A/N: Back to school for Bella! Wonder what Edward will be like? Any guesses? ;)

Bella:

3rd January 2006

Christmas was really, really great. I got a new bike (which was very much needed) and a new camera, which is so awesome!

Angela got me Twelfth Night, and a new notebook, and Jake, Quil and Embry all went in together and bought me a bracelet with a mini wooden wolf carving. It was really cute, and I've been wearing it ever since.

My mum sent me some clothes, but all of which were way too summery to ever be worn in Forks. Ever since the Phil incident, we haven't been on the best of terms, but things are slowly getting better.

Unfortunately, though, today is the today we have to go back to school. It's not the actual school I hate; it's more the people in it. Or, more specifically, Edward. I've still been trying to think what he could have in his notebook, that he was so desperate for me not to see. Maybe he was pre-writing all his 'witty' comments that he says to me. Or maybe he was thinking of more ways to make my life hell.

Either way, it was weird.

Today was weird, seeing as it wasn't raining or snowing, which was quite strange. For the past week it's been raining like crazy, and everyone thought it would snow. But, it hasn't, which doesn't particularly bother me.

I arrived at school, and, as usual, Angela was here before me. I walked over to her and gave her a hug, because I hadn't seen her since before Christmas.

Lessons seemed just like they always did; boring. They seemed to drag on and on, and I was relieved when it was lunch time. I told myself not to read Twelfth Night yet, but I couldn't help myself, so I already have. But I can still discuss it with Angela, at least.

"Hey Bella, you look happy today!" Angela said, sounding shocked.

"Maybe that's because I haven't seen a certain someone." I said happily. It was true, all day; I hadn't heard or seen anything from Edward. Maybe he was ill?

"Would that person be me?" His voice asked from behind me. I spoke too soon.

"How did you know?" I asked in mock surprise.

"Just a lucky guess, I suppose." Edward said.

"Ok…" I trailed off while I put my bag down on the table next to Angela. It was really heavy today, because of all my books. Damn school.

"Not going to ask me how my holidays were?" Edward asked me after an awkward silence.

"No… Because I don't really give a damn about how your Christmas was." I told him.

"Well, how were your holidays?" Edward asked me.

"Great, because I didn't have to see you for two whole weeks!" Ok, maybe I was being a bit of a bitch to him, but I didn't really care.

"Someone's moody." Edward told me, stating the obvious.

"Someone's stating the obvious." I replied.

"Someone's mimicking someone." Damn, that didn't annoy him anymore. That's not fair; I now have nothing to go on.

"Someone's got something hidden in their notebook that they don't want others to see for some bizarre reason." I said, almost laughing when he looked slightly worried. Angela, on the other hand, looked completely confused.

"Oh! Do you have secrets in your notebook?" Edward asked me once he regained himself.

"No, I think we all, well, not Angela, but, I think we all know it's you who has the secrets." I told him.

"I don't know what you mean."

"So, there was no reason to why you were so desperate for me to give you back your notebook, and not look inside. You know, I dread to think what you've got in there." I told him, adding in a shudder for extra effect.

"Whatever. Shut up. Nerd." Edward said, before hastily scuttling out of the library. As soon as the door had slammed closed, me and Angela laughed our heads off for a good ten minutes.

"What. The. Hell. Was. That?" I asked, emphasizing each word.

"I think…that you…are most probably…the first ever…person to…freak out…EDWARD MASEN!" Angela said between laughing.

"Oh. My. God! That was HILARIOUS!" I told her while gasping for breath.

"I know! So, what's with all this notebook business?" Angela asked me once we calmed down.

"Well, at the end of biology the one time, he stole my book, and I told him to give it back, and he said make me. So, I quickly took his notebook, and I told him I would read it if he didn't give me back my book, because it looked like a diary. Then, he very hastily gave me back my book, snatched his notebook, and ran off!" I told her, and we both started laughing again.

I was actually not dreading biology too much when the bell went, I was actually slightly looking forward to how Edward would act. I got into the classroom, and saw he was the only one sat at his desk. If he hadn't of seen me, I would have walked back out, but he did see me, and so I couldn't retreat. One heck of an awkward silence is about to commence.

I stumbled about ten times on my short walk, almost as if my legs were trying to stop me from doing this. I sat down, and breathed out a sigh of relief that I hadn't actually fallen over. I slowly got out my books, because I didn't just want to have to sit there doing nothing.

"Don't ever mention my notebook to anyone, got it?" Edward told me more than asked angrily.

"Ok, sorry, didn't realise it meant so much to you. Seriously, though, what do you have in there?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.

"Nothing that concerns you." He replied, in the most harsh and cold and emotionless voice I've ever heard him use. Usually, he never actually scares me, and he only ever annoys me. He doesn't ever make me want to run and hide, and cry my eyes out, which I felt like doing right now. I quickly looked away, and down at my book where I began doodling. I felt tears begin to spill, and so sniffed to keep them in. One solitary tear dropped onto my book, and had it not been for the silent classroom, no one would ever have noticed.

"Are you crying?" Edward asked worriedly.

"No…" I said, in a voice that even I didn't believe.

"Why?" Edward asked quietly.

"Why do you think, Edward? Maybe it's because every single day you find some way to make my good mood sour, and seem to find joy in making my life a misery. Maybe it's because you've made most of the school hate me, for reasons unbeknown to me. Maybe, it's because the way you just spoke to, was the harshest, and most emotionless way anyone has ever spoken to me before!" I half shouted at him while tears poured down my face. He looked slightly shocked at my sudden outburst, and I was pretty shocked by it too.

"Woah…woah…woah. Calm down, there. You're crying like crazy because of the way I spoke to you? Maybe you shouldn't go meddling in people's things then!" Edward said, while other students started walking in. I quickly rubbed the tears from face.

"I wouldn't have been 'meddling with your things' in the first place, if you hadn't of taken my book!" I said annoyed that this had turned into yet another argument.

From now on, I'm not going to let Edward get to me.

A/N: Poor Bella, and EVIL EDWARD! I'm sure there's a reason for his behaviour...

Any thoughts as to why Edward is so harsh to Bella? :)

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