AN: Just a little side note. Considering this IS fanfiction it doesn't really have to do anything with the Twilight story line and if I wanted to I could make Bella 300lbs and a hermaphrodite. Just fyi. As promised, I will give you a hint about our antagonist! They are evil and have blonde hair! :] Think long and hard.
Biology is normally my favorite subject, but I just couldn't concentrate. Everything was so different from the reservation school. I missed the normalcy of my life. Well, as normal as it could be. I stared down at the wooden desk. I traced the random graffiti that had been carved into the desk with my finger. Mike beside me was taking notes vehemently. The bill rang shrilly overhead signaling that first period was over with.
I looked down at the beige schedule to see which class I had next.
"Hey, I have Gym next, too. Do you mind if I walk you to class? Just to show you where it is." Mike said beside me flipping his hair out of his eyes.
"Err…sure. Why not?" I replied.
We began walking down the hall, as eyes stared at me. I wish I could say that I was getting used to the staring…but I wasn't."
"So Jacob, why is a guy as gorgeous as you still single?" Mike asked, throwing a wink my way.
Wow. He was straightforward with his gayness. As if the rainbow bracelet he was wearing wasn't enough of an indication.
"Umm…well I'm not really." I answered, feeling my cheeks get warm.
"Oh, so you have a boyfriend?" He asked, a hint of jealously in his voice.
What would your imprint, your soulmate be considered? Boyfriend seemed like such a trivial title to something so important. Yet, I couldn't tell the boy 'Oh, not a boyfriend. Just a soulmate who fate destined that I be with against everyones will.'
"Yeah, something like that. It's kind of complicated right now. It's hard to explain but I do have a boyfriend." I rambled.
Even though neither one of us has asked the other out yet? I guess it's in the fine print…
"Oh, well that's too bad. I might have to steal you away." He joked. Or at least I think he was joking. I hope Mike was only looking for friendship with me. He seemed like a nice guy and I really didn't want to hurt his feelings but my heart already belonged elsewhere.
"And who is this gentleman that has your heart?" someone whispered in my ear.
I whirled around to see Edward standing behind me with a smug look on his face. Mike stood even farther behind looking confused.
"It's okay Michael. I've got it from here." Edward called behind him dismissively.
Before Mike even had a chance to answer Edward was dragging me along to gym.
"Well, that was kind of rude Edward! He was just being nice." I muttered.
"Yeah, he was just being nice. Did you happen to see what he was thinking?" Edward snapped.
Well. Someone was being a bit jealous weren't they?
"Yes, maybe I am." He replied to my thoughts. "Anyway, I have biology this period but I do have pre-calculus and study block with you. So at least we have some classes together."
We approached two giant double doors and by the smell I guessed this was the gym.
"Do me a favor?" he asked as we got closer to the doors. "Don't encourage Michael?"
"I'm not going to lead him on if that's what you mean." I replied.
And in a second, he was gone. Showy vampire powers of course.
I walked in to find that class had already started, though I saw no teacher present. Most of the guys were playing basketball while some of the girls played volleyball or just talked. The door slammed behind me not only making me jump, but drawing at least a dozen eyes my way. Whispers began to flow through the kids.
Ugh, I hate being the new guy.
"Well hey there, pup." Someone said throwing a huge arm over my shoulders. I looked up at the massive figure above me to see Emmett, one of Edward's brothers. Instinct took over as my muscles tightened and a low growl threatened to escape my throat.
"Hey easy now! I just came over here to talk to you. No need to get worked up." He said, hands raised in a surrendering manner.
Blood rushed to my cheeks. Great, I had just growled at Emmett when all he was doing was trying to be nice.
"S-Sorry about that. It's habitual I guess." I murmured out.
Emmett cocked his head and smiled at me.
"Don't sweat it kid. I was wondering when I was going to get to meet you. Edward has been yapping on and on about you at home." Emmett said.
My eyes widened. He had already told his family? I haven't even told Bella, my BEST friend. Again, my cheeks burned as the blood rushed up to my face.
Emmett laughed. "Trust me, it's not bad. In fact, everyone wants to see what has Edward so happy. Between you and me, he hasn't been this happy in decades. No one really has any objections to you…except Rosaline but she doesn't count."
I smiled weakly at him. I wasn't really sure what to say.
"Well, come on and let's play some ball!" He roared as he ran to the court.
I followed behind him and we spent the rest of the period just playing basketball. I tried to show off considering I was faster and more agile than most but Emmett still beat me. By the end of the game he had beat me by 15 points. I figured by the end of the class people wouldn't be staring.
I was wrong. The stares seemed to intensify.
I don't know if I could do this all year.
***
Emmett walked with me out and towards the lunchroom.
"You know, we don't really talk to anyone else. That's why they were staring at you. We don't talk to others outside of ourselves. In fact, we never do." Emmett explained.
Again, people stared with wide eyes as they saw me walking down the hall with Emmett. I wasn't a shy person, but I really hated to be stared at.
We walked into the lunchroom and Emmett swiftly made his way to a table as Bella approached me.
"Were you just walking with Emmett?" she asked, clearly amazed.
"Umm…yeah? We have gym together." I replied.
"Hm…the Cullen's never really talk to anyone. Edward and I became friends because we had a physics project together but I didn't think that they talked to many people." She rambled.
Maybe it's time I told her I imprinted on him?
"Well," she continued. "There are some friends I want you to meet."
She motioned to the kids sitting at the table a few feet away from me.
The group of kids staring at me, I might add.
I wish I could get out of here. The day was only half-over and I would give anything to leave.
