Chapter Six

I got behind a short, blond haired boy in the lunch line. When I finally reached the counter, I grabbed a plastic green tray along with everyone else

"I suggest that you don't grab a milk carton," a short girl with curly dark hair said, smirking at me. "The milk is always sour. If you want something drinkable to drink, go to the vending machines."

"Thanks." I say simply, dropping the milk back into the bin.

"Don't mention it. I'm Jessica but call me Jess. First names are so overrated."

"Isabella Marie Xavier," I say, sticking out my hand. "But call me Bella."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Bella Xavier." I put two chicken sandwiches on my tray along with potato wedges and 3 chocolate chip cookies. Did I mention that I love chocolate chip cookies!?

"Do you have somewhere to sit," Jess asked when we got out of the line.

"Yeah, I'm going to go sit at the table by the window with my sister. Do you want to join," I asked, trying to be cordial

"Sure." We made our way to the vending machines. Jess bought a bag of cool ranch Doritos and a Coke. I bought Scar and I three Sprites; two for her and one for me. It was kind of weird. Vampires could not eat food without throwing it back up but they could drink it because they drunk blood? Who knows?

"Hey, Jess and Bella." It was Eric Yorkie, that guy from Mr. Sullivan's class.

"Hey, Stork." Jess greeted.

"Hi, Eric." I said.

"Who is this," a baby-faced, blond haired boy asked with mild curiosity in his pale blue eyes.

"This is Bella, I met her in the lunch line." Jess said, nonchalantly. "She's pretty cool."

"Bella, this is Mike. Mike this is Bella," Eric introduced us. Mike gave me a slight nod of acknowledgement.

"Where are you guys headed," Eric asked.

"We're going to Bella's table, Stork." Jess answered.

"You want to join," I invited politely.

"Sure." I slid into the seat next to Scar. When we approached the table, she was talking animatedly to Angie, Ben, and some chick with stringy honey blond hair that looked horribly bleached. I gave her the two Sprites and watched as she downed the first drink.

"How was Interior Graph and Design?" I said, polishing off both of my chicken sandwiches.

"Boring, Mr. Hall nearly put us to sleep with his tedious lecture about printing process. 'Flexographic process is used for packaging materials while the relief printing process…'" I nodded sympathetically as I snuck food from Scar's tray. She wasn't going to eat anyway.

"How was Writer's Workshop?"

"Ee wash very gut. Met Anzie's cuvin, Ant."

"What?" I swallowed the last bit of potato wedges before repeating, "It was very good. I met Angie's cousin, Anne."

"Oh. Who are they?"

"That's Jess." I pointed to Jessica, who was in a passionate lip-lock with Mike. "That's Mike and you remember Eric from Mr Sullivan's class?"

"Hey, Katie Scarlett." Eric said with a big, cheesy grin that seemed too big for his angular face. "Lauren, where's Tyler?" By now, Eric redirected his attention to the stringy blond girl I noticed earlier.

"Tyler is with Mrs Burke for lunch detention."

"Oh right." I shoved my tray away from me and pulled out my sketchbook. The humans' annoying, cheerful babble was starting to bother me. I was beginning to pull out my sketchbook when Sheppard's Geronimo begin to play loudly.

"Bombs Away! Bombs Away! Bombs Away! Can you f-" I answer the phone quickly and say to Scar, "This is Lucy. I'm going to step outside and take it."

"Okay?" She asks, sensing my growing distress. Worry wrinkles form on Scar's forehead and a small frown graces her lips.

"Yes but I don't know if Luce is. I'll let you know when I find out." I grab my satchel and walk with quick, purposeful strides out into the hallway.

"Hey, Luce."

"Aunty Bella? I don't want to go to school anymore. Can you guys homeschool me," She says in a shaky voice and it sounds like she's been crying.

"Woah, woah. Slow down and take a deep breath. That's it. Tell me what happened."

"Mom and Dad escorted me to class and a-and Bianca asked if Mom and Dad were my real parents. A-and I said y-yes and she called me names."

"What did she call you, sweetie?" I asked through clenched teeth. I was trying to keep under control because I hated when Lucy was upset. Lucy was the sweetest, most gentle creature I knew. She nursed a dying bird back to health.

"A liar and fake. S-she said I don't deserve parents like Mom and Dad. S-she said that I'm extremely ugly and I shouldn't have been a-adopted." She said, sobbing. "S-she pushed me into the bushes and I tore my blouse on a t-thorn."

"Stop crying, Luce. A pretty girl like you shouldn't be crying. Don't listen to that Bianca girl. She's just a jealous, sniveling little ass. She wants to make you feel bad about her not being as smart, beautiful or as talented as you. What twelve year old can play Flight of the Bumblebee on the piano perfectly? What twelve year old can do an Irish reel?" That made her giggle.

"Thanks, Aunty Bella."

"Anything for my favorite niece." She chuckles and says jokingly, "I'm your only niece."

"Don't listen to that bratty asswhipe. She's not worth a headache. Tell you what? If you survive the rest of the day, I'll watch that movie with you."

"The Notebook?"

"Yes. If you want to watch it," I say, weakly. I do not really enjoy romance movies, (excluding The Great Gatsby. That movie was boss.) I preferred adventure, sci-fi, or fantasy. But like I stated earlier, one slow blink of those eyes and a tiny pout and I was a goner. "Scar and I will pick you up after school and we'll get you a sundae." Ever since I could remember sundaes lifted Lucy's spirits anytime she was sad.

"Sounds good." I heard a small sniffle in the background.

"Hey, Lucy-Moosey, don't cry. I'm going to call your mom and dad, okay. Bianca, Bianca-"

"Stanley. Bianca Stanley," Luce finished for me.

"Is going to get in serious trouble."

"Aunty Bella, I have to go. Fourth period is about to start."

"Bye. Love you. I'll see you later."

"Love you too. " I ended the call and shot a quick text to Ari about Lucy's troubles. When she texted back, Nobody messes with my baby. Thx Bells for cheering her up. I'll handle it after work. I 3 u and stay in control. I sent my reply and started back to the cafeteria. I didn't get far; I rammed into something cold and extremely hard. I fell on the floor, landing hard on my butt. Thank God I wore shorts underneath this shirt dress thing. My first thoughts were that I ran into Scar or an open freezer. The second does not make any sense so let's go with the first.

"Ow."

"I'm so sorry. I was not looking where I was going," a familiar deep, velvety voice said. A cold, hard hand gripped my own and pulled me up.

"Thank you but it-" I stopped, my throat suddenly dry. The moment I looked up I was greeted by the yellowish, topaz eyes of a vegetarian vampire. The boy in front of me was extremely handsome. He had messy, tousled hair that was many different shades: copper, blond, dark brown, and bronze. It stuck up around his muscular, angular face. His lithe and muscular body as clad in a dark blue sweater and black jeans. I swallowed and continued on, "was my fault. I am afraid I am really clumsy. "

A confused expression came upon his handsome face. I cocked my head, wondering what was wrong with him. The expression disappeared and was replaced by a dazzling, crooked grin.

"I must be going. The fifth period bell should ring soon." He walks abruptly away and I watch him quizzical expression on my face.

"Weirdo." I mutter and I swear a low chuckle. I look around but there is no one there. Shaking my head, I re-enter the cafeteria.

Author's Note: So Edward and Bella meet. More like run into each other, heh heh. More Edward and Bella interaction next chapter. What did you think of the chapter? Too much drama? Let me know by reviewing.