Okay, so I felt bad leaving you with only a short chapter so I've been working extra hard to get you this one.

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Chapter Six

As we walked into Bio I walked over to the teacher, Mr Banner, and introduced myself. He was a horrible teacher – because once again I found myself stood at the front of the class telling everyone my life story.

"Okay, hello. My name's Bella Platt. I've been in England and travelling with my dad. Mrs Cullen is my biological mom. I'm seventeen. The Cullen's and Hale's are my adoptive brother's and sister's. And that's it." I sighed and sat down. My eyes dropped, and I placed my head on the table.

My Banner started talking about blood typing. (Twilight, page 81) He was juggling a few small cardboard boxes in his arms. He placed them down on Mike's table, telling him to start passing them around the class.

"Okay, guys, I want you all to take one piece from each box," he said as he produced a pair of rubber gloves from the pocket of his lab jacket and pulled them on. The sharp sound as the gloves snapped into place against his wrists alerted me to look up. "The first should be an indicator card," he went on, grabbing a white card with four squares marked on it and displayed it. "The second is a four-pronged applicator -" he held up something that looked like a nearly toothless hair prick "- and the third is a sterile micro-lancet." He held up a small piece of blue plastic and split it open.

"I'll be coming around with a dropper of water to prepare your cards, so please don't start until I get to you." He began at Mike's table again, carefully putting a drop of water on each of the four squares. "Then I want you to carefully pick your finger with the lancet..." He picked up Mike's handed and jabbed the spike into Mike's middle finger. (End) I heard Edward take a deep breath next to me and he went rigid; I did the same – though a second too late. The smell of Mike's blood floated across the room hitting my nose. My mouth filled with venom and I struggled to swallow it. I put my head back down on the desk and prompted Edward with my mind to say it now.

He raised a hand and did a fake cough. The whole class turned to look at us. I unnaturally pale anyway so it wouldn't take much persuasion.

"Yes, Mr Cullen?" Mr Banner asked.

"Sir, Bella and I already know our blood types because of our father and Bella has an aversion to blood. It makes her ill and she already was feeling nervous because it's her first day," Edward lied coolly.

"Aah, right, Edward take her to the front office she can lie down there." He responded.

"Of course, Sir," he nodded. "Come on, Isabella."

I felt his hand on my arm to help me up – not that I needed it. He helped me out of the classroom and I walked out of the door clinging to his arm. As soon as we were in the hallway, I let go of his arm and smiled at him.

"Are you okay? You smelt it, didn't you?" He questioned and the thought of me smelling the blood sent new venom into my mouth.

I swallowed it easier this time – but still with great difficulty. "Yes, I'm fine. And, yes, I smelt it. I feel sorry for Jasper," I said, looking toward a room down the hall that I knew he was in.

"Why?" He asked, tipping his head to the side.

"Because, idiot, he can feel our bloodlust. And he can properly smell it anyway. So he's got three sets of bloodlust." I explained, in my very 'duh' tone. His mouth made an 'O' and he shook his head saying Jasper just told him he was fine.

When we came nearer to the front office I put my 'ill' facade back on. As soon as Mrs Cope saw Edward half dragging me towards her she told me to go sit down. I pushed a thought into Edward's head first, Ask if I can have the rest of the day off – I have gym next! He nodded very slightly, and I grinned to myself.

After Edward 'persuaded' Mrs Cope into letting me have my first day off, we walked outside and got into my car. Much to my disgust, Edward was driving. I was like him when it came to my cars – nobody but me drives them! I was about ready to scream by the time Edward pulled up in front of the house. He had been doing thing purposely. He nearly hit another car by driving too quickly. And he swerved, and tried to hit a tree.

I got out and slammed the door, glaring at him. I suddenly got an idea.

I smirked and let out a small whimper. "Moooommmmyyy, Edward's being mean to me," I screeched. And, my mum was out of the house and I was in her arms less than two seconds later. Edward glared at me – because he knew that he was in deep shit now – and I smiled innocently back. No one messes with Esme Cullen's baby girl.

I sent a small thought into his head, it was demeaning and very childlike but I didn't care.

Ha-ha, Edward's in trouble! Edward's in trouble! I sang, and once again he glared at me.

This should make up for a whole chapter. Carried on from Monday when I did my half chapter.

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