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Chapter 4
Bella POV
That's when I first saw him.
He was sitting at a table alone on the other side of the cafeteria, lounged back in his chair like he was trying to catch some z's. His eyes were hidden behind deep violet lids and his skin was very white and very toned. Jeez, it was whiter than even Alice! Maybe that's because this town was a place where the sun don't shine.
But what caught me most was his unusual hair. It was messy, like he had just woken up with it, and was an amazing colour; it was an intense reddish-bronze, like nothing I had ever seen before. But it was obviously his natural colour. That, his skin, his overall features, made him probably one of the most beautiful men I had ever encountered.
I also noticed he was pretty built. I had never been one for crushing on the brawny, but hot-dang! He had my attention. How can he be a loner, with a face and body like that?
"Bella? What are you looking at?" Alice demanded.
"Huh? Oh, nothing…" I turned around to face her; she was pursing her lips at me and I shrank away from her.
She read my expression. "I'm sorry. But seriously, don't get caught on him."
"Why? What's wrong with…What's his name?" My eyebrows puckered.
Angela faced me awkwardly. "His name is Edward Cullen and…" Alice interrupted her hesitation.
"…And he is the resident man-whore of Forks." I looked at her sceptically, so she continued.
"Don't be fooled by his looks. He's a major player; women are his toys. He moves from one to the next, not even bothering to 'pack up' –so to speak-, leaving that for the poor girl's families and friends. He doesn't care about what you feel, so long as you put out." She finished angrily.
"How do you know that Alice?"
"Because I live next door to him. I see him rock up at his house every Saturday night with a new girl attached to his over-used lips."
I considered that as I looked back over, trying to see something, anything, that might contradict her allegations. Still he sat there, like he just wanted to go to bed, though the table had been filled with rowdy jocks since I last glanced over. Maybe there's a reason he is so tired at the moment, I thought critically.
There was a boisterous laugh from that table and I saw the massive guy I sat next to in Trig. He was laughing at a blond guy; a guy I recognised as the one who sat on my other side in that class. He appeared to be blushing. I snickered.
Before Alice had the chance to open her mouth, I asked.
"Who's the massive guy? And the blond guy standing up? I sit next to them in Trig."
"That's Emmett McCarty and Mike Newton." Angela waved over the rest of the table. "And that's Erik Yorkie" -the guy who asked me to sit with me at lunch-" Tyler Crowley"-a tall, gangly looking guy-"Ben Cheney"-I heard a little something in Angela's voice as she announced the short boy-"And Jasper Hale."
That was the guy who parked next to us this morning, I thought to myself. I peered over at Alice to see how she received the name. Her eyes were narrowed however, in a completely different direction.
"And they," Alice said bitterly, startling me with her tone. "Are completely plastic. Rosalie Hale, Tanya something-or-other, and in the middle is Lauren Mallory." She sneered the name.
"Ahh." Was all I said.
I watched the girls stroll across the cafeteria like they owned it, tailed by young blond wanna-be's. Oh God, it was like a blond convention!
I practically choked as I watched Lauren Mallory plop herself on top of playboy's lap. Alice shrugged.
"So how has your day been so far Bella?" Angela tried to break the silence.
"Erh! I walked into English this morning and accidentally bumped into that Lauren Mallory girl, and she totally freaked! And I got lost and…" I drifted into a spiel.
"Don't worry about Lauren, Bella. She's only a bitch to you, because she sees you as a threat." Angela nodded in agreement.
"A threat? You're joking right? Ha, what am I a threat to, her social life? Like I would want that! Her relationship? I'm not stupid enough to date a playboy!" I laughed at the madness of it.
"But she doesn't know that. Believe me, it's going to get worse if you retaliate, or if Edward hits on you. Don't worry about it though."
I huffed in my seat. So she hated me because she though I wanted to steal her life…as if! Man this girl needs a reality check!
Just then the warning bell rang.
"Oh! Bella, what subject do you have now?" Angela stared at me eagerly.
I reached down into my bag for my timetable, glancing over at the jocks on the way. They seem angry, I thought mystified. I brushed it off however, checking my schedule.
"Uh, biology." Angela beamed at me.
"Me too! Yay! I have someone to talk to!"
"Well I'm alone still!" Alice pouted. "What do you have last?"
"Gym…" I groaned. I was terrible at every single sport you could think of. I had minimal hand-eye coordination. And unfortunately it was compulsory for me to take gym at Forks High. Life sucks.
"At least we all have gym together, " Angela tried to appease her. Alice just grunted.
"Well, we should start moving. See you later Alice." Angela stood up. I just waved as we left with the general crowd.
We silently made our way across campus in the pouring rain, not needing to talk. We left each other to our private meditations.
I was thinking over all that had happened during lunch. Firstly, I had met Angela. She was quiet, but already I felt closer to her than any of my Phoenix friends. I could tell she knew something though. I realised it had to do with Alice's….unpopularity. I'm going to have to ask her about that sometime, but I don't want to hurt Alice when I do so.
Then there was our conversation; Alice was right about Edward, I knew that much. I knew I wouldn't get caught up in his fancies and I hoped Lauren would back down. But I don't know; whenever I meet someone I go on gut instinct and with Edward, I could see he was more than Alice made him out to be. Like he hadn't discovered his potential. But I don't know. It wouldn't be the first time my instincts have been wrong.
We approached the classroom, hanging up our jackets to let them dry off. There were a few people in the room already; the teacher at the front, Jessica at a table with another girl, a boy at the back writing frantically. Someone forgot to do their homework, I accused internally as I walked to the front desk.
The teacher was rather abrupt, but I liked him. He was an 'I don't give bullshit, I don't take bullshit' kind of person. He sent me to sit beside Angela and she was absolutely beaming. It made me laugh.
Just as I settled in my seat and got out my books, I heard footsteps entering the room. I swung around, curious and almost choked on my saliva.
Edward Cullen stood in the doorway; a light seemed to emanate from him, lighting the whole room. I was wrong when I supposed him to be one of the best looking men I had ever seen. He was the best looking man I had ever seen. He was absolutely gorgeous. Now I could see his eyes were green, as bright as emeralds, and he had striking full lips. I turned away before I began to hyperventilate.
I tried desperately to ignore the sound of the approaching thudding of feet.
Ok I'm sorry people! Hahaha I ended it here because it would make this chapter absolutely MASSIVE if I put in their meeting. But never fear! I promise to update soon! Please review!!