The funeral was emotional and the plane ride to Forks was agonizing. Not because it was long and not because it was a long ride... but because, I didn't want to be there.
I spent the next couple days in my room, getting ready for school and moping.
Finally, the big morning came and it was time for me to glue a fake smile to my face and pretend I was recovering.
I let myself into the truck Charlie had bought for me and drove towards the school. I walked into the school and straight into the office. There was a woman with orange and a wrinkly smile sitting at the desk.
"Excuse me, I am Isabella Swan, the new girl," I said, in as cheerful a voice as I could manage. She gave me a sympathetic smile before saying, "here is your schedule, darling. I hope you have a wonderful day".
I made my way to my first class with the help of a blonde haired boy named Mike. He kept whispering how sorry he was for the loss of my parents. By the end of first period... I was ready to make him join them. I took a deep breath and just walked to my next class.
The morning went by slowly. By the time lunch came, I felt as though a year had passed. I followed a girl names Angela Webber into the cafeteria. She din't say one thing about my parents or once ask if I was okay... (except when I tripped and banged my knee).
I sat at the table, talking to Angela about biology class and what to expect.
A few minutes later, a group of teenages walked in. They were all so extraordinarily beautiful that it wasn't natural. They were all so pale with flawless skin and their eyes were all the same shade of gold, despite the different hair colors. But even though they were so similar, I couldn't help but notice they didn't look related. Just similar.
"Who are they?" I asked Angela. She looked up and said, "They are the Cullens' and the Hales'. The are doctor Cullen's adopted children. They aren't related except for the two blond ones. The blonde girl is Rosalie Hale and she is with that big brown haired boy Emmett Cullen. The little tiny one is Alice Cullen and she is with the blonde one who looks constipated, Jasper Hale".
Then I noticed the bronze haired god. He looked more boyish then the others.
"What about the bronze haired boy?" I asked quietly, turning away as soon as his eyes caught mine. He seemed to be a little bit frustrated.
"Oh, that is Edward Cullen. And to make your day complete, he is single... that is until Dr. Cullen adopts again. Sometimes I think Dr. Cullen is more of a match maker then a father. It's like he knows who will go well together and adopts them. Oh, I wish he would adopt me," Angela sighed.
I looked at the Cullens' and couldn't help but think how hard it must be raising five teenagers.
After lunch, I followed Angela to my biology class. She sat at her usual seat and I sat in the only available seat, next to Edward Cullen. But, he didn't seem happy about it. He was glaring at me with an expression that made me think of the praise, if looks can kill. He was gripping the desk so tightly it looked like he was trying to break the desk. And I couldn't help how he was sitting as far away from me as he possibly could. I sniffed my hair and did a causual stretch of my arms (arm pit check). I didn't stink.
So why was Edward acting like this. Maybe that is the way he always acts.
When class ended, he was packed and put of the room before anyone was even out of their seats. My theory about Edward acting so tense around everyone was cancelled right after edward left. Mike walked over to me and said, "did you stab Cullen with a pen, I have never seen him act like that before". I felt my stomach clench in an upset mannor. So, in addition to dealing with the death of my mother, I have a boy I don't even know hate me for no reason.
I went home, made dinner for Charlie and myself and then went upstairs to work on my homework and try to figure out what I did to make Edward Cullen hate me so much.
