HEY! So here is chapter 4. I'm in a great mood cause I just got my grade back from the college class I took last semester and I got an A- (I'm only 15) Anyway here is chapter 4 I hope u like it. I should finish chapter 5 sometime this weekend and should have it up on Monday. So on with the story!
Edward POV
We were already late getting back to Derek's school, but he couldn't find his inhaler so we were searching for it.
"I'm sorry Derek but we have 2 go before we get any later."
"But dad what if I have Asthma attack? You know as a doctor I think you would understand how important it is."
"Derek I know it is important but you haven't had an attack in 6 months (I don't know how often people have attacks so I'm just putting a number) I don't think suddenly you will today."
"But did you hear how high the pollen count is today? I could have an attack any second."
"Derek it is the same as it was yesterday and did you have an attack? No you didn't. So let's go."
I grabbed my keys and started heading to the car. As soon as I got in to the car I saw Derek's inhaler on the seat.
"Did you leave it here on purpose so we would be late?"
With a guilty look he said "No?"
"You know what? You're already in trouble for the whole fighting thing and this doesn't help at all. Get in the car now."
I hated getting stern with him but sometimes I just had to.
When we arrived at school, there were only a couple of cars left. They were probably the teacher's. The school building was big. It had around 20 classes fit in one building. Derek's school reminded me like one of those schools you see in movies. The walls were painted with different pictures: from one with a picture of trees to one with a picture of a school. The lockers were on each side of the hallway and the water fountain in the corner. There was a sitting bench in front of a few classes.
"Here it is." Derek said from in front of me. He opened a red door and told me to go in. Derek's class only had seventeen fourth graders including him.
"Sorry we're late." Derek said. "I couldn't find my inhaler." He took his inhaler out of his pocket for proof.
"It's alright, Derek. Take a seat at the back. Now, where's your father?" Miss Karen asked.
"Right here." I said. A woman who I assumed was Noah's mother turned around in her seat and nearly fell off of the chair she was sitting in.
"Miss Karen, Mrs. Swan, I apologize for my tardiness." I nodded once head once towards them.
"Its fine, Mister Cullen. Now if you would please sit down so that we could discuss your children' behavior." She motioned her hand to a chair next to me. I nodded my head again and took the seat next to Noah's Mother.
"As you both know, I called you hear to discuss about how Derek and Noah have not been getting along with each other." She stared at the boys sitting a few desks behind us. "You see, when Derek first came into the class, they were acting perfectly normal with each other. They introduced themselves to each other and got along but after a week, they started to fight." She sighed, her eyes scanning mine and Mrs. Swan.
"And violence is never a part of the class. My class, in particular. After their second fight, other children in their class started to follow their lead. They thought that starting or picking a fight was alright and they wouldn't get into any sort of trouble." She entwined her fingers and leaned in closer to the desk as if she was about to whisper a secret.
"But the weird thing is, is that after one of their fights, they'd still talk to each other and tells each other answers to their pop quiz when I'm not looking." She smiled warmly at us. In less than a second, her smile faded and her eyes narrowed. She stood up and rushed over to the back of the class.
"That's it. Enough." She ordered. I turned around almost to find Derek's fist connecting with Noah's face. Mrs. Swan and I stood up and hurried over to hold our sons' away from each other.
"What were you doing, Derek?" I all but shouted. But did that stop my son from trying to punch Noah in the face? No. Noah was doing the same thing, really. I kept a good grip on Derek.
"Mom, let me go!" Noah ordered her. That only made her grip tighter. "Ow! Mom! You're hurting me!"
"Let me at him. Let me at him." Derek struggled to get free.
"Control yourself, Derek." I said through gritted teeth.
"Fine." Derek shouted at me. He stopped straining against my hold and kept still. Soon after, Noah followed his lead. Even though they stopped, their eyes never left each other. Their glares kept going.
"See what I mean?" Miss Karen said from behind us.
"Noah, I am very disappointed in you." Mrs. Swan stared at her son in the eyes. He gulped and looked down to his feet. "I am so sorry, Miss Karen. I swear, Noah will never have a repeat of that ever again. Right, Noah?" She nudged him in the stomach. He sighed and looked up at her.
"Do I have to?" He whispered.
"Yes!" She exclaimed. He sighed again and looked at Miss Karen in the eyes.
"I'm sorry; Miss Karen, Derek and I promise not to do that again." He finished with yet another sigh. Miss Karen replied with a soft smile and a simple head gesture.
"Good to know." I muttered under my breath. She turned to me with an exasperated look.
"My son just apologized; I think your son should to." She had her hands on her hips.
"I'm sorry; Miss Karen. You too, No—" Derek apologized before I clamped his mouth with my hand.
"Don't, Derek. It's pretty clear you didn't start the whole fight." I rolled my eyes as Derek looked up at me.
"Excuse me? Are you blaming the whole fight on my son?" She glared at me in the eyes. Wow. Her eyes are a chocolate brown. They looked so pretty—What am I doing?
"Yes, I am." I said, straight forward.
"What the? It was your son who almost punched Noah in the face!" She shrieked at the top of my lungs. I winced from the tone, along with Derek, Noah and Miss Karen.
"Yes, that is true but I'm pretty sure Derek didn't start the whole fight. It's something called self defense." I said calmly.
"I'm sure I've heard of this thing you call self defense. Couldn't your s—" She said, before I interrupted her.
"Derek was raised as a gentleman. He would never hit someone unless he had too." I stated.
"Excuse me but Noah was also raised as a gentleman!"
"Psh. I'm sure he is." I scoffed and rolled my eyes at her before crossing my arms on my chest.
"Why you little!" She charged at me with her hands before herself to strangle him.
"You just proved my point!" I shouted with alarmed eyes before her hands connected with my neck.
"This is so funny." Derek laughed as he hopped onto the desk Noah was sitting on.
"I know! My mom is never like this!" He smiled widely.
"My dad too!" Derek smiled back at him.
"Alright! Alright! That is enough! Cut if off!" Miss Karen yelled as she put both of her hands in between me–who was coughing while clutching to his throat—and Mrs. Swan.
When Miss Karen finally got us both to cool down, the boys were pouting and slumping back onto their chairs, muttering about how the show was done while I was sending Mrs. Swan a death glare as I gulped down the glass of water Miss Karen passed me. That is seriously crazy. I completely understand why Derek doesn't like Noah
"Now I know why Noah and Derek are fighting, they're simply reflecting their parents' behavior." Miss Karen slammed her ruler down onto her desk, making Mrs. Swan and I jump in our seats.
"I swear to God, I did not start the whole thing." Mrs. Swan told her. "He started it!" She raised her voice and pointed her index finger to me who was sitting next to her.
"Me? I didn't do it! You were the one who strangled me!" I yelled. I could practically hear the boys laughing at the back.
"It's something called self defense!" She yelled back. I opened my mouth to reply but closed it again once what she said registered in my mind. She smirked.
"Enough is enough! That is it, you two! Detention for both of you!" She shouted at the both of us. My jaw fell, so did Mrs. Swan's.
"What? You can't do that!" She stood up in defense.
"Yeah! I have things to do!" I repeated her actions.
"I can and I will. You both will sit here till three o'clock without making any noise." She said sternly. "If I find any of you sneaking out of this class, I will drag you back myself." I bet the boys were getting a kick out of this.
"Yeah, right." I rolled his eyes.
"I. Am. Not. Joking." Miss Karen said through gritted teeth as she stared at me, who shrugged my shoulders. I turned back and mouthed Derek for help. He nodded his head and I sighed in relief.
"C'mon, Derek. I still have my lunch money with me. Let's go see if the cafeteria is still open." He opened the door and waited for Derek to reply.
"I still have mine too!" Derek ran to the door. "Race you there!"
"That's not fair! Bye, mom. See you later!" He exclaimed, closing the door shut.
"Thanks a lot, Noah." She shook her head.
"You may make yourself comfortable in the class and I expect for you to without making any noises. I will be at the teachers' lounge. I'll check up on you every hour till three." She said before she closed the door and left the two of us behind.
After a few minutes of an awkward silence, I sighed and scooted my chair to the back. "This is ridiculous. I'm going home." I stood up and walked to the back of the class to retrieve my coat.
"I wouldn't leave the class if I were you." She said in a sing-song voice. I rolled my eyes, yet again and opened the door.
"And fortunately for me, you're not." I stated before barging out of the class with a smirk.
Jerk, I thought in my head. That girl has an ego the size of this school. It was way too big for comfort. I wonder what's got her knickers in a twist? I was thinking of what kind of underwear she wears when I felt a tug on my ear.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" I yelped in pain. I was currently in pain as Miss Karen dragged me back into the class by pulling on my ear.
"Now stay here!" She shouted before the door was shut and the click of a lock was heard.
"Ow." I pouted, sitting down on a children's chair.
"I told you so." She smirked.
"Shut up, Swan." I raised my voice.
Well I was stuck here with most beautiful girl in the world. Wow! Did I just think that?
Aw hell.
Hope you liked it and I should have chapter 5 up Monday sometime.