CHAPTER 2 BPOV
I slammed down the snooze button on my alarm clock. I lay in my bed trying to get the motivation to get up. I looked at my clock, 28 minutes till Edward would be here. That was the motivation I needed.
I quickly dressed in my favorite jeans and threw on the shirt Edwards's mom had bought me for my birthday. She had amazing fashion sense for a mom, or maybe I was just used to Renee's fashion which was much more earthy and eclectic. This shirt was the most casual of the three she had bought me. It was a simple dark green blouse that fit me perfectly. I stuffed my feet into my converse before stumbling to the kitchen for breakfast. I shoveled a bowl of cereal down and threw an apple in my backpack in case I got hungry before lunch. At 7:30 exactly I looked out the window to see Edward's black 2000 Toyota Camry pull into the driveway. I smiled to myself as I grabbed my jacket and bag; Edward had never once been late to pick me up.
I locked the door and took two steps down the driveway before slipping on some ice. Somehow I was able to regain balance before making it to the ground. Edward was by my side instantly.
"Why don't I help you the rest of the way?" He said smirking and wrapping his hand around my waist. I glared; I hated needing to be helped. He opened the car door for me and I slumped into the comfortable seat. When I looked up I was startled to see his face only a few inches from mine.
"Good morning by the way," he smiled as I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him closer. I could smell the mint of his toothpaste on his breath.
"Good morning," He kissed me tenderly; this is way I want to start all of my days. All too soon he pulled back.
"If we keep this up we'll be late for school," he murmured.
"I'm OK with that," I smiled as I pulled him in for another kiss.
I sighed when it was over and this time let him go. He laughed and kissed my head before closing the door. Edward's car was almost like a second home to me. I knew everything about it. I knew which CD's were currently in the glove box and which were littering the back seat. I knew how the soda stain came to be and how to get the vents to produce just the right amount of air. I was happy in his car, but it was mostly because when I was in his car I was with him.
The ride to school was filled with a comfortable silence. He held my hand as he drove and I thought about the next few days. Today was the last day of school before Thanksgiving break and I couldn't be happier. Charlie and I were invited over to Edward's house for Thanksgiving dinner. I was going to help his mom cook, I had never attempted a pie before and she promised to teach me. Elizabeth Masen and I had become close quickly. She treated me like a daughter and it was nice to have a mother figure in Forks. When I first met her I was shocked to see she had the exact same eyes as her son and I soon learned that his messy copper hair came from his father.
Charlie and Edward sr. had hit it off instantly. It didn't hurt that the Masens had a huge flat screen TV that was constantly playing some sports channel. They were looking forward to the football games on Thanksgiving as much as I was looking forward to cooking and spending the day with Edward and his mom.
When we parked in the Forks High School parking lot Edward broke the silence.
"I forgot to tell you, I'm going to Port Angeles tonight with my parents. They want to see a movie and get dinner. Your welcome to come if you want to."
I thought it over as I unbuckled and got out of the car. I wanted to go, but to be honest I had been spending so much time at Edward's house lately that I had been neglecting Charlie. Not that he would ever complain but I think he was missing me.
"Thanks, but I really need to spend some time with Charlie. I think I'm at your house more than my own. And you should enjoy the night with your parents." I added smiling up at him as he wrapped his arm around me. "This time next year we will be off at college and won't have our parents to take us out to dinner." We had just finished our applications last week. We had applied to all of the same schools but I was nervous. Some of the schools were extremely hard to get into, what if he got in but I didn't? I could never hold him back from such an amazing opportunity, but I also don't think that I could ever let him go. I tried to push those thought out of my mind; we would cross that bridge when we came to it.
"If that's what you want," Edward brought me back to our conversation. "Do you want me to call you when I get home so I can come over?"
"Is that even a question?" I gave him a quick peck on the lips before we headed our separate ways for class. Calculus was a joke today. Our teacher had no more motivation to teach then the students had to learn so she handed out a practice worksheet instead. I started working on the problems and finished quickly. We had covered this stuff a million times now and really should have moved on. I leaned back in my chair and started doodling. I decided I would cook salmon for Charlie tonight; it was one of his favorites. I wondered what time Edward would get home, hopefully Charlie would go to bed early tonight so that he could come over soon as he called. Coming down hard and reminded me of the day when everything had changed for me.
I had survived my first week at Forks High. Up until today things had been good, really good, mostly for one reason, Edward. And then today for everything had changed.
My day had started like every other day, breakfast with Charlie and then off to school. Dad had mentioned to be home early tonight because we were going t over to the Newton's for dinner. Apparently Mrs. Newton wanted to welcome me to the neighborhood and Charlie thought I needed to get to be friends with Mike. That would be interesting, I wasn't sure I could fend him off for a whole night.
I saw Edward in the cafeteria like usual, but he looked upset. We had taken to sitting together but today he just walked by my table. I figured he would tell me what was going on in biology. We really never seemed to stop talking in that class. It was kind of like middle school, even when we couldn't talk we would pass notes; it was a good thing we were both already good in science and could pretend like we had been paying attention.
I had been nervous on Tuesday that he would have decided that I was a freak and wouldn't talk to me. But to my surprise when I walked into the cafeteria I saw him sitting next to Mike. He looked up and smiled at me, to further my surprise he got up and pulled out the chair next to him for me to sit down in. I caught a glimpse of Jessica with her mouth hanging open and tried not to laugh. He walked me to class, chatting about our favorite music. We had pretty similar taste except he knew a lot more about music than I did. In class I found out that he played the piano and I was dying to hear him play. I didn't learn much about science this week but I did learn a lot about Edward. I was happy, not only had I made a friend but I was pretty sure Edward was going to be more than that. Yesterday we had exchanged numbers and he had mentioned showing me around and going to the beach.
So when he ignored me today in the cafeteria I was a bit confused. When lunch was over Mike walked with me to class talking excitedly about dinner but I was only half listening to what he was saying.
When I walked into class I could tell Edward was still upset.
"Hey!" I said sitting down. All I got in response was a nod. He didn't even look up. I was about to ask him what was wrong when the teacher started speaking. It looked like today was a lecture, which meant no time for talking. I quietly tore a sheet of paper out of my notebook and wrote "Hey, what's wrong?" I slid it over to his side of the table.
I saw him glance down at the paper but he didn't write anything down. I was so confused. Had I done something wrong? I tried to think of all the things I had ever said to him. I couldn't think of anything he would find offensive. I took the paper back and wrote on it again, "Did I do something?"
Again he looked at the paper but didn't write anything down. I was at a loss of what I might have done. We sat without looking at each other for the rest of class. When the bell rang I figured I would try one more time. He was already getting up to leave.
"Edward-" I reached up and touched his arm to get his attention but he just shrugged me off.
"Forget it Bella, just forget all of this." It felt like he had just punched me in the gut. I dropped my hand and watched him walk out. I could feel the tears about to form and I quickly threw my books in my bag and walked out. I tried to keep from crying but I just couldn't help it. I ducked into the nearest bathroom and locked the stall. I sat there silently crying for a long time. I had lost the only person I had considered a real friend here. Sure there was still Jessica and Mike and Angela but they had nothing on Edward. It was more than just loss of a friend, I felt rejected. From the first moment of seeing him I knew he was different. The closest thing I could describe it as was love at first sight. It might be cheesys and silly but how else could I explain the pain I was feeling right now? And then the way we connected with each other, it was more than just similar interests, we both just got each other. On my first day he had known that I needed someone to talk to when I didn't even know it.
Finally I heard the last bell ring and I hurried out of the stall. I kept my eyes on the ground and walked fast, hoping no one would notice me. It had started raining hard and everyone else was hurrying towards their cars as well. When I got to my truck I slammed my door shut and got out of the parking lot as quickly as I could.
It was only five minutes later that I saw the smoke begin to rise from the hood of my truck.
"You have got to be kidding me!" I shouted as I pulled over and turned off my car. Quickly I got out and simply stared at the smoke. I had no idea what to do. Smoke continued to pour out of the hood, but I didn't even know how to open the hood. Was it going to explode? Why did it have to happen now, when I was already upset? I was so frustrated; this was not what I needed! I kicked the tire as hard as I could.
"Ouch! Oh crap, ouch!" Great. Now I had hurt myself and looked like a moron hopping up and down on my good foot shouting in pain and crying again, not like anyone would be able to tell in all this rain. Eventually I just sat down and put my head in my lap, getting completely soaked. I was ready to give up and walk home when I heard a car pulling over.
"Bella?"
My head shot up to see Edward in a shiny silver Volvo stopped right in front of me. At first I was shocked but then I just got angry. I had done nothing to him and he treated me horribly today! What, did he stop to rub it in my face? I glared at him, I would not just sit there and be the damsel in distress and I would not let him take pity on me. So I stood up and started walking. I got about five steps before I tripped over some loose gravel. Could today get any worse? I heard a car door open and Edward jogging over to me.
"Are you ok?" He held his hand out to help me up but I ignored it, getting up on my own.
"Oh are we friends again? I was under the impression I was supposed to forget about it." Just remembering the way he said it infuriated me so I turned to walk again.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I was just…" I stopped walking and turned to face him. It was raining so hard that I could barely even see him.
"Just what? I did nothing wrong and all of a sudden you hate me!"
"I don't hate you!" now he was yelling back and his speech came quicker. " I just don't like the idea of you and Mike together. I know it's none of my business, but come on Bella, Mike? He has no respect for you! Did you know he sent out a mass text the day that you moved here? Yeah he was calling "dibs on the new hottie Bella". That's how I knew you liked to be called Bella, because of that sleezeball! And now you are going to out to dinner with him?
For a second I was so confused I couldn't even speak. "What in the world are you talking about?" I finally asked.
"You don't have to hide it, everyone in school knows that you and Mike are going out. He has been talking none stop about his date with you tonight." From what I could see of his face through the rain he looked completely defeated as if someone had just told him his puppy died.
"You cant be serious? Mike? That would never happen! How does everyone in school know this date? My dad and I are eating dinner with him and his parents. That's it there is definitely no date!" I was going to kill Mike. I really was. How dare he spread that lie! "And even if I was going on a date with him why would you care?" That seemed to get his attention.
"You're not going to out with Mike?"
"Of course not! But what does-" I couldn't finish my question because all of a sudden Edward closed the distance between us, took my face in his hands and crushed his lips against mine. I had no idea what had just happened but I wasn't about to argue it. I brought my arms around his neck and kissed him back. There was more passion in this kiss than I thought I was capable of. All of the sadness of today melted away with his touch. I moved my hands up to his soaked hair and pulled him even closer, never wanting to let go. I tasted his sweet lips and breathed in his breaths. We stood there in the rain kissing until we were both gasping for air. He brought his hand up to brush away a loose strand of hair from my face and looked deeply into my eyes.
"You have no idea how glad I am you are not going to out with Mike."
"Probably as glad as I am." He gave a low chuckle.
"I'm sorry for how I acted earlier. That was unacceptable; I shouldn't have been so rude. It was totally immature." His brow was creased in genuine concern and repentance.
"It's fine. If I actually was going out with Mike I would have deserved it." This time he laughed louder.
He put his arm around me and we walked back to his car. I slid in to the passenger seat while he grabbed my keys and backpack from my truck. It was nice and warm inside. I hadn't realized I had been shivering.
"I'm sorry, I'm dripping all over your car."
"Don't worry, we live in Forks, this car is used to it," He took my hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze, sending my heart right back into over drive. "Is it bad that I'm happy your truck broke down?"
"Nope, I'm happy too."
Hope you liked it! I thought I would put in some extra fluff before the next chapter..... dum dah dum!! The real story begin next, this was just some background, cant jump straight into the heart of a story. Please please please review!!! And find out what happens next by adding this to your story alerts and favorite stories.
