I've got a way of making everything a confrontation
And you've got a way of bringing out the worst in me
Bella's POV:
I was sitting next to Jacob in Biology, when the modern Hitler walked through the door.
Miss Hunt.
She walked in with her old glasses perched on the bridge of her nose and her wavy, frizzy silver hair in a military style bun with two black chopsticks through it. She took off her ratchet green raincoat with yellow stripes, revealing a cream sweater that was frayed at the cuffs, a long denim skirt, and worn-out black flats.
Jacob squeezed my hand and flashed his bright white teeth at me.
Miss Hunt took out her clipboard, licked her pencil and looked up with her hazel eyes bugging out.
"I will take attendance, and the give you your assigned seats." She said casually, ignoring the groans from her students.
"Jacob Black?"
Jacob raised his huge arm and jerking his chin in Miss Hunt's direction. Her hazel eyes peaked up and acknowledged him, and continued.
"Mary Brandon?"
Alice was filing her nails, but stopped as soon as she heard her name.
"Here," she practically sang. "But I prefer Alice, if you don't mind." She flashed a dazzling smile a Miss Hunt who didn't even bother looking up.
"Very well," she mumbled to herself before reading the next name.
"Edward Cullen?"
I scanned the room quickly, not remembering seeing him when I came in.
"Here," a low and raspy voice said from the doorway, and everyone turned their heads towards the enterence of the classroom in the back of the room, and Edward Cullen was walking in late and reaking of cigarettes. He took a seat next to Alice Brandon.
"Let's try to be on time, Mr. Cullen. Or next time you'll be serving detention." Miss Hunt said curtly and continued with her attendance.
I felt a small poke at my elbow. Jacob wrote something in his notebook.
Why are you staring at Cullen?
He wrote in his kid-like, messy handwriting. I looked at him; his brown, almond-shaped eyes were narrowed and dark, full of jealousy and intensity. I bit my lip before dabbling down a response.
I'm not staring, Jake. Stop being so paranoid.
I rolled my eyes and felt a harder poke a few seconds later.
Sorry baby. I mean, I know you're my girl and all ;) but I just can't risk it; you're too sexy
I giggled softly and felt my cheeks get hot. Jacob smiled and rested his hand on my knee, scooting his stool closer to mine.
"Isabella Swan?"
I heard an impatient tone say, with Miss Hunt giving me the stink eye from behind her glasses.
"Here," I practically spat out. "I prefer Bella," I say in a more relaxed tone. Miss Hunt scribbled something down on her clipboard before continuing, while Jake and I were playing footsie under the table.
A few minutes later, Miss Hunt turned on her SmartBoard and opened up to a powerpoint.
I was screwed with the worst partner in history.
Edward Cullen.
I looked in his direction for a brief second, and he smiled at me.
Edward Cullen would be the death of me.
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These chapter's lyrics were to My Signature Move by P!nk.
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