BPOV
I barely knew him, but I hated him, I absolutely hated Edward Cullen. Who were these people anyway? I heard people talk about them in the hallways, it's like they had control over the whole school or something. They annoyed me; who just starts asking a random person about themselves? Maybe I was over reacting because they did seem nice, but I still hated Edward Cullen. I glanced at the clock 3:05, well I better not be late practice. I grabbed my gym bag and headed towards the building Fred told me to go to. (A/N Ha-ha….you thought you were you going to find out where she was going.) I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking and then I smacked into what I thought was a brick wall, but I didn't have that much luck, it was Edward Cullen.
"Sorry," I said, pulling myself off the ground. I may not be nice, but I won't be rude.
"It's ok, I should have paid better attention to where I was going," he said, smiling his beautiful, crooked smile. I smiled back and started heading towards the building again. I heard him following behind me, but I didn't dare turn around. Finally he caught up with me and turned me around to face him.
"Bella, there's a basketball game tonight. You should come," he said. I would love to go to the basketball game, but I didn't want him to think I was going because of him. I decided to lie.
"I know, I was planning it," I said. If at all possible his smile grew wider.
"I'll look for you there," he winked. I just shook my head as I walked away; he did not just wink at me. I turned the corner and finally reached my destination. Wait a minute….why did he have me come to a football field? I walked around the field until I saw Fred standing next to the bright, yellow bleachers.
"You're two minutes late," Fred scolded.
"Two minutes, big deal Fred," I said, rolling my eyes.
"Isabella, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Coach Smith?" he asked.
"Fred, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Bella," I retorted. He just sighed.
"Let's go," he said starting to walk away from the field.
"You had me come all the way to this field just to take me to a different location?" I asked, appalled.
"I don't want anyone to know where you practice at and I didn't know if you were coming with friends, so I told you to come here," he explained.
"I think everyone can see where the dance studio is," I said.
"Don't be silly Isabella; you're not using that studio, it's for beginners," he said, chuckling. He led us far away from the rest of the campus to his car. We got in and drove for about a half an hour.
"You have got to be joking," I said, laughing humorously when we arrive at a tall, dark building void of any light.
"I don't joke about ballet," he said, stepping inside. I followed suit and then he hit the code to enter; once it finally opened Fred became serious.
"Go change, we only have eight hours," he said, pushing me toward the only changing room. I laughed; did he think about what he was saying. I quickly changed into my other clothes and headed back onto the dance floor.
EPOV
I was walking down the sidewalk with Lauren, my arm wrapped around her waist. For some reason I couldn't get Bella off my mind? She was so interesting and mysterious.
"Edward, are you even listening?" Lauren whined into my ear.
"Yeah," I said, plastering a smile on my face.
"Well I'll see you later," she said heading towards the mall. I didn't feel she needed a reply, so I just kept on walking. I was looking up at the sky when I ran into something. I looked down only to find Bella picking herself off the ground.
"Sorry," she said, sincerely.
"It's ok, I should have paid better attention to where I was going," I said, now gaining a real smile. She smiled back and started walking away. I followed behind her, but she was pretty fast. I finally caught up with her and spun her around to face me.
"Bella, there's a basketball game tonight. You should come," I said, hopefully. I was hoping she would come, so I could impress her with my basketball skills.
"I know, I was planning on it," she said. She was planning to go before I suggested it? This girl just keeps getting better and better by the second.
"I'll look for you there," I winked. It seemed like she was shaking her head as she walked away. Where was she going anyway?
"Edward, come on," Jasper yelled. I quickly ran over to where he was standing.
"What?" I asked.
"We're going out to eat with the girls before the game," he said, like it should be obvious.
"Oh, okay," I said, as we walked towards the cafeteria or as Alice likes to say, the food court. I still could shake Bella from my mind I really needed to get a grip.