Chp.3

I woke up the next moroning at 4 o' clock. I was not looking forward to that day; I didnt want to be in public. My eighth grade teacher told me you could live your life two ways; A safe life: in which you can live your whole life safe, but never get to meet the people that could change your life forever. Or you could live the trusting life: in which some people will take advantages of you, but you will find those people to change your life. I chose the trusting life. I trusted people with all my might. But they only seemed to let me down. As you remeber, I met Edward that fatefull day in Best Buy. I should have known I would see him agian. As everyone says, fate has a funny way of showing itself.

CRAP! I had 2 hours to get ready for college. I threw on my Black tanktop and Skinny jeans, with my Doc maritons. I ran out the door with my bag, throwing on my glasses and pulling my hair up.

I got to the college and saw no parking spaces but one: next to a silver volvo. I jumped out and ran into my first class: English. I was 20 minutes early so I pulled out my Ipod and Wuthering Heights and started to sing along to the song 'Im fake' by the Used. I was in the middle of singing the chorus when I felt a tap on my shoulder, I flew out of my seat and almost hit the floor when I felt two arms wrap around me. I opened my eys and saw two green eyes stairing at me My breath caught and he put me in a upright postion. I blushed...I never had a guy put his arms around me since Jak-- it hurt to much to say his name

"T-Thanks, Edwards was it?"

He chuckled, "you remebered my name?"

"Ya, you were the only one I talked to in days." I added the end quietly to myself. He stared at me with pity.

"I dont want pity. Your eyes are the only thing that made me admit it." He looked confused.

"What?"

"You dazzle the truth out of people with your eyes." He smirked.

"Do I dazzle you?"

"Yup." He laughed and walked to the front board and started writing on it. People had taken their seats and I ran, nervous, up to Edward.

"Edward! The teacher is going to kill you if he sees you!" I whispered loudly.

He smirked and said out loud, "Class, I am your English teacher, Mr. Cullen,"

I Blushed in understanding and walked back to my seat with my head in my hands. That was embaressing. I grabbed my book and sat in my seat. My face was a tomato.

"We will be going through any of your questions today. No Homework." The class cheered and smacked hands with one another.

"Mr. Cullen?" A girl with huge boobs, squishing them together when she leaned over was trying to pull off a seductive vioce, it wasnt working. "Can we write a esay about the September 11 attacks? I will get an A on that! My friend was a few blocks from it and she had to run in her high heels!! Isnt that horrible!!" I was silent. I could never right a report on...that. Everytime I thought about, it, I would think of the terror on Jakes face, the planes bursting in the of-- I was hardly breathing, the lump in my throat grew. I ran out of the classroom and Burst into tears in the parking lot. I slid down the side of my car and sat there crying. I faintly remember Edward coming and putting his arms around me. I want Jake!! NOT HIM!! NOT MY TEACHER! JAKE!

"Why did he have to go!!!" I said in a faint hurt vioce

"shh, it will be okay. You have me to talk to, if you ever need someone to talk to." He cooed

"I want Jake." I whined.

"I know Bells, I know." He kissed my forehead before he hummed me a lullaby and I fell asleep in his arms.

AN: I am making a One shot for 'jacob is better than Edward.' it will be a JxB. I dont liek teh combination, but I will make it just for her! oh and the chppi is dedicated to chichistar for being the first reviewer.