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I've
gone too far to turn around
It's hard to reach for you
When I'm
lying face down
I can't relieve my soul
I'm lost in a
moment
Lying face down
Drowning (Face Down) – Saving Abel
~*~
Finally she was able to catch Mr. Banners attention, and once she did she explained her story; apparently she had been in the remedial biology class but it had been too easy for her, so her old teacher had gotten her transferred into this class to challenge her a bit more, apparently she had been doing AP courses at her old school but they didn't know if she wanted to be in the same classes here. Stupid teachers.
I was wondering if the karma gods really did hate me. I mean, I got that she had to move into this class because her old class was below her, but why get assigned to the class on my schedule.
It was at this time that I realized that the only available seat in the room was the one beside me. After my earlier decision that I didn't want to meet Bella, I couldn't believe that I would have to sit next to her for the rest of the semester. She would be sitting next to me, breathing and existing in my general vicinity. She would be within reaching distance of my body and I wasn't sure that was a good thing.
I didn't know if I could handle it. I didn't want her near me, showing me her imperfections and the fact that she is just like everyone else. I could feel myself silently hyperventilating in my seat. Maybe if I passed out from lack of oxygen I would be able to skip the rest of this period. But then I would come back tomorrow and she would be here again, still within reaching distance; I just couldn't win.
I was so busy with my own thoughts and feelings that I did not see her approach my table, and because the sound of my breathing was filling my ears I didn't hear her clear her throat to get my attention.
"Um, excuse me. This is the only available seat left in the room, is it ok that I sit here?" Her soft voice asked. Her voice was a lot sweeter in reality, but I guess dreams aren't always true.
I turned my head slowly in her direction glaring at her, before slightly nodding my head and returning my attention to Banners lecture. She must have thought that I was some serial killer from the way I was acting. I was sitting on the edge of my seat, as far away from her as I could get hoping that little bit of space would be enough to save me from her.
I could smell her perfume or deodorant from where I was sitting; that's how close she was. She smelt of strawberries and freesias, it was a beautiful combination of smells but to me it smelt like acid. The smell flooded my sinuses and I could practically taste her in my mouth.
I spent the remainder of the class still on the edge of my seat, watching the clock hoping I could make my escape soon; this day was turning into a nightmare.
Occasionally I could see her looking at me, out of the corner of my eye, and every time I caught her I glared briefly at her before once again focusing my stare at the clock, willing time to go faster.
Once I caught her lifting her hair to smell herself, as if she thought that she smelt really bad and that's why I was being an ass. As she lifted her hair with her fingers she disturbed the air around her, and her powerful scent hit me all over again my making my mouth water and my knees quiver; the dream of her and me together now fresh again in my mind.
She probably thought that I hated her from the way I was acting and I was glad about it. I didn't want to like her. I didn't want to know her. Her very presence in this room was killing me and the idea of her that I had created in my mind.
2 seconds before the bell rang I jumped out of my seat and ran out of the room as fast as I could, leaving a classroom of confused people in my wake.
I didn't know how to make this right. I needed to figure out a way to get her or me out of the class, I couldn't sit next to her every day and feel like that. I wasn't able to focus when she was around.
In my dreams and fantasies she was perfect and I didn't want the reality of her destroying that. I wouldn't let her.
I walked into the office area and walked over towards the secretary's desk so that I was towering above the fragile woman who was sitting there. Hoping that my size would intimidate her, I asked her if it was possible to swap biology classes, explaining I had already covered this curriculum at my old school –which was a flat out lie. Unfortunately she informed me that it was simply not possible as every other class that was run at the same time was full. 5 minutes and 20 seconds later I still had not get any further in my mission, as she kept blocking me. Eventually I just gave up; I thanked the cow for her lack of assistance and promptly left the room.
I decided to skip the rest of the day as I was already late to my last class. I stormed into my car, revved the engine and speedily raced out of the schools parking lot at speeds that were defiantly illegal.
On my way home I turned up the radio to try and drown out the sound of my own thoughts. Instead of thinking about what had occurred in that classroom I focused all my attention on the road ahead and the lyrics that were currently blaring through the speakers of my car.
"Vindicated
I
am selfish, I am wrong
I am right, I swear I'm right
Swear I
knew it all along
And I am
Flawed
But I am cleaning up so
well
I am seeing in me now
The things you swore you saw
yourself"
The
music calmed me and temporarily soothed the thoughts emotions that
were swirling though my body.
When I arrived home I made my way up to my room as quickly as I could, not even saying hello to Esme. My thoughts were taking over my head, rationalizing the reasons for why I was being such an ass in biology today. The only reason I could come up with was the fact that I didn't want to make myself feel.
I didn't want to be vulnerable. In the past I always kept my walls up, so that no one would get to see the real me. But for some reason this girl was getting to me, and we have barely spoke to each other. I thought to myself that it would probably be better if we didn't speak or ever become friends, because if you did talk to each other she would probably let me down, and I'm sure that I wouldn't live up to her expectations either.
I decided then and there that I would continue my resolve in not speaking to her. That in biology I would keep to myself, only interacting with her when I had to. I was unsure of what to do about my other "friends" at school. I guess I would just have to leave it up to them.
For the rest of the week things remained the same. Each night I would dream about being with Bella and each morning I would wake up, tangled in my sheets with my cum sticking all over my chest and the bad sheets. I still woke up mourning the loss of Bella's presence, as much as it pained me to admit.
The sun had not made it presence known again since Monday, because apparently it was a rarity for it to ever come out at all, it was like a girl on prom night. The funniest thing about the change in weather was that Alice's clothing choices stayed relatively the same. All the bright colors she wore were giving me a headache; I was surprised that I have never noticed her walking the halls before, which is shocking since she was like a human traffic cone, attracting attention wherever she went.
Every morning as I got to school Alice would be the first to come over and say "hi" and usually the rest of the group followed. I still spent my lunch times with them in the cafeteria, part of me was sad that I didn't get to see Bella during the day where I was able to look at her without her knowledge, because yes, I was quite the stalker. But the other part was happy that I would still get to see her ever night in my dreams and she was perfect.
A majority of my lunch hour was spent listening to stories and histories of my new "friends." Some of the things that shared with me were funny in their own way. Like the fact that when they were 5 Emmett told his parents that he wanted to marry Jasper and Rosalie's mum; he gave her a ring and everything. I also learned that they paired up when they all started high school. They took one look at the rest of the people in their school and saw how much people in this town had not changed and they just figured that they had known each other for long enough that it was about time for them to realize that they didn't need anyone else, because they loved each other.
Biology was still the same as it was the first day Bella had joined my class, except now I was watching her out of the corner of my eye the whole way through the lesson. I watched her every move; studying her if you will, just like I used to do in the library, except in this setting I could feel her eyes on me too.
While watching her movements, I started to discover that she was almost perfect. Her skin was still very pale, but now there were dark circles underneath her eyes, from lack of sleep. I felt a pang in my heart when I realized that I might be the reason she was having trouble sleeping at night. I felt drawn to her in some way; it was like my body was torn into 2 pieces. One half wanted me to stop being an ass and try my hardest to talk to her no matter how different she is in reality. The bigger part of me told me to keep going the way I was going, to continue to protect myself, to keep her at arm's length so that she couldn't hurt me.
Subconsciously my body was craving her more and more as every night my dreams became more vivid and progressed further in sexy land, making it harder to be around her in school.
I learned that she was pretty smart, and that Pride and Prejudice wasn't the only book she was reading. Sometimes when she came into class and placed her books on the desk I could see the spines of the books she was taking with her everywhere she went.
I learned that she didn't just read the classics; she read books from every genre, from James Joyce's Ulysses to Cassandra Clare's 'Mortal Instrument' series.
Nothing about her ceased to amaze me, and my spank bank was now full of images of her nibbling softly on the end of her pencil. It was almost erotic seeing her do that in the middle of class.
Every time she flicked her hair and disturbed the air around her, I got a fresh dose of her scent causing my jeans to tighten uncomfortably.
I don't think there was one class during that week where I didn't have to adjust myself. I still sped out of the room like my pants were on fire when the lesson ended and the bell rang.
I could see that it was agitating her that I was still not really responding to anything that she said to me. Even when we were to told to do a project together, I kept my sentences to a minimum, saying only "yes" and "no" when required.
My short answers caused her to let out a small huff, before she turned back to the work that was in front of us with a pouty expression on her face.
Each time I saw her make that face I smiled a little on the inside. To me her responses were fascinating. Whenever she walked into the room the first thing she did was look in my direction as if checking to see if I was in class today. I strange expression came across her face each time she saw that I had in fact come to class that day.
I saw her breathing quicken each time she approached the desk, I was unsure if her breathing quickened due to her feelings of nervousness from seeing me but I let my ego inflate anyway.
Friday afternoon is when everything changed. The class started off the same way that it had every other day, with her nervously sitting beside me while I stared anxiously at the clock while pretending I was unaware of her presence, when Banner informed the class that we would be doing a lab assignment with our desk partners. The whole groaned in protest as he began giving out bacteria slides and informing us that we were to arrange the slides into the phases of mitosis. Banner told us that we would need to communicate with our partners as this was a "team building" exercise.
Being the respectful gentleman that I am I pushed the microscope in her direction wordlessly signaling for her to go first. She barely took one look at the slide before she hesitantly pushed it back in my direction while whispering "Prophase."
I wasn't sure that I should believe her because she had made the diagnosis pretty quickly from the small glance she made into the microscope. I quickly pulled the microscope to me and re-checked her diagnosis; it took 2 seconds for me to focus the lens before I realized that she was correct.
"Prophase," I muttered, before writing the data down on the worksheet we had been given.
She took one look at what I had written and she rolled her eyes at me. "I got it right the first time you know. I do know what I was doing," she said softly with a hint of annoyance in her voice.
"I was just checking, Bella," I replied, and smiled smugly to myself when I heard her breath catch at the sound of her name coming from my lips.
"H- How do you know my name?" she asked curiously.
"Everyone knows your name. You're the chief's daughter; did you really expect that people would not know who you are?" I asked; feeling annoyed that I had to explain my knowledge of her name to her.
Her face flushed a beautiful pink color in embarrassment before she whispered "Um, no... I guess not," in response.
For the rest of the experiment I basically ignored her, refusing to make eye contact or even talk to her, all I did was push the microscope in her direction when I was finished with it, and write down her answers as she said them out loud.
Each time I ignored her, I saw her hands clench in anger. Clearly I was getting on her nerves. Good, because maybe then she will just give up trying to have a conversation with me.
We were the first group to finish the assignment, and I watched with victory as I saw how far behind the others were. After spending a few moments enjoying my success I again focused my attention on the clock, blocking out all sounds that were going on around me. All I could smell was her scent that was still flooding my senses.
When the bell rang, I tried to get up and leave the class room as quickly as I did everyone other day, but this time was different. This time, Bella followed me out of the class room running to catch up to me in the hall way.
With surprising force she grabbed my arm and dragged me into a deserted hallway. Her hair was slightly messy, and her breathing was labored either from running to catch up with me or because of nerves, I wasn't sure.
Her face was flushed read in anger and she glared into my eyes. Before raising herself onto her toes to try and extend her height so that I wasn't cowering above her as much as I currently was. The top of her head was level with my chin so she had to raise her neck up even further to make eye contact with me.
She let go of my arm, and leaned against the lockers behind her, while still glaring at me.
"What the hell is your problem? Do I smell? Am I offending you in some way? We are lab partners and you are treating me as if I'm a disease we should be studying. You're acting like I poked you in the eye with my pencil, so please... tell me what the hell I'm doing wrong!" She asked me furiously.
And the truth was that I couldn't tell her. I wasn't going to tell her the reasons why I had been being an ass hole to her.
Her face was still flushed, and everything around me slowed. All there was, was were her me. I could hear her ragged breathing and all I could think of was the fact that she had looked almost the same last night as she did now, the only difference being today she was angry, last night she was extremely happy. I kept shifting my gaze from her angry eyes to her lush pink lips.
I couldn't help myself; it was all I could think about. So I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers. At first she didn't respond, her body was stiff in shock so for a few moments I was alone in my task. All of a sudden her hands made their way into my hair and she was kissing me back.
I pushed her backwards so that my entire body was pressed against hers creating a delicious tingling sensation to take over my body. The tingly sensation that I felt when I touched her in my dreams was multiplied by 100 in reality. I was only thinking with one part of my anatomy and trust me, it wasn't thinking rationally.
Her body was so soft against my own, and I could feel the cool texture of the lockers behind her when I raised my hands to cup her cheek.
"Mmm, Edward," she moaned as she broke away to breathe. That's when I realized what I was doing and how stupid I was being; how could I let this happen?
"Edward?" she asked, confused. Her breathing was still heavy and her chest was brushing against mine with each breath she took.
Oh God, what have I done? I asked myself, and the only answer that I came up with was I was a teenage boy and my hormones took control of my body and its reactions.
I opened my eyes to see her staring at me with a confused expression on her face. I could see that she was about to say something, and I couldn't let her. I wanted the moment to stay perfect, and not be ruined by words and my insecurities of letting her in.
"Please, don't ruin this for me." I begged her, before I took off down the empty hallway, leaving her still standing against the lockers.
What the hell am I doing??
~*~
I think I'm
drowning
Can someone lend a hand?
Can someone save me?
Cause
I don't think I can
I've gone too far
to turn around
It's hard to reach for you
When I'm lying face
down
I can't relieve my soul
I'm lost in a moment
Lying face
down
Authors Note: Please don't hate me for making them kiss this early. All will be explained I promise. Trust me, this is planned. I know what I am doing. Also, I am thinking of doing the next chapter in Bella's POV, would that be ok??
Also, I have been thinking that maybe you guys would like it if I gave you a sneak peek of the next chapter if you review. Do you like that idea??
Love,
AnUnbrokenHorse aka RushtonElf
xx
