I live on a pink cloud. Feel free to stalk me.
After science, high school pretty much sucks. The morning drags. Though to be fair, none of my other classes have button down shirts and green green eyes and that's all I can see now. Which is a fine distraction that no one talks to me and no friends are being made. The best four years of my life aren't starting off so good.
"Just open that mouth of yours and talk to people," my dad had said. "You can't have Alice as your only friend."
But that's so much easier said than done when everyone glares at pretty unicorn, and Alice doesn't seem to be much of a friend anymore. At lunch, she glanced my way only for a millisecond before smiling at other girls with bouncy hair and too-tight jeans. She banished me. Right then and there and the heart hurt was horrendous.
"All by yourself, Bella?" Mr. Cullen stops in front of my table, a tray of food balanced on one hand. Alice and her new friends stop their talking and turn my way and it's her glare plus two more.
I'm not a mean person, but I can't help myself with I smile this really big smile and and widen my eyes just the tiniest bit, capturing all of Mr. Cullen's attention and making him smile just that tiniest bit more too.
"No. I'm waiting for a friend."
"Oh. All right." And then, "I'll leave you to it then. Enjoy your lunch."
I watch him until he walks out the cafeteria doors and then life sucks again.