Well, here's the fourth chapter. I updated real fast this time, because I won't be able to do it for a short while.

I hope you guys enjoy!

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~Lenny~

I got to my English class on time the 2nd day and and waited anxiously for the other students to arrive. I didn't have to wait long before they started filing in. I felt uneasy through out the whole class, hoping time would go slow so that I wouldn't have to go to my next class, which was the first of the two classes that Cullen was in. But time is never on your side when you need it to be.

Mike talked to me again in class and this time, another kid named Eric joined in on our conversation. I tried being as talkative as possible but the nerves I had were overpowering my social skills.

Finally, when class was over, Mike and Eric walked by my side to class. I found out that Eric also had government class next. I was grateful for that because with all the other problems I was going through, I had forgotten where the class was.

I walked in and didn't even look over to the left. I didn't want to know if the vampire was sitting in his seat already. I sat in the seat in the back of the room, thankful once again that I wasn't in the front. Eric sat in a desk next to mine, which probably belonged to someone else, and continued to babble on about whatever he had been talking about a couple minutes ago.

After maybe 20 minutes into class, I decided that it was okay to sneak a look over at the Vampire. I glanced to the left of the room and saw him sitting with his arms folded across his chest, looking out the window absentmindedly, perhaps thinking about something. I looked away then, and minded my own business.

When class ended, Cullen once again walked out of class faster than any of the other students. Before he left though, he gave me a quick glance, sizing me up and down, from head to toes. It made feel uncomfortable, so I looked away quickly, pretending to be interested in something else. The scent he left that filled the room still smelled sweet to me, instead of repulsing.

"What class do you have next?" Eric asked, seeking my attention again.

"Trigonometry"

"Oh, cool. I guess I'll see you later then. Maybe I'll sit at lunch with you today"

"Oh okay" Great, I thought.

Eric seemed nice and all, but he talked too much. But then again, maybe I was just to nervous about this afternoon to appreciate anything. I decided that maybe I shouldn't judge anyone just yet. After all, they were being nice enough to even bother talking to me.

At lunch, I sat with the same group of people I had the day before. And Eric did sit at the same lunch table as me, like he had said he would. They were talking about a show that was on last night. I had no idea what show they were talking about since I barely got any time to watch T.V., so I just listened. It seemed like Jessica wanted most of the attention to be on her since she and some other girl were the loudest ones talking.

I sat with my back to the table that contained all the vampires. This went against my natural instincts to never turn my back to an enemy, but I thought it might help with the anxiety of having to look at them the whole time. But I was wrong. It felt even worse to not have an eye on them and know every move they were making.

I was texting Jacob so that he could distract me, when Mike Newton says my name. I look up from my phone and look at him questioningly, but he wasn't looking at me. Instead, he was staring past me to the right corner.

"What?" I ask a little confused.

"Um... all the Cullens are looking over at you."

I froze and felt all the blood drain from my face.

"Why?"

He shrugged, just as confused as I was. I debated on looking back or just pretending like it wasn't happening.

I pushed aside my cowardice and looked behind me.

They were still looking at me, but when they saw me looking back, they all rapidly looked away. The Cullen that I had shared classes with, barely moved his lips to speak. I couldn't really hear what he had said over the commotion in the cafeteria, but it sounded something like, "Nothing, I get nothing from her."

Was he did he mean by that? Before I could hear more, the bell rang for our 5th class.

Shit!

The moment I was dreading the most was coming.

As I walked to class, I went over what I had planned to say to him in my head. For a minute I debated on whether I should just skip class and wait till tomorrow, but I convinced myself that I should just get it over with.

The scent that I always hit upon when he was around, was already surrounding the door as I entered the room. He was already there, in his seat at our table. He glanced up at me as I was about to sit down. I tried not to meet his gaze and instead started looking around the room when I noticed that Mike was also in this class. At least I have one person who I can talk to in class.

Class didn't start right away, instead the teacher just sat at his desk and stared at his computer, without being bothered by all the students talking. This only made it more awkward for me and the vampire, since we just sat there. It was maybe 15 minutes into 5th period that our teacher finally got up from his chair to get class started. He told us to open our books to page 235 and work on the 20 questions there. The whole class started complaining, moaning and groaning about how they didn't want to do work, so the teacher threatened to give us more work unless they stopped. For some reason, this reminded me of the way my pack complains sometimes, and the way Sam quickly shuts them up. The memory formed a smile on my lips without me noticing.

"Mr. Banner is ridiculous. He threatens the same thing every other day"

My head snapped to my left to look the vampire next to me.

Had he just spoken to me?

His face was smooth and expressionless, but at the same time friendly in a way. I had to admit, he was amazingly good looking.

"I'm Edward," He gave me a quick small smile.

"Bella," I said, forcing myself to return a smile as well, and looked away, pretending to be extremely busy with my work. He opened his book and started working too, keeping up the act of being a normal student.

A couple minutes passed and then he spoke to me again.

"So, you're from La Push?", his tone of voice sounded indifferent.

"Um... yeah."

"Oh... I heard the beaches were nice there"

"Yeah, they are." I couldn't believe he was making small talk to me about the reservation. I gave a quick glance at him and accidentally meet his gaze. He was staring at me with a slightly frustrated look on his face. I slightly shifted myself away from him, his stare was a little too intense for me.

"So, are you uncomfortable sitting next me?"

"Why should I be?" If it was time to confess, then I was gonna let him go first.

"Well, doesn't your family believe I'm some type of Mythical creature or something? Those are the rumors that go on in La Push, right?"

So I was right after all. He didn't know I was a werewolf. He thought I was just a normal human who came from the reservation. I was gonna answer back with the speech I had come up with, but his question put me on the defensive for some reason.

"No, we never even mention your family in my house. Where did you hear this from?"

"I don't remember, I heard it... somewhere."

I just nodded and looked away.

" I wasn't trying to be stereotypical."

I looked at him and his face looked apologetic, almost like he cared about whether he offended me or not.

"Don't worry, I don't care." Even though I did care, I was brief with him so that maybe he would stop talking to me.

He did, but for only 10 minutes.

"I think we have government class together as well, don't we?"

"I don't know. We might," Maybe he would think I didn't give a crap.

"Do you like that class?"

"No."

"why not?" He sounded so interested, maybe he got the idea that it was because of he was in it. Which was true. But the word respect came into my head before I answered something rude. Sam had warned me not to be an ass, so I answered in partial truth.

"Because it involves being in school."

"I guess that's true," he shrugged.

I didn't say anything else, hoping maybe he would just stop asking me questions.

But he continued.

"What class do you have next?"

I rolled my eyes, this dude could not take a hint.

"Gym".

He chuckled "Fine, I'll stop asking questions."

Aw crap. He noticed my gesture. I was about to make up some random excuse for my attitude but just then, the bell rang. He got up and left immediately, like he always did. I sat there, dumbfounded. Then it hit me.

I had forgotten to give him my speech. I guess my plan didn't go as well as I had wanted.

I walked to Gym class, replaying everything in my head. I couldn't believe that I was such a failure at being a werewolf that a vampire couldn't even tell I was one. But then I thought about it, and maybe this was an advantage. Either way, I was gonna have to tell Sam about this part for sure.

I was still going to talk to Edward Cullen about our situation though.