Destiny
Chapter 4
"Hey Bella", the cheerful voice greeted me as I entered double maths.
"Hey Tanya, where's Edward?" I asked as I took my place beside her.
"I dunno" she shrugged as she fished in her bag for the mammoth textbook.
I began the fight with my bag as I attempted to release my textbook from the clutches of my history folder and English books.
"Hi" his voice slid into my ear. I let out a high pitched squeal as I dropped my bag on my foot.
"For Pete's sake, Edward! Why in the world do you keep sneaking up on me?"
As he opened his mouth to speak I clamped my hand over his lips. "And don't dare say to see the look on my face!" I growled.
His eyes were bright with amusement and I could tell he had a ridiculously wide and crooked grin smeared across his face beneath my hand.
As I glared into his eyes, I saw an idea flash across their surface and pulled my hand away quickly just as he stuck his tongue out.
"Edward! Were you going to lick me?"
Obviously, I said that very loudly at one of those horrible moments when the rest of the class momentarily stops talking. Their faces turned in unison and stared at me and Edward as if we were an act in the circus.
I laughed as Edward went red under their scrutiny and that's when Mr Chalmers walked in.
"My, we're quiet today" he said suspiciously as the heads swivelled back to the front silently.
One stupid ned in the front row piped up, "Edward was trying to lick Bella, sir"
I hate that boy.
Mr Chalmers eyed us with new found amusement and after assessing Edwards embarrassment said "Could you please keep your eating habits in check till outside the classroom Mr Cullen though, I'm sure, there will be something in the school rules against cannibalism."
The class sniggered as Edward wiped his face of his embarrassment and, sighing, gave a resigned nod and said sadly "Ok, sir, if you insists. I won't eat her in class" His false dejected nature gave him the leverage needed to prevent the class from questioning him as to the real reason behind his attempted licking and Mr. Chalmers quickly begun the lesson.
The whole class sat in silence as we feigned learning and as soon as soon as the exercises were assigned, the separate discussions broke out.
"Ha ha, gutted to you Edward," Hissed Tanya across my desk.
"Not really" he shrugged as if his face had not been glowing like a Christmas decoration moments before.
His ability to change his attitude towards a situation was admirable. He had gone from event mortification to comic cannibal in seconds. I wish I could do that sometimes but I can't change my outward emotions as it suits. My emotions run wild and free hence my ever so slightly violent tendencies...
"So, why did you try and lick me?" I whispered, avoiding another embarrassing announcement to the class.
"To see the look on your face" he said quickly. I kicked him under the table and we sat in silence for the next few minutes after Edward drew the classes' attention, yet again, with a yell of pain.
I pulled out my notebook and started a note because conversation proved risky in the fluctuating noise level of the maths class.
"I'm so sick of that excuse" I wrote.
"Well, tough" was his reply.
We carried on our written banter, as we do, until Edward turned the page to write another oh-so-witty comment when he came across a conversation I'd had with Jacob the week before in history. He started reading.
"No!" I spat, "Give that back"
Edward moved the notebook to the other side of the table and continued reading.
I could feel my face redden as I thought over the conversation that we had communicated across the blank paper, now covered in romantic confessions and embarrassing secrets. It's how we spend history periods, silently learning more and more about the other instead of World Wars.
And now Edward would know everything.
"Edward!" I hissed, arousing Tanya's attention. "This isn't funny. Give it back now!"
Tanya put down her pen and gave me an inquiring look.
"Me and Jacob and history" I explained under my breath. She understood due to sharing our class and an entertained expression infested her features. I hadn't let her read it wither, she would be no help.
Edwards face was blank, indecipherable. Every so often a smirk would flit across it- probably at one of Jacobs more cheesy comments- but apart from that his features were meticulously smooth, too smooth. He was trying so hard to look passive, uninterested and slightly bored; a convincing facade but I knew him too well for it to assure me of his lack of interest in what he was reading. His eyes, in the surface, were blank but they were a code I'd spent my whole life learning to solve. Indecipherable to some: a welcome challenge to me.
He was saddened by what he read; the mournful green of his eyes gave that much away, but I figured I'd gotten that wrong. Why would he be sad? Must be due to continual embarrassment in maths or something stupid like that.
As I sat, trying the get a taste for his mood, he turned to face me. "You discussed me?" he whispered. His voice slightly injured and there seemed to be a hint of pride- though I'd probably gotten that wrong at the current noise level of the class and he was barely audible.
And then I forgot about trying to read Edward and my thoughts turned back to what he was reading.
About him.
Oh crap!
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Oh-oh. Whats going to happen? Find out in the next chapter.
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