Chapter 3

BPOV

I hated school the next day. Apparently everyone had heard what had happened. James walked around explaining the story millions of times while I stood by and pretended to care. I really didn't care what the kids at school thought. Charlie had told Phil what had happened, and of course Phil told Renée.

I walked into the cafeteria that day and was surprised to see that the normal line was closed. Everyone had crowded around some notices that were hanging up, laughing and talking about it. I walked to the nearest one and began reading. It said:

NOTICE

*By state law… all food served in the Forks High cafeteria is intoxicated and thereby cannot be served. The main cafeteria line will be closed until further notice. Accommodations will be made soon.

*The state of Washington is not responsible for any misunderstanding or confusion of those in the Forks food industry.

Wow. No food. I didn't blame them. The cafeteria food was disgusting anyways. I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder. It was James. He pointed out the window at a truck that was pulling into the lot. It was a Harris Teeter truck. "What are they doing here?" James asked

"Bringing food, I guess." I replied halfheartedly. One of the workers looked familiar. I shrugged it off and walked to the salad bar. Today I got a caesar salad. I sat down at an empty table and watched as people bombarded the workers who had the task (pleasure?) of bringing in stocks of food.

I looked back at my salad and tried to concentrate on not getting too much dressing on each piece of lettuce. For some reason – I guess you could call it intuition – I looked up. Suddenly, one of the workers tripped on a spill and a box of food went flying. As if by magic, James and the worker I thought looked familiar were by his side, catching the worker and the box.

The entire cafeteria suddenly looked up and saw the commotion. Apparently no one saw what had happened, only the aftermath. I was amazed, confused, and unsure about what I had just seen, but I knew the time for questioning would come later. I ran over to congratulate James when I realized who the worker was.

I turned from the commotion and half ran out of the cafeteria to my next class. I would sort this out later, I guess.

I called James when I got home. I hadn't gotten a chance to talk to him at school. He had been surrounded by both friends and fans of every sort wanting to know the details, but for some reason he wouldn't tell them. After the first few rings, he picked up the phone. "Hello?" he said.

"Hey. This is Bella." I said. He laughed like I had said something funny. "What's the joke?" I asked. He just laughed again. Finally, he stopped.

"Bella," he said, "I have caller ID." Once again he burst out laughing. Weird. I still didn't get the joke. Oh well. I faked a laugh and hoped he didn't catch on. "So, what's up?" he asked.

"The sky, the clouds, the sun, etcetera." I replied nonchalantly, trying to be even slightly humorous. He laughed hard at this. Man, he loved to laugh. Maybe it was genetic.

"Seriously, though, Bella." He said, trying to be serious. "What's bugging you?" I took a deep breath and began my story.

"Well, the worker tripped on a spill and halfway through his fall, you and another worker appeared out of nowhere and saved him" I said. "I was the only one who saw anything, and I want to know exactly what happened!" I sighed, and waited for an answer. None came. Suddenly, the phone started beeping. He had hung up on me! Great, now he thinks I'm crazy!

"Bella how was school today?" Charlie was home. He came into the kitchen with yet another box of donuts. I decided not to tell him about what happened. I just smiled and started making dinner. Lasagna was on the menu today, and I had a lot of work to do to make that happen.

After dinner, I went straight to bed. All I could think about was what had happened today. The soft pitter-patter of the rain really didn't help me fall asleep, so I turned on my Zune and put on "Angel of Music" from the Phantom of the Opera. I was asleep in minutes, but I woke up in what seemed to be seconds later, but the sun was up.