A/N: Not much drama this chapter, but as we go on, it will get tons more. Just a heads up, next Monday, I'm leaving with my school on vacation. I'll be away for two months unless I can find a computer, but I will continue to write this story, and by the time I return (in August 18th) there will be a lot of updates. Just a heads up in case I don't have the next chapter up by Monday.
This chapter was meant to be longer, but I thought it would have a sort of cliffhanger-y feel if I left it where it was. Because of this, the next chapter is basically almost done. It won't be long until the next update, unless I leave first.
Disclaimer: The characters of Twilight don't belong to me.
I wasn't going to be fine even with my family helping me. I found that out as soon as I walked through the class door. He was there, sitting in the same seat I last saw him in. His scent hit me as hard as it did the other day, but had a hint of fragrance.
'Must have just taken a shower,' I thought wryly. With a huff, I sat down in the back row, as far away from the boy as I could possibly get. Pretty soon, the professor started the lesson.
While I listened to the lesson oh so productively, I found my eyes wandering around the room. I couldn't really tell but, was that boy disappointed? Or was it just my imagination? I stiffened as he picked up a pen he dropped, sending his scent my way.
The lesson was over after an agonizing hour later. I straightened up my things, picked them up and left the room, glad to get away from the scent. I wasn't glad for that long, for I found out the fresh fragrant scent followed me.
"Uh, hey wait up!" The boy addressed. I think it was to me. I turned back. He caught up and held out his hand. I became rigid at the thought of him being so close to me, in more than one way. I mentally scolded myself.
"Yeah?" I muttered, hoping my rudeness would turn him off. I noticed the utensil in the outstretched arm. He became slightly nervous, I could tell from his sped up heartbeat.
How easy it would be to stop it right now. I gulped, not breathing.
"Um… On Friday, you let me borrow your pencil. You rushed out so fast; I didn't get a chance to return it. Here," He held his hand out even further. I was shocked. He only wanted to return a stupid fifty cent pencil? Didn't he know what could happen if he got to close to me? Obviously he didn't.
"Thanks." I realized my mouth was still open and promptly clamped it shut. I quickly snatched the yellow pencil from his grasp. He got a little shocked over how fast I grabbed it. Oops.
I gave him a small smile and turned to walk away again.
"Wait," He said again. The air in my lungs felt awkward. At least I couldn't smell him, for now. I turned back yet again.
"Would, I mean umm…" He was really nervous. His thoughts were really crazy and in rambles, but I managed to get coffee out.
"Would you like to have a cup of coffee with me?" He mustered up some courage, apparently. I was still shell-shocked.
"Uh, what?"
He turned into an adorable light shade of red. "I know it's random and weird, but would you like to go for a cup of coffee?"
I clearly heard Alice in my head telling me it was better to think of them as people and getting to know them helped. I knew my answer.
"Sure." I softly said. I hoped he wouldn't take this as a date.
A smile grew on his face and I couldn't help but think how it suited him. "Oh wait. My name is Adam." He almost smacked his head by habit.
I managed a light smile. "Bella."
A/N: Yeah, he finally has a name. I guess I got it from that whole Adam and Eve and apple thing. Dunno really. I knew his name would be Adam before I even came up with the story. As always, comments/critique appreciated.