A/N: I'm SO sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out. I had major writer's block and school started and I've had homework to work on. I'll hopefully have the next chapter written within the next month...
Chp 11
BPOV
The next morning, when I woke up, the rain was coming from the sky in buckets. Oh great, I thought. More rain.
After a glance at my clock, I ran to the shower. After about 10 minutes, I emerged from the shower. I dried off and put on a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt then dried my hair straight.
Luckily I had packed my backpack the night before, so I just had to grab it and brush my teeth, run downstairs and grab a granola bar on the way to my truck, locking the door behind me. Quickly, I drove to school like a madman, only my truck wouldn't get past 60 miles per hour.
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My classes before lunch were just like any other. Only, today I met a new guy, Mike Newton. He was cute, but he looked at me like he wanted to get me in bed.
At lunch, I looked for Edward Cullen. He was in the same spot as yesterday. I caught him staring at me again, so I just stared back, trying to figure out why he was looking at me so intently. Suddenly, he smiled at me and mouthed "see you soon" before standing up and walking by me on his way out of the cafeteria. I felt my eyebrows pull together in confusion. It took me a couple seconds to figure out what he meant. I smiled at my realization.
Jessica's POV
I looked over at Isabella Swan. She was staring at something far away. I followed her gaze to where the Cullens and Hales sat. I also saw Edward Cullen looking our way. He was staring at Isabella like they were having a silent conversation. After all of the times I've tried to get Edward's attention and get nothing. Now Isabella Swan can walk in and he immediately starts staring at her!
All of a sudden Edward mouths "I'll see you soon," then walked by our table smiling at Isabella on his way out of the cafeteria, I smiled seductively and batted my eyelashes at him, trying once again to get his attention- I'm much prettier than Isabella and I'm more his type! All he did was look away and keep walking away shaking his head.
I knew he was in band, so why was he saying that he will see Isabella soon? Why would he see Isabella soon? Was she in band too? Hmm…. I wonder what instrument she plays Edward wouldn't go for a flute or a clarinet, other girls have already tried. She didn't look like a brass player or a person that would bang on drums. That leaves that weird tall thing- I believe it's called a bassoon- the oboe (it sounds like a dying duck, except when Edward is playing) and the saxophone. Why would Edward go for someone who plays the bassoon? Nobody could play the oboe like Edward, so that wasn't an option. I guess she plays the saxophone. She looks like she would play the clarinet though. I would have to find out.
BPOV
When I saw Jessica bat her eyelashes at Edward and seeing that his eyes only stayed locked on mine gave me a sense of pride.
I quickly finished my lunch, now eager to get to band. Standing up, I faintly heard Jessica huff in aggravation. After throwing away the remains of my half-eaten lunch, I walked to the band hall.
When I stepped into the band hall, the bell rang- lunch was officially over. I took this opportunity to get out my oboe and warm up before everyone else, giving me more time to practice the duet. Edward was already in his seat warming up. The beautiful sounds of his tuned oboe filled the room making me want to close my eyes, lean up against my locker, and just listen.
I forced myself to finish assembling my oboe. Leaving the beautiful music and walking out in the hallway to soak my reed. I heard someone walk up to me. I turned around, coming face- to- face with Jessica. She had an angry expression on her face. She stood a couple inches taller than me in her not-so – seductive heels. She leaned down and hissed in my face, "You stay away from Edward. He's mine!"
"Oh….I don't see your name written on him!" I replied, and walked past her back to the band hall.
Hastily, I played through my scales, tuning my oboe.
I looked quickly at Edward through the corner of my eyes as students started to arrive to class. I found his chair angled towards mine, like he was playing to me specifically. His golden eyes caught my brown ones. Smiling brilliantly, he started to play a song I had never heard. He looked into my eyes like he was concentrating extremely had on something. Whatever he was trying go do wan obviously not working- he closed his eyes briefly, his shoulders relaxing in disappointment slightly. The beautiful song came to a close a few seconds later, but I have a feeling that it could go on forever.
I grinned hugely at him. He smiled a gorgeous crooked smile I've never seen him smile to anyone else in the two days I've been here. "What was that for?" I asked
"It's just a song that I wrote yesterday after school," he answered in a normal voice then added "a beautiful song for a beautiful girl," a whisper he thought I wouldn't hear, with a strange emotion tied to it.
I thought about the last sentence he said. Who was this beautiful girl? Why did he play that song for me? Was I the beautiful girl? No, I couldn't be. I'm just a plain, quiet girl who plays the oboe. Why is he not playing for one of the flutes? Why me?
Mr. Muncher started class about five minutes later. Everyone was in their seat warming up and tuning.
Instead of Edward and I splitting off from the group to practice by ourselves, Mr. Muncher wanted us to work on the rest of the song with the whole band.
The other parts of the song were surprisingly difficult. There weren't many places where the oboes weren't supposed to stick out from the rest of the band-in a good way, it was part of the duet- but those few parts were hard.
After fingering through one sequence a few times during a couple- measure rest, I played it almost flawlessly. Damn that high C.
Any other part of the song was part of the duet, but we still needed to know what the rest of the song sounded like.
When class was over, I ambled lazily to physics. Arriving at the classroom, I noticed Edward was already there, sitting in his seat with his hands in his lap, twiddling his thumbs looking sad and bored.
When I walked in the door, his head shot up and his eyes locked with mine. His eyes pulled me in as I walked to my seat next to him.
I peeled my eyes away from him for a brief second to pull my binder out of my bag. When I looked back up, Edward was exactly where he was, like he had frozen in place when I looked away.
"So about earlier… who is this beautiful girl that song was for?" I asked with a sort of knowing smile on my face, kind of like I was calling him out on something.
A look of shock replaced the calm, beautiful contours of his face. "You heard me say that?"
"Yes."
He turned away from me, possibly embarrassed about me hearing what he said
"Just tell me who it was for. That's all I'm asking." I just wanted to know if it was for me. How could it be though? Who would write suck a beautiful song for me?
He remained silent until Mrs. Williams called his name for roll.
Why wasn't he telling me?
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Edward rip a sheet of paper out of his binder and write something on it. He folded it in half and slid it over to me.
So I hear that you are coming over to my house after school to practice a dance with Alice?
I was awed by the elegance of his handwriting.
I wrote back a 'yes' in my chicken-scratch.
Would you like a ride to my house after school?
I guess…how would my truck get back to my house?
I will have Jasper take it there. I'm sure he will not mind.
Ok. I guess I'll meet you after school by your car?
Sure that's fine with me.
Suddenly, the paper disappeared from the table.
"Miss Swan… is there something you would like to share with the class?" Mrs. Williams asked.
"Mo ma'am," I replied politely. She turned back to the board to continue her lesson.
I decided that I should listen to her lecture and take notes so I didn't gal behind. I sneaked a peek at Edward out of the corner of my eye. He too was looking my way. I shook my head and returned my attention to Mrs. Williams. Before I knew it, the bell rang and Mrs. Williams dismissed us.
I shoved my binder in by bag and almost ran out of the room to dance. Once I was there, I dressed in the clothes I thankfully packed the night before, eager to learn the rest of the dance.
When the ball rang-class was supposed to start- Mrs. Cheese asked Alice to start the warm-up exercises. Alice bounced gracefully to the front of the room and turned on the stereo looking for the right song. The opening notes of Mr. Brightside by The Killers rang through the room.
Alice found the beat of the song and called out "5, 6, 7, 8," and started jogging in place- starting the warm-up routine. I followed along with the rest of the class. The warm-up routine lasted the whole song, warming us up thoroughly. When the song was over, Alice searched for a song with a slower beat. Clocks by Coldplay blared through the speakers. Alice stood with her legs about shoulder width apart and stretched to her left, our right. She held her body there for an 8-count and flattened her back and held it again. Then she went all the way down over her leg. She did the same on the other side.
Then she flattened her back to the middle for an 8-count and then went all the way down to the floor. Then she walked her feet together, her hands staying flat on the ground the whole time, like mine. She stayed for a couple seconds, then leaned on her left foot and picked her right heel up, stretching the calf out. She alternated feet, then went on the floor in butterfly.
We stretched for a while more, eventually going into the splits. I was surprised to see some girls not even being able to do a full split.
We went into our lines to review the dance. Thankfully I was a fast learner, so I knew most of it. We went through the dance, then learned a couple more 8-counts. Mrs.Cheese announced to the class that Alice and I would choreograph our own duet to go with the dance. Everyone would be dancing in the backround, but Alice and I would be doing something completely different.
When class was over, I hauled my butt to Edward's car. When I got there, thinking I was there before him, he was in the driver's seat waiting for me. How did he get there so fast? When I was about ten feet away from the car, he go out and opened the passenger door for me. How gentelmanlike of him. I sat down in the seat, but before I could buckle the seatbelt, Edward was in his seat, with his seatbelt buckled, and starting the car. He backed out of the parking space and left the parking lot at the fastest speed and with the highest precision I had ever seen. When he was on the highway, he really stepped on the pedal. I looked at the dashboard. Holy freaker! We were going 100 miles per hour and he wasn't wavering a centimeter from the center of the lane!
I didn't see when Edward exited the highway, but he was on a road in the middle of a forrest. About thirty seconds later, we were in front of the biggest house I had ever seen. It was more like a mansion. From what I could see, there were three stories to this freakishly large house. Edward stepped out of the car and was over to my side, opening the door before I could blink my eyes. Holding out a hand, he helped me out of the seat.
With my backpack in my hand, my feet slammed into the rough ground, while Edward's footsteps made no sound, like a feather on another feather. He opened the door to his house, revealing it to me. I stood in the doorway shocked at what lied before me. Everything was either black or white. On one wall there was a sheet of glass, a window.
A few minutes later, I heard my truck pull up. I guess Jasper drove it here. "I guess Jasper wanted you to be able to drive yourself home," Edward said. I didn't even know how long I was going to be here, or if it was going to be dark when I left, or even if I would be able to get home from this place that I hadn't been before.
No more than a second later, Jasper and Alice were in the living room, standing there, looking at me. "Why do all of you move so fast?" I asked
"I don't know what you're talking about," Alice answered.
"Really," I said curtly. "From the time my truck shut off, to the time you were standing where you are now, was about a second. Now tell me that's normal for you?!" I didn't mean to sound rude or anything, but I was utterly confused at the way they moved.
"Bella, let's practice our dance for a little while. Edward, Jasper, you are free to do whatever you want, just don't get in our way."
Jasper had a look of thankfulness on his face at Alice's words and bolted up to his room, pulling Edward along with him. I guessed that they were going to play some sort of videogame.
A/N: This is the longest chapter that I have written, seriously. I have more that 2,000 words! AND it was supposed to be longer, but I thought I would update for all you gracious people that have taken the time to read and review and put me on your alert and favorite list. Thank you sooo much!! I love you all!! Review for me please!!
I will try to write more and update with the rest of the day with Alice and get it up as soon as possible.
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