My collarbone area was itchy.

I felt very itchy while I was sleeping, I tried to sleep, but still cannot. It's hard to sleep when you need to scratch really hard. I suspect it's a mosquito bite but its not, because I don't feel anything bumpy, the surface I was scratching hard was flat. Definitely flat

I decided not to sleep and check what's wrong with my skin. I quickly ran to the toilet to check myself throughout the mirror's reflection. As I turned on the light, there was something like some ink blob on the right side of an area between the collar bone and my chest. It was done in pale lightish blue, somehow reminded me of a tattoo. When did I do my tattoo? Did one of my friends draw on me while I was sleeping in some classes? However, the pattern of the tattoo thingy was fantastic; it was as if it was designed by a professional tattoo artist. Even though, it was mysteriously stuck on my skin, still I didn't mind about it. I pretty much liked it and I was thinking of having one long time ago.

Feeling satisfied of having a free tattoo, but still itchy, I used some cream which was supposed to prevent from itching. Feeling fine, I decided to go back to sleep. When I decided to yawn, I abruptly remembered something. I was supposed to revise my biology test for tomorrow. Shit.

I haven't done any revision and had totally forgotten about it.

I decided not to sleep but start revising from now on, thanks to my memory I was able to remember something! I went down to the kitchen first to get a cup of cold coffee and a cup of hot chocolate and go back to the room.

Around twenty minutes later, the damn same spot was itchy again.

Totally pissing off, the damn cream wasn't working; I am so going to complain to the company who produced that cream! I again went back to the toilet to collect the cream and again rubbed it against the same spot.

'Huh?'

Something was quite not right, within twenty minutes; the tattoo's color was getting darker, darker than the pervious time I had seen. Wasn't it supposed to be opposite way? What did the cream do to my skin? I figured I had to see my family doctor tomorrow who was currently working for Edward's father, in Mr. Cullen's hospital. I went back to the room, drinking the coffee, went on revising.

My heavy eyelids drifted up like the curtain and I started to rub my eyes. I had to clean the saliva, which was dripping off from the corner of my lips. Damn, to tell the truth, it was so boring, the revision that I ended up sleeping. I used the book as the pillow, which was very useful. I had to retie my hair, to make my hair neater, and I figured there was some time left for me to revise and decided to use the time efficiently. Then again, feeling worried, I looked back at my tattoo thingy.

'OMG,'

The tattoo became very clear and it gave out its color pretty strong as it was now royal blue.

******

'Did you draw this while I was sleeping?'

I had to make sure.

'Umm no and why would I draw it especially at that area?' as Jessica stared back at me with confusion.

As I looked back at Angela even though I knew she's a type of person who would never do it, Angela moved her head horizontally, giving a sign she didn't. I do believe in her more than Jessica. Then did this tattoo appear by itself?

I really needed to see the doctor later after school.

Somehow, I didn't feel much hungry as I usually do, especially this time, during this special snack time I love, I somehow didn't have no appetite. The tuck shop lady had been waiting for me for such a long time to pay the money as I was holding my favorite shrimp cocktail flavored chips.

'Are you paying?' the lady sounded so annoyed.

'Oh sorry,'

I quickly paid the money and followed behind Jessica and Angela who are now ditching me. Feeling not hungry I stuffed the chips inside the bag and ran between them, clinging both of my arms on each of their shoulders. Jessica stumbled and made a cat stare back at me and smiled,

'Idiot,'

It was nice to have close friends like Jessica and Angela. I looked back at my watch and the snack time was over. I had to breathe in and out, trying to calm myself down.

'Good luck on your biology test, Bella'

I had to go the biology lab before the test started which was going to begin within less than ten minutes.

I sat down, being slight tensed mostly about the lack of revision. I started to have regrets on not revising enough but slack off. I never used to be like this. I used to be social, happy normal girl, who also used to have a boyfriend. I used to prefer going out nearly everyday and chose not to look at computers and watch anime. I suddenly think like this when I get really nervous on the tests. I tucked my head between my arms, a way to calm myself down.

'Hey'

And someone tapped my shoulder. I couldn't see the person, as my head was tucked between my arms. Pulling my arms off I put my head up to see the person. It was very uncommon for someone in a biology class to ask me something. Because I suck at explaining things,

Then I felt the world around me had frozen instantly.

A pair of beautiful honey scotch eyes was staring back at me.

Edward.

He actually remembers me? Oh yes, I nearly forgot, Edward was supposed to be in my biology class. I must have suddenly forgotten at that second because of the test. But

Wow, I actually felt at this moment that the world is a bit different, warmer place.

'Oh, hey!'

I could see the tone of my voice obviously shocked.

'Oh yeah, thanks for the last time, and good luck with your bio test,' His eyes then made nice semi circled curves, he looked pretty cute. Obviously

Wait, did he actually come up to me, just to say hi?

That was very sweet of him

Damn why the heck am I so happy, and especially hyper because of him. He only said good luck to me for the biology test? He's just trying to be nice to me, that's all.

I scratched my hair, ruffling my hair in all directions. Mr. Kirby, then started to give out the test papers, I gulped, but somehow felt more comfortable more than usual times. I felt confidence and ready to do it.