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Bpov
Walking into the class room not many people where in their seats. Most the students were talking amongst themselves, leaning or sitting on tables. Nobody paid us any attention as we walked in. That is, until they saw Edward being dragged behind me. A goofy smile on his face as he gazed at me, our eyes locking as I glanced over my shoulder, my own smile widening for him.
I sat on my side of the desk and Edward stood between my legs, lowering his head to rest his forehead against mine. He slipped his head to my ear so he could whisper.
"Would you like to sit with me at lunch?" he murmured. His breath rushed down my ear, making me shiver.
"How about you sit with me?" I whispered back. For such a trivial thing, it felt so private, and I loved him all the more for it. He pulled back, showing me his signature smile.
"I'd love to." He pecked my lips one last time before Mr Robins enters, calling the class to order.
Everyone scrambled to get to their respective seats. Edward reluctantly letting me go.
Not five minutes into class I felt someone nudge my side. I looked up to see Damen looking straight ahead, but in his hand was a folded piece of paper. He passed it to me and I nudged him back.
"Read it," his voice just a whisper.
I opened it up to see his elegant script, but it dulled in the comparison to Edward's.
Meet me outside this classroom at lunch.
Don't bring anyone along.
Damen
I tried to catch his attention again but he never glanced my way.
"Ms Swan do you mind not disrupting another students learning," came Mr Robins harsh voice from the front.
"Sorry Sir," I replied bitterly.
Throughout the rest of the lesson I re-read the scrap of paper in my mind. I annotated all his words. I thought of all the different reasons as to why he, Damen of all people, would want to talk to me. Just me. What did he want to tell me that he didn't want anyone else to know? Would he want to take me somewhere else? What if he tried to do something with me? I'm sure I could fight him off, I had more strength than the average human.
But why, why does he want to talk to me and what about?
Then I had to wonder if I wanted to go alone. What if he tried to harm me? Or worse yet, what if he wanted to hurt Edward. What if he wanted to ask me out and wanted to do it alone? I've only just got Edward back, I didn't need anything else to come up. I didn't need another Mike Newton. But what if he was harmless? The last time we talked he claimed he knew my secret. What if he wanted to talk about that? Maybe he knew something about me. Or what if he knew something about the Cullens? That would put us all in danger.
I decided to confront Edward about it, after all, this could be nothing but equally it could be something. We have already suffered from not talking to each other about things, from one of us making a decision and not confessing in each other. If we were going to make it anywhere, we had to do it together. Even if it was something as small as a request from a boy.
So when the bell rang, and I took Edward's hand as we walked out of class, I slipped the note into his palm. His brows furrowed when he felt the change in texture against his hand. I pulled him out to the corridor and turned to him.
"Damen gave this to me at the beginning of class," I pointed to the paper in his hand. He opened it up and scanned the words.
His eyes flashed to mine. "What do you plan on doing?" I knew he knew not to try and tell me what to do, but he didn't want me to go alone.
"I'm going to meet him." I could see the distress in his eyes. "And you're coming with me, we do this together." He smiled at my words. Taking a hold of my right hand and placing a chaste kiss on my knuckles.
"I'll be at you're side forever, my Love." His eyes smoldered into my own and I gripped his hand in mine.
"You better keep up then!" I shouted as I slipped my hand from his and ran towards my next class. I couldn't help laughing as I looked back to see him giving chase to me. I didn't trip or stumble once as I made my escape. But I managed to push on a pull door, allowing him to catch up with me.
He wrapped his arms around me just as I started to pull the door open. A squeal slipped from my lips as he twirled me around before setting me down and opening the door, his other arm still around my waist.
"You'll have to do better than that to escape from me." I'm not sure if it was my imagination or if his voice was as seductive as I heard it.
"I hope you never let me escape," my voice just a low but I don't think it was half as seductive as his. His eyes had darkened considerably and a new fire smoldered within them.
"Don't worry, I'll never let you go." He made it sound more like a commitment than a retort. And I couldn't stop the silly grin that spread across my face.
Edward walked with me the rest of the way to my next class.
Alice waited outside the door, Jasper at her side. "Come on you two, we're going to be late." She hollered even through we were less than 5 feet away from her.
"And your point is?" I shouted back.
"The sooner we get into class the sooner we can go," she replied, this time not as loud, seeing as we were now standing in front of her.
"I don't think school works that way Alice," I admitted to her. Hugging myself closer to Edward's side.
"Yeah, well, you never know." Our little shout was starting to catch quite a few people's attention. Well, that's what I'd like to think. Their thoughts told me otherwise.
'I can't believe they're going out, seriously who would have thought...'
'I bet he's doing it just to get me jealous, this time next week it will be me he's holding...'
'Aww, now aren't they a cute couple, he seems to really like her.'
I stopped there, ignoring all other thoughts, ending on that last one.
It was nice to know that not every person was jealous of us. I could see their point, their reasons, but it still aggravated me. It helped to know that not everyone thought so little of me and thought that we would last. It was just nice to hear a kind thought. Plain and simple.
Edward squeezed my hip and turned me around to place a small fair-well kiss. That's what he had planned, but I wasn't going to let him go so easily. After being away from each other for so long, after believing I'd never see him again, let alone kiss him again. I couldn't stop myself from acting this way at every opportunity.
Alice's insistent poking made me pull away. "Will you stop that?" I asked her irritably.
"Will you stop that and get into class already?" she asked back, just as irritated.
I sighed and Edward chuckled. "I'll meet you after class," he said before turning away and walking with Jasper. I laughed as I saw him give Jaspers shoulder a shove and making him stumble towards the wall, narrowly avoiding a freshman.
I walked into the class just before the bell rang and didn't bother to rush to my seat. Madam Frank had yet to appear thanks to a fellow staff member knocking their coffee over and getting it down her dress, leaving a nice big coffee-stain down her front.
A girl who reminded me a lot of Lauren Malloy back in Forks -wince- decided to take this time to confront me about her issues.
"Listen emo-"
"Bella," I corrected her.
I knew where this was going and I wasn't going to have any part of it. I also knew that Edward was listening in and I decided to take this opportunity to show him I am no longer the shy and fragile Bella he knew before, to show him that I could take care of myself. Even if it was only a class mate, or you could say, one of his admirers. Stacia Miller to be precise.
"Bella, Emo. Whatever. I want you to know that Edward is mine and don't think that any of these rumors going around actually mean anything-"
Yet again I stopped her before she could say any more. "They do, me and-" But she cuts in before I can get another word in.
"Anyway, even if they did mean something. It's really nothing to you, or him. See he's just using you to make me jealous and this time next week it will be me he's holding and me he's going out with. I thought you should know that so that when he does eventually dump you- which will be soon, you will have something at hand to slit your wrists with. Even though you're an emo and all, I thought you should at least have a heads up so you don't commit suicide or something." I let her have her rant. My jaw tight- a habit I'd picked up from Edward, and my hands in an even tighter fits under the table.
"You don't know anything about me and Edward, not one thing. I don't care what you think, what you say or for any of your little fantasies of my boyfriend, because they are just that. Fantasies. So you can go telling yourself these things over and over again, you can tell everyone on this planet, but it will not change the fact that Edward is mine and I am his. This isn't some fluke and he isn't using me. He loves me and I love him.
"Me and Edward are none of your business, so I suggest you keep your mouth shut if you want to be able to move it after this. Because I think that, even though you're a bitch and all, you at least deserve some kind of warning as to know that I wont take any shit from you or anyone else. Me and Edward go back, way back, and we are staying together forever, we are a couple now and we will still be together in sixty odd years. Because one day I will marry him and we will be bound together for the rest of our lives. I will fight for him just as he will for me. So I suggest you back the hell off before I rip your plastic mask off. Halloween finished last year."
Throughout my little- okay maybe not so little, speech I kept my eyes locked on hers. Alice had a restraining hand on my shoulder, stopping me from getting up and breaking her fake nose. She stared back at me, her mouth agape as my words sunk in.
"D-did you just threaten me?" her voice at an annoyingly high pitch.
"No, I just warned you of the results of your actions if you carry on harassing me," I retorted. Stacia was still in shock as the teacher, Madam Frank, told her to sit down.
The class was in stunned silence as she took her seat, obviously they had all been listening in to our not-so-quiet conversation.
Alice cheered a small "Go Bella!" under her breath and I grinned at her. I was pleased at myself for standing up for me and Edward. Before I had never had the nerve to stand up to someone like Stacia, in other words, her twin sister in Forks, Lauren. I had allowed someone to pick at me for my insecurities. I didn't know the things I do now. If I had, maybe I would have gone against Lauren. I had hoped that maybe she'd get tiered of me and realise that I wasn't interested in any other boys and Edward wasn't interested in any other girls. But she fed off my fear and I wouldn't allow it again. I had enough problems as it was, I didn't need high school drama as well.
Besides, it felt good to snap at her. To correct her misled conclusions. As bad as it sounded, it felt good to let off some of my steam on her. I wouldn't start a fight, but I am no longer afraid to end them.
The hour flew by, with the occasional comment with Alice, and soon I was standing in front of Edward.
My smile turned into a face-splitting grin as my gaze rested on him. He leaned against the wall facing the classroom door, with an equally big smile.
I almost skipped over to him, I was so elated. He engulfed me in a hug and captured my lips with his own for a dizzying amount of time, before putting me back on my feet.
"Are you okay?" he asked concerned, but I could hear the undertone of amusement in his voice.
"Perfect," I replied, slipping out of his arms and taking hold of his hand and leading him to our next class. Music. I had missed this class too many times. I loved songs and writing them especially. It was the one thing I had looked forward to before the Cullens arrived.
"Ah, Bella. We've missed you," Mr Alan greeted me as we entered hand in hand.
I smiled back. "Yeah, I've missed this too," I told him. To say he was shocked to hear and see the happiness in me was an understatement. But he soon recovered and flashed me a quick grin. He was glad I was no longer so sad. Of all the people in this town he knew me best, besides the Cullens that is. He always backed up my songs and helped me learn how to write music to my lyrics. He even taught me some new tricks for the guitar. He was a very nice man and never pried for any further information than that in my music and never judged me for my appearance or for what I wrote. He was just a genuinely nice guy.
Edward followed me as I went to the storage cupboard to grab one of the school guitars. They had electrics, bass and acoustics. Naturally I grabbed the electric. Without an amp it sounded similar to an acoustic, with an amp it came to life. It was a two in one.
I sat down on one of the stools and he sat beside me.
"You don't have to follow me, you can go on the piano if you want to," I reminded him. Slipping my arm through the strap.
"It holds no interest if you're not beside me, I'd rather watch you play," he smiled tentatively at me. But he'd already heard me play two songs, I didn't want to seem like I was showing off.
"How about we do a duet?" I had been thinking this over for some time. I loved Edward playing the piano and I always presumed he would have a lovely singing voice, but that thought had been frown to the sharks as soon as I actually heard him sing. There was no voice on this earth that came close to his voice. It was magical and stunning. He had me in tears before he even created the first verse. It was beautiful, just like him.
Edward seemed just as eager. So he hoped off his stool and pulled me off my own, practically dragging me to the schools grand piano. I grabbed a stool and sat beside the piano, seeing as I couldn't sit on the bench as I'd be an obstruction.
"What should we play?" he turned to me, hands hovering over the keys.
"Um..." I muttered, to let him know that I was thinking. I knew many songs and I would love to hear his song, but there was something private about it. It just didn't seem right to play it in a class room. It was Edward's song. It was special, it was unique, it was meant for me. So I got my iPod out and searched some of my favourite songs.
"Do you know Evanescence?" I looked to him, he was leaning in to see the screen.
"No...but I could probably get the chords off the internet..." He wanted to appease me, but I knew he didn't know their music, and honestly I wanted a song that we could both play and sing together.
Maybe a male song?
"Um...how about The Script?" I suggested. He grinned.
"This equals love?" he prompted. Pulling away to face me.
"Sure, just let me tune up." I decided to try and impress him with how fast I could tune up. Placing the guitar on my lap, I connected the wires and leaned over to press the respective chords. Edward didn't move a muscle as I reached for the first key, then after a while he started to help me out, pressing the keys I asked. A few minutes later and I was ready to play.
"You lead, I'll rap," I told him. I knew this song off by heart, I listened to it so many times and having photographic memory, I memorized the chords from glancing at them online.
He gave me a small lopsided smile, his eyes betraying his nerves. I beamed back at him. "Don't worry, you're a great singer."
"You're biased," he accused.
"So are you," I reminded him. He laughed but it wasn't as full and confident as he'd like it to sound.
"Ready?" He rested one of his hands on his lap, as he wouldn't be coming in straight away. I readjusted the strap on my shoulder and placed my fingers on the correct strings. Most of the song was finger picking for the electric, we had no bass so I'd be covering that as well.
"Yep," I nodded my head.
"Are you sure you don't want to lead?" he turned back to me. I laughed. For a vampire that is an amazing pianist and had a beautiful normal voice, he was very insecure.
"I'm sure. Remember you don't come in for the first few bars." I took a large breath and let it out, then started to bob my head to the imaginary beat in my head. I started to pick at the strings, the notes floated from the amp at my side.
Edward paused before breathing in and started to sing. His voice sounded slightly pained as he concentrated on the first few stanzas.
"It's in the eyes of the children,
As they leave for the very first time.
And it's in the heart of a soldier,
As he takes a bullet on the frontline."
His right hand started playing the same chords as I was picking, making it sound slightly higher in pitch.
"It's in the face of the mother,
As she takes the force of the blow.
And its in the hands of the father, yeah,
As he works his fingers to the bone, yeah."
His voice grew in confidence and volume. His face looking down at the keys but turned slightly towards me.
"I'm standing under a white flag, oh.
Can you see me, oh.
Can you see me, ooh.
I'm standing for everything we have, oh.
Can you hear me, oh.
Can you hear me."
I stopped playing as I prepared to start strumming. I glanced up at him to see the smile on his face.
"This is why we do it.
This is worth the pain.
This is why we fall down,
And get back up again.
This is where the heart lies.
This is from above.
Love is this, this is love."
I started to join him, softly singing along.
"Love is why we do it.
Love is worth the pain.
Love is why we fall down,
And get back up again.
Love is where the heart lies.
Love is from above.
Love is this, this is love."
I returned to finger picking and stopped singing along. Edward's voice became softer and he drew out the last word to every stanza. He stopped playing.
"This is love.
This is love.
This is love."
He returned to the piano and started to sound breathless.
"It's in the soul of a city,
What it does after it crumbles and burns."
I echoed him, placing emphasis on the words. I felt these next lyrics were very much for him.
"And it's in the blood of a hero,
To know where he goes he may never return, heh."
I started to hum the backing vocals and Edward started to lean forward as he put more conviction into the chorus.
"I'm standing under a white flag, oh.
Can you see me, oh.
Can you see me, ooh.
I'm standing for everything we have, oh.
Can you hear me, oh.
Can you hear me."
I paused again, changing chords and started strumming. My left leg starting to bounce with the change in tempo. Edward didn't falter.
"This is why we do it.
This is worth the pain.
This is why we fall down,
And get back up again.
This is where the heart lies.
This is from above.
Love is this, this is love."
I joined in again. Enjoying the mixture of our voices.
"Love is why we do it.
Love is worth the pain.
Love is why we fall down,
And get back up again.
Love is where the heart lies.
Love is from above.
Love is this, this is love."
My heart pounded as we got closer to my solo, I stopped playing and let Edward's voice relax me.
"This is love, this is love.
This is love, this is love.
This is love, this is love."
He turned to face me, giving me a smile to support me before I drew in a big breath and kept my eyes on him to stop my throat from closing.
"If you could be anywhere that you wanted to be,
With anyone that you wanted to be with.
Do anything that you wanted to do.
What would it be man who would it be with you?
Time flies but you're the pilot.
It moves real fast but you're the driver.
You may crash and burn sometimes."
I recovered quickly to go into the chorus. This time singing along fully with him.
"This is why we do it.
This is worth the pain.
This is why we fall down,
And get back up again.
This is where the heart lies.
This is from above.
Love is this, this is love.
"Love is why we do it.
Love is worth the pain.
Love is why we fall down,
And get back up again.
Love is where the heart lies.
Love is from above.
Love is this, this is love."
I smiled as we hit our chords in sync, allowing them to hover in the air before stopping.
Edward spun around and pulled me into a hug, it was extremely awkward seeing as the guitar was between us and I laughed as he pulled back and glared at the, now offending, object. Slipping the strap over my head and placing it against the piano, I wrapped my arms around his neck and ducked my head under his chin.
"That was beautiful." A small voice captured my attention. I pulled away from Edward to see who it was.
A tiny girl sat perched on one of the stools in the classroom. She had obviously been on one of the macs before we had started playing.
I blushed from being heard and looking at Edward he seemed as if he'd be doing the same if it were possible. "Thank you," he replied, smiling at her.
Mr Alan made his presence known then and cleared his throat. "I take it you've found someone to do your group piece with, Bella."
So sorry this is late. I only started writting this chapter on last thursday or something. Maybe it was this thursday, I can't remember.
I'm recovering from a migrane right now, so I'm still under it's effects.
Big shout out to my beta caketin336 for beta'ring this chapter over night and introducing me to The Hunger Games. Amazing books, if you haven't read them, READ them. You'll be missing out if you don't.
Song as stated so kindly by Edward is: This=Love by The Script
I know this is the second song I've done by The Script and I don't like repeating things. But this song just HAD to go in here.
I've got a mountain of homework and a very special friend coming to visit my family this thursday so I might not be able to write for another week.
But I've got some ideas running around in my head, that just need to be written down.
Sorry for the delay, I'm trying me hardest to get it all done, but RL is my priority and this is a hobby. It's supposed to relax me, and it does.
But I don't get much time, sometimes.
I'll do my best, that's all I can give.
Thank you for reading.