A/N
All of this belongs to a fine lady named Stephanie Meyers.
This Chapter you meet Edward. Let's see how he's doing.
Chap 2 Musical Trinity
"Edmund, it's your turn." Is this asshole doing this to piss me off?
"It's Edward," I smile politely like my mother would have wanted me to "for the third time." I grumble to myself quietly as I stand up.
I look around the class. I have an easy time reading people. I'm not a superhero, but I always find it easy to detect their motives and what they're feeling/thinking. The guys all seem like they don't really care about my existence while some of the girls have taken interest. I don't mean to sound self-absorbed but- that is the usual.
"My name is Edward Cullen. My birthday is actually on Christmas day and I play the piano." I mumble and then sit down. Mr Banner was making us all give two interesting facts about ourselves. I didn't understand what the hell it had to do with Biology but teachers know best, right?
A girl sitting in front of me was called after. She stood up quickly. Her hair was a white blonde colour and she had dark green eyes. "My name is Lauren Mallory. I'm hoping to do cheerleading this year and I love One Direction." I scoff inwardly.
As Lauren sat down, a girl walked in. She wasn't the brightest diamond in the jewellery shop. But, as Alice (my older sister) would say, we have to look at the good qualities of a person. Her hair was seriously curly and a nice rich colour. It was really dark brown, but when the August sun shines on it you see red highlights. Her eyes were dark. Her body... Well... She was big, but not that big. I mean she's no fat Amy but no Kendall Jenner. But she was short which I find cute. I could hear Lauren snickering with the girl sitting next to her.
The girl's face was sporting a red colour when she looked at the class. "Sorry I'm late, Sir. I missed the school bus and had to walk the whole way." Her clear voice apologised while her head was down in shame. I felt a sense of ….. Pity.
"She kind of needed the walk." The girl next to Lauren murmured. My new classmate transitioned from one shade of red to a darker shade.
"Well you're going to have to sit next to Edmund," he looks at me with a mischievous twinkle in his brown eyes "Edward raise your hand so she knows who you are." I half-heartedly raise my hand. The girl approaches her stool next to mine. As she sits down, her aroma hits me. She has this distinct smell that I can't explain. I try to not seem too obvious that I'm smelling her.
"So, Mystery girl, would you care to introduce yourself and share two interesting facts about yourself?" Mr Banner boomed.
"My name is Isabella Swan, but everyone calls me Bella. I really like movies and listening to music." she sat down.
"Have any favourites?" asked Mr Banner.
"My musical trinity are Twenty One Pilots, Lana Del Rey, and The Smiths."
Most people in my class seemed like they were confused from the artists she liked. I agreed with her on Twenty One Pilots and The Smiths. I didn't like Lana Del Rey's voice much.
Mr Banner called on the girl next to Lauren, her name was Jessica. I tuned the rest out. She didn't seem interesting. Isabella still looked really uncomfortable, but her cheeks faded back to an ivory colour. Glancing at her, I realised her eyes were really brown, like a chocolate colour.
I couldn't read her like I could read other people.
By the time Mr Banner finished asking some guy about his life story, the bell rang and we were dismissed. Isabella dashed out of the classroom, leaving her sweet scent.
"Wait was her last name Swan? Is she related to Jasper Swan in the year above?" Lauren asked Jessica as she slowly picked up her bag and walked out of the classroom.
"Oh my fucking God no it can't be. Have you seen his older sister? She can't be related to that thing that was just in here!" exclaimed Jessica.
"Oh my gosh Jess," Lauren was laughing at the insult " No but seriously, this is a small town and there is only one Swan family I know of and I grew up here" she ran her hands through her icy hair and quickly glanced to see if I was looking. I looked away, refusing to give her the satisfaction.
"Maybe…. She was adopted?" was the last thing I heard before I turned into the right corridor and bumped into the last person I thought I would bump into.
She had a tear dropping down her left cheek. Rubbing it off with a chubby hand she muttered "I'm not adopted." She ran down the corridor.
Something inside me told me to go after her. But that wasn't my job. I walked to my English class feeling sorry for the plump brown-eyed girl who liked Twenty One Pilots, Lana Del Rey and The Smiths.
A/N
I actually love Twenty One Pilots, Lana Del Rey and The Smiths. I'm not an Emo. I repeat. I'm not an Emo. Review what music you like in addition to what you think about Edward so. Next chap you will how Bella feels.
Did I say the characters belong to Stephanie Meyer?
Goodbye until the next year* precious unicorn pony rainbow fairies!
*week.