"So…. Ana what grade are you in right now?"
Bella's voice floated through the thick clouds within my mind, clouds filled with the face of that mysterious and extremely creepy boy. Mainly, I thought about the dream that I had had of him and how I really didn't want that to be true. Or perhaps I did…
"Junior, like you." I answered slowly, pulling my head from the fog. She smiled, giving me a nod as we pulled up to the school. Elaia, who had sped there (or maybe Bella's truck was that slow), waving at us; our schedules in hand.
I sighed as I got out of the passenger side, snatching my paper away as I read it. I hadn't intended to be so abrupt, but after yesterday I was still annoyed. I had forgiven Bella, but Elaia had given me now reason to. It had what level of the class it was for me but I was guessing the person who gave it to Elaia was asked to write it for me.
Anastasia Healwood
July 4th 1990
Junior
Period one- Trigonometry -senior class
Period two- Music- All- singing
Period three- Gym- junior class
Period four-Health- junior class
Period five- Science- sophomore class
Period six-English- senior class
I saw at the bottom the note of my grade changes and how I was to not be considered a sophomore, I had been one last year. Still I read it anyway, even though the hand writing sucked.
Dear teachers of this student,
We have observed this student and wish to clarify that she is to be a sophomore or a junior. She has had her freshmen and sophomore years after skipping her second grade year as a child. To make sure that Anastasia is treated as one of the children in your higher classes this note was written by her old principle, I, Mr. Floumen.
Thank you,
Anark Floumen
Anark Floumen
I smiled at what was written after I took nearly ten minutes to identify the words. Walking in school I mapped out my classes while Bella was bombarded with questions from a guy who claimed to be from the school paper.
When I got to my first class I saw the teacher. Walking to her I smiled; she smiled back and stood, a swollen, pregnant belly showing. She was Bella's height, black hair, green eyes and perfectly white teeth.
"Hello, are you Anastasia Healwood?" She asked.
"Ana, but yes." I replied and she nodded, taking my schedule. Her eyes scanned the paper reading the bottom, before giggling.
"Who ever wrote this has perfect handwriting."
Quickly I bit my lip, holding in my laughter. After a minute of our giggling, she nodded again, the tiny smile still on her face.
"Well, I'm Mrs. Dalton. Or June if you like." She extended forward her hand to me which I took carefully and shook it softly. After a second we dropped our hands and I looked around. It was a welcoming classroom with pictures of trips they took and other stuff. It was also very bright and cream colored, making me see what a passionate teacher this woman was.
As the bell rang I looked out the window and saw a person with a guitar case on their back. The kid was nervous and lost so I was guessing he was a freshmen or a transfer, as I was. He had blond hair like me and he seemed to be walking into this class.
When he finally reached us, June smiled at the boy and waddled to him, hugging him.
"Good morning sweetie"
The boy blushed a little before hugging back. They both shared the same facial features, mainly in the eyes and face.
"Hi mom…" He stuttered letting go and taking a seat. For a moment, June watched him before her gaze turned to me. At this point I realized that if this were a cartoon, a light bulb would be going on above her head.
"Well Miss Healwood you sit next to him." She told me, giggling. I only rolled my eyes, being sure that she wasn't looking when I did.
When I got there I sat down and set my bag on the leg of the desk.
"Hey." I turned my head to the boy next to me and saw him smiling shyly at me. I smiled back and turned my body fully to him.
"Hi" It was kind of awkward for me to make friends, so I had a bad feeling that this conversation would be terse. The boy only smiled more, getting more used to me as I was to him. After a second, he raised his hand to me and I took it.
"I'm Alex" He introduced himself to me and I grinned.
"Ana" I responded sweetly.
He nodded a little and reached out. I started to cower a little, but felt the ear piece that I had forgotten about leave my ear. He placed it in his own and motioned for me to turn it on, which I did.
"Kate Voegele?" He asked after awhile, a little grin on his face. I only nodded and was handed my ear piece back. With a nod to me, he turned to the front and took out a notebook, starting in on the opening writing prompt. I twisted in my seat to put away my iPod, and to grab my composition book.
It was then that I finally realized that there was someone staring at me. He was in the middle of the classroom in his seat, his gold like eyes looking at me intently. I stared back, shocked as I realized why my mind was screaming.
His hair was red and now spiked after not being crushed down by a gaudy motorcycle helmet. The snake bites were still present as well, moving as his lips twisted into a scowl and then even back out.
After a few seconds, the guy looked away, scribbling down notes. I stared for a little longer before shifting in my seat and starting in on my work, ignoring Alex's worried gaze.
"Ana!"
I turned around as I walked across the campus, on my way to lunch. Alex was stumbling to me after gym, waving frantically. I found out that I had every class with him aside from my English.
"Hey Alex." I called, laughing as he nearly tripped. "Took you long to get you guitar back on
He blushed a little, his tongue and lips stumbling over his retort.
"Well I ran into a Cullen."
"Cullen?" I asked slowly, tilting my head.
"Yeah, they're like the coolest people in the school or something." He told me, hopping a little as if this was his favorite topic.
"Oh…. Well, do you know their names?" I asked him, now intrigued.
Alex looked at me as if I spoke a different language before rolling his eyes and launching back into the topic.
"Well my mom only has a few for classes so I know them, not personally though. Just the names."
"I know," I told him, bumping his shoulder with my own and motioning for him to continue. After straitening his guitar up and thinking, he did.
"Well there's Nathaniel Hale, or Nate. I think he prefers that… Nickolas, Nick, Cullen, Edward Cullen and Alice Cullen."
"Ah…" I nodded a little as we made our way into the lunch room. Bella sat in the middle, munching on a celery stick as a brown haired girl chatted with her idly. Bella didn't seem to be interested, but nodded in all the right places.
"Ana?" Alex whispered, drawing me away from my mind and its countless observations. I glanced at him and saw that he was holding a tray for me, waiting for me to take it. As soon as he was ready, we walked to the same table Bella was at. She smiled a little and looked between us with a look that signified that I would have hell when I got home. Across from her, Mike Newton, a boy whom I had met in Gym class nodded to me.
"Hey Squirt." He greeted me, causing a fiery fury to rise in me. For a moment I thought about yelling at him but decided not to. Mike was merely acting on what he had heard, like a monkey would.
"Yeah yeah, hey mike." I responded dryly, sitting down near Alex. He scooted closer so that he was less than an inch away from me.
"So. Heard you're only fifteen." Mike stated and winked at me. I looked at him and shivered, quite obviously, in discust.
Ew, so not getting anywhere near that.
After that, the conversation went elsewhere, going on about a pyramid or something. I sounded it out and reached for the burger on my plate, but before I could take a bite, my phone vibrated in my pocket. With a sigh, I set the burger back down and read the text. To my annoyance, it was blank.
Who is this? I asked.
Nearly immediately, I received a response, just as cryptic and annoying as the last.
Someone
And the name of this someone? I pressed, hoping that at least the texts would stop.
N. The texter responded. With an annoyed sigh, I decided to end the game.
Well, N, this number isn't for you to text.
After that the texting stopped and I was able to enjoy my meal in peace. That is, until a group of people filed in and got their lunches. They all were pale and had gold eyes and, oddly enough, everyone seemed to avoid them. I looked them over and found, to my surprise, that one of the guys was the one from from my first class!
Alex, who had to shake me to get me to look away smiled a little.
"The Cullen's." he stated softly. I looked at them again and saw that the one from first period had his cell phone out. With my eyes slowly narrowing, I looked from him to his phone and then back to his face. Like before, I couldn't look away, and because of this I realized that his eyes darker then the last time I saw him.
I continued to look at him as I stood, moving robotically. Every bit of energy was focused on watching this mysterious person. After awhile, I even forgot that I was walking, which was probably why, halfway there, I tripped. With a sickening twist in my stomach, I saw the ground draw closer and felt my tray slip out of my grip. Inches from the ground, I felt someone catch my arms and then pull me up against them. They were freezing cold and felt like rock, which seemed so unreal to me.
After taking a few deep breaths I looked up and saw that guy. Oddly enough they were black now, something I realized as his own eyes bored into mine.
"S-sorry." I pulled away and looked down to hide my blush, kicking myself for thinking how cute he was.
"It's alright."
Something about his voice made me look up and when I did I found him grinning. It was at this proximity that I realized how many piercings he had and just how much I liked that he had so many.
"Name's Nick." He stated, extending his hand. After a moment's hesitation I took it.
"Ana." I told him.
Standing there, I realized that his hand felt like ice and hard as a rock. I didn't pay any attention to it aside from think that it was different and that I really liked different... Now at least.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I let go and giggled nervously. Turning to avoid his gaze or embarrassing myself further, I found Bella gazing toward the table that the rest of Nick's family (or friends, I wasn't exactly sure) had gone to.
"Well I'll see you Ana." Nick said, drawing me from my thoughts. After a second, his grin warped into a smirk and his took my chin between his thumb and forefinger to make me look at him. For a second, we sat like that, him looking at me so curiously, before he turned on his heels and walked away.
AN: Sorry about the delay. I actually edited this one...XD. Hope you enjoy. Next chapter is little miss Elaia. Oh yes... Just to let you know, the story switches between Elaia and Ana, with a few inputs from Nate and Nick at times.
