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Chapter 9

I'd no sooner entered the parking lot than everyone's eyes turned to me. The only person in this school who had a black Lexus ES 350. And worse, the huge group, jocks and cheerleaders, standing by the shiny Volvo.

I cursed silently, thankful that the car windows were dark enough with coating that they couldn't see me very well. Yet.

Edward Cullen had told them.

I sighed. I wasn't very surprised. I had been expecting it actually. I had been thinking about it all weekend long. I had been so terrified to get out of the house this morning. Still, it wasn't surprising. But the whole school was there. Even the freshman. And the parking lot was totally filled with students, all watching me.

I groaned. I peeked at the group near the Volvo. No doubt he had told Jessica Stanley who had told everyone. The babbler.

Edward Cullen was staring at me. Very intently that it made me feel self-conscious.

I carefully parked away from his stupid Volvo and took a deep breath before I stepped out of my safety zone.

The first thing that came to my mind was this: This was a really stupid idea!

Because the students all surrounded me, staring at me in shock. Yup, Edward Cullen had told them. Told them the unexpected side of me.

They slowly moved out of the way, parting, without looking away from me. I glanced at them warily, cautiously. The crowd moved out of the way to reveal Edward Cullen and his group, mixed with jocks and cheerleaders.

Edward Cullen looked annoyed about something. And it didn't seem like he was angry with me for being so rude yesterday. He looked determined though.

I glared at him.

Tanya was clutching at Edward's arm, and though he looked reluctant, he didn't do anything about it. I guess he knew that she would do it again. She glared at me scathingly.

"So," she sneered. "The freak's got some talent, is that what you're talking about, Edward?"

Edward shot her a look. "Stop calling Bella a freak."

"She is a freak, though," Tanya said smoothly, tracing a finger down his arm. "And mute."

"Shut up," Edward snapped. "And let go." He jerked his arm away so harshly that Tanya actually stepped back in alarm.

"But Edward…" she pouted.

He ignored her and turned back to me.

"I'm sorry for doing this," he said apologetically, gesturing towards the students. "I had no choice. It was the only way you would listen to me. But technically it wasn't me."

I narrowed my eyes.

"It was me," Emmett chirped, joining us and clapping Edward on the shoulder. "It was nothing, don't thank me, Edward. I'd do anything for my younger bro."

Edward rolled his eyes. "I didn't think I told you to get carried away. I told you to tell only the juniors and seniors."

"Aw, you're welcome. But the rumor would've spread anyway. Jessica did a wonderful job after all." Emmett winked at Jessica Stanley who blushed and winked back.

My breath came out in a huff.

Edward turned to look at me, looking sincerely apologetic.

"Look, I have to talk to you-" Edward began.

I pushed past all of them before he could finish and walked away towards the building. Edward ran after me and grabbed me by the elbow, leaving his friends by my car.

"Bella," Edward pleaded. "Please listen. About yesterday, I-"

I jerked my arm away.

"Don't follow me," I warned quietly. Somehow, the soft tone sounded even more dangerous.

Edward hesitated. Using the opportunity, I quickly walked away towards my first period class, angry and humiliated.


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