Hi you guys! Hana93 here! ok so i finally figured out how to work fanfiction. lol. this is my update, im currently working on chapter three so im probably gonna update really soon. and yes, i have no life. hope you enjoy this story :)

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Chapter Two

Ding Ding Ding

"Oh come on," I exclaimed out loud. I quickly grabbed my Biology textbook out of my locker and slammed it. I swung my bookbag onto my shoulder and sprinted down the hallway to Biology, officially late. Hm, I bet I can't run in heels and a mini. Just another reason why my outfit is practical, and that's all that really matters. I made a mental note to use the situation as debating material that afternoon, when Alice and Jacob were supposedly going to attack me with hairspray and push up bras.

"You're late, Ms. Swan," Dr. Bringer, my Biology teacher, noted as I stepped into the classroom, exhausted from my marathon. "This is the 3rd time this week. Make sure it doesn't happen again."

I nodded as I tried to make sense of my surroundings, which were currently swirling around in a mess of colors. I shook my head and looked down the aisle to find my regular seat, front row-center seat was already occupied. Confused, I looked around for an empty seat. Dr. Bringer looked up from her grading book to find me still standing in the doorway.

"Is there a problem, Ms. Swan?" Dr. Bringer removed her glasses and eyed me, clearly amused. "Are you trying to decide whether or not to cut class? I'm afraid it's a little too late for that. Please take your seat."

"Um," I cleared my throat and hugged my textbook closer. "Where?"

"Well," Dr. Bringer put her glasses back on and glanced around the room. "Take a seat next to Mr. Cullen. I'm sure he wont mind, will you?"

Edward Cullen, quite easily the hottest guy in school and my best friend Alice's brother, looked up and peered at me through his dark eyelashes. He smiled and patted the seat next to him. "No complaints at all, ma'am."

"Good. Please take your seat Ms. Swan, for the 3rd time," Dr. Bringer glanced at me expectantly and just as quickly returned to her lesson. "Now that that's settled…Where was I? Oh yes, the cellulose…"

"Hey Bells," Edward greeted me with a smile as I took my seat and opened my notebook.

"Hi," I smiled at him quickly and tuned in to the lesson. No use in falling for him, I told myself. Besides being my best friend's brother, he was also the hottest and most popular guy at school. In fact, he was best friends with Mike but unlike the quarterback, who had a new girl every week, Edward never dated. When the girls in the school finally realized it was useless, they all turned to Mike, who was more than happy to take over. Edward, on the other hand, was content to stay exclusive.

"You taking notes?" Edward observed lazily.

"Yes," I responded, refusing to glance at him. I knew that if I did, I wouldn't be able to stop staring. Edward was, for lack of a better word, perfect. He had unruly bronze colored hair that often fell in his emerald green eyes. His facial features were perfect; perfect nose, perfect mouth, perfect eyes, perfect everything. Being captain of the basketball and wrestling team, Edward was both lean and muscular, which balanced nicely and equaled a hot body. I was painfully aware of how different I looked and how out-of-my-league-don't-even-think-about-it he was. I shook my head and focused on Dr. Bringer once again, taking careful and neat notes of everything she said.

"Are you embarrassed to be seen with me, Bells?" Edward had leaned forward to whisper in my ear. "Is that why you're ignoring me?"

"I'm not ignoring you," I protested, still whispering. "I'm just focusing, that's all."

"Oh really? Is that why you never sit next to me?" Edward asked in his husky and oh-so-sexy voice.

"I didn't know you wanted me to," I half-lied. I never did know he wanted me to sit next to him, but that wasn't the entire truth. One only had to glance at Edward to figure out my second reason for avoiding hottie extraordinaire.

"For heaven's sake Bella," Edward said, sounding frustrated. "Sometimes, you're just so—"

"What?" I said, alarmed. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, it's just – nevermind," Edward dismissed his outburst just as Dr. Bringer called on me.

"Ms. Swan?"

"Yes, Dr. Bringer?" I answered, nervous.

"I understand you seem to be having a most enticing conversation with our very own Edward Cullen over there, but do you mind paying attention to my class next time?"

"Yes, Dr. Bringer," I answered, embarrassed. I felt everybody's eyes on me, making me blush furiously, but I kept my eyes down, trained on my notebook.

Edward didn't attempt to start another conversation with me until Dr. Bringer announced that we would be working on a lab with our partners. That meant Edward. And I. Partners. I sighed annoyingly at my bad fortune but didn't complain.

"Tell me the truth, Bella," Edward said in a low voice as we waited for the wax in the test tube to melt, 20 minutes later.

I nodded as I continued jotting down my observations, refusing to make eye contact with Edward.

"Look at me, Bells," Edward pleaded and I obeyed. He smiled, momentarily dazzling me. "That's better."

"We really should focus on the lab," I nodded toward Dr. Bringer who was at her desk, grading papers. "I really don't feel like getting on her bad side. She controls my grades."

"I completely understand," Edward grinned at me. "Just answer my question. Truthfully."

"Okay, shoot," I said, without thinking.

"Do you hate me?"

"WHAT?" I screeched, taken aback. I hastily glanced around. The people at the table next to us glanced up but luckily, nobody else heard me, or cared. "Why would you think that?"

"Well, why else would you be ignoring me at school?" Edward pointed out, giving me an uncertain smile. "It's just so confusing. When you come over, it's like we're the best of friends. But when we're at school, you act as if I'm Hitler and you're a Jew and avoid me like the Black Plague."

"That is not true," I protested, giggling.

"Watch out, Antarctica, the Queen of Cold is coming through," Edward continued, returning my smile.

"Shut up," I shook my head and smiled.

"You should smile more often," Edward observed, causing me to blush furiously. "It makes your eyes sparkle."

I glanced up at him, still blushing as if there's no tomorrow but Edward had already returned to his lab, dutifully filling it out.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"It's ok," Edward glanced up at me with a small smile. "I'm sorry too. I never confronted you about it until now. Sorry to spring it on you."

"No its ok," I reassured him. "I'm glad you told me. I'll be sure to make more of an effort next time."

"Good," Edward rewarded me one more smile just as the bell rang.

"Shit," I swore out loud as I hastily cleaned up our lab table. Looking around, I realized we were the only ones not cleaned up and I looked back at Edward with a pained expression. He winked at me and helped me clean up.

"Hey, man, let's go," Mike said as he approached us. Did I mention Mike was in my Biology class too? I glanced up at him and nearly swooned. Mike was tall, but not as tall as Edward, who was nearly 6'3". As quarterback of the football team, Mike also had broad shoulders and defined arm muscles. He had bleached white blond hair and dazzling skyblue eyes and a smile that popped again his tan.

"Yeah, hold on bro," Edward finished up and looked at me. "You coming, Bells?"

"Um," I looked up at the two of them while I quickly stuffed my notebook into my bookbag. "Where to exactly?"

"Well, don't you have gym right now?" Edward asked, his eyebrows raised.

"Yeah…" I answered carefully. "But you don't"

"I have a free period," Edward shrugged. "I'll walk you there."

"I don't want to put you out of your way—" I protested.

"Nah, don't worry about it," Edward reassured me. "Mike over there has gym too." Mike was currently flirting with a tall blonde with unnaturally large boobage and had paid no attention to me at all. I stared at him longingly but quickly snapped out of it. I turned to Edward, who was waiting for my response.

"Sure."

"Alright," Edward said, "Let's go. Mike, you coming?"

"Yeah, dude." I saw the girl scribble something on a piece of paper and hand it to Mike who took it, smiled, and jogged over to where Edward and I were waiting. Edward was clearly amused by Mike's flirting but I wanted nothing more than to crawl under a rock and never come out. Suddenly, I didn't want to walk to gym with Edward and Mike, knowing full well that Mike would be flirting with any attractive girl he sees. I did not want to see that, not for anything in the world.

"Actually," I turned to Edward, an apologetic smile already plastered on my face. "I just remembered--I have to…uh…go to my locker! Textbooks aren't the lightest things in the world." I motioned toward the Biology textbook in my hands.

"I'll carry it for you," Edward offered.

"NO…I mean, no, its ok," I protested. "I have to go to my locker anyway."

"Well, I guess I'll see you later," Edward called out after me.

"Yeah—later," I called out behind my shoulder. "Actually – wait!" I slowly turned around and jogged towards Edward and Mike, who was absently glancing around the hallway, probably scoping the place for hot females and wondering why his childhood friend was bothering his best friend.

"Yes?" Edward asked, waiting.

"I don't know if this is asking for too much –" I began, uncertain.

"Just tell me what you want."

"Could you drive me home after school?" I blurted out.

"Um, sure," Edward looked surprised but pleased at the same time. "And here I thought you were going to go all Queen of Ice on me again."

I smiled and rolled my eyes. "You should make up your mind. Before it was Queen of Cold and now its Queen of Ice?"

Edward shrugged and gave me a half-smile, "Depends on what mood I'm on, I guess."

Ding Ding Ding

"Ugh," I groaned. "Late for class again."

"Well, aren't you just a walking disaster," Edward commented, laughter dancing in his eyes.

"Yeah yeah, see you in the parking lot after school!" I called back as I sprinted to my locker.

"Why were you talking to her?" I heard Mike say to Edward just before I ran out of earshot and it broke my heart. I am so not going to be subject to a makeover for him. I thought to myself, disgusted.

"What did I ever see in that kid?" I wondered aloud.

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