I am back! Oh, my God I could KISS someone right now! You don't even know how excited I am to be back, after 5 frikkin months! If you don't know what the deal was, here's the story. My computer crashed so we had to get a new one right? And guess what? It didn't have the Word I use! So I couldn't update(but now it does!). So yeah there it is but now I am back and chockfull of good ideas! So without further ado here is the chapter!

BPOV

Wha-pow, right into Edwards chest! Talk about falling for someone, I thought as I crashed down on my butt onto the dirty hallway floor. I removed my ridiculously large sunglasses from my face and glared playfully at a surprised Edward .

"You didn't catch me." I pouted, jutting out my pierced lower lip and widening my eyes pitifully from my position on the floor. He grinned cheekily and held out his large hand for me to take, but I had something better in mind. Not giving my brilliant plan away, I made a show of taking his hand and then abruptly drawing it to my mouth and dragging my tongue across it.

"Ugh, Bella slobber!" he cried retracting his hand from my grip and wiping it on his faded black skinny jeans. I cackled and hopped up then gave him a warm hug which he returned happily.

I snuggled my face in his chest and sighed contentedly as he rubbed his hands all across my back. Everything was going nice until some stupid teacher came up and ruined the perfectest moment of the day.

"Mr. Cullen and Ms. Laroche, my room. Now." It was Mr. Varner, my evil Calculus teacher from HELL! We pulled apart but still held hands as we trudged to his classroom which was empty even though class was starting in 5 minutes.

Mr. Varner pointed to the two desks in front of his desk as he took a seat behind his desk. I sat in the desk and scooched as close as I could to Edwards desk without drawing much attention. We waited for him to start talking or whatever he was going to do.

He glared at us over the tips of his fingers that were pressed together before speaking in a very angry voice.

"Public Displays of Affection may be 'all the rage'" he put air quotes around all the rage then continued with the lecture, "but here at Forks High School we do not tolerate it! I have to let you off with a warning, but if I catch you kissing, hugging, or any other form of PDA your asses are mine!" he finished with a shout not seeming to care he just cursed in front of us.

"Cullen get out of my sight, Laroche, you stay." he didn't say anything else so I conceded that he was finally finished. Edward looked like he wanted to do something more than just wave and mutter a quiet 'goodbye' before leaving as he did but he restrained himself.

With 1 minute before the bell due to ring all the students poured into the classroom and took their seats. Eric Yorkie entered last and I waved him over to me, pointing to the seat Edward had previously occupied, not 2 minutes before.

"Hey, Izzy." he greeted me taking his seat by me and setting his books on the desk. The bell rang with a shrill 'rrring' and Varner started the lesson I was sure wouldn't be very pleasant. Sigh

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55 minutes later I was ready to KILL Mr. Varner in a very painful and excruciating way, preferably involving my fists and some rusty scissors.

"How can he be so, so… mean!" I cried to Eric as we left the classroom of Satan. He chuckled as I huffed yet again over Varnies' ( my new nickname for him) insufferable behavior during class. He had publicly humiliated me by telling the class what had happened this morning between Edward and I. Only he told his own version of the story making it seem as though Edward and I were all over each other.

"I dunno Iz, but I'll see you later, 'kay?" I nodded and gave him a little hug then walking to Biology. What Eric didn't know is that in that hug I gave him a gift. In time, say about 3 weeks, his skin would clear up and no longer would 'pizza face' be whispered as he walked past other students. His hair would become healthier, not the unfortunate greasiness he suffered from.

In short I am helping him become the boy he dreams of being in order to get the girl he lusts after. Her name is Saera Frank and he's fancied her ever since 9th grade, and he is in 11th presently. She is quite a looker but people don't like her much because she has a small lip ring. You can guess how much they don't like me, I have 4 times as many.

Biology passed in a blur along with English and my native language, French. Madame Alford kisses the ground I walk on after today. We had a conversation in French and she was so proud she almost cried. She was blubbing and asking the class why they couldn't be more like me, with my perfect articulation and expansive vocabulary. But of course, she said it in French so no one, but me, understood it.

Angela was absent today and before I came she had been the top student, even then her knowledge of my tongue was shaky. I really wondered where she was and hope she is alright, I couldn't bear it if she was harmed or worse… sick!

Lunchtime and I am ready to leave, these humans have the same repetitive thoughts and they aren't very nice. Some are surrounding me and a guy doing some very dirty things, others centering around me dying a very terrible death and Edward falling in love with the girl thinking the thought.

Edward was meeting me at a table in a corner in the cafeteria but I didn't see him anywhere so I just sat down by myself and pulled out my sketchbook to work on my profile image of Angela I started last Friday.

I was soon greeted with a kiss on my head and Edward taking a seat in the chair next to me. I closed my sketchbook and returned it to my bag before turning to my own personal god with a wide smile he returned.

I got a good look at him and saw what he was wearing since I wasn't paying attention this morning. His shirt was a simple loose fitting plain black top and, well, you already knew he had faded black skinny jeans. He again wore the same high top Converse as he had on Friday.

As for me I was wearing a flowing black skirt that came to my knees and white ballet flats with red stockings that came up to meet the end of my skirt. I had paired a tight, long sleeved white shirt with a black vest over it. Around my neck I wore a white scarf I had looped around once so the ends hung.

"How are you today, love?" he murmured in my ear slinging his arm over my shoulders and pulling me to him in a warm embrace. I sighed and told him what Varnie did today in class, he listened intently then cursed Varnie to hell.

"But other than that, today has been okay. I'm looking forward to going home soon though, Angelique must be so lonely." I told him taking his hand that I had slobbered on earlier and intertwining our fingers.

"My parents came back his morning, would you like to meet them?" he asked in my ear and I nodded my head, rubbing my hair against his cheek. He groaned quietly and inhaled, pressing his nose into my hair.

"You smell amazing." he muttered from my hair. I giggled and buried my head in the crook of his neck then sniffed his neck.

"You don't smell too bad either, dear." I said the pressed my lips to his throat and his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed convulsively. I chuckled breathily and sat up as the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch.

I grabbed my bag and stood up, Edward doing the same, then walked to my 5th period with Edward holding my hand tightly. We made sure to give Mr. Varner's classroom a wide berth so as not to get caught with our "PDA-ing" again.

When we reached Mr. Jones's room I turned and gave him a tight hug and we just stood there, in each others arms for a minute or two before I grudgingly pulled away then walked into the classroom. It wasn't that I didn't like Mr. Jones or the subject he taught, I just hated being away from Edward.

Luckily for me the class passed quickly without incident and it was soon time to go to Art and my only class I had with Edward. I eagerly made my way to the best class in the world.

And there he was, waiting for me in front of the door. I smiled and walked into the classroom and took a seat at a desk since we had a lesson today. Edward slid into the seat next to me moments before the bell rang.

"Afternoon, students." Ms. Sadincy greeted us and drew a circle on the board. "Can anyone tell me what this is?" she asked, pointing to the circle on the chalkboard.

"A circle." Alice Brandon answered from the front of the room where she sat with Jasper Whitlock, her boyfriend I had met on Friday at the park. I had no idea he was in this class but as I looked around I noticed that Emmett McCarty and Rosalie Hale were also in this class.

"Strange" I thought to myself. Well, I guess since I didn't know to look for them I hadn't noticed them on Friday.

I saw Rosalie rub her hand over her stomach and smile happily at the knowledge that she had a little baby growing inside of her at this moment. She was unbelievably ecstatic over the fact she would be a mother but also extremely worried over what Emmett, her boyfriend, would say when he found out about his little bundle of joy. Ms. Sadincy was talking again so I tuned in, in case there was something I might miss.

"Well, yeah it's a circle but what else? How about a, uh, Christmas ball about to crash to the floor, or a rubber ball soaring up into the air after before slammed onto the ground by a child. You must broaden your minds, have a little creativity, imagine it is something more than just a circle." she finished.

I saw millions of different things that small circle could be and thought them over in my head in case she started calling on people to give answers.

More than what it seems.

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