When Bella and I met back up in our final class she seemed to be thinking over something. It was fairly easy to know when she was thinking about anything intently, her brows would furrow as she grew deeper in her thoughts.
We had gotten lucky today, Coach Clapp assigned both of us our uniforms but we were lucky enough not to need to dress out for today. So, we spent our time sitting on the bleachers as we waited for the school day to come to an end.
"Alright," I turned to her on the seat, the hard plastic scuffing as I did," I already know something is up, Bells. You might as well spit it out at this point."
She snapped out of her trance and looked over at me, "Honestly, I don't know. Do you remember that family from lunch?" She asked.
"The slightly intimidating models?" I jokingly ask," Yeah, what about them?"
Bella seemed to hesitate before she finally spoke," The youngest, Edward, sits beside me in Biology."
I quirked a brow up as she spoke, "Don't tell me he left you dazzled?" I asked lightly teasing her.
"No, he actually tried to sit as far from me as physically possible," She looked away for a moment before looking back to me, " If looks could kill, I would be beyond dead."
She seemed genuinely frustrated over it, but it wasn't that surprising considering just like everyone else she'd stared at him as if he were somehow different from others. It didn't seem unusual to want to distance yourself from people who would act that way.
" It might just be how you treated him?" I suggested, "I mean you did kind of stare at him like he was some kind of alien."
Her eyes widened in surprise, " I honestly didn't really think about it that way, Soph." She sighed leaning back against the seat in the row behind us. "I'll have to talk to him the next time I see him and clear it up."
Coach Clapp blew the whistle and the students rushed out to the lockers to go and change. I sighed shaking my head as I stood and stretched out.
I turned back around and looked down at her, "I'm just saying that might," I put extra emphasis on the word 'might', "be the problem. He might just not like you, it's not that big of a deal if he doesn't."
I shrugged it off, "Now come on and get up. The sooner we're ready the sooner we can actually get out of here."
She nodded and sat up before gathering her stuff together making sure to bundle up her uniform in the process and shove it into her bag.
Just as she finished the final bell rang releasing us from the class, the gym flooded with students who had finished changing. We followed the flow of the crow before making our way out to the office we had entered at the beginning of the school day.
As we entered the office the first thing I noticed was the boy leaning against the counter, the tousled bronze colored hair immediately cluing me in on who it was. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Bella turn and I grabbed her by the arm before she could make a run for it.
From where we stood it was easy to hear the argument between him and the lady at the desk, from the sounds of it he was trying to switch out of his biology class. I took a quick peek over to Bella who had obviously heard the same as I had.
"Douche," I said under my breath shaking my head, if he had a problem with her that bad then he should have at least tried to talk to her about it.
The door behind us opened again, a light breeze blew into the room rustling the papers as well a lightly blowing Bella's hair. The girl who entered made her way to the desk deposited a slip of paper before making her way out of the office. It seemed fine enough, but Edward's back had tensed as he slowly turned around, his eyes seemed to pierce through Bella. Out of instinct I discretely placed myself in front of her, glaring back at him despite my shaking hands. Bella had frozen in fear until I stepped in front of her, his eyes stayed focused on us for a second before he turned back to the receptionist.
"Never mind, then," he said hastily in a voice like velvet. "I can see that it's impossible. Thank you so much for your help." And he turned on his heel without another look in our direction and disappeared out the door.
After he left, we approached the desk and the woman asked us both how our day had gone to which Bella replied with a simple yet obviously strained, "It was fine."
The woman clearly did not believe her one bit but did not question it at despite this.
After we handled our papers Bella was quick to leave and get to the truck, her face flooding with relief as the monster came into sight.
"I don't think it had anything to do with my staring at him." She said not turning around as she opened the truck door and threw in her bag.
"Did you stab the guy or something?" I asked half joking as she got into the truck.
"That's twice today I've been asked that and the answer is no, I did not stab him." She snapped back at me as she climbed into her truck, slamming the door in the process.
"Bella, it's not that big of a deal. He's just being a jerk, nothing more. You and I both know that we've dealt with people with worse attitude issues back in Arizona than him." I said as she began to pull out of her parking spot.
"I am going to speak to him tomorrow and clear this up, okay?" She said not giving me a chance to reply as her she quickly drove away, well as quick as that beast would allow her to go anyways.
I shook my head as my eyes followed the truck out of the parking lot. She needed to think about things before getting pissed off, that boy had something behind his look that was beyond being simply pissed off. He looked ready to destroy her right there.
"I'm going to have to keep an eye on the both of them from now on," I sighed turning around and heading to the driver's side fo my car.
The next day was interesting, to say the least, Bella was visibly miserable. It was hard knowing that she was this depressed while being here. I felt bad knowing there wasn't too much I could do about it.
She seemed to be looking for a certain Cullen for the most of the day, during lunch her eyes would continuously dart across the room to the Cullen's table in search of him.
Mike had directed us to his table to which had very obviously made Jessica's day, but Bella remained distracted despite my efforts to pull her into the conversations at the table.
As our lunch came to an end Bella began to slowly relax, her eyes moving from the Cullen's table as the bell rang. She left with Mike who honestly looked almost like a puppy trying to get her attention as they walked away. I shook my head in the direction of their backs as I made my way to the trash can to toss my tray and the remaining fries on it away.
Just as I turned to leave I bumped into something equivalent to a wall and looked up startled. One of the Cullens was looking down at me, he lip twitched up in disgust as she looked at me. It was the blonde one, I wracked my brain for her name and it came to me almost immediately, "Rosalie?" I said aloud, it comes out as a question.
"Sorry about that, I really should've paid more attention." I continued to speak as she just stared at me.
"Okay," I dragged the word out, " I'm Sophia Swan." I held my hand out to her which she stared at before letting out a small sigh and reaching out with one hand to grip my own while her other hand held her tray which was still full of food, none of it having been touched at all from the looks of it. Her hand was ice cold, but despite this, I held back a flinch from the touch.
"Rosalie Hale, now, can I toss this?" She asked gently lifting the tray as she released my hand.
I nodded quickly moving out of her way as she moved forward with the same grace her sister showed just yesterday.
"We have French together, right?" I asked, I already knew the answer though, it would be difficult to miss one of them at all. They had a way of standing out, even in a crowd.
"Yes, we do." She said turning around to face me, just as gracefully as before.
From the tone of her voice, I could tell she was growing irritated and decided to end the conversation, "Alright, well I guess we should hurry and go if we want to get to class on time." I said reaching up and rubbing the back of my neck beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable under her gaze.
She nodded before brushing past me and making her way to our class. She had been just in front of me as we made our way, but as I looked away for just a second and looked back up she was already gone. When I finally reached the classroom she was sitting in the back corner with one of the other Cullen kids, he was one of the older boys, the one who looked the most like his sister who sat alongside him. His hair was a light blonde and his skin just as pale as his siblings.
As I examined the two, he looked up as though he felt my eyes on them. My breath hitched as our eyes connected, his eyes were pitch black, the color consumed by the darkness. His eyes seemed to pierce through me, their gaze never wavering. His face was tensed up, not in any hostile way, but rather in confusion. He kept his gaze locked onto me before Rosalie looked up as well, her eyes widened slightly before they returned to their normal size. She grabbed her brother's arm and his head snapped towards her. I couldn't hear what they were saying but their lips were moving fast, judging by how he reacted it was easy to see that he was not pleased by whatever she was saying.
After a moment they both stood and made their way to the teacher's desk and there was a quick exchange which I tried my best to listen to.
Rosalie had leaned forward towards the teacher, her blonde hair fell over her shoulders in waves," Jasper isn't feeling well, could you excuse us both so that I can drive him back home?" Her voice seemed to have a bell like chime to it.
"Jasper," I spoke his name under my breath, not quite audible enough to be heard by anyone near me and yet his head turned towards me as though he had heard my voice.
His face was tensed, his eyes filled with something I had never seen before and yet it struck fear into me instantly. His eyes held a wildness that paralyzed me in my spot.
Before anything further could happen Rosalie grabbed his arm, her eyes pierced through me before she dragged him out of the room.
"I guess I can understand why Bella's feather got all ruffled yesterday." I muttered shaking my head as I waited fro class to begin.
The class had pass by quickly and before I knew it the bell had rang and sound of students packing away their materials as well as leaving filled the room. I quickly grabbed my bag and made way out of the classroom and headed to my the gym to join Bella.
Bella couldn't avoid having to participate in the class today and the kids in the class quickly realized she was a hazard to be around on the volleyball court, especially after she took out one of our players as she frantically hit a ball she couldn't dodge. The class went by rather quickly, full of kids avoiding giving Bella the ball and me poking fun at her for the incident.
By the end of the day, Bella's face was completely a unique color of pink and would give me the evil eye whenever I tried to make a joke about her earlier incident in class.
She was quick to get into her truck and leave while I took my time getting into my car. The events of the day sped through my head. Dark eyes were the first to come to mind and the memory of pure fear. I shook my head trying to clear away my thoughts before starting the car and pulling out of the parking spot.