And as I said here is chapter three. With out further delay on with the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight…!!! It is indeed a sad, sad day.
Chapter three
P.E hadn't gone exactly has I had planned. In fact it hadn't gone well at all. Not only did I find that Edward was in the class but so were the rest of the Cullens and Hales. Talk about bad luck! And it gets worse Mike was there too! Anyways after I had finished changing and come out to the gym the teacher decided that because the weather had been 'nice' the class' agenda needed to change and instead of the workout he had planned we were all going to the pool. 'Aw man' I inwardly groaned as several people, including Mike, let out whoops and all the girls squealed, as the teacher ushered us back to the locker rooms to change, again.
It's not as though I hate to swim, actually I'm a great swimmer. I was on my schools swim team back in Tampa; however this is just want I needed, more attention. And the wrong type of attention, especially from Mike. 'Oh well' I thought, 'might as well get this over with.' I finished putting on the one piece competition suit I had and exited the locker room.
Luckily for me Mike was standing by the doors waiting. As I walked up to him I saw that look most guys get when they see something they like appear on his face. "Hey Liz, you look…" he paused, eyeing me from head to toe, then continued, "great. Who'd have thought...." I cut him off before he could finish. "Mike, I already told you I'm not interested in what you're offering, so lay off," I snapped. My scowl was back as a quickened my pace towards the pool, thinking, 'Why is it every man has to look at you like you are piece of meat!?'
By the time I reached the deck everyone had already assembled and the teacher, I forgot his name so I'm just going to call him Mr. Teacher, had barely finished describing the activity we were to do. As I approached I noticed Mike had disappeared from my side and had gone over to sit next to the two girls from lunch. Great now I was on my own, "Thanks a lot Mike," I spat under my breath. Too bad it was loud enough for Mr. Teacher to hear. He looked up to see me just as I went to sit down, "Ah so good of you to join us Miss Matteson, I suppose you got lost," he stated, "Any how since you missed the instructions let me repeat them for you. Today we will be taking time trials. Don't worry if you're not very good at it, these are just for practice." "Ok." I nodded and managed a small smile, 'Well, they're in for a big surprise,' I thought.
As kids took there places behind the starting blocks I surveyed the surroundings. I hadn't seen the gorgeous Greek god and I was hoping that I had mistaken that flash of bronze for gold. Too bad I wasn't the lucky type. I spotted not only him but his entire family over in the corner by the first starting block. I was definitely right about them all being more than model worthy. My goddess they were simply gorgeous, far beyond the description of words. I surveyed them all individually finally ending with Edward. His was by far the best looking in my eyes and this was the first time I was able to get a really nice view of him. He was tall and muscular but not over bearing like Emmett. He was well toned, too. His abnormally pale skin mixed with his strikingly bronze hair gave him a surreal look. Almost as if he weren't human, similar to an angel with the light that surrounds their body, except his was darker, sexier. I let my eyes wonder over him, 'Goddess I'm doing exactly what Mike had done to me. But I can't help it he's just so… so, I don't know, I just can't help it!' I thought still examining him, 'Pull yourself together man! He's just a guy I can do this,' mentally slapping myself, I stopped the internal quarrels I was having. Allowing my eyes to glance up form his body to his face our eyes locked and I noticed he had been staring at me, too. 'Oh Goddess! How long had he seen me looking at him!? This isn't good he probably thinks I'm some weird stalker! Ah man this really blows. OK, fine I'm just going to get through these trials and get the heck out of here.' Frantically pep talking my self I quickly drew my gaze from his.
The entire time I had been engrossed with Edward, I had ignored what was happening with the rest of the class. Turning my attention from the Cullens and placing it back on the class I realized that my turn was next. I stepped slowly up to the block, as did the girl with brown hair from lunch, two other kids I didn't know, and Mike. "Hey Liz, let's see what you can do? Try and keep up with me, OK!" he shouted from three blocks down as if the whole 'lay off' thing hadn't happened. "OK, I'll try but don't be too disappointed if it doesn't turn out like you think." I replied a smirk nestled on my lips. He looked at me and winked, "I won't don't worry." At that moment Mr. Teacher shouted, "OK, this is going to be a 50 yard Butterfly style swim. Don't worry if you don't really know the technique; remember it's only a trial." Everyone with the exception of my self groaned. Although butterfly wasn't my best stroke, Free and Breast are, I was still pretty decent at it. "Swimmers take your mark," each of us crouched down grabbing the edge of the block for support, "get set…." Beeeeep! As Mr. Teacher blew the whistle I dove off the block splashing into the water. I dolphin kicked a third of the pool's length underwater then surfaced, earning myself the lead. Several strokes later, Mike close on my heels, I torpedoed into my turn. Again I kicked a third of the way before surfacing. Stroke, kick, stroke, kick, only a few yards to go. At this point I was a couple of yards ahead of Mike, and the others were just pulling out of their turns. One last stroke, kick and both of my hands touch the wall finishing in first place. Ok I know it wasn't a race but the look of Mike's Face when he finishes is going to be priceless. "24 seconds…" Mr. Teacher shouted as I had touched the wall. Six seconds later Mike finished. He stared and me incredulously, "Damn Liz, how come you didn't tell me you could swim like that!?" "You never asked, I didn't think it was necessary." I replied smoothly. The others had finished and each of us was exiting the pool when Mr. Teacher had walked over, "Where did you learn to swim like that, Melissa?" he asked. "Oh, well I had been a member of my old high school's varsity swim teem since my freshman year." I stated shyly. "Oh." Was all the response I was given.
Now having the entire class stare at you is creepy but when the entire class including the instructor looks at you in awe, it's down right strange. Not too mention the way the Cullens had looked at me with chilling fascination, didn't help either. "Um, excuse me instructor… may I leave to change now?" I asked. "Oh right yes well… alright class that's all for today. Go change and I'll see you tomorrow." He said to the class. I turned towards the locker rooms and headed to change. Along the way I heard little snips of gossip from different groups and they all had the same subject: me! Quickening my pace I made it to the lockers vigorously, stripped my suit and donned my regular clothes. I fixed my hair, grabbed my bag and left all the while thinking no hoping that when tomorrow came I would be old news and could sink into the population unnoticed.
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