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I knew it seemed cliché to say that the book didn't do any justice to their looks. But damn if it wasn't true! I didn't even say they were beautiful because that was a low word to describe what I thought of them. They were perfect, flawless, wonderful, ideal… any word describing them wouldn't be enough.
They sat there, with looks of boredom on their faces, a look that clearly stated that they had already seen it all, and didn't expect to see much more. They all sat huddled together, a position that clearly meant that outsiders weren't welcome, at least by a few of the group. They seemed to be talking among themselves, even though their lips weren't moving--no correction--they were probably moving, I just couldn't see it with my human eyes.
After a few seconds of being dazzled by their beauty I soon found out that there were only four of them. Four, not five. That means no Edward. He wasn't there… the whole point of being stuck in this dangerous world was seeing him. I didn't even care if he didn't know me, I just wished that I could meet my biggest obsession in the world.
I decided that freaking out wouldn't help at all, maybe he was just late or something. So I decided to continue staring. I sounded like a stalker, but what else would you do if you found out that the people you've been obsessed with for over two years were to become real. Freak out! And that was exactly what I was doing.
Damn my stupid brain wasn't cooperating, I really hoped that Alice's and Jasper's gifts didn't work on me, or else I was in some serious shit.
"Are you ok?" said a voice near me, I looked around and noticed that Bella was the one talking to me.
I just nodded. "Oh ok then, it's just that you looked kind of freaked out…"
"Oh sorry I was just remembering something" I smiled at her, but she gave me a weird look, I decided to let it slide and just pretend like she didn't do anything. I never really liked Bella from the book, she was whiny, way too shy to the point of seeming fake and just too perfect to be true, I didn't think a true teenager was like that. Sure, some people are just really nice, but nobody is ever perfect.
I saw my clock and decided to leave early since I still had 15 minutes left and needed to calm down about the whole Cullen-Bella incident. I said bye to the people at my table, and got up. I had a problem though: in order to leave, I needed to walk by the Cullen's table. Well if I don't do it now, then I'll never do it. I continued to walk like nothing ever happened, and right as I was passing by their table, Alice looked up. She saw me and smiled, I smiled back, happy that at least one Cullen didn't hate me. That was weird, but nonetheless exciting.
I was walking aimlessly down the hall, just remembering how this day turned out to be extremely strange/exciting/unreal-.I knew I seemed calm but tonight when I arrived home I was probably going to freak out. How the hell did I end up in a school with characters in a book? Maybe it was just a coincidence, no…but wait…where they actually vampires? I hadn't thought about that, I knew vampires weren't real… right?
Of three things I was positive about:
There were Twilight characters in my high school.
The Cullens were probably true-sucking blood vampires.
I was definitely going mad
After I had my epiphany I remembered that I needed to get my new notebooks for the other classes, and leave the ones I had already used, so I headed to my locker. Some people were still on the hallways, chatting away and laughing, it seemed like they were really happy, with no worries and just satisfied with what they had. That wasn't my case; I was, for one thing, going crazy in the Twilight world and for another always negative and saw the worst side of things. Like right now for example, I already thought Bella hated me, the truth was I didn't care, but I was still shocked that she hated me and she didn't even know me, damn! Must be my charm working—note the sarcasm. I was probably in for another two years of hell.
When I finally arrived to my locker I noticed the halls were getting crowded, I had probably spent too much time thinking about my issues; so I just gathered my things really quickly and headed to class, I saw in my schedule that I had Spanish next, smirking I headed to class. This was going to be an easy class, hell I probably speak better than the teacher herself, not that I was being stuck up, but it was just the truth, Spanish was after all my first language.
On my way to class, I bumped into someone, who as a result dropped all their things. Do to his looks, I identified him as a freshman boy, so I just helped him gather all his stuff and apologized. The second bell rang, and I hurried my pace, I was going to be late on my first freaking day… awesome.
I arrived to class when the teacher had already started her lecture, so I just knocked on the door to make my presence known and told her as quiet as I could that I had a little accident on the hallway. She dismissed me and told me it was ok, probably because I was a new student. She signed my slip and told me to seat next to Mr. Hale… uh oh. I looked around and my eyes were met by those of the blonde vampire. This was definitely going to be an interesting class.
I hurriedly went to sit down, and took out my notebook, I probably didn't need to take any notes in this class, but I didn't want to look like a smartass, so I just pretended to take careful notes, while instead I was doodling on my notebook; on my peripheral view I saw that Jasper was looking at me with a curious expression on his face. He seemed unaffected by my scent, which was great, since he was considered the weakest link of the family. While I was pondering the why of Jasper's lack of appetite for me, the teacher decided to make her presence known.
"Entonces Ana, ya que parece que estas prestando tanta atención en mi clase, cuál sería el pasado del verbo observar"
The teacher looked smug, she probably thought I didn't know what "observar" meant much less how to conjugate the verb. I just smiled politely and told her the answer:
"Yo observe, tu observaste, el o ella observó, nosotros observamos, ellos observaron, ustedes observaron"
The teacher was positively shocked. "Excelente! Parece que Ana ha estudiado sus verbos y excelente pronunciación, muy bien Ana!"
I just smiled and tried to cover from every face that was watching me, crap! that was so not the point in answering right.
I turned slightly to my right and noticed that Jasper was still watching me intently, so I just decided to watch him too, I had always like his character, and he always seemed to be holding himself back because of his thirst, but since that didn't seem to be a problem with me, I decided to end the staring contest right there.
"Can I help you?" I asked politely
"Umm no, sorry I just noticed that you sound like a native speaking Spanish" his voice was velvety, smooth and swift.
"Ohh, that's probably because I am a native"
"Where are you from?"
"Chile"
"Oh"
And that was pretty much it. Ok then, that was odd, but I guessed that was just how Jasper was: a man of a few words.
I was still shocked that he had talked to me, I mean he never talked to anyone outside his family or any other vampires, so I guessed that was a first, he probably hadn't even talked to a human since school had started. I was also wondering why my scent didn't bother him at all, but then the bell rang, positively ending all my thoughts about the thirst less vampire.
I checked my schedule again—I was never one to learn fast the order of classes—and noticed that I had philosophy. I slowly made my way to class, thank god I did have a good sense of orientation or else I would be late in this class too. When I arrived the students were still filling in and the teacher was seated, I guess waiting for the second bell to ring, I entered the class room and handed the teacher my slip, he signed it and welcomed me to the school. He seemed nice, so I smiled in return to his wishes. Then he told me to go sit at the back row, and that's when I noticed him…
………………..Edward Cullen
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