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I didn't start school again for a week while a recuperated. Which was silly. I was able to walk around fine… as fine as I can walk. But it was actually easier to walk with the crutches because I knew I couldn't fall. And I regenerate faster than anybody I know. For instance, my mom and I were having a race to Phil's house one time when they were still dating and we both fell and scraped our knees. My scar held in two days while hers lasted for almost two weeks! Maybe it was just because she was older, but I highly doubt it seeing as how she is only 19 years older than me. Many things like that have happened. So I was pretty confident that my bones would heal together in half the estimated time. Even though hurt was attracted to me doesn't mean that it had to last long.
Waiting a week for me to go back to school was so boring. I was anxious when the time of school ended on Monday. I remembered Carlisle saying that Edward would bring my homework by. I shivered just thinking his name. Not because I was scared. No I got over that. It was because I know how much hurt I've done. To him and to me. The creepy emptiness was back in my heart, like it was when Edward left, but there was also hope. Hope that I could work things out.
So all week I devised a plan in my mind on how to get Edward back. Even if just a friend, I needed him in my life somehow. But I figured there was two ways that he would come back to me or accept me. He knew that I was on to something about him and his family so he would keep an eye out if I were watching them and whatnot. So I figured I would have to show him that I didn't care about their exclusiveness and their oddness. I was forming idea's how, but I'm not going to spoil the fun!
The second was, he likes me. I don't know why but he does, so my second idea was to keep him at bay and drive him crazy with mysteries. I wasn't exactly sure how to do this but I had a feeling this part really wasn't up to me.
There was also pleading but I don't think that's going to help. That was too desperate. Not my personality. But it was an option and I didn't overlook it too quickly.
I was nervous of going back to school. He would hate me. He would ignore me like I didn't exist. Or worse he would be nice to me and try to be polite. If he did that I think I would have to crawl on my knees and beg him to take me back. "He never had me to begin with… but whatever floats the boat." – Yes he did…. He had me at 'Hello'.
What I dreaded most was going to the hospital for check-ups. I had only one this week and calling it awkward was an understatement. Dr. Cullen acted to distant. Not like he usually was. He was always polite and kind. He still was polite. But it was forced. He still was compassionate but he held himself back.
"What had I done? What was the extent of the damage I caused in that short car ride?"
Dr. Carlisle said that I was healing remarkably fast and that I would probably be out of this bulky cast in three to four weeks instead of the usual five to six.
Angela and Jessica were the ones to give me my homework. Then we would hang out for a while and study together. I'm glad they stayed longer than necessary, it the boringness continued I might just have to upgrade our cable plan so if could have HBO. Soap Operas are ridicules and stupid.
Most of the time I cleaned. Cleaning was a good way to pass the time. It was a little hard to get in the corners because of my war wounds… but I managed without breaking my other leg.
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-Tomorrow I start school. - I thought as I fell asleep with my casted leg hanging out.
It started like a normal school day. But as I went from class to class I heard whispering about me. "Ugh." A few people came up to me and said they hoped I would get better soon and then asked if they could do anything for me. It was mainly the guys who would ask that. Tyler came up to me and he looked so guilty when he saw my cast that I cut him off before he could get his apology out.
"Tyler, I'm fine. It isn't your fault. Don't beat yourself up. It won't do you any good." I turned and headed for Lunch. Tyler only had some bruises; the only thing that got messed up bad was his and Alex's car. Alex broke a nose but other than that no harm done…
Lunch. I quivered. I would see Edward. I wanted to, I wanted to see Edward so bad to know that this world is worth living in it, but then again. I dreaded seeing him in Lunch. What would I see? I didn't want to think about it. I was sticking to this new plan. No matter what. Even if Edward wasn't even there, I was sticking with what I had devised, which so far was going exactly how I wanted it to.
When I walked into the cafeteria I forced myself not to look at the Cullen table. It was hard, but I managed it. I walked with Angela to get my food. I couldn't get it by myself because of my crutches so I would pick out what I wanted and Angela would get it for me. I stepped up to the buffet to see what they had and sure enough, - Doump-, I hit my head on the spit shield just like any other day. I laughed at the normalcy of it. My clumsiness would follow me into the depths of the Verona Pestra cave in Europe if I did.
Ang and I sat down at our usual table waiting on Jessica and the rest of the crew. I angled myself so that my back was facing where the Cullens normally sat. I saw my new human friends walk in and stood up to greet them.
"Bella!" Mike shouted though there was no need. It actually hurt my sensitive ears. "Your back! How are you?" He was about to give me a big hug but Jessica stopped him. She had a jealous look about her and said, "Bella's ribs are broken. You don't want to hurt her do you?"
I smiled. "Actually my ribs are already healed." And I opened my arms for Mike to hug me.
"Ew! He stinks. This is very awkward." I didn't want to make Jess mad but I was hoping that Edward was watching or hearing and it might make him jealous. I know very school-girly but I had to try.
"So are you okay?"
"Yeah, when we saw those cars hit we thought that was going to be it but then that… thing was in the air and oh my gosh! We thought you were dead!"
"I know! How did it feel? I couldn't stop crying! You were just laying there…"
"No ones been that beat up before in Forks before…"
"I had a cast once."
"Yea, but you fell out of a eight foot tree its not the same."
"Bella do you want anything?"
"Oh, here you can have my lunch."
"And… then the glass broke and no one knew what to do. We all thought you were dead. You weren't even breathing!"
"The grill was on top of you and it took three teachers to get it off you. Oh. It was sooo awful. Your leg was all… twisted and in a way it shouldn't' be and blood was everywhere!"
"Oh I know! We all thought you were dead. By the amount of blood you lost we were sure you were a goner. And then-"
"ENOUGH!" I shouted above the voices. " It's cool you all care about me but come on! I know you have been talking about me all week so I don't see any reason you should have to do so in front of me. I'm a klutz and as a klutz I hate being in the center of attention. This is the exact thing I hate." I took a deep breath and said calmly. "I have a lot of work to catch up on so I think I'll sit at an empty table and get some work done." I looked at the food in front of me. "I'm not even hungry anymore." I said more to myself. "Ils veulent seulement le meilleur pour moi que je connais mais je ne peux pas le prendre en ce moment. Je suis dans une mauvaise humeur." I spoke in French hardly knowing that I said it in a different language. When I was younger my mom took us to France every summer for a couple of weeks. Since I was young I learned it quickly and it always stuck.
"What?" I heard Jess say. I giggled. "What… was that French?"
"Yup. I said that I knew you guys cared for me but I couldn't take it right now. I'm in a bad mood."
"You can speak French/" Mike said flabbergasted. When I nodded he asked if I could say something else in French.
I turned to Mike with an evil grin. I looked him straight in the eye. "Vous êtes le garçon le plus irritant que j'ai jamais la met. Vous me suivez autour sans but. Vous êtes cancre, et ne pouvez pas prendre un conseil. Vous me rappelez également un chien avec votre queue remuant. essuyez cette grimace stupide outre de votre visage vous nincompoop." Translation: You are the most irritating boy I have ever met. You follow me around aimlessly. You are dunce, and cannot take a hint. You also remind me of a dog with your tail wagging. Wipe that stupid grin off your face you nincompoop.
"That was cool! It sounded so awesome! What did you say?" Mike thought I said something nice and pretty.
I grinned and stole a glance at the Cullen table. All of them were holding their stomachs and covering their mouths, trying not to laugh. I smiled and turned back to Mike. "I said I better find an empty table because I have work to do… alone." I turned around trying to see a table that was suitable. I found one. It was perfect! Only one table away from the Cullens. Everything was going according to my ideas.
I waddled over to it. Keeping my glances at other tables casual. I peeked at the Cullen table being nonchalant. All of them had their heads down avoiding me I guess. Jasper's eyes caught mine and he looked accusing and disgusted. I kept walking pretending my eyesight was like everyone else's and couldn't see the emotion in his eyes.
When I got to my table I brought out my books and set the alarm on my watch. When I get focused on my books it's hard to get back to reality.
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Beep! Beep!
My watched reminded me that it was time to go to class. I was proud of myself. I had done a lot of work but that wasn't why I was grinning. I was proud of myself because I never once looked at the Cullens even though they were basically right in front of me.
I wanted to show them that even though I had the perfect opportunity to look them up and down I wouldn't. I didn't care. I already knew their secret but I figured I should gain their trust before I let them know that. It would be easier that way to go back to normal.
I limped into Biology and sat in my seat next to Edward. He wasn't looking at me. I couldn't blame him. My heart fell as I saw descried the emotion on his face. It was… empty. Like he was just blocking out everything and trying to patch up a wound. I wanted to fix him. But he had to let me and I feared that was impossibility.
"Hello Edward." I said. Trying to be polite. I wanted to hear him talk to me at least for a little while. I knew that I wasn't even starting to build our relationship from the beginning. I was in the negative. I knew it was going to go slow but I would get there eventually right? It is my destiny. So I can't be denied.
He tilted his head and nodded, still not looking at me.
I wanted to cry. "I can't believe I screwed things up so bad!" I just started at him and at all his emotions. I saw anger. But I believe that was at himself. Then sadness. Guilt, pain, jealousy, and then blank. I couldn't take it. I knew it was too early to say something to him right now so this was going to be a long hour.
At the end of class I sighed in relief. It was painful sitting next to him finally knowing how much my words had hurt him and not being able to do anything.
He surprised me by turning to me and said, "I didn't know you could speak French." He paused. "Je suis d'accord avec toi sur deux choses. Mike ne peut pas prendre un conseil et cela il est dangereux si nous sommes ensemble plus que nécessaires." His face was distruaght and he barley got out the last words. "Au revoir Bella." At that he ran out of the room. Translation: I agree with you on two things. Mike can't take a hint and that it is dangerous if we're together anymore than necessary." "Good-bye Bella."
I just sat there not knowing what to do. I could fell the tears gathering in my eyes so I ran out of the room and into the girl's bathroom. I remembered I had a not that said I couldn't participate in gym and I was free to go home. I walked to gym slowly dabbing my eyes. I handed the coach my slip and headed to my car.
It was going to be harder than I thought to get Edward back. But I had to and nothing was going to stop me. What ever it takes.
AN: Okay review! What do you think! I know it's going slow, I can't figure out how not to go at this pace. Anyway. Contructive critisism is welcome! I love them reviews! I'll try and the the next chapter up as early as possible, it may be tonight, it may not.