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Chapter 4- Nice to meet you?

"What the hell," I muttered under my breath as I took one last, long drag of the cigarette and threw it in the toilet bowl to my right. I didn't bother flushing it since there was no way to talk myself out of this mess no matter who was on the other side of the stall door waiting for me. I paused and took a breath before swinging open the stall door.

In front of me, bouncing from foot to foot excitedly was a pixie-like girl who barely came up to my nose. Her skin was much paler than even mine, especially in contrast to her inky black hair that was shortly cropped and sticking out of her head in all directions. Her eyes met mine and I was taken aback by their warm amber color. Her eyebrows were raised and her mouth parted as if she were about to speak but I didn't give her the chance. "I'm very aware that second hand smoke kills which is WHY I chose to smoke in the bathroom when it was EMPTY… If you would have used common courtesy and walked back out to find a new lavatory when you realized I was using this one to take a few minutes off my life than there would be no problem. Now, with that settled, can you point me in the direction of whatever disciplinarian you plan on ratting me out to so we can get this done and over with?" I ended my rant with a smug smile, rejoicing in the fact that not only did I get a smoke break but now I would also be getting some kind of a mini vacation in the form of out of school suspension… maybe I should punch this girl in the face JUST to guarantee I'd get a few extra days to sleep in…

"Ahem," she cleared her throat again and interrupted my scheming, "you're good at jumping to conclusions, aren't you?" her voice was small and graceful, much like her presence. I nodded my head and let out a small laugh, "you won't be running to the office and letting them know I was smoking in the handicap stall?" She moved like a ballerina over to the mirror above the closest sink and casually played with her hair. "Alice Cullen," she chimed after she was satisfied with the touch up on her hair, "Isabella Swan, right? Chief Swan's daughter?" I rolled my eyes at the association and nodded my head again, "My next class is English in room L-102, if you're not going to be turning me in do you think you could possibly point me in the direction of that class?" She smiled a gentle smile and led the way. When we made it to the front of the English building she nodded her head at me, "See ya around Bella!" she rang out confidently. I waved at her and than it dawned on me: I hadn't told her I'd preferred Bella to Isabella… How did she know that?