I woke the next morning, too tired to move.

I stretched and got out of bed, I raided my closet and found a purple sweater, I slipped it on and then my jeans. I fixed my hair until it looked a little presentable, then I washed my face and brushed my teeth.

I bounded downstairs and left without any breakfast. Once I was on the bus I relaxed and thought about the day. I had to spend most of it with Edward and I dreaded it. He would be as horrible as he was before, and I felt the tears bursting to get out. How could he be so horrible to everyone?

I hopped off the bus and walked towards the school, my stomach churning as I got closer.

I got inside and tried to ignore the heads that turned. Once I got to my locker, I slipped my textbook inside and kept my folder in my bag. I walked to the Auditorium, fidgeting with my sweater as I walked, unconsciously biting on my bottom lip. I got inside and was happy to notice everyone talking so they didn't notice me too much. I began walking up the steps when I heard someone call my name.

"Bella!" I heard, my head turned searching for the culprit. I spotted Alice waving frantically at me and I smiled, "Over here!" she shouted pointing to a seat.

I started walking towards the seat and I sat down, "Thanks for saving me a seat…" I said quietly.

"No problem, oh this is Rose…" she said moving so I could see the girl behind her.

Rose was a pretty girl, her blonde hair travelling to her shoulders, and her blue eyes standing out from her pale face. She smiled at me, "Hi, I'm Rose…"

I smiled back, nodding slightly "Hi, I'm Bella…"

"Silence!" I heard a manly voice call, my head turned to Mr. Smith, "Today theory is cancelled, you have the whole day with your partner…" he said.

Some people smiled and cheered, obviously happy that their hands would live to see another day. Others groaned, and I was one of them…

"Bad luck…" I heard Rose and Alice say together.

"Alice was telling me about Edward…" Rose explained as we stood up.

"Yeah..." I nodded a little, not sure what to say. He's horrible, my subconscious told me to say, but my stomach was going hollow at the thoughts of going back into that room.

They smiled sympathetically and then Alice's eyes widened, "Oh! You still on for Friday night?" she asked.

"Oh yeah, definitely." I nodded and smiled. At least I had something to look forward to.

I reached the room and I found Edward standing in the exact position he was the last day, by the window. He turned and looked at me, and to my surprise, he smiled.

I looked at him for a moment, my face not showing any emotion and then I went to the seats. I dropped my bag and lifted out my copy of Wuthering Heights.

I noticed Edward sitting down on the seat next to mine, I was still furious with him and he knew it.

"Bella." he said quietly.

"What?" I asked through gritted teeth. I flicked through my book, I wouldn't be able to look at him, because looking at his gorgeous face would make my anger die away.

"I'm sorry about yesterday…" he said, his throat was tight, it must have been hard for him to say, he normally didn't apologise.

"Whatever, forget it…" I said.

"No… You got the wrong end of the stick, I didn't mean that because you're poor that I had to treat you differently, I meant –"

"I said forget about it," I cut him off, "Let's just get on with this stupid play. The quicker we get it done the quicker we can forget about having to be in each other's presence…" the words burned my throat. But why? I didn't want to be in his presence any more than he wanted to be in mine.

"You know what, fine!" he almost shouted, "Whatever, you're right…"

I nodded and continued to look at the book.

"I hate him," I said at lunch, "I actually hate him!" I threw down the last bit of my sandwich.

I heard Alice and Rose sigh, I looked up at them. They looked back at me with sympathetic features, "What?" I asked.

They looked at each other and then back at me, "You like him." they stated simultaneously.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" I asked incredulously, my eyes widening at the absurdity of their suggestion.

"Yes." Alice said, nodding, "We heard a big pile of denial…"

"Denial?" I asked dubiously.

Rose spoke, "He doesn't like you, so now you're pretending you don't like him…"