didn't know what to say next.
He said, "Well, I'd better go. See you around, Bella." He still looked frustrated, but I could tell he was trying to hide it.
"Alright..bye.." I said. He turned around and walked away. I walked to my next class.
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The rest of the day went by quickly, just like the morning. Edward was in my biology class. The only seat open was next to him, so he was to be my biology partner for the rest of the year. I liked having him as a partner, though I still got that weird feeling about him. I'm not sure what it was, but I could tell he wasn't like other teenagers.
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I walked to my trunk with my bag slung over my shoulder. I put my bag on the passenger seat. I started the car and backed out of my parking space. It took me about 10 minutes to get home, since my truck didn't go fast at all, but who needs fast cars?
I got out of the car and walked inside. I had some homework so I went up to my room to start it. Most of it was biology homework. I was in an advanced biology class back in Florida, so I finished it quickly. I walked downstairs and looked at the clock. I still had an hour and a half until Charlie came home, so I decided not to start dinner yet. I flopped onto the couch and switched on the T.V. I flipped through the channels, but nothing good was on. I turned off the T.V. By the time I had done that, I still had an hour until Charlie came home. I went upstairs to grab my favorite book, Wuthering Heights. Once back downstairs, I once again sat on the couch. I read for about thirty minutes, then got up to start dinner.
I heard Charlie come through the front door. He hung up his belt and slipped off his shoes. "Bella, you there?" he asked.
"Yes, it's me!" I yelled from the kitchen.
"Ooo, something smells good. Did you cook dinner?" he questioned.
"Yes, I cooked dinner! It's pasta with shrimp and chicken. I hope that's okay with you," I said.
"That's great, Bella! It's one of my favorite foods, thank you." He smiled at me. "Now let's eat this delicious food."
We sat down at the table. I fixed us both a plate and we dug in. "Yum, this is great, Bella! Thanks for cooking for me. I was never a great cook." He chuckled.
I laughed with him. "No problem, Charlie. I'm glad you enojoy it. Don't worry, I'll be here to cook." I smiled at him.
Once we were finished eating, Charlie went to sit on the couch and watch sports while I stayed in the kitchen and did the dishes. Once I was finished, I went upstairs. I read Wuthering Heights until nine oclock, then turned out the lights and fell asleep.