Chapter 2

It was morning and Jazz and I are ready for school. It was worst than I imagined. I held my hand in Jazz's; he's 5 minutes older than me. So that means I'm the youngest. He led the way to the receptionist. On our way, a couple was making out on the locker. Just a plain simple kiss, but still gross. The way they linger on each other. It was disturbing let me tell you. Jazz didn't seem to notice them and he headed towards the receptionist.

"Swans please." He told the lady.

"Aah. The twins." We were expected.

"Here are your schedules." She handed us the papers.

We headed out the office and take a look at our schedules.

"I've got History first." He said.

"Too bad, I've got Algebra." I said pouting. I hugged him tightly and released.

"C'mon, it's not like I'm leaving you forever." He laughed lightly.

"I'll see you during break okay."

"Be good, Bee." Then he left.

"You should be the one to behave, Jazz." We both laughed now.

I headed for class; I wish I was in the right room. There weren't many students there. Just a few girls, one of them was the one I saw at the hallway making out, with her flock of sheep.

I took the seat at the back. And started to listen to my iPod. A few minutes later,

"You're in my seat." The girl standing next to me said pulling my earphones off.

"Sorry," I apologized as I stood out of the chair.

"Apology not accepted. You can have that seat; I won't be sitting there; now that you've spread all your germs all over it." She insulted and her flock laughed.

Geez, this is going to be so hard. I muttered under my breath.

The guy whom the girl was making out with a couple of minutes ago came in. She jumped into him and kissed him again, and it was even grosser this time. The other students were disgusted and so was I. They stopped and headed to their seats.

"What happened to our seats at the back?" he asked.

"The new girl sat there. I don't want to catch a virus." She rolled her eyes at me and he looked at me for awhile. I looked at him back. That's when I noticed that he had golden eyes, and his bronze-shaded hair was beautiful. It caught my attention. He winked at me and I ignored him.

Such a jerk that guy was, making out in public and then winked at the 'new girl'. I was thinking about vulgar words whenever I see him. It was break and I was waiting for Jazz at the door. He saw me and waved. He had a companion.

"Bee!" I heard him shout.

"Could you please not call me that here?" I warned him and beside him stood a little girl, pixie-cut face, her angelic face was so interesting.

"Bella, this is Alice Cullen." He introduced her.

"Hey, Bella." Instead of shaking hands, she hugged me. Her voice was so cute I couldn't resist. I wonder if that's how Jazz felt when he talked to her.

"Oh, hey, Alice. I hope my twin here behaved in class." I asked her about Jazz.

"No, he didn't. We talked most of the time. And Jasper, you didn't mention that she was your twin." She raised an eyebrow at Jazz.

"Coincidence, I have a twin too." She said. Jazz and I were shocked with the mocked enthusiasm in her voice.

"Really?" we both said.

"Is she a girl? Can I talk to her?" I was picturing her twin in my head, also hoping that they were alike, angelic face, cute voice and kind.

"No. Silly." She said giggling.

"C'mon," she continued as she pulled our hands and headed to the counter.

"Let's get some food and you can sit with us, I'll introduce him." She said. Him? Why does it always have to be a boy? But I can't wait to meet him. He may look like Alice.

We got to the Cullen's table. A big guy was there with a blonde.

"Emmett, Rose. Meet Jasper and Bella, twins." She emphasized the last word. We shook their hands.

"Cool." Emmett let out a large grin. We took our seats.

"Where's this twin you're talking about?" Jasper was just as curious as I was.

"He'll be here, don't worry, you'll get to meet him sometime." Alice chuckled at his words.

In about a minute, someone sat beside me. It was that jerk, my mind flashed back at what happened earlier, gross and disturbing.

"Hey, Alice. New friends?" he made a crooked-smile at me.

"Yeah. This is Jasper and Bella Swan, twins." Another emphasis on the last word.

"Oh. Great. Twins. Hi, I'm Edward Cullen." He introduced himself as he stared deeply into my eyes.

Jazz shook his hand and so did I.

His hand was so cold, déjà vu. I felt electricity ran through my arms and my body, it made me shiver. I let go as soon as possible. I don't care if he felt it too.

"Jazz, I got to go. History." I checked my watch

"Okay, Dad's picking us up." He told me as I got out of the table and headed out the cafeteria. I needed time for myself. Nobody was in the hallway; the stairs would be a nice spot to calm.

I took position as I lay my bag aside for a while and started to close my eyes. I breathed heavily and exhaled through my mouth, after a few seconds, I could feel that I'm not in the stairs anymore which made me smile. I opened one eye and sneaked a peek of the stairs. That was good, means that I'm recharging again.

"What are you doing?" A voice startled me and I was waiting to land on the floor.

"Gotcha," he said. I opened my eyes and he was staring at me with those frozen solid golden eyes. He caught me. I broke free from his hands.

"Get the hell away from me." I warned him and slung my bag over my shoulders.

"What were you doing?" he asked again.

"Nothing, Mr. Cullen." I raised my voice.

"I have to get to class." I turned away from him.

"At least let me lead you to class."

"No, thanks. I can find my way."

"Sure you can." And I walked away as he sat down the stairs. It took me forever to find History class. I ended up at the beginning again.

"Well, it's nice to see you again." He said with the same position.

"Okay." He stood up and led the way.

"Here we are." He opened the door for me and a bald-headed teacher and a group of students stared at us.

"Well, nice of you to join us, Ms. Swan. And Mr. Cullen." He greeted us.

"Sorry, Mr. Molino. She lost her way." He explained.

"I'm sure she knows her way now. Does she?" he shifted his eyes to look at me.

"Uhm. Yes." I replied.

"Why don't you two take a seat." He ordered us. Now, I noticed that all pairs of eyes were staring at us.

I hated History, not because I don't like the subject, also because that freaking Cullen guy keeps staring at me. It's bugging me out. I went out as soon as the bell rang; I didn't even bother to look at him. I had another subject after that before lunch. It was pretty good, English. My favorite. It passed away quickly because I was so relaxed there.

Jazz met me at the hallway.

"Bee. How you doing?" he asked me.

"Not great. I don't like that Cullen guy, Edward." I disgusted his name.

"Why not? He's sort of cool." He complimented him.

"He's flirting with me, and he has a girlfriend. Playboy." I spit the word out.

"Jasper! Bella!" Alice signaled to us that we should sit there.

"Don't worry. You'll get over it soon. Or do you want me to calm you down?" he grinned.

"If you do, it'll get worse. I might throw you over a wall or something." I warned him too. We both laughed.

"C'mon, like you would do that to your big brother." He joked. I stopped laughing now and glared.

"Oh yeah. Try me." I said and he was scared so he took of to the table. I giggled behind my back.

"Hey, Bella. Jasper." Alice greeted once again.

"Hey, Alice." We both replied.

"Bella, watch out." Emmett warned me and threw a spoonful of coleslaw into my shirt.

"Aah! Emmett!" Alice and I yelled.

"Good one, Em." Jazz laughed.

"C'mon Bella, I'll lend you a shirt." Alice grabbed my wrist.

Well, Tanya Denali purposefully let me trip and landed on spilled milk on the floor. Embarrassing!

"Well, hello Ms. Swan. I can see that you're drinking your milk." She insulted and laughed with everyone in the cafeteria.

"Tanya, you will pay for this." Alice threatened.

"Or what? You'll tell Edward?" she replied.

"Don't get your hopes up." I whispered and Alice and I ran out. We met Edward on the hallway.

Alice was frustrated.

"Don't talk. Ask your girlfriend on what happened to Bella." I was glaring at him and he raised an eyebrow.

We went in the girls' room.

"Alice, I need to tell you something. It's a secret of mine and Jazz." I begin.