This chapter isn't too exciting, but I promise the next chapter will be a bit more interesting!

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Sunday passed in a blur of marking essays on Wuthering Heights, trying not to think about the night before, and failing to not think about the night before. Even the bottle of Pinot Grigio didn't help.

Edward's words played over and over in my head. "And when you let go Bella, I will be there, and I will make you scream. I promise you that." A shuddered at the thought. It was almost a threat, but it didn't quite work as he was threatening to sex me up so good that I would scream my face off. No matter how good that sounded, something wasn't quite right.

He was hiding something I was sure of it. The random and multiple girlfriends and the insistence that our ages didn't matter were obvious. Not to mention his exceedingly dark eyes and almost uncanny ability to tell when I'm horny. What is up with that?

Either way, the more I played it around in my head, the weirder it seemed. I shook my head, trying to stop thinking about him and try and focus on some of the awful grammar mistakes in the English essays. Sorry boys, but there's going to be a lot of red pen!

Monday morning

I was so lucky I had marked all those essays last night. The head of department, Mr Boyd, has asked all the English teachers to have one-to-one meetings with the pupils to discuss their most recent essays, and then to evaluate their abilities to determine if some of the boys need to drop out from English. And he wanted us to start today. The meetings were meant to be held either during break, lunch, after school or during free periods. Lucky for me, I had a free period at the end of every day, allowing me to get back earlier than most teachers to do marking. I didn't think many of the students had a free period last thing, so fingers crossed I could keep it free!

I walked into my English class (studiously ignoring Edward) and slapped the essays down on my desk. The boys looked toward me with a look of horror on their faces.

"Right class, Mr Boyd has asked us teachers to do one-on-one meetings with you all to discuss your most recent essays and see how you're doing so far." I didn't want to mention that some may be dropping the class. "Unfortunately, this has to happen out of lesson time so you'll have to book appointments in either break, lunch or after school. I have a free period last thing so if any of you have a free then you may book a slot then. If not, say goodbye to your lunch!" The class groaned in unison.

I smiled as brightly as I could. "Now today, we'll be looking at Cathy and Linton's relationship, so if you'll turn to the next chapter we'll do a quick read through then have a discussion."

The lesson was pretty dull for me as I had read it a billion times, but the discussion was interesting and my faith that was lost when reading the essays was somewhat restored. I tried not to notice Edward didn't join in, but I failed at that one, miserably. By the end of the class I was almost relieved.

"Before you leave, make sure you right down when you can have an appointment. And if you can, try not to completely fill my lunches up, I need to eat too you know." Some of the boys laughed, and slowly but surely put their names down and left. Again, I noticed a presence and I looked up to find Edward was standing there, reading the list of names.

"Miss Swan? You said you have free period at the end of that day? That's a 50 minute slot right?" He looked over the page with an innocent expression, but his eyes said otherwise. I took a deep breath in before answering.

"Yes it is, if you think you need to stay the whole 50 minutes." He looked at me intently, eyes flickering just a little.

"Yes, I believe I do." He smirked a little then wrote his name in my Friday afternoon slot. Typical. "I definitely need to go over some specific details in my essay, bits I haven't quite decided on yet. I think you'll be able to help me with that Be- Miss Swan." He quickly corrected himself, remembering the first day. But that smug smile was back. He knew there was nothing I could do to object to being alone with him for 50 minutes. In a classroom. On a Friday afternoon. I sighed, trying to hide my nerves.

"Well Mr Cullen, I will see you tomorrow morning then." I smiled as politely as I could while he just smirked at me.

"Yes you will Miss." And with another burning look, he walked out of the class.

I banged my head on the desk.

"Bella, you need to stop doing this! You're going to get in trouble!" Talking aloud helped, honest.

"Miss Swan?" I abruptly stopped banging my head and looked to the door, seeing Eric from my class come in. He looked completely confused.

After quickly composing myself, I beckoned Eric in. He only needed to change his time after remembering he had other appointments, but he left in quite a rush. Probably thought I was completely crazy.

Well I did make out with a 17 year old. I hit my head on the desk again.

The day dragged on longer than usual due to the various appointments during all my breaks, so by the time I got back to my flat, I was bushed. The weekend had taken its toll on me, both emotionally and physically. My head was throbbing, so wine was out of the question. I decided to chuck on my pyjamas early, curl up on the sofa and watch some crappy TV that I didn't have to think about to watch. I quite liked cooking programmes, they gave me ideas as I was quite a nifty cook sometimes, but they always made me feel so hungry! I nipped to the kitchen and pulled out a bag of nachos. Oh great, now I'm comfort eating.

To say the week dragged would be an understatement. Without breaks between lessons, and little time to eat, I was slowly getting more tired and grumpy as the week went on. On Thursday, Alice popped over to my flat and I very nearly shouted in her face. I know she was only checking on me because I wasn't answering any of her texts, but you'd think when she walked in and saw the mess that my flat she'd guess I was very busy.

But with Alice you can't be subtle; you have to whack her in the head with it. She was going on and on about getting to know Jacob some more, whittling about how I needed a man in my life. I knew that, but unfortunately for both of us, the man I secretly wanted and vehemently tried to ignore was her brother. In the end, I had to promise I would go out with her on Saturday and not leave early like I did last time.

That was if I made it through Friday afternoon. "And when you let go Bella, I will be there…" I shuddered and my body flushed. Baby Jesus help me.

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