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Sun Shines
Bella
I love mornings. I could never understand how anyone could hate something so beautiful. My favorite part of the morning is watching the sun rise. It's a breath taking sight. I don't, however, like what comes with mornings. I have school on the weekdays and work on the weekends. School isn't all bad and neither is work, but I like to spend my days relaxing and my nights partying. I know what you are thinking, and it's not like that. I am an honor roll student and have been since I was a freshman. My dad doesn't really care what I do as long as I don't interfere with his relationship with his new girlfriend, Sue Clearwater.
I open my window to let in the morning breeze. I head to the bathroom to take care of my morning hygienic duties and then back into my room to get changed. I put on my green sweater and my favorite jeans. I slip on my light brown Uggs and glance over at the clock. Damn it, I have 2 minutes to spare and I haven't even done my hair. I glance in the mirror to look myself over. Double Damn, I have bed head. I run my fingers through it and shrug. Eh, who do I have to impress anyway? I grab my back pack and run down the stairs. I grab an apple from the fruit bowl and out the door. I hop in my Jeep and drive to school.
Edward
Banging on the car window
"Holy Fuck!" I scream out.
I look up and Riley Biers is laughing at me with his moron friends. They walk away after singing "Rock-a-Bye Baby" in a mocking tone to me. Fuck, can't a guy take a nap before going into school? I don't get much sleep at night. I spend half of it thinking about my family and the other half thinking about…her. I look up as soon as I hear the familiar growl of a 2007 grand Cherokee. There she is, Ms. Isabella Swan. Everyone calls her Bella. I don't call her anything, because unlike 90 percent of the school, I don't talk to her. Certainly not by choice, but because she thinks I am weird.
I am weird. But how I wish I wasn't, just so I can gaze upon her beautiful red cheeks and captivating brown eyes. They are like pools of melted chocolate and I would love to take a dive in them and swim deep into her soul and become one with her. Wow, I do sound awfully creepy. I can't help the way I feel. I would do anything to make her mine. But I can't seem to figure out what she likes. She shows no interest in any of the guys at our school. She shows even less in the girls, so I know that's not it either.
I watch as she hops out of her jeep and her perfect brown hair sways with the breeze. She stops and stares into the sun, well the rays of light that we get here in Forks anyway, and then closes her eyes. It's like she is soaking in the radiation of the sun to give off throughout the day. She sure does illuminate those dim halls at school. She is so beautiful. All of a sudden something breaks her attention as she looks over in another direction. I follow her gaze and then I see what has caught this beauty's eye. A blonde girl glides across the parking lot unfazed by all the sets of eyes she is attracting. Following her is a brunette with a pixie cut holding hands with a blonde guy. They are lost in each other's eyes and amazingly glide across the parking lot without stumbling or bumping into anything.
I look over at Bella and something still has her attention. It wasn't the three people who just walked by, it was something else. I lean further towards my windshield to see what it is. Then I see what it is, or rather who. A tall, buff, rather pale, and, based on the amounts of girls drooling in the lot, I suppose rather handsome guy is standing by a silver Mercedes. He shoots a smirk at all the girls and they just about die. Except for my Bella, she has more class. He starts to walk into the school and Bella's eyes don't miss a step. She steps in his direction, almost subconsciously, and I follow her with my gaze. Fuck, I leaned too far.
Bella
Hooooonk!
I am startled by some assholes' car horn. I turn around with a glaring look and it's that Masen guy. That kid is such a damned weirdo. I roll my eyes and turn back around. Never, in the four years I have attended Forks High School, have I ever seen such a miraculous sight. We have a handful of cute guys in this school, but no one here looks like him. As a matter of fact, no one here looks like any of them. I mean as far as pale skin goes, yea we all have that. The sun doesn't shine in Forks the way it does in Florida. But, they were beautiful. Stunning is more accurate of a word. But the tall one, he was something from my wildest fantasy. I have to make him mine.
I turn back around and Masen is still staring at me like a total creep. He gets out of his car and continues to stare at me. He opens his mouth as if he will say something, but I beat him to the punch.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer creep."
He still keeps staring at me and I roll my eyes and walk towards the school. I hear him mumble something in the distance. What a weirdo. I head into the school and to my homeroom class before the bell rings.
Edward
She knows my name. Well, my last name at least. That's something right. Am I being creepy? I'm staring at her still, oh god. Say something!
"My name is Edward."
Ok, that's better than nothing. But, I don't think she heard me. She walked away already. I am an idiot. I head into school walking quickly because the late bell is about to ring. At least I get to see her in homeroom and maybe apologize for staring. Yeah, that's what I'll do. And then maybe she will understand and won't be so standoffish to me. I take a deep breath and open the door to homeroom and great, Fabio is here. I sit in my seat and stare out of the window as the girls gawk over Mr. Muscles. What a tool.