A/N: Hello dear readers! Chapter 10 has arrived! I hope you like it!

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Chapter 10: Him.

Bella's POV.

...I looked up and what I saw was not something I expected, not even in a million years. My mouth fell open, not because he was gorgeous, which he was, but because I knew him. It was him, the green eyed angel from the hospital...

As I followed everyone else's stare I started to slowly blush. They were walking close to each other. With Emmett and Rosalie in the front and Alice and Jasper in the back, Edward was between the couples. It was almost as if they were trying to do the impossible and shield him from the stares. He didn't even seem slightly embarrassed. He just looked straight forward with a cold emotionless face.

They were all very fashionably dressed, except for Edward. He was wearing dark jeans, a gray t-shirt with writings I couldn't make out, and a black leather jacket. His somber appearance was a good match for his face, which didn't alter as they walked from his car to the main building.

When they disappeared into the building, the powerful silence disappeared with them. A rumbling of whispering voices filled the parking lot. Most of the girls still had their jaws dropped to the ground and they boys seemed to be fuming with anger and jealousy.

As the shock slowly subsided, the voices started getting louder. The rumors of why he missed school got progressively more and more crazy, "he was totally in rehab" and "he was in a mental institution'' were the... most common ones. The gossip continued endlessly, and most of the comments were made by the jealous boys. I knew Edward had been in the hospital and that he was probably a victim of the fire. I knew the truth, but as long as his siblings kept quiet about it, I was going to do the same. It was not my place to talk about it.

When the bell rang, everybody left to its respective classes, but the whispering never stopped. In fact it got steadily worse, especially at lunch.

I sat at my usual table with Angela, Jessica, Mike, Ben, Eric, Lauren, and Tyler. They were all chatting when Angela and I got there, but when Jessica saw me she started talking endlessly about all she had found out.

"He doesn't talk to anybody!" she yelled. I slowly looked at the table where the others had been sitting for the past three weeks and there was no one there, which made me sigh in relief because I'm sure half of the cafeteria had heard Jessica yell.

"I had English with him and he sat in the back, not once did he say a word, but then the teacher asked him something and... oh my god! When he answered I almost died! He's so hot!!" She was swooning over him, as was every other girl in the school. "I mean..." she said, trying to compose herself, "his voice is so damn hot, just like his body!" I giggled under my breath. It was typical of Jess to go right on having crashing on him, and he was gorgeous anyway.

"I told him 'hi' and he nodded at me. Bella, can you believe it? He nodded at me!" she squealed, and I sighed, this was going to be a long hour.

"Oh, come on Jess!" interrupted Lauren. "Stop it. You look desperate and besides, if he hasn't talked to anyone then he's not interested. He just nodded at you, just a nod, for God's sake!"

"You're just jealous, Lauren. Face it!" she spat angrily. "As I was saying, he nodded at me..." she continued this time calmer, less excited." And I found out he had an accident, that's why he wasn't here the first month of classes. His name is Edward Cullen and he's adopted just as the other Cullens, but most importantly he's single!" She was squealing again.

With another sigh, I gave Angela an I-can't-take-it-anymore-look and she nodded at me. I got up with her; we said our goodbyes and left for class. I had Biology and she had English on the next period.

When I got into the room, it was completely empty, if not for Mr. Banner.

"Hello, Mr. Banner," I greeted him as I went into the classroom.

"Hello, Miss Swan," he answered back.

I took my seat in the second row and waited patiently for the class to start. Biology was one of the easiest classes for me because I had already done most of the lessons and lab work back in Phoenix; so I didn't mind sitting alone, it was actually nice. In my other classes I had someone I already knew sitting next to me, and I appreciated them being there but I had always felt more comfortable working alone.

Before I realized it, the classroom was already almost full. As I started to take my books and notebook out, I heard the chair next to me move and I froze. My heart beat had increased rapidly and my breathing was raged. I didn't know why I panicking just because someone was sitting next to me, but then I felt the familiar heat rise to me cheek and instantaneously knew who was sitting next to me.

I felt this strange sense of déjà vu when I slowly raised my eyes to confirm my theory. It was, in fact, him. But he wasn't looking at me; he was staring at the front of the room with a fierce look on his face. It wasn't until that moment that I noticed that his left arm was in a cast. He must be in pain, I thought.

His face was still as it was this morning; hard, emotionless. Once he was, dare I say, comfortable and with his book in the table he turned to me. At that point, my face was of and intense shade of red. "H-Hi," I managed to choke out.

"Hi," he answered his voice distant and cold, but the corner of his lips formed a small smile, a forced smile.

The rest of the class was spent in silence. I never spoke with him again, nor did he speak with me. I, though, stole a few glances his way and his eyes never left the blackboard in front of us. I took meticulous notes on every word Mr. Banner said, even though they were mostly unnecessary.

When the bell finally rang I gathered my things slowly and left the room without saying a word. He didn't say anything either. I wasn't going to get worked up over something as insignificant as that.

With a raised chin, I walked into Calculus, but found Alice to be sitting in my assigned seat. She was writing furiously in her notebook, I didn't want to disturb her so I just took the sit next to her.

"I'm sorry, is this your seat?" she asked after all my things already on the table.

"It's okay, is just a seat," I told her.

"I'm Alice by the way," she said stretching her hand for me to shake it.

"Bella," I said, taking my hand back.

"You know? We should go out sometime. I don't have any girl friends here. I only know Rose and I think no one likes us here, you're the only one who actually talked to me, " she said with a sad face.

I was, at first, very shocked by how she just asked without even knowing me, but I loved it. "Sure," I answered truthfully.

Her calm demeanor immediately changed, squealing as she hugged me. "We are going to be great friends, Bella!"

That hour of Calculus ended up being the best I'd ever had. She told me everything about herself. The teacher called our attention a few times, but seeing Alice was not going to stop, he just let us be. We tried to be quiet, but every once in a while Alice would squeal and the teacher would shoot us an angry glare.

She told me she was from Chicago as was the rest of her family. She was adopted when she was seven years old by Dr. Cullen. Her mother had died of cancer when she was only five years old, and she had never met her father. After her mother's death she was taken into a foster home until Carlisle rescued her. Every time she spoke of her mother, her eyes would show a glimpse of sadness, but once she talked with about her father, as she referred to Carlisle, her eyes would shine with happiness. It was clear she loved him as her own father, just as she loved Esme, Carlisle's wife. She told me they had lived with the Hales for five years now and that Jasper was her boyfriend since they first met.

All the little stories she told me made me smile. Even, though, it was clear she missed her mom. She had lost her when she was very young so her memories of her were more of a blur, she had said. She was the most enthusiastic person I had ever met.

Oh! And she loved shopping.

"We should go this weekend to Port Angles. I was there last week and saw some amazing stores," she was saying as we walked toward our next class.

"Um... we will talk about it later, okay? I have to go to P.E," I told her once I'd spotted Mike on his was to the gym, it was also a way out of the conversation.

"Sure, I'll talk to you tomorrow. I'll pick you up on Saturday, 10am" she said leaving without giving me a chance to argue.

Shaking my head and smiling, I walked with Mike into the gym. I was not fully recovered, but I could walk and drive now, so I had to play some of the games that didn't require too much exercise.

As the class started, I went to sit by the coach. It was the only place I could actually sit, and even though I was not playing today I had to stay and watch.

"I'm sorry I'm late. I couldn't find the gym," said a male voice next to me. He was obviously talking to the coach.

It was odd because everyone else was already playing, there was no one missing, and that's when it downed me, it was him. Edward was in my P.E class.

I went red in an instant. Why did he have to be in the class I dreaded the most? the class in which I most likely was going to fall every two seconds?

With a heavy sigh and a shake of my head, I stared as my other classmates played tennis, trying to ignore him talking to the coach.

"Do you mind...?" he trailed off and I looked up to see him asking me if he could sit there. Every rational thought escaped my head and all I manage to do was nod.

"Do- Don't you play?" I asked after a few minutes of awkward silence.

"No, I can't, my arm..." he trailed off again. Raising my eyes, I stared at his casted arm.

"Does it hurt?" I asked, not even diverting my eyes.

"It's bearable," was all he said.

We didn't talk for the rest of the class and when the bell rang he put his backpack over his shoulder and started walking out. I slowly walked out behind him, but being the clumsiest person on Earth I couldn't have a day off, so I tripped with my own feet, falling to the ground on my knees.

The pain that run through my body from my knee was simply excruciating. My eyes started watering and I look around to see if anyone had seen me fall, but the gym was empty, the class had gone to get changed.

With the tears now rolling down my cheeks, I used all the strength I had and stood up. Every step I took made me sob even harder; the movement necessary to walk made the pain beyond excruciating, if that was even possible.

I had managed to walk behind the P.E building when the pain took its best on me. I couldn't go any farther. I couldn't walk and wouldn't be able to drive either, not until the pain went away, or at least until it was bearable.

Once I sat on the ground, a surge of pain washed through me again making all the air in my lungs escape my body suddenly. Gasping for air I hugged my bag tightly, as my face was stained with tears.

"Who's there?" someone said and I stopped breathing all together. "Are you okay?" it asked again.

I nodded my answer and looked in the opposite way, hiding my face with my hair, afraid they will see my tears. Then I felt someone keeling next to me and a hand touching my arm that was still tightly hugging my bag, at its touch a strange current of electricity ran up my arm making me flinch with surprise.

The movement made my leg move, which made the pain increase again. A strangled sob escaped my lips before I had time to cover it with my hand, and a new wave of tears were now pouring down my face.

Suddenly I felt fingers on my chin, they were moving it so that I was facing whoever was next to me, and with a clenched jaw I opened my eyes to see...


A/N: *evil grin* cliffhanger..... lol... who do you think it is?

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