Here's the fourth chapter. Kind of short, and lacks a bit of detail, but enjoy regardless!..
Changes; Chapter 4:
English came soon enough, and beside the passing and small communication in the halls, he was reunited with his twin and his love once again. Bella and Edward shared a small desk in the back, near the window, where Alice sat in front of them—the students that usually sat next to her out of school for months now due to a cancer related disease. Almost immediately Alice began to talk when he and Bella walked into the room, mimicking her Biology teacher as he yelled at her for something stupid.
It was odd, Edward had to admit. His sister rarely ever got in trouble, especially for something as simple as she did. Apparently, Alice had been tardy for class, kept talking during his lesson and texted in the open when she claimed that she was only tardy. He scoffed, not necessarily liking the 12th grade biology teacher as much as the last.
"…So you got detention on Wednesday?" He asked her, jotting down something in his note book that was written on the board. Another reason why he liked this class is that Edward was always fond of writing, and exceeded in it quite well. He also found it easier to talk during these hours.
Alice nodded and twirled a strand of her hair. "Esme and Carlisle aren't going to take it too well. Oh well, I know what I did so he can't really tell me crap."
"He rats people out for everything. Whether they did it or not…" Bella replied with a shrug.
When the T.V near the corner of the room buzzed unexpectedly, half of the dull eyes of the class room averted their gaze too it. Of course, the Principal had another lame announcement to make about vandalism in the bathrooms. Edward found the idiots responsible quite clueless. Why would someone ruin pointless furniture, if there were multiple other places you can vandalize and get props for from your friends? Though of course, he had not done so before.
So instead of paying attention, he continued with his note writing. For some reason, his unfinished composition always squeezed its way into his brain, taking over the other thoughts so it was his only main focus.
But Alice's quiet gasp from upfront caught his attention, and Bella tugging on his arm got him to fully look up and follow their gazes. "What does that mean?!" Alice frantically whispered.
He searched the screen for something, furrowing his brow in mild confusion. Opening his mouth to ask, Edward paused with the scroll at the bottom of the screen appeared in bold, white words, screaming out: "September 25th is almost here…"
The class seemed to notice it as well, but didn't pay as much attention as he did. What could that mean? He thought back to Marco, and wondered how such words brought him to the mysterious bullied boy. Perhaps it was the way he hid the drawings like he was bringing weed or marijuana to class that very moment, and didn't want to share. Edward absently tilted his head, continuing deeper into his thoughts.
Outside, the rain batted against the window screens carefully, the clouds continuously the perpetrators as they drenched the town in their misery tears. The grass was absolutely soaked as usual, mud forming as the dirt particles were clearly exposed. It was a rather normal day.
Still though, Edward had his brain kept one what that could possibly mean…September 25 was in two days, a Wednesday, so nothing in school would clearly happen unless it was on a Friday…So what did that mean?
A student from the front raised his hand, in which the teacher answered. "Yes, Mike?" he asked, pointing his finger to the student. Oh. That Newton kid.
Edward absolutely couldn't stand him, trying to steal Bella and "persuade" her that he was the better man. It made his sneer at the very thought and receive a very odd look from his sister—whom Mike also tried flirting with just last year.
"What was that quick line? What did it mean?" he asked.
Mr. Burtouski thought about this for a moment, checking the calendar hanging on the wall near the white board. He shrugged, "I don't know at the moment, go back to work."
Deciding to end his suspicions as if it was nothing anymore, he went back to whispering to his love and sister and writing his composition. The tune so far was jumpy, but by the line he was currently working on; tapping his pencil eraser on his notebook for more of the affect, the tone became suddenly full of sorrow, slowing down and lowering in pitch.
It must have been the weather.
After the long day of school, Edward walked to his locker with quick long strides, to receive what he needed for tonight's work. He padded quickly only because he didn't want to be at Bella's locker when she had already finished, and keep her waiting like he just stood her up for a date get together.
On his way, he immediately lurched forward when he almost bumped into Marco, who was looking for every possible way for the quickest route out of the way. Edward blinked, and slid to the side to continue his path. But Marcos hasty southern voice was enough to cause him to stop. "What, you're not even going to say hi? Even after helping me?" At this, Edward scoffed behind his back. He turned back at him with a sigh and raised his hand apologetically.
"Sorry, I'm in quite a rush right now." He said sincerely, holding his book near his thigh as he waited for the response. Once again, the mysterious figure looked around with his hands protectively gripping the binder close to his body, as if, if someone touched it the world would suddenly blow up into a million pieces.
"Okay," was his genius reply. Edward turned back around and strode to his locker. Alice was at hers only across the hall, talking to some other girl that he didn't recognize right away. Her ebony hair was curled up into a neat bun, white classes around her opticals. She wore a somewhat casual outfit, with sandals on to top it off. It was no one other than Angela Weber.
He left them be and punched in his combination, hoping that Bella wasn't quite done being that she was always one to look back at her notes before getting what she needed, and looking back once again afterwards to make sure. He admired her for that, her carefulness and thoughtfulness about her school situation.
After grasping his world history book, and Geometry calculator and notebook, he shut his locker door with a low click, turning around to face his sister. She wore a deep scowl and played with her hair. "If you didn't check your phone, Bella had to leave last period. She got…stomach pains if you know what I mean." She giggled quietly, but composed herself. Edward frowned and pulled out his cellular phone, turning it on and checking through his messages. He got none.
"I didn't get one." He said, the frown still cascading on his features. But just then, a message from Ms. Isabella Swan appeared on the small square screen: 'Home early, stomach hurts :('
Sighing, Edward responded before turning back to his sister, who still wore the same expression. The hallways began to clear as more and more students clumped up and out of the doorways, eager to get out of the school as quick as possible to continue on with their more exciting life. "Something wrong?" he asked her on the way to the parking lot.
"Nope, it's just that Marco kid is really weird sometimes…I mean he dropped his binder and when I went to go help him and pick it up, he flipped out and grabbed it before I did. Really awkward, let me tell you that." She explained. It seemed like this Marco was appearing in his mind more than he had hoped for. They stopped at the very doorway near the gymnasium so Alice could read the dance poster, and he figured he might as well if he had nothing else to do but stand there. Although Alice was a quick reader, she seemed to be taking an agonizingly long time.
"Hurry up, your boyfriend is probably waiting." He said impatiently, shaking up his hair with his hand. She waved him off, mumbling something about it's not 3 yet before pointing her finger to the small letters just below the words: WINTER FORMAL. It was written in red and in incredibly sloppy handwriting. But the words nonetheless, shocked him regardless:
September 25th, it's coming…
Okay, so I might not have made it so clear this time either, but the events that happened in this chapter are leading up to something big.
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