Previously...
"May I join you", I heard a voice say five minutes into my book
It was Edward.
Suddenly, I can't speak. I have no idea what to say. Being seated here and not speaking to him while he waits for an answer, I must look like a complete idiot.
I finally say, "Umm.. sure.".
He sits next to me. As he smiles at me, I return the smile. To give him my full attention, I put my book away.
"What are you doing over here by yourself", he asks.
My gaze flits to the table where I always sit with Angela and everyone else and I notice all eyes are on Edward and me. Mike's included. It's obvious he's upset. Looking down at my hands, I quickly take a breath.
Living slightly, I said, "I decided to be by myself today for lunch.".
A look of deep thought fills his face. Then he turns his gaze to Mike's table. Does he know what's going on with Mike? There's no way he can. Can he? He didn't witness anything with Mike, right?
"Do you want me to leave", he asks, jerking me out of my thoughts.
I smile at him.
"No. It's nice to have some company", I say.
In return, he smiles. I don't believe that the smile is sincere. There is a sense of worry on his face.
"Are you all right", he asks.
"Yeah I'm fine", I answer.
Nodding his head, he changes the subject without seeming to believe me.
"Alice constantly asks if you will accompany her on a shopping trip", he answers.
Shopping? The idea of shopping doesn't appeal to me.
"Yeah, I'm not a big fan of shopping", I admit.
A little giggle escapes him.
"She won't stop asking until you go on at least one trip".
I contemplate the idea of going shopping with Alice for a few seconds. I feel that she has a very good sense of fashion, which will make the shopping trip last hours.
"I'll give it some thought", I reply.
I can't help but feel like someone is watching me. As I turn around, I see Mike staring at me. A furious look is on his face. I glance back at the table. Anxiety is quickly engulfing me.
"Erm, I have to go. I'm sorry", I say quickly standing from the table and walking to the nearest exit.
My breathing is choppy as I run to my truck. Having gotten my breath back, I checked my watch. It was just about time for the bell to ring. To avoid facing Mike at biology today I wanted to go home early again, but I knew I could not do that every day. My aversion to biology was also based on another reason. Edward. I was rude to him when I walked out at lunch. Realizing that sooner or later I would have to face it, I exited my truck and headed to biology.
Once I was outside the door I stood in my place and prepared for entering. In the way in which I left him at lunch, I didn't want Edward to be angry with me, and I didn't want to face Mike again. I felt someone's arm grab me roughly as I made my way into the room. I turned to face them. It was Mike.
"What did I tell you. You are not to speak to Cullen again. If you do, then I will hurt you", he warned.
The fear of speaking prevented me from uttering a word. A smile appeared on his face as he entered the class. I froze instantly. My feet were numb. All of a sudden, all was still. My hands began to shake. I finally forced myself to come out of the trance and put my hands in my pocket before heading into class. After a few minutes seated in my seat, Edward entered. I looked down at the table as he took his seat. My guilt kept me from looking at him, and if I did, I might talk to him, and that was not possible. I was not allowed to do that. I felt his worry as he fixed his eyes on me. As the second bell went off, the teacher approached the classroom. He immediately focused his attention on his whiteboard, where he scribbled the agenda for today. I could feel my face go white once I learned what we had to do today. There was going to be a dissection of frogs. I hated doing this experiment as much as I hated blood typing. The teacher began handing out the frogs and scalpels.
As soon as he made his way to my table, I said, "Sir, I'm not feeling so well, may I be excused.".
"Oh, of course, you do look very pale. Edward would you mind taking Bella to the nurse", he asked.
As I glanced over at Edward, I mentally kicked myself. It was a bad idea. I'm not supposed to speak to him. A little smile appeared on Edward's face as he looked worried.
"No problem", he politely replied.
Grabbing my bag, I slowly stood from my seat. I noticed the fury in Mike's eyes before leaving the room. While walking down the hall, we both remained silent. I didn't know what to say to him. Since Mike won't know if I spoke to him, and Edward couldn't have told the teacher any because it would have been rude, this wasn't my fault. Dizziness began to set in.
"Would it be ok if we sit for five minutes," I asked, holding onto the window ledge?
"Of course", he replied.
He is so polite. He must hate me. At lunch, I was so rude. It's not like me. As we sat on the window ledge, I put my head in my hands and leaned forward.
"Are you okay", he asked, placing his hand on my shoulder.
A nod of the head was all I could muster. After a few seconds, I was able to lift my head and encouraged myself to look at him.
"I'm okay, but I'm not a fan of dissecting", I said, forcing a smile.
With a bit more effort, he returned the smile.
'I am too, so you are not alone,' he said.
In a surprise, I tilted my head to the side as I looked at him.
"What", he said as his smile widened.
I looked at my hands, as I always do when I'm nervous. I don't know why I'm anxious right now, I just am.
"I just wouldn't picture you hating that kind of stuff, no offense", I explained.
A slow nod came from him.
'Is that a bad thing,' he said.
"No... It's... I don't know what it is", I said.
I joined him in laughing at my statement. I have never felt more comfortable than I do right now. It's nice.
"I have a question", he said.
"Okay, shoot", I replied without considering what his question might be.
"Where did you disappear at lunch", he asked.
I froze.
