Day 2:
The weather seemed to understand my mood as the rain sheeted down thicker than ever. I watched it from my bedroom window, my eyes red and puffy from the tears. I wasn't a very strong person and Bella's complete aversion to me had riled me more than I liked to admit. I am not arrogant by any stretch of the word, but I try to be friendly to everyone and I couldn't understand what I had done wrong except look at her boyfriend.
I decided just to put it down to that she was in a bad mood and prepared myself for another day at school. Dressing quickly and waving a hasty goodbye to my father I ran to my car.
The car-park was empty when I arrived so I sat in my car and listened to the radio. I wound down the window and let the rain fall on me, it was refreshing and made me feel better. A few more cars pulled in and students began to enter the school, so I figured it was time for me to go as well. I walked slower than I normally would, letting the rain soak me. It made me feel happy for the first time since I had been at this school and it made me feel carefree. Who cared what that Bella thought about me? She didn't even know me.
My first class was Biology, and unfortunately for me, Bella and Edward were there already. Bella was watching me with disdain as I entered. I took a seat next to a guy I was pretty sure was named Mike.
"Hi," I said to him politely. He flashed me a wide smile. "Hi yourself." He said with a laugh. "You're Serenity," he held out his hand and I took it with my own. "And you're Mike." I replied. He nodded with another friendly smile. The teacher called for attention before I could begin any sort of conversation with him so I turned to face the front and took notes as the Teacher spoke.
"So, what's with you and Bella, huh?" Mike asked and I looked at him from the corner of my eye.
"What do you mean?"
Mike looked thoughtful for a moment before replying
"She was talking about you after school in the car-park, calling you a stuck-up whore."
I felt a wave of sad emotion rush through me but tried to shake it off.
"Did she say why she thought that."
Mike shrugged, "Maybe Edward thinks you're alright looking. But I don't think you're stuck up or a whore," He flashed a quick glance at Bella. "She's changed since she started dating him anyway."
I nodded, and gave him a smile to show that I appreciated his kindness. But even as I did this I felt as though Bella was staring me down from behind. I tried my best to avoid looking at her as it would upset me again.
The bell rang and I was one of the last to leave the class, making sure Bella had gone before I made my leave. Mike waited for me, with a questioning look but I did not feel the need to explain my actions to him. We left the room together and walked across the ground to the canteen.
It had been raining recently and the ground was wet and muddy. I took care not to slip over as we walked. Mike found my extra care amusing and he giggled as I stumbled. I grinned at him playfully, Mike made me feel easy, with his friendly personality.
Something thumped into me from behind and I was sent sprawling into the mud. I slid a little bit across the slippery ground and pushed myself to my knees. My entire front covered by the thick brown muck.
Unpleasant laughter reached my ears and I turned my head unwillingly to see Bella standing with Edward and a pretty Blonde girl which I had heard was named Rosalie, who both were laughing. Edward was hanging behind them looking torn. I spat mud from my mouth and wiped some mud from my eyes as Mike offered a hand to help me up. I took it, muttering a quiet thanks as Bella and Rosalie walked past, and entered the Canteen. My ears still rang with there laughter even after they had gone.
"Don't worry about her." Mike said, though his face seemed to portray that he did not believe that statement. I let go of his hand and made an the excuse of going to the bathroom to clean up. I didn't however, I headed straight to my car and drove home, even though there was still a class that afternoon I didn't care. I was two from two for going home crying from my new school.
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A/N: I was originally going to make this a five chapter story but I might shorten it to four. But then again I will see how it goes. Any suggestions? Love? Hate? Let me know.
Thanks – Cager.