Chapter 3: Odd Behavior

I sat in my usual seat, the blond girl from the cafeteria was seating next to me. Physics is now my most favorite class in my entire schooling years. The class walked in slowly; no doubt that some of them didn't want to be here. However the nerd of the class with his cliché dorky glasses eyed off the blond girl next to me, I noticed that the girl cringed at the sight of the nerd making me smile. A part of me felt bad for him as he looked away disappointed and upset. The bright jock came into the class and sat on the table directly across from mine.

"Class." Mr. Wilkinson said silencing everyone. "We have a new student, Rosalie Hale."

All the guys in the class clapped at Rosalie while the girls rolled their eyes. They envied Rosalie as the attention they used to get from the guys has now been lost and given to the new girl. The teacher turned his back to the class and began to teach us. Well attempt to, I was trying so hard to focus and take board notes that I was about to punch the football player who poked me.

"Mastin." He said handing me a piece of paper. "Give this to the blond girl."

I handed the note over without thinking about reading it. Rosalie touched my hand when she took it, her hands were cold but for some reason an electric shock went through my whole body when she touched my hand. I told tell that she felt the shock and looked at me; she made a scene of scrunching up the note and throwing it perfectly into the bin with little effort. The guy looked hurt and didn't bother with Rose again while the girls started to smile.

Rose turned her attention to me; she touched my hand again only for the both of us being electrically shocked again. She wrote a note for me and handed it to me.

Did you feel that?

Are you the guy who my father fixed the shoulder of?

Yes I am and yes I did feel that. What was it?

Nice to meet you Troy Mastin. Esme my mother told me about your mum and Carlisle told me about you. It's special but I cannot describe it.

Nice to meet you too Rosalie Hale. That's nice of them. Ok, tell me when you can.

Rose smiled and hid the note in her book and began to some work. She did everything normal but I did notice that she had moved her chair as far away from me as she could, her breathing had picked up as if she was telling herself to stay calm.

"I'm sorry you two but I'm opening this window." Mr. Wilkinson said coming forward to our table and opening the window.

The air came rushing our way, Rosalie's knuckles immediately turned whiter than I thought was possible as she had clenched one of her fists so tight, her eyes were shut and she was covering her nose with her other hand. I frowned at her, what the hell was she doing?

"Are you ok?" I asked her.

She looked at me; her golden eyes were now black. She looked at me apologetically and dug into her bag and grabbed out her mobile. Her hands were shaking as she sent a text to some guy called Edward. I managed to read the word help written in capitals as she turned away from me. Before I could think there was a knock on the door.

"I'm sorry to interrupt." A voice said from the door. "But Rosalie has to leave now."

Before Mr. Wilkinson could respond Rosalie was out of her chair and walked towards the boy with bronze hair. He looked at Rosalie to see if she was ok, she nodded at him and looked back at me. Edward did the same thing and seemed to be reading my mind. I frowned at them, did I smell that bad? Edward smirked as if he heard what I thought and whispered something into Rosalie's ear. She looked back at me and shook her head before they left.

The class dragged on after Rosalie left. I finished all my work and received a text message from an unknown number.

Hello Troy Mastin.

It's Dr. Carlisle Cullen, how is your shoulder going? Can you please come by to the hospital after school so I can check up on it?

Dr. C Cullen.

I read the text message over and over again. Why would he want to check up on my shoulder the day after he just fixed it? I sighed and replied to him, saying that I will come by after school. I texted mum too, telling her that I was going for a checkup after school. Deciding to add Carlisle's number to my contacts, I secretly wondered if this was going to be about Rosalie.

The bell went for lunch and I went to the cafeteria, the short girl, the brunette girl and the blond boy were the only Cullen's at school. The bronze boy and Rosalie had left. The short girl smiled at me when I walked in, as did the brunette girl. Why was I getting attention from them? I sat down with my friends and didn't look in their direction at all during lunch. The bell went and I had Spanish with the brunette girl who smiled and sat next to me.

"I'm Bella." She said introducing herself.

"Troy." I said introducing myself to her.

"Nice to meet you Troy." She said. "Have you meet Alice Troy?"

"Yes I have graphics with her." I explained.

Alice sat down next to Bella and smiled at me. "I have two classes with you Troy." She said. "This class is a mixed class I'm guessing." Alice said.

"Yes it is." I explained. "Why am I receiving attention?"

"No reason." Bella said.

They continued to ask me questions throughout the whole listen. When the bell went I almost jumped for joy as I would become free from their questions. I went to my locker, grabbed my bag and went to my car. The convertible was gone and I watched as Bella left in the Volvo and the blond boy and Alice left in the Jeep. I should get spray paint out and write Troy's parking spot where the Jeep just pulled out.

I climbed into the car and drove towards the hospital; waiting in the waiting room Carlisle finally came out and called me in to his office. In the office was the bronze haired boy, I frowned at Carlisle, what happened to patient confidentiality?

"This is my son Edward." Carlisle explained. "You don't mind him being here do you?"

"I guess I have no choice." I said to him.

Carlisle smiled and pulled my arm out of the sling and began to examine it.

"I'm guessing I'm here for more than a check up." I said.

"That you are." Edward said sitting down in front of me. "It's about Rosalie."

"What about her?" I asked.

"She told me to tell you that she didn't mean to offend you." Edward explained. "But she wasn't feeling well."

I nodded at them; they seemed to be observing more than my arm. I remained silent until Carlisle was satisfied with my arm and let me leave. I walked back to my car and went home; mum wasn't home yet so I made myself dinner and went up to my bedroom. Having a shower with my arm hanging out the door wasn't easy but I managed. My bed looked comfortable as I jumped on it and went to sleep. Hopefully tomorrow Rosalie can explain what the hell the electric shocks were for and her odd behavior. Hurry up and come tomorrow.