So, it's short, but I had to re-watch the movie and get my facts right. Thanks to all my readers; please check out my other stories, too!!!
"Why you!" Bella instantly declared. Edward raised his eyebrows. Bella immediately shut up. He DID have sexy eyebrows. "I'm, like, sorry I disappeared. I'm Edward Cullen." He extended an arm. "You have, um, hairy hands." Bella stammered. Edward sighed and rolled his eyes. "You ladies are SO picky." "ALL RIGHT!" Mr. Draws screamed. "We are going to go through stages of Onion Mitosis for Dummies. No, seriously. Seventh graders do this stuff." Mr. Draws sighed. "Anyway, whichever couple, I MEAN PARTNER, gets done first wins this golden onion." Bella looked around. All the partners were boy-girl. She wondered if Mr. Draws was an e-harmony agent. Edward quickly shoved the first slide under the microscope. "Prophase. It's all one." He said. "Can I look?" Bella asked. "I said it's all one. Do you really think I'm that stupid?" Edward asked. "Well, if you're not stupid, what smelled so bad three days ago?" Bella put a hand on her hip and stared at Edward's now golden brown eyes. REALLY weird. "Um, I think it was these onion cells..." Edward stammered, his eyes widening.
"Really? Onion cells ARE TOO SMALL TO STINK!" Bella retorted. Edward sighed and placed another microscope slide on. "Anaphase. Wanna check?" Bella grabbed the microscope out of his hairy hands and looked for herself. "So, how do you like the weather here?" He asked. "It's wet. I...I..." "What does that mean?" He asked. "Me no like wetness from sky." Bella said sarcastically. "Me no like wetness!" Edward repeated, squeaky and with a smirk. "Are you mocking me?" Bella questioned. "Um, no. I was clearing my throat." Edward coughed. "Hey, no talking!" Mr. Draws snapped. Bella suddenly moved her leg and hit it on the table. "Ow! Ow!" She gasped. "That would be TALKING, Mrs. Swan!" Mr. Draws warned, shaking his finger. "So, if you don't like wetness from the sky, why did you move to Forks?" Edward asked as Bella finished the lab. "I came to live with my dad while my mom looks for houses." "Do you not like houses?" Edward asked. "I do...just not the yellow ones she prefers." Edward nodded slowly. "Did you get contacts? Your eyes seem different..." Bella stammered. "Um, no. Maybe it's YOUR eyes that are different." Edward retorted. "How on Earth is that possible? Do they turn black when you smell..." "DROP THE SMELL STUFF!" Edward yelled, banging his fists. "Shuddup, Cullen!" Mrs. Draws snapped.
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