Chapter 9: Ella Walker

Days went by, during which Ella didn't see the annoying vampire. Although she did see the others, who gave her the stink-eye.

The next Monday, it was snowing while Ella walked outside with Mike to get to the canteen. A snowball got Mike right on the back of his head. Ella dropped her bags immediately, and started to throw snow with military precision.

Then, she noticed that even the fantastic five weren't immune to the snow. They were involved in a heavy snow battle. But Ella noticed that the bronze haired creepy bastard was getting off way to easily. So, determent as she was, she made the biggest snow ball in the history of mankind, and threw it right between his eyes.

"GOTCHA!"

Her voice echoed across the school property. Mike even gave her a high five.

Maybe Forks wasn't so bad.

Or so she thought, before she noticed that Edward was giving her one of his weird brooding stares again.

Maybe she had made a mistake.

However, she just shrugged and followed Mike and Jessica to the canteen. She first grabbed some food (some strange salad) and went to sit down with the rest of the students.

"You got Edward Cullen right between the eyes! You should have seen the look on his face," said Mike proudly.

"He's looking at you," Jessica whispered excitedly.

Ella wasn't excited about that. Because she had Biology again after lunch. It was as if this whole entire story wanted her to get close to the sparkly bastard.

Unfortunately, they discovered the snow was gone when they walked to the Biology class. When they arrived, Edward was already sitting at their table. His expression was a little too friendly.

Whatever, Ella was just going to sit down and ignore him.

"Hello," said the sweetest, corniest voice imaginable.

She turned around. Cullen was looking at her like he was a brand-new person.

"You know, I liked you better when you were quiet."

"Then you shouldn't have hit me with that snowball." He tried to play it off with a sweet smile, but Ella could see he annoyance underneath.

"I'm Edward Cullen."

He was saying it like he was expecting some kind of reaction from her.

"You must be Ella Swan."

"Ella Walker," she corrected him.

He frowned. "But you're chief Swan's daughter, Isabella Swan."

"I see you're already stalking me. That's not my name."

Edward looked offended, but something about it seemed phony.

He was hiding the fact that she'd busted him.

"That's not true. Everyone talks about you, since you're the new girl in town."

She looked at him sideways. "And now you're trying to manipulate me into thinking that I am being overdramatic."

Edward was looking like he was constipated again.

Mr. Banner handed them some sheets, and parts of onions. Of which they had to determine the phase they were in.

Wonderful. Ella hadn't exactly paid attention to the Biology classes.

"Ladies first," Edward said with the sweetest smile, noticing her discomfort.

"I can go first if you want me to."

"I cAn gO fiRsT iF yOu wAnT mE tO," Ella said under her breath.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" Edward said charmingly.

"You go ahead," Ella responded, noticing the comfort of it all. If the chauvinistic prick was going to do this all day, she could just reap the rewards.

"I didn't have Biology at my old school."

In five minutes, they, or rather, Edward, had managed to successfully name all the phases an onion could possibly grow into.

"It's a shame the snow is gone, isn't it?"

The sparkly vampire was still trying to make small talk.

"It is. I got you good during recess."

"If you like the snow so much, why didn't you come live here before?"

Was he seriously trying to have the exact same conversation as he had with Bella in the book?

"I actually didn't wanna live here. I was… forced into it."

She looked at him accusingly.

"Why do you feel that way?"

He was staring at her rather intently again. Ella liked herself, a lot. But this was just getting excessive.

"You seem to dismiss my statement as a feeling, rather than a fact. Is that because I'm a woman?" She said sweetly.

"You just seem to be the sensitive type," he said calmly.

She looked at the clock. How much time before the next class was about to begin?

"I'm not the sensitive type, you're just the prying type. And it's getting on my nerves. Why do you bother with all these weird questions?"

"That's a very good question," he muttered.

He was talking to her as if she actually was Bella.

And she wasn't having it.

"Look, let's just make Biology bearable for the both of us. You refrain from asking me annoying questions during class. And I'll save you the humiliation of getting hit by a snowball between the eyes ever again."

The bloodsucker smiled, and his perfect white teeth were showing as if it was a Colgate commercial.

"On one condition. Is your name even Isabella, according to you?"

According to you.

Ella's hand whipped out in a skilled punch before she even had time to process what he had just said. But she wasn't prepared for the pain in her knuckles. It felt like she had just hit a rock.

"Jesus fucking Christ!"

Of course, the entire class was staring at her now. Including the Biology teacher.

One minute later she was sent out of class, with the possibility of getting suspended.

Edward merrily trailed after her, like a disease she couldn't get rid off.

"Is your name Isablla?"

Ella was still nursing her hand.

"Maybe we should get you an ice-pack from the school nurse before we go to the principal."

Her hand was starting to get really blue.

"I don't need a bloody ice-pack! I need you to leave me the hell alone."

Edward still looked at her like she was an innocent being.

"But you seem to get in all sorts of trouble."

"I HAVE A BLUE HAND BECAUSE OF YOU."

Edward frowned, but still didn't go away.

"If I tell you my name, will you stop annoying me?"

He immediately beamed.

"I can't promise, but I'll do my best to try."

She sighed as if she was a hundred years old.

"My name is Eleanor."