Chapter 10
It's been a week since I have moved in with Edward and all in all everything has gone smoothly. Well except for the fact that I am still avoiding my mother and to do so I have to sleep in Edward's room. I rub my sleepy eyes and prop my head up on my hand as Edward barrels down the street in his car. Obviously going a bit to fast. Out of the corner of my eye I see him glance at me.
"You look tired," he comments. I roll my eyes.
"Its your fault making me get up at five every morning. Your insane." He smirks and turns his attention back to the road, but not before he mumbles, "big baby." I glare at him before closing my eyes to take a short nap until we arrive at school. We pull into the school parking lot at twenty five after seven and I quickly realize I'm going to be late for class if I don't hurry. I jump out of Edwards's car waving a quick goodbye while rushing into the school. I make a dash for the bathroom hoping I will have enough time to change before the bell rings. Being my stupid self I left my uniform in Edwards's car yesterday after changing clothes, since I was going to meet Jake. The first bell rings out around the small bathroom indicating that we can start walking to class. I groan and continue to pull my skirt on.
"This is just fucking grate," I mumble as I straighten my shirt and begin to leave the bathroom stall. I glance in the mirror real quick before hurrying out of the bathroom. I hurry down the hall preying I won't be late to first period. I hear the loud ringing of the bell erupt around the school. Groaning I pick up the pace still making sure to stay conscious of my footing. Once I reach my English class I turn the door knob only to find it locked.
"Damn it!" I mumble under my breath. I go to turn around, but stop when I hear someone chuckle.
"Guess you haven't heard yet our class is supposed to meet in the auditorium for a meeting. I don't exactly know why, but you're welcome to hang out with me. Meetings are not my style." The boy comes out from around the corner his hands stuffed in his pockets. He has tan skin to match his almost black hair. He gives me a smirk.
"You ok?" He looks like someone I know, but my mind can't seem to figure out whom. He sticks out his hand.
"I'm Embry, Jakes cousin. He told me to keep an eye on you since he doesn't go to this school." I laugh and shake his hand, so that's who he looks like.
"Wait your in my class?" I ask cocking my head and point towards the door. He nods his head as his body shakes with laughter. I blush and grin sheepishly.
"I don't really pay attention to my surroundings very well, sorry." I glance up at him before crossing my arms over my chest.
"So do you know why we are supposed to be meeting in the auditorium?" He shrugs.
"Who cares?" I roll my eyes.
"You know you are a lot different then Jake."
"So I've been told," he smirks. I try to fight back a smile, but fail.
"I really need to get to class. Can you please tell me which way the auditorium is?" He smiles.
"How about I just walk you there?" he says putting a hand on my back and guiding me forward. I flinch at the first contact, but soon relax and walk ahead. His hand lingers a little bit longer then I would have liked, but of course I don't say anything.
"Do you have any sort of idea what this is about? At least some sort of clue?" I ask trying to break the awkward silence.
"I've heard a few things, but they most likely aren't true." I raise my eyebrows.
"I'm listening." He rolls his eyes at me before beginning. He stops looks around then shoves his hands back into his pockets and continues walking.
"Most people are saying that Ms. Pearson our teacher passed away," he explains to me in a hushed tone. My eyes go wide in shock.
"That's awful." He grins.
"Don't get your panties in a knot it is probably not true."
"Are you sure?" I asked still a little surprised. He shakes his head.
"No, but that's what I have heard." He rolls his eyes and chuckles at my still shocked face.
"How can you laugh about something like this?" I exclaim. He abruptly stops laughing and clears his throat.
"Sorry," he mumbles.
"Don't you think we need to hurry and get to the auditorium?" He rolls his eyes, but picks up the pace nonetheless. Once we get to our destination Embry hesitates trying to decide if he should follow me in or not. I grab his arm and pull him through the doors any way.
"Come one." He resists, but I manage to pull him inside. A lot of heads turn at the sound of the door closing behind us. We ignore their murmurs and take the closest seats to where we are standing. I notice the principal standing up front getting ready to speak.
"Don't worry we didn't miss anything," Embry whispers in my ear. I nod my head and proceed to listen to what the principal has to say.
"I know you guys are probably wondering why I brought you here and I will explain that. I just want to let you guys know that you are being very well behaved right now and I expect you to keep that up. Now to get on with why we are here, your English teacher Ms. Pearson was found dead today at her apartment. They haven't figured out the cause of death for sure, but doctors are saying she tripped and hit her head in the process. I know you guys didn't know Ms. Pearson very well, but it is still very tragic that this has happened and until we get you a new teacher you will be having a sub. Oh and if any of you feel the need to attend the funeral I will let you know when they plan on having it. That will be all for now Mrs. Reynolds will be taking over until further notice. You guys have a good day." With those last words she walks off the stage and leaves the auditorium. Clapping her hands together Mrs. Reynolds tries to get everyone's attention back up at the front. For the most part the murmurs stop and Mrs. Reynolds manages to get everything under control.
"From what I managed to understand Ms. Pearson had you guys reading Romeo and Juliet am I right?" We all nod our heads and mumble yes.
"Then I would appreciate it if you can get out your books and read for the rest of class." Some people groan others listen and pull out their books.
"This is why I didn't want to come. Now I'm stuck reading about Romeo and Juliet," Embry complains in my ear. I can't help, but laugh at him.
"Sucks for you" He glares at me.
"You have to read it too," he says with a smirk. I shake my head my brown hair bouncing around my face as I do so.
"Nope, I've already read it," I say matter of fact. Embry pouts and folds his arms over his muscular frame.
"I hate you," he mumbles. I grin and roll my chocolate brown eyes before reaching into my bag and pulling out another book. He looks at me curiously.
"What are you doing?"
"Reading," I answer like it is the stupidest question in the world. He sighs.
"Duh I know that. I meant why?"
"Because I want to can I not want to read?" He shakes his head and mumbles a whatever.
"Umm quick question can I borrow your copy of Romeo and Juliet. I left mine in my locker," he admits. I grumble, but sill pull out my battered copy of the tragic love story. I hand it over to him before flipping open my own book. I read silently for almost all of the class period, that is until I feel something small hit the side of my head. I glance over in the direction it came from, but frown when I can't seem to figure out where it came from. Shrugging my shoulders I return my attention to my book only to be disturbed yet again. This time I manage to catch a glimpse of Embry smiling behind his paper back novel. I shove his shoulder lightly and insist he stop. Of course being a normal guy he chooses not to listen.
"Would you stop," I hiss at him.
"Ms. is there a problem back there?" I instantly freeze my face going read with embarrassment. The teacher makes her way up to mine and Embry's seats her arms folded over her chest. She looks back and forth between me and Embry and instantly frowns when she sees the book that is nestled in my hands.
"Why aren't you reading Romeo and Juliet like everyone else?" she practically demands. I let out a sigh of relief when the bell rings signaling the end of first period.
"You may go, but next time you come to class I expect you to be reading Romeo and Juliet." I nod my head and hurry out after Embry not in the mood to argue with the teacher. As soon as we are out of hearing range he bursts out laughing.
"You should have seen your face that was priceless." I frown and give his shoulder a hard shove.
"Go to class," I tell him as I walk towards second period.
"You really don't pay attention; we have pre calc together too." My frown increases.
"Are there any other classes we are in together that I should know about?" He shakes his head.
"Nah, just those too, which is too bad I enjoy your company," he says while draping his arm around my shoulder. I fake a smile as we continue towards our math class. Walking into the classroom I decide to take my seat way in the back and to my good fortune Embry follows me.
"What are you doing?" I ask him. He cocks his head at me before rolling his eyes.
"Sitting with you, dummy." I drop my stuff down next to my desk and slide into the chair. I shiver at the first contact of my skin touching the cold surface causing me to wrap my arms around myself in attempts to keep warm. In my haste to get to school on time I managed to forget my jacket in Edwards's car, but what's new I leave everything else in there too.
"Are you cold?" I give him a, 'well duh' look before laying my head down on my desk.
"Do you want my jacket?" he asks as he pulls it out of his book bag. I immediately snatch the green, white and, blue hoody out of his hands. I slip it on over my head and snuggle into the feel of the warm material. The sleeves come down past my hands showing me how big it probably looks. Not caring one bit I Look down and just now realize that the jacket is school related indicating that Embry does some type of sport.
"What sport do you play?" I ask. He looks at me for a few seconds not really understanding where this question came from. I point towards the hoody and his eyes light up with understanding.
"Oh, um I play for the football team." I nod my head and turn my attention back to the teacher who is trying to call order to the class room. After demonstrating what we are supposed to be doing the teacher quickly passes out a worksheet with orders for us to do as it says. I read over the directions and get started right away, but soon become distracted by a confused Embry.
"Hey, hey, Bella, can you help me, please," Embry practically begs. I let out an annoyed sigh and shift in my seat until I am facing him.
"What do you need?" He points towards the whole sheet not knowing how to do any of it.
"You have got to be kidding me," I grumble. He shakes his head and looks at me expectantly. Glaring at him for a little while I reluctantly start to show him how to work out the problems. He watches as I use the pencil to underline important things explaining them as I go along. Nodding his head he soon turns his attention to something else. Wrapping his finger around one of the curls in my hair he lets it go transfixed by the way it springs back into place. I look up at him and frown.
"Embry, have you even listened to a word I've said?"
"Uhh, um yeah you were just going over how to do these few problems right here." I groan and lean my head on top of my folded arms.
"You have got to be kidding me." He smiles sheepishly and shrugs his shoulders.
"What can I say I'm horrible at math." I chuckle 'obviously' I think to myself.
"This time pay attention." He sticks his tongue out at me, but glances over my shoulder to see what I am doing nonetheless.
"Your hair smells good," he says just as I'm about to speak. I look up at him anger evident on my face.
"Alright I'm done, sorry. I will pay attention." I clench my teeth before going back to explaining the math, and miraculously I have no interruptions.
"Do you get it now?" I ask when I'm done.
"I think so," he says nodding his head. I turn the sheet towards him.
"You try it then." He looks at me still a little skeptical.
"I hope you know teaching me math is usually a lost cause." I chuckle as he picks up his pencil anyways. I give him a reassuring smile before going back to my work. Not even five minutes later Embry is tapping my shoulder trying to get my attention.
"Is this right?" he asks waving the paper in my face. I snatch it out of his dancing hand and quickly scan over it.
"Yep," I tell him handing it back.
"Really?" he asks his eyes lighting up like a little kid on Christmas. I continue to nod my head.
"Unless mine is wrong," I mumble as he stares at me dumbfounded.
"Oh my god! Mr. Horn it's a miracle I actually understand the math!" Embry exclaims enthusiastically to the teacher across the room. The teacher furrows his brow and starts to walk our way. All of our classmates turn their attention on Embry their mouths gapping open at what the brown haired boy just said.
"No, that's impossible," a brown haired boy remarks as the teacher reaches Embry's desk.
"Well you better believe it," Embry calls back to the boy that is unknown to me.
"Let me see that," the teacher says taking the paper off of Embry's desk. He checks it over and his eyes go wide in surprise.
"It's a miracle the answer is actually right. I never thought I would see the day," he says more to himself then to Embry. "Did you really do this yourself?" he asks after setting the paper back down. Embry nods his head a dopey smile still on his face.
"Who explained it to you?" Embry instantly points to me and I blush as the teachers eyes shift their attention over towards me.
"You must be amazing at math to be able to get Embry to understand this stuff. So why aren't you in a higher math?" I shrug.
"This is what I was given, but don't worry about it I don't mind." The teacher rolls his eyes gives Embry a pat on the back and walks back to his desk.
"Is it really right?" the same kid that talked earlier asks Mr. Horn as he walks by. Mr. Horn nods his head still a little shocked.
"Shut up Quinn, I'm not that bad at math," Embry yells at the boy he just called Quinn. Quinn raises his eyebrows.
"Yeah says the guy who got all the answers wrong on our last test." Embry's jaw clenches.
"I can't help that I hate math." Quinn chuckles at Embry's now pouting face before going back to his own work.
"I didn't realize you where that bad," I mumble. He glares at me before attempting the rest of the problems. About twenty minutes later the whole class is done with the worksheet and Mr. Horn decides to issue the last twenty minutes of class free time since he has grades to enter into the computer. Quinn comes hurrying over to mine and Embry's desks a grin on his face.
"Let me see your paper man," he says to Embry. He shakes his head and stuffs the paper into his book bag. Quinn rolls his eyes and takes a seat across from me. His brown hair sweeps down to cover part of his brown eyes making it look like it is hard for him to see.
"Hey are you going to Jessica's party later today?" Embry shrugs his shoulders and glances over at me.
"Only if Bella over here goes." My eyes go wide in horror and I shake my head.
"No, I don't do parties. Me and parties do not mix," I admit.
"Oh come on it can't be that bad, Jake is going." My head perks up at the sound of Jakes name.
"Are you sure Jakes going?" I ask Embry. He nodes his head a smirk planted on his face.
"I'll consider it," I say as the bell rings signaling the end of second period. I hurry from the class room my bag hanging over my shoulder. Embry soon catches up and I groan.
"You know you're a real downer sometimes. All you do is argue and complain," he tells me a frown on his face.
"I do not," I say defending myself.
"Yeah right." Embry rolls his eyes before heading in the opposite direction as me. I frown at him before walking into the half filled cafeteria. Once spotting Edward I make my way over to him.
"Hey." I smile as I reach the table, but that smile disappears as I take in Edwards angered expression.
"What's wrong?" I quickly ask Edward as I sit down next to him. He shakes his head.
"Nothing," he grumbles. I purse my lips and place my hand on his arm trying to get him to look at me.
"I'm not stupid Edward I know you well enough to know you're mad." He lets out a sigh and turns to face me.
"Even if you do know it's none of your business," he almost growls. I flinch at the harsh tone of his voice.
"Yet it is your business when I'm upset?" I ask him my anger starting to rise. He glares at me.
"That's different." I furrow my brow.
"How the hell is it different?" I question him. He shakes his head clenching his fists.
"Just forget it, damn it!" he yells at me. I bite down on my tongue to stop myself from saying anything else. Grabbing my bag I stand up from my seat. Edward's gaze follows my movement.
"Where are you going?"
"Somewhere else." I can feel his confused expression boring into the back of my head.
"Why?" I run my hands through my tangled hair before turning back around to face him.
"Because you're obviously mad and you're taking that anger out on me. Now you know how I feel when you're always demanding answers from me. You apparently don't trust me enough to tell me what you're upset about so I'm going to leave you alone for a little while." Edward runs his hands down his face as he watches me walk away. I decide to go eat outside near Edwards's car hoping nobody is there to disturb me. I reach the parking lot and look around happy to find it almost empty. Sighing I take a seat on the bench closest to the school and pull out my lunch and start eating. I grumble when my ears register the sound of the bell ringing. Collecting my stuff I rush back inside not really wanting to go to biology. I reach the classroom pretty quickly and sigh when I notice that Edward has not arrived yet. Setting my stuff down I pull out my chair and plant my, butt down in the hard seat. Reaching for my bag I dig through it in search of my pencil and binder. Once I relocate my items needed for class I place my head down on my folded arms. Closing my eyes I allow myself to drift slowly off to sleep.
I watched as Emmett my older brother looked down at the six year old version of me. I smiled.
"Watch me Emmy, watch me," I told him as I climb onto a purple two wheel bike. I used my small feet to push off the ground and get myself moving. I pedaled quickly as I made my way out of the driveway. Once I was moving I glanced over my shoulder at Emmett. I smiled at him, but that smile faltered as I started to loose my balance. The bike began to wobble so I decided to do the first thing that popped into my head, jump. Unlucky for me my foot got caught on the bike pedal causing it to fall on top of me. My face connected to the hard concrete and I cried out at the jolt of pain that radiated through my body.
"Bella," I faintly heard Emmett call. The bike was soon lifted off of me and I breathed in a needed breath of air. Tears streamed down my bloody face as my eleven year old brother scooped me into his arms and began carrying me towards our house.
"It's going to be ok," he told me, but I didn't believe him due to the sound of worry in his voice. I could feel myself start to panic when I saw the blood covering both my knees once we got into the house. Emmett immediately handed me a cloth to press against the large cut on my face as he started to clean the wounds on my knees.
"When's mommy coming home?" I managed to say between my sobs. He decided not to answer since he himself didn't know. After my knees were cleaned off as best as he could manage he took stock of my face. He frowned and I could easily see panic sketched into his features.
"Come on," he said as he picked me back up. Stumbling out of the house he hurried over towards the neighbors. I groaned in pain as more tears seeped into the gash on my face. Ringing the door bell Emmett tried to wait patiently, but to no avail. He pressed the button one more time and we were soon rewarded with the door swinging open. The lady greeted us with a smile her blonde hair pulled up into a loose bun and a towel drying off her wet hands. Her smile soon disappeared when she took in mine and Emmett's messy sight. She gasped.
"What happened?" she asked as she ushered us into the house.
"She fell off her bike and my mom is gone." I just then realized that Emmett was crying. Emmett never cried.
"She needs to go to the hospital," the lady stated instantly. Grabbing her keys and purse off the kitchen table she practically pushed me and Emmett out the door. Emmett slid my body carefully into the back before climbing in after me. Cradling my head in his lap he watched as our neighbor started the car and puled out of the drive way quickly. She instantly put her foot on the gas pedal and we were soon speeding down the street on our way to the hospital. I closed my eyes for the first time since I fell and realized that it is very relaxing. I could feel myself drifting off, but I was soon jolted awake with the sudden movement of the car. Emmett sighed as he pressed the cloth a little more firmly to my face causing me to wince in pain.
"Sorry," he mumbled. I cringed at the raw sound of his voice. Allowing myself to try and relax my eyes slowly started to shut again and I found myself falling into a blanket of darkness. My eyes soon snapped open as pain consumed me, but unlike earlier I was laying on the ground my head throbbing. Looking up my eyes landed on a smirking James and I had to fight not to throw up. Biting my lip I faintly heard him say something, but I couldn't understand it due to the ringing in my ears. Reaching down James grabbed a hold of my arm forcing me up and I immediately fought back against his touch. He frowned and allowed his nails to dig into my skin.
"Stop," I practically whispered as wet moisture trailed down my burning cheeks. He laughed and tightened his hold pulling me closer to his sweaty body. I shrunk back ready for him to hit me again. To my surprise instead of hitting me he used his finger to wipe away one of the tears that escaped to flow freely down my face.
"Oh, Bella, Bella, Bella, my sweet Bella," he crooned. "Now you will strip your clothes off for me like a good girl or else," he warned. I shivered at the thought of 'or else' meant, but right then it sounded like a option then the first.
"No, no, no, please, please don't make me do that," I begged as fresh tears slid down my face. He chuckled at how terrified I was.
"Don't make this any harder then it already is," he told me. I pulled back and to my relief he let me go and I soon felt my butt hit soled ground. I looked up at him afraid to see his expression. He sighed.
"Your wearing my patients Bella, now get up. Get up." He reached down to grab me and I recoil with a blood curdling scream.
My scream echoes around the small classroom before my mouth is covered up by a warm hand. My breathing is coming out in hard gasps as I try to come back to reality. I soon realize that I am in biology class and Edwards hand is the one placed roughly over my half open mouth. He looks at me before pulling his hand away and placing it in his lap. He gives me a worried look before asking if I'm ok. I give him a slight nod as my eyes start to brim with tears. I finally take better stock of my surroundings and instantly blush with embarrassment. All my classmates are staring at me like I'm some kind of freak about to do another amazing trick. I cross my arms over my chest self consciously before looking back up at the front of the classroom only to freeze in shock. My breath gets caught in my throat as my eyes lock gazes with the man I haven't seen for almost five years.
I am so sorry for taking so long to update. I have been really busy with school and stuff. Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter I didnt really care for it, but I knew I needed to update so here it is. Thanks to: missmagicmahem, cicas33, sujari6, rpattz granny, EmLou1987, Larlyn062509. You guys are amazing and your reviews really help. I love you guys! Now if I can get up to fifteen reviews for this chapter I will update the next chapter within a couple of days. Oh and who ever reviews gets a cookie too!
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