When I woke up the next morning, I found out that I was sleeping in someone else's room. The room was small and nicely furnished with a mahogany bedroom set. Before I could marvel over the hand carved pillars that stood at each of the four ends of the bed, Megan came in with a fresh pair of clothes and my book bag in her hand. "What's that?"
"Your stuff," she replied then threw the bag and clothes at me, which I caught, "Now get ready for school. Breakfast's on the table, your car's out front and the keys are in the front pocket of your book bag." She smiled at me then left. But right before she was out of my sight I grabbed her arm.
"Where are you going?"
"School. Which reminds me you have school too so get going and go home before David kills Jacob for hiding your where abouts," she said with a smile then left. It only took me a few seconds to take a shower, put on my clothes, brush my teeth with the toothbrush I also found in my book bag, and eat breakfast. Not wanting to go to school I dragged my feet as I walked to my waiting Envoy. Then forced myself into the driver's seat and began driving to Forks High. When I got there I was just in time for my Geology class, which I shared with Mike. After an hour of class I finally noticed Mike throwing me worried glances. I hope he doesn't know what had happened yesterday because if he does he'll attack me with millions of question that I'm not ready to answer. As soon as the bell ranged I ran out of the class and headed to my Art class.
"I'm so glad I don't have any one in this class that I know," I thought to myself as I took my seat. You know drawing flowers as a class assignment is very calming, especially after the events I've lived through yesterday. Okay it's not that bad, my dad getting married I mean. The only reason I'm acting like a total jerk is because one I just lost my mom to some random dude, and now I'm getting another one that I don't even know. I'm just . . . I just a little touchy ever since the divorce and I need some time for healing. Sigh. Eventually I'll get over it.
"Alright now class," said Mrs. Gardina, the art teacher, "make sure you guys choose someone to do a portrait of and turn it in by the end of this month. So don't dawdle for your time on this project is limited and you won't get a second chance to do it again." As soon as she was finished the bell rang and I headed for my math class. Since I did nothing but day dream, class time went by quickly. And now it's time for lunch and to face my demons.
When I entered the cafeteria I saw my group of friends waiting for me at our usual table. "So are you okay," Mike asked me when I sat down, "I mean from getting hit in the head with the ball and all."
"Peachy," I said with a smile, which ended the conversation. We all sat in silence as we ate lunch until the bell rang. Something must be going on, because they have never been this quiet around me. There was more silence as Angel and I walked along side each other. We didn't even speak when we entered the biology classroom. The gloom in the air between us was bringing me down again. However, my mood was enlightened by the sight of Edward sitting at our table gazing out the window. Get a hold of yourself Joanna. "He's just another guy and all guys are the same," I said to myself then shivered when an unwanted memory surfaced to the top. I bet you're wonder what it is.
Well two years ago I use to date this guy, Luke, but we broke it off after something terrible happened, but this will have to be another topic for another time.
When I finally made it to my seat and sat down, Edward was through gazing out the window and now looking at me. His intense stare made me blush and fidget a little. "Okay," I said now even more flushed, "Stop staring at me like that." He just smiled and continued his staring even when the teacher cleared his throat to get the class's attention. I wish he'd stop and look at something else. Besides I'm not really something to look at. I 'm nothing but a plain black girl with issues that might be mental. Well anyway when the teacher broke us off into groups, I of coarse was grouped with Edward, we were the leftovers, I said, "Stop looking at me. It's starting to feel creepy how you're staring at me and smiling." I hugged myself. He stopped smiling and set his mouth in a thin line but he still stared at me until I looked up at him.
"Joanna, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable," he put both his hands on my shoulders, "I was just happy to see you." Yeah right. The most popular dude in school was JUST happy to see me. I turned my head.
"Let's just do our work." He nodded and began helping me prepare the tubes that the teacher just sat on our desk a minute ago. We worked in silence the entire class period, however, we did allow a few glances at one other. When the bell ringed and I was out the room, Edward caught up with me and grabbed my arm to stop me from walking away. "What?"
"I sorry if I offended you," he said then lowered his eyes. Sigh. I should be the one saying sorry, not him for I was the one who put him in a category that doesn't even fit him. I'm such an idiot.
With no control over my body, I unwillingly moved in for a hug. And surprisingly he hugged me back. The feeling of being embraced in an innocent embrace felt really good. I mean the sound of his breathing, and the motion of his chest rising and lowering was really soothing. "You should go to your next class now," he said now pushing me away at arm's length. Reluctantly I agreed and began walking to the gym, but before I got too far I went back and asked him to be my model for the portrait thing in art. He agreed so, on Friday he's going to be coming to my house to be drawn. Ah damn he's coming to my house. David might still be mad about yesterday. I know I am. However, with a smile I walked to gym and endured it with a smile.