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Chapter 10

I started my journey down the hall to AP Biology.

I soon was aware of a presence walking next to me.

From the way my heart sped up, I knew who it was.

Edward.

"Bella," Edward turned to me with a smile, "What music do you like to listen to? I heard you listening to Debussy yesterday."

I was relieved that he didn't ask why I blushed on his last question. I was sure he was going to.

That was the thing about Edward. He was always surprising me.

"Uh well I like to listen to a variety of genres. I just prefer to avoid anything that sounds cheesy or fake. I like classical stuff like Debussy, but I can also listen to rock like the Foo Fighters and Paramore. I'm also a fan of John Mayer, Death Cab For Cutie, and Hawthorne Heights. Country and R&B music is not that bad either," I finished slightly embarrassed. I don't know what came over me, that led me to give him such a detail response.

My rambling only seemed to make his grin grow bigger, "You have very good taste in music." (thank you Edward I know I do. Jk! I know that was corny)

I just simply blushed in response this time.

"Have you grown up in Phoenix, Arizona your whole life?"

Why was he the one getting to ask all of the questions?

"Yes I have lived there my whole life," I replied.

"It must have been a little upsetting to move right before your senior year then."

"Yea it sucks, but this is what my family wanted," I finished quickly.

I can't believe I just brought up my family again. I need to get the topic off of me.

Before he could open his mouth to respond I asked, "Shouldn't I get a turn with asking the questions? It only seems fair."

My voice was a little shaky. I was trying to feign anger. I did not want him to notice the panic in my voice.

His face held a little disappointment and looked as if he was about to argue a point. He must have decided better of it when he saw the worry in my face. I guess I kept panic out of my voice, but not off my face.

Edward simply smiled, "You are right. Where are my manners? Ask a way."

There were many questions I wanted to ask him. I was so curious about the type of person he was. I was also curious as to why he would stare at me and why he seemed concerned about my happiness. I decided against asking such deep questions. I think I was afraid of his response.

"Okay how about something basic. Where were you born? Yesterday you said you only lived here for five years."

Right after the words came out of my mouth, I remembered that he had also been adopted. This could be a rather awkward question.

He must have noticed the regret on my face because he was quick to answer, "It's okay. I don't mind talking about it. I moved to Forks from Chicago. I was born and raised there by my parents Elizabeth and Edward Masen, until their deaths when I was seven years old. I was then adopted by Carlisle and Esme and continued to live in Chicago until they decided on a change of scenery when I was thirteen."

It always amazed me how he could read my face and know how I was feeling. It was more amazing how he considered my feelings when he was talking to me.

It probably wasn't just me. I am sure he was this considerate to everyone. Stop thinking your so special to him Bella.

At this point we had arrived at Mr. Banner's classroom. Edward opened the door for me to go in first and then he followed. I think we were rather early because their were only two other students in the room.

I made my way over to our table and sat down. As I was pulling out Edward's copy of the class rules to return them to him, I heard the chair next to me pull out as someone sat down. I figured it was Edward until I heard Newton greet me.

"Hey Bella. How are you on this fine afternoon," he asked trying to sound smooth.

"Hey Mike and I'm fine," I replied annoyed.

I looked around the classroom for Edward. I thought he was right behind me when we came in. I then saw that he had been stopped at the door by our teacher. Mr. Banner had wanted help passing out papers for today's class and had recruited Edward to do it.

"So Bella," Mike interrupted my thoughts, "How are you liking Forks?"

"It's a nice a little town," I answered.

I then turned away, hoping that he would just go away now. I really did not want to sit here and make small talk with Newton. Especially not after my own encounters with him and hearing about him from others. So I was hoping if I answered him he would be satisfied and leave.

Of course he wasn't.

"You know this town may be small, but there's a lot going on around here. I happen to know all the "unknown" happening spots. Like where the best parties are held at. Where couples go. You know the make out spot? I could show you around sometime," he winked at me trying to sound smooth.

Gross. His attempts to sound smooth were not working at all. First of all who says "happening spots"?

Never in a million years would I go with him somewhere referred to as "the make out spot." I don't think I would go there with anyone. The name is just so cheesy. But I certainly would not go there with Mike.

In fact I would not go anywhere with him. Not even if my life depended on it. He just creeps me out.

"Gee Mike, I don't know about that. I don't really think that it is such a good idea," I explained as I tried to let him down easy. I did not do a good job at hiding the disgust in my voice.

This seemed to shock him. Like he wasn't used to being turned down. Some how I find that hard to believe.

"Why not Bella? Those falls yesterday were just an accident. No harm meant. Give me a second chance."

"It's not that Mike. It's just I'm not that much into partying and if that was an attempt to ask me out, it did not work. I found it to be rude. Please don't try to ask me out again, because no offense, you are just not my type." I really did not care if I sounded mean, but this boy was a complete pig.

His face looked like I had just smacked him. It took him a minute before he recovered and returned to being his persistent, pain in the butt self.

"Hey," he tried using a smooth voice again (failing miserably by the way) , "How do you know I'm not your type? I mean I know that was a terrible way to ask you out and I'm sorry okay? So how about I take you out this Friday night and you can get to know me better. Pick you up at 8?" Then adding another wink.

I shuddered before responding.

"Mike," I was starting to get ticked off, "I really do not want to date you. Ever."

Mike was starting to get annoyed, "Bella you know you don't mean that. You-"

Mike was cut off by a stern, but still velvety smooth voice.

"Mike, the lady does not want to go out with you. She tried telling you nicely, but you can't seem to take the hint. Leave her alone. If you don't, then do you know what that's called? It's called harassment. Forget about getting just another detention or suspension from the school. Her father is the police chief. Do you really want to find out what can happen to you if you don't stop?"

The glare Mike was receiving from Edward right now, left him too frightened to do anything but shake his head no. I had never heard him talk so harsh before.

Mike was still sitting next to me unable to move. Edward gave him motivation enough to do so.

Edward's face seemed to calm down, but when he spoke to Mike his voice still held the same sternness, "Glad you understand. Now I believe that is my seat."

Mike hopped up so fast and scampered over to his seat across the room.

"Thank you Edward," I said to him. I really didn't know what else to say to him. 'Thank you' just did not seem like it was enough though.

"Anytime Bella," all anger drained from his voice. It was soft and caring again. "Like I said I enjoy helping beautiful girls."

Before either of us could speak again, Mr. Banner had started the class. He kept us busy the whole time with an 'active' lecture. Other wise known as: Teacher talks about things that 'we will want to know' for when our tests come. This means students take notes, writing a hundred words a minute. Only to randomly be asked questions by Mr. Banner, making it even more difficult to take notes. Fall behind and your screwed.

Part of me was relieved. I really did not know what to say to Edward. I think I would have just kept apologizing. I don't even know if I could do that. He always left me so breathless.

What surprised me was that the other part of me felt... disappointed? There was always a feeling of comfort and understanding when I talked to him. Once I got over the racing heart and labored breathing of course.

Sure the closeness worried me. It was just nice to have someone who I could talk to though. Someone who genuinely cared and did not expect the same back. Though I certainly wanted to give it back..

Get it together Bella. You will be done with Forks and then you will never see these people again. No need to become too close. I would have to be careful to keep my distance from now on.

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