I don't own Twilight.

The rest of my day was spent avoiding the Cullens. If I saw one of them in the hallway, I'd go in another direction. If I had class with one of them, I'd sit as far away from them as possible and focus all of my attention on the teacher. At lunch I decided to catch up on my reading and went to the library instead of the cafeteria. It wasn't until Biology that I noticed the 'surprises' that Rosalie had mentioned earlier in the day.

I walked into the classroom with Mike hot on my tail. He noticed that I started to avoid the Cullens and though that I was over Edward since I wasn't seeing him publically. So, naturally, he was trying to ask me out.

"It's a supposed to be a great movie, Bella. What do you say? Just me and you?" He looked at me with hopeful eyes. I sighed again.

"Mike, for the eighth time, no I can't go out with you. I've got something planned. I'm sorry."

I rushed to the Biology table before he could give me his usual puppy dog pout.

It was then that I discovered a note that was placed on my side of the table. It had my name on it and it was written in his elegant hand writing.

Before I knew what I was doing, I ripped it open and started to read.

If I could hold you in my arms again, I would.

Do I need to leave you alone?

I should.

But the call of your voice,

Befuddles my choice

And makes me stay.

I felt a gust of wind beside me. I didn't have to feel those golden eyes boring into me to know that it was him watching me.

I just want to hop out of my seat and kiss him for all that I'm worth. I want to forgive him so badly, but I can't.

Instead I play off like I don't care by shoving the poem in my bag, probably wrinkling it.

I look out of the corner of my eye and see his face fall. It tears at me that I did this to him, but I can't do this. I just hope that he'll give up already.

I felt him staring at me the whole period and it was unnerving. If he keeps this up I'm eventually going to die from all of the blood in my body rushing up to my face. (A/N: I know that probably can't happen, but hey! It's my story. And in my story you can die from that!)

That damn bell is so slow!

I need to get out of here, now. I look at the clock and I still have another hour and a half before the bell rings.

I raise my hand.

"Yes, Bella," Mr. Banner looks at me curiously.

"I'm not feeling so well. Can I go home?"

"Don't you go to the nurse first?" (A/N: haha! That rhymes! Ok. Shutting up now!)

"I don't think so. I just want to lie down. Please?"

He nods.

"Okay. Make sure you catch up on your homework."

"Yes sir," I say and then I run out of the classroom.

As soon as I'm in the parking lot, I jump in my truck and speed away.

I know I'm probably a coward for running away, but I can't help it. I can't be in the same room with him without breaking.

What am I going to do for the remainder of the year?

Avoid them, I guess.

I need to talk about this with someone. Obviously, I can't talk about this with Charlie. I can't talk to Renee either. They could get hurt if they knew the whole truth.

There is one person who I can talk to, though. Actually, I could talk to a whole lot of people about my situation.

I quickly stopped in the middle of the road, put the truck in reverse, and headed to La Push beach.