I hear voices by Revelation Theory

Bella POV

"Look they are in our class."

"I was hoping to get to talk to them."

"Damn she is so hot!"

"Watch I will have a date with him before the week is out."

Edward wrapped his arm around me protectively, while Emmett did the same with Rose. I immediately flexed my shield so that he would not have to hear all the thoughts that were pouring in around him, hopefully I would be able to drop it once the lecture started and he would not be bombarded with as many mental assaults as students should be distracted. When we took our seats, I noticed several of the students watching us. One of the guys turned around in his seat, "Hi. I'm Anthony, but all of my friends call me TJ. You are…?"

I dropped my shield so that Edward could hear what he was thinking. Then responded to his question, it seemed harmless enough. "I'm Bella and this is my boyfriend Edward, my brother Emmett and his girlfriend Rosalie. We just moved here a few weeks ago."

I could see the confusion in his eyes as he said, "It's nice to meet you." I was hoping he would turn around but instead he asked, "Where are you from?" thankfully before I could answer the teacher called the class to order.

"I guess we should all start by introducing ourselves. Let's start with you." She pointed to a girl on the front row. One by one we each stood up and introduced ourselves to the class, making sure to tell our names, where we were from, and something that we enjoyed doing. Emmett was the first of my family to speak.

"I'm Emmett Wolfe and I was adopted, nine years ago, along with my brother and sister, by Esme and Carlisle Fagan. We just moved here from Alaska. We all enjoy backpacking and hiking, although my favorite is hunting." Edward, Rose and I all had to stifle giggles and the double meaning in his words.

Rose was next, "My name is Rosalie Anderson and I have a twin brother. And like Emm already told you, we just moved from Alaska. Although hiking is fun I prefer to tinker with cars, especially my baby."

"Bella Wolfe, and I just enjoy spending time with my family, and reading classics, oh, and taking island vacations." My family, understanding my introduction, much more than the rest of the class, was trying unsuccessfully to hold back laughter. Edward was able to compose himself after only 8 seconds before he had to introduce himself, although Emm and Rose were still snickering to themselves.

"I'm Edward Thompson. I have two sisters, I enjoy playing the piano, and spending time with my girlfriend," Edward answered with an almost possessive tone as he rested his hand on my shoulder, I'm sure in response to what he was hearing in the heads of the children around us.

"My name is Mrs. Harris and I am the math teacher for the entire school. I have taught math for 13 years. I moved here 8 years ago from Georgia. I love to solve Sudoku and Crossword puzzles, or any puzzles for that matter." I had the feeling that this class was going to be very boring. Wait, on second thought, Emmett, and Edward were in the class so I'm sure it won't be all that bad. "When I call your name please come forward and pick up a text book..."

"Props, don't you love them," Rosalie snickered.

"…responsible for them and will need them the entire year…Rachel," a girl in the third row stood up to go get her book. "Trevor,"

"He reminds me of Eric Yorkie," Emmett joked.

"Well you might be surprised how much," Edward added, obviously using his sixth sense.

"Ahhh, another Dungeons and Dragons addict. Maybe he's got the hots for you too Bella," Rose chimed in, I groaned at the thought, puppy's were not my idea of cute.

When we all had our books, Mrs. Harris requested that we all spend some time looking through them before we would all go over what would be required by this class, and the syllabus.

I nudged Rose, "Have you noticed that girl over there?"

"You mean the one who can't quit eye fucking Emmett, and is about to get the shit beat out of her."

"That's the one."

"Yeah, what of her?"

"Well I was thinking…maybe you should give her an eyeful of what is yours."

"What did you have in mind?"

Smiling at Rose I responded, "Well just think of what you could do if we weren't stuck in purgatory…"

"Hmmm….little sister, I like how your mind works, devious and cleaver! Emmett most certainly has rubbed off on you," she said with a slight giggle. And with that Rose turned toward Emmett and with a seductive look upon her face reached over towards him, sliding her hand from his waist down his thigh and then centered it. With her other hand, she innocently stuck one finger on the side of her face, staring down the now annoyed girl.

When Rose had accomplished her mission, Emmett turned towards Rose, and whispered, "You will make good on that!"

"I had to let her know that you are mine," Rose informed him. "But you know I will follow through, I always follow through…"

"All you did was start a war," Edward interrupted, softly chuckling under his breath.

"That I will win." Rose smiled matter-of-factly, glaring at the girl. Then turned back to us, "So what does Alice see happening this year?"

Knowing exactly what she meant Edward just shook his head-not giving any insight to her question. I could see the look of both expectation and humor. I'm sure that at least one of my siblings would do something today. And it would only increase as the year progressed. 'Should I be prepared for anything?' I thought while lifting my shield. Edward just smiled at me, which meant a definite yes. At least this year wouldn't be too boring after all.

"Alright class so we will start going over the first chapter…"

Since I had already taken nearly every math class imaginable, this was sure to be boring. I wonder what is going on in the other classes at this moment. I'm sure Edward knows, oh how I wish I had a more useful power.

Just then Emmett raised his hand "Will this be on the test?"

"No but you will need to know…" but by this time Emmett was ripping the pages out of his book, nearly shredding them to pieces.

Oh no…it's already begun, what is he doing. The entire class was somewhere between shock at the fact that he would actually destroy school property and laughter at both the mess he was making and also the priceless, dumbfounded look upon the teachers face. Continuing to watch as Emmett literally shredded the pieces throwing them into the air, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Waahoo, not on the test!" Emmett was ecstatically proclaiming while tossing the now confetti size paper shreds in the air. As they he continued to pick them up and throw them back into the air. By this time the entire class was either in hysterical laughter or trying to hide the fact that they were laughing as to not be in trouble with the teacher.

"Enough! Enough! That is enough Mr…" she was searching through her stack of papers to find his name "Wolfe," as she looked back up still trying to make him stop "Emmett!" no response "Emmett Wolfe!" she yelled nearly flabbergasted to the point of falling to her knees in dismay.

"Yes, Mrs. Harris," he said innocently.

"What do you think you are doing to your book?!"

"Well since it's not going to be on the test I thought I would celebrate."

"And you think that tearing up a perfectly good text book is the way to do that?"

"Actually I think that are several better ways, let's see there is taking a drive in my Acadia or Rose's M3 at full speed, having my way with Rose in one of our cars or maybe in the forest, oh speaking of forests, hunting…"

"Emmett, Emmett, Emmett," her eyes were wide with shock and the boys in the room started snickering at his bluntness. Quickly their attention turned to Rose and started eyeing her up and down thinking of having their ways with her. Edward groaned as their thoughts bombarded him.

"Why waste room in my book of things I don't need to know?" Emmett muttered loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Shit, I wish I could hit me a piece of that," a boy with dark hair from the far side of the room whispered to the guy sitting next to him.

Emmett's eyes quickly shot to him and glared him down. Rose and I forced ourselves to stifle our laughter, the guy looked like he was going to wet himself right there in front of the entire class. Emmett's pause and silence was enough to encourage Mrs. Harris to start class again.

While the teacher continued on with her so called lecture I knew that the book charade was not the end of Emmett and his act, yes horny boy stopped this one menacing act, but Emmett was far too board to let it be the end of his angst filled rebellion.

"Ahhh darn, my pencil broke," Emmett whined. "Do you have a pencil I can borrow?" he first asked Edward, then turned to me not waiting for a reply, "Do you have a pencil I can borrow?" Then turned his questioning to Rose, "Do you have a pencil I can borrow?"

Mrs. Harris immediately stopped class once again and pointedly questioned, "Emmett is there a problem? You shouldn't be talking…"

"I can't help it. All I need is a pencil because mine broke but no one has one that I can borrow. Do you have a pencil I can borrow?" Emmett whined.

"Is there anyone who can lend Mr. Wolfe a pencil?" Mrs. Harris asked the class frustrated throwing her hands down in disgust.

Of course it would be that girl, who would have one. "Well thank you ma'am," Emmett said in one of those cowboyish tones, and winked at her all the while playing with her. She giggled before retreating back to her desk, I raised my eyebrow speculating whether or not he was just playing with the class, trying to get some sort of a rise and raise ammunition for Rose in future endeavors.

"Now if we can please get back to our discussion."

Emmett immediately started drawing on his paper. When I finally realized what he was drawing it was too late. He had drawn a human face and was now talking to it. "Well I know it has been a long time…yes I have missed you too…no I'm in class right now…I'm sure they would like to…"

"Mr. Wolfe," the teacher demanded sternly….

Emmett jumped up and crawled underneath his desk with what I thought was a good impersonation of a terrified facial expression.

"Why are you talking again and why are you under there?"

Emmett started to fake cry, "You're…so…scary!" he managed to stifle out between gasps of fake sobs.

"Why do you think that I am scary?"

"Because you keep yelling at me!" Emmett pretended to sob into his hands, forcing himself to rock back and forth.

"Did you ever think that maybe you keep interrupting me?"

"Mrs. Harris, I'm sorry, please, don't hate me, I'll try to be better, honestly I will. It's just hard coming to a new school and have every one stare at you, it's hard trying to make new friends when all the guys around you want your girlfriend, and all you can think of is that she's going to leave you because you're not enough of a man for her."

Rose and I looked down trying to hide our smiles at his rant while Edward just covered his mouth and shook his head. This was definitely not the avenue I thought Emmett would be taking with this prank.

Edward stood up, grabbed Emmett's arm and forced him up then pushed him lightly back into his seat, making sure not to break anything. "Emmett get your turrets under control, man up and shut the hell up now will you?" Edward scolded with a smile that was designed only for us to see. After Emmett whipped the shit eating grin off of his face Edward returned to his seat.

"Now that that's all settled…can we please continue?"

"She's somewhere between frustrated, annoyed, and amused. She has never had a student act like you and she is not sure what to do," Edward answered Emm's unspoken question. Emmett just smiled wickedly at us as he had apparently come up with another idea.

Only moments later Emmett was at it again. This time playing rock, paper, scissors with himself. After 4 rounds he starts saying "You're cheating…I don't care what you think, I saw you, I know you cheated." If I didn't know any better Emmett was claiming that one hand was cheating.

"Alright Emmett, what is it this time?"

"I'm not talking to you, you're mean." And he quickly stuck out his tongue, continuing on with his rock, paper, scissor game. All the while the class was quietly giggling to themselves. Quickly I decided that this year was going to be different, this year the Cullens weren't going to try to fly under the radar; we weren't going to try to go unnoticed. This move was going to be different, this year we were going to have fun and be spontaneous. This might possibly end up being our shortest stay ever if we kept it up, but at least we would be having fun in purgatory instead of wishing for sudden and less painful death. Maybe the reason we had to move before is going to be a blessing rather than a curse. We would just have to be more careful about the names we choose. Luckily our family is large enough that we have several to use without having to make up random ones, although that would be fun.