Authors note; This, my friends, is my big jump. This, my friends, is the thing all of you have been waiting for. I literally peed myself in excitement when writing this. I will explain the time jump at the end, because I know some of you might not understand it. Hell, I didn't even understand it properly. .
Disclaiming: I found a carrot, that if it was not orange, but pink, it would look like Bella. At the moment she looks like an old lady who took too much vitamin A.
My Best Friend
Part Twenty-six.
My heart was hammering in my chest. This is the thing I hated most about my life. Being the new girl; the one person everyone stares at. And it's worse with Edward gripping my hand. I felt a small smile tug on my lips at the thought of how tightly he was holding my hand. He must be just about as nervous as me.
Another few points that made this matter worse, was that Edward was insanely gorgeous. I could practically see what the girls were thinking, and I knew he could tell that they were undressing him with their eyes. I felt sorry for him in several ways.
Another point is that I also had Alice on my other side. Also, like Edward, she was insanely gorgeous too. Frighteningly so.
Another factor was Alice's boyfriend. Jasper. Need I say it again? Yes, he too is insanely gorgeous.
Then there is Emmett. He was slightly behind us, distracted in many ways. He is gorgeous too, if you see past the huge muscles. His 'distraction' was Rosalie. Damn her with all my love. She is way past insanely gorgeous. If Edward was hot, then you could fry an egg on her ass. That is no understatement at all. Her skirt was so short you could get an egg up there too. Don't get me wrong, she is no slut; that is just the way she dresses. Like Alice, she dresses to impress, but in a different style. Me, on the other hand, I am a completely different story. If I had my way, I would be coming to school in old sweats and my holey t-shirt. Not that I would ever get my way.
My hand grew even tighter; I didn't even think such force was possible from me, as we entered the student reception. A nice lady was behind the counter, but we all stood behind the counter in a line, all behind Edward. He scowled at me as I hugged him from behind, concealing my face. Soon enough, he handed slips of paper and our timetables out to us. We walked out of the dingy reception, and stood for a brief moment to compare schedules.
First for me was biology. I then had trig, history, English and last drama. I internally groaned. I hated biology, history and trig.
Edward had biology, with me, sports, Spanish with Jasper, English with me, once again and finally business studies. A huge smile graced my face at the thought of having two classes with Edward today. I was bracing myself for the worst.
Alice had sports, trig with me, business, art and English. She was a bit miffed to find she was on her own in four lessons of the day, but she let it pass.
Jasper had English, business, Spanish with Edward, history and sports.
Emmett and Rose are years above us, so even if we had the same lessons, we were in different classes. Emmett had trig, sports, French, Physics and business studies. He was ready to talk to the receptionist again in order to get a class with Rose, but she silenced him with a heated kiss, and the rest of us averted our eyes, not wanting to intrude.
They would usually do that. Just kiss, because they can. They said they didn't need a reason. Alice and Jasper, on the other hand, left that kind of thing private. They preferred to have intimate moments without being watched.
I felt bad for them, as they didn't have one together, and would be completely alone every class. They would make friends easily, though. Rose had sports, mechanics, physics, trig, and then the poor girl had trig again. I will pray for her; I go crazy just at the thought of double trig. I might during the week, but I didn't want to get all worried, especially when I was just about to go into a completely new school, where everyone would be staring.
Alice was almost crying as we split for our first class. I hadn't let go of Edward's hand since he helped me out of the car. Some people would think that we were dating, but I didn't care; I needed Edward. I needed his hand in mine, or I would surely go insane.
Edward pulled me to the back of the desk, and I willingly followed, not really concentrating but just thinking. We sat down. I didn't even notice the clock tick away.
"Say here." Edward whispered to me.
"Here." I smiled at him. I said it just in time to when the professor asked my name. He had done that for me for years. He could see this look on my face, apparently. He called it my 'thinking face'. He would whisper me the answers and I trusted him completely. Even if he told me to say penis, I would still say it and know that it was right. He wouldn't tell me the wrong one. Even if he didn't know it, he would come up with something close, but these were very rare occasions.
I sat thinking about when I was younger. I could remember having a best friend apart from Edward, but I couldn't remember his name. I think it began with a G. Or a J. Jason? Joe? I really couldn't remember. The only best friend I really remembered was Edward. I remembered when we went on holiday together, a little while after my parents split. My whole bedroom wall is covered in photos, and 90 have one of the Cullen family in. They seem to be like an accessory, and they make every scene perfect, just by being there.
I also remember Alice dating a guy called Mike. She must have been what? 7? 8? I would have to ask her later. She never forgets anything.
"Say double helix."
"Double helix."
I remembered Jasper moaning at me, too. We had got back from the holiday, I think, and he wanted to go out with Alice, but she was still going out with Mike. I knew she didn't like Mike. Thinking about him now, vaguely remembering his face, I knew she would have never gone out with him because she liked him. Maybe as a friend, yet nothing more. Yet we were all a bit like that when we were younger. Dating was like holding hands, back then. Everyone talked about you being a couple, but they didn't really know what they were saying; they just repeated what their parents had said.
"Say roughly four million."
"Roughly four million."
I remembered when I was about eleven, Alice bugging me to go out with Edward. I remembered Alice saying that when I was twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen and this year. She was relentless. I told her that he didn't like me in that way, and she told me I was absurd. It was almost like a tradition; she would repeat the exact conversation every year, on my birthday. Rose, Alice and I would have a girly night on my birthday, and it would usually contain talk on the guys.
Rose and Emmett have been a couple since as long as I can remember, but it hasn't been peaches. They have been on an off until about two years ago, and that's when they really settled. About five years ago Rose really got her figure, and Emmett couldn't stand watching guys staring at her. She had moaned at him for acting more like her dad than her boyfriend, and it was this discussion that ignited an argument, and their split. They always took it so serious, both ending up in tears, but the rest of us knew they would just make up, usually within forty-eight hours. The longest time they had split up has been a week, of which I can remember. By the third day of being apart neither had left the house, and Emmett hadn't showered. Rose, on the other hand, actually liked not to stink like a zoo animal. Rose had eaten a tub of chocolate ice-cream a day, and watched 50 first dates at least thirty times. Emmett stayed in bed, watching every single CSI, eating nachos. By the end of the week Emmett looked like a psychopath; deep bags under his eyes, the same t-shirt on, but with newly formed holes, and smelled like he had no access, or didn't know what a shower was. Rose was only slightly better, with her second pair of jeans in the week, third over-sized top, and smelt a little of flowers. Her living room, on the other hand, not so good. Seven large tubs of chocolate ice-cream was now empty, and DVD's were lying everywhere, out of their cases. Her eyes were all read, as was her nose, and tissues lay everywhere. I thanked god that her parents were away. This was only about two or three years ago, and they have been solid ever since.
Alice and Jasper were together as soon as Alice and Mike split. And she must have been nine at that point. They are really private about their relationship, and have never had a huge argument. The closest they get to an argument before Jasper caves in usually consists of the following:
"Alice, I don't think we need to go shopping today."
"But… Jazz! There was this totally cute top that I saw last week but you said that we were meeting for lunch and so I didn't go and get it because I didn't want to be late meeting you an-"
"Okay Alice, we will go. Just no too long, okay?"
"Okay."
He has never learnt that her not too long is at least four hours. His not too long is… thirty minuets. Well, he is a man, right?
Authors note; So? What did you think?! I am seriously dying to know. I'm gonna explain the age thing now. Okay, so I remember never being able to keep anything for more than two years. So, Bella just lost interest in her diary, until she turned seventeen and started a new school. I have also been debating about the location and everything. I'm gonna say that they lived in Forks originally, but when the Cullen's were going to move, Renee decided to move too. Too many memories of Charlie etc. PLEASE PLEASEPLEASE Review! I need to know what you think or I am going to hyperventilate. Oh, and a little warning too, my updates will be slower now. I'm gonna go for once every two days. I would like twenty reviews please for next chapter . I'm not going to say I won't update unless I get twenty, its just something I would like, please, as you know I will update regardless.
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