Chapter 4

Elisha's POV

Okay so after my talk with Mr. Green on Tuesday about being tutored by Edward, I studied much harder in hope that he wouldn't feel the need to put me in his classes. However, every class I've had I was still suffering in, it was now Friday lunchtime, I sat in the cafeteria with a girl who I'd met in my class this morning.

She was a petit girl, with short blond bouncy hair, called Sophie. We didn't talk much, we just sat there, me with a carton of orange juice, her with a chicken mix salad. I had one hour until my meeting with Edward. I didn't risk eating lunch today because if I got too nervous, he'd end up wearing it.

As I gazed out the window I heard some girls next to me chuckle, baring in mind these girls must have been older than me. I followed the chuckles that lead to a table opposite, which to no surprise, Edward sat. The reason I'm not shocked is because this place is so small, and its just my luck for this to happen. Usually I would go out to eat because I didn't wanna mope around here on my own, but today I came here because I was with Sophie.

I looked at him, he was totally engrossed in a book, with 'endocrine system' as the title. I wondered if that's what we will be studying after lunch? But my thoughts were cut short when one of the girls stopped next to his table and dropped a book, very loudly. Where as it made everyone in the cafeteria jump, Edward didn't flinch, bat his eyelids or even have a change of expression. Everyone else stared, yet it was like he was in a world of his own. I didn't know if he hadn't noticed or if he was ignoring the commotion. The girl turned to look at him, disappointed he hadn't looked, then seductively bent down to pick up the book. Oh, now I get it. She must be a gluten for punishment if she wanted him to notice her, if anything I'm the opposite, avoiding him and his angered glares.

"she's trying to flirt with Edward" Sophie stated while smothering a giggle. Suddenly his eyes shot up from his book to look at us and then immediately turned to look at the girl next to his table. She was very pretty, with blonder hair than Marilyn Monroe, a pink skirt that fitted tighter than her white camisole. How can she not catch a cold dressed like that? The look on his face was different than I would have anticipated, he turned to her he look annoyed, almost as if he was sleeping and was now irritated that she had rudely awakened him. She just huffed to herself, turned around with her friends and walked passed me and Sophie again, but I heard her mutter when she went passed me.

"I haven't seen him with a girl since he's been here, I swear he's gay" I could have burst out a laugh but Edward caught my sight first. He was scowling at the blond furiously, almost like he'd heard what she said. But he couldn't have, that's impossible.

"what a cow" I muttered to myself. Sophie turned to look at me with curious eyes.

"what do you mean? do you know Edward?" she asked with intrigue. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"no I don't know him, but if I were locked in a room with him I'm sure I wouldn't walk out alive. He glares at me like he's contemplating how to kill me" I grumbled. Now her face looked confused and I could sense another question coming.

"he doesn't know you, but he doesn't like you?" sounds stupid, I nodded.

"ding, ding, we have a winner. I wish I knew why, maybe he doesn't like blonds?" I shrugged. Which could be true, he obviously has a dislike for me and the Marylyn Monroe wanna be. Sophie just burst out laughing and shook her head.

"well he's never given me evil looks or anything so it cant be a blond thing. Also, you're more of a golden brown than blond" she stated going back to eating her salad. I smiled to myself and picked up my carton of juice taking a quick glance at Edward. He was staring at me intently, but this time not angry, more like he was surprised, but as he saw me look at him he turned his attention back to his book.

Edwards POV

What the hell? I look at her like I'm thinking of ways to kill her? I don't do that!…often, only when I'm hungry. It's a good thing I ate last night, Emmett, Jasper and myself went out, we cut down our numbers now, we don't have the whole family out hurting on the weekend, its too suspicious. I sat reading my book, learning about the things my class were studying at the moment. Which was 'the endocrine system' but much more detailed than what you learn at school, this is so much more difficult.

Before my attention was stolen I was reading the same lines over and over to make sure of my understanding when I'd heard someone's voice say my name. a small girl, fairly like, reminds me of Alice but blond. I saw that she sat with Elisha who looked over at the end of my table and then I noticed. Some girl bent down to pick up her book off the floor and smiled at me when she did so. Clumsy bitch.

I sat there my eyebrows scrunched up to wonder what is was she was trying to do but I could read it in her thoughts, she was trying to get my attention and she wanted me to respond. I was still, giving her a look that said 'don't even bother' and with that she huffed and strutted away.

When did bimbo's like that get the grades to get into MED school? When I heard what she said as she walked away I felt my anger rise. Just because I turned her away doesn't mean I'm gay! I just wasn't up for a floozy, I don't think I'm up for anything honestly. It's taken me a while to get to this point after she left, to get this far I don't wanna risk doing it all over to myself again. I don't want to get hurt again. I'd send myself to Italy rather than feel heart break and I know I've said it before, but if it happened twice to me, well that's just taking the piss. I'd send myself there to be killed for my own foolishness and stupidity.

After some time passed I looked up at the clock on the wall, 1:50. I felt my stomach turn, holy shit. I was going to be sat with new girl for an hour trying to make her understand detailed science, it's probably going to be the longest hour of my immortal life. I grabbed my book, put my untouched apple in my bag (I have to at least try and appear normal) and made my way to the library. Leaving Elisha still in the cafeteria, I knew that as soon as she'd seen me stand that it was tutor time. I can't believe I'm doing this. I struggled to push the nagging hurt I felt, how her scent bought back everything I was trying so hard to get over. I said she was my type of drug, now it's like I've found a substitute, this isn't good. I needed to get this session over and done with as quick as possible.

I went over to the small table in the corner away from everyone else on computers and dropped my bag on the floor by my feet. I pulled out my notebook and pen, knowing that some things will need a lot of explaining. I placed my hands on my head and ran my fingers through my hair. At least if this session goes well enough Mr. Green will see an improvement and decide not to place her in all my classes. Before thinking anymore I heard delicate footsteps approach from behind me and stop, obviously she's nervous. My lips twitched trying to smile at how cute it was but I quickly snapped out of it and turned round to face her.

She stood there with her arms clutching her notebook and pen. Her face looked anxious but curious at the same time. But there was something else that caught my attention, there were dark shadows under her eyes. I didn't know if they were from a lack of sleep, stress over her college work or just other troubles in general, but I knew she hadn't had the best nights sleep of late. I took some more time to take her in, she was tall, for a girl, accurately 5.6ft and slim but still had the womanly shapes. With her hair pulled up again in a ponytail I could see the perfect nook of her neck.

I swallowed hard, turning my attention to what she wore, a white v neck jumper with tight jeans that fitted perfectly. I glanced up at her face to see her looking me directly in the eyes. I wish I could know what your thinking.

"you ready?" I asked sharply and turning back to face the table. I could hear her steps behind me were hesitant but still she appeared from the corner of my eye and made her way to site beside me. I thought it was a bit close but common sense told me that if I tried to show her something or explain, it wouldn't be helpful if the books were upside down to her view. I looked at her face that had turned a slight shade of pink, she was awkwardly looking down at her notebook picking at the corner waiting.

"so A&P?" I asked confirming that was what she wanted to study. She didn't look up, just gave a slight nod and picked up her pen. Have I already mentioned that this will endurably be the longest hour of my life?

By the end of the hour I was surprised, she'd actually caught on very well. I think that she was just missing a few pieces of work and now I'd helped her figure them out, she realized it all made sense. I felt good inside as I helped her, being a doctor is helping someone, I know saving a life is different to helping them in this way, but still, I was being a good samaritan.

"well Mr. Green said we will be studying more endocrine Monday, so you should know everything you need" I said simply standing up and throwing my things in my bag. I looked over at her face and she look was looking up at me almost gratefully, maybe pleased I hadn't chosen to kill her. It took all my will power not to let a smirk show on my face, if only she knew. I turned round and made my way out the library. I heard her mummer from across the room.

"thank you" and with that I left with a smile of joy on my face. Not that I'd let her see it. I was pleased with myself that I could be of help. But I still wouldn't let this change anything, in class on Monday I would still be ignorant, and basically a jerk, I will leave my civilized side to these sessions. If I was a jerk whistled tutoring her, she's be more interested in the clock and waiting until our session was over. And if she wasn't paying attention to my tutoring, then I would be forced to spend every class with her in smelling distance, which basically means 'not good'.