"I can't," I said as I looked at their faces to see if they were serious; they were.
"Sure you can," Rosalie stated. "We'll go this weekend."
"I can't," I said again. She just stared back at me.
"Why can't you," Alice questioned.
"She's going to be with me this weekend," Angela informed them as she came to my rescue. I looked over to see Ben's facial features drop.
"Angela, you don't have to lie for me," I whispered, making sure that the others could hear me. She just looked at me as if I was crazy. I gave a quick glance at Ben to show I was doing it for him.
"He can wait," she whispered so low that I could barely hear it.
"He really likes you, Angela," I whispered at the same level. "I don't want you to have a messed up relationship because of me." I got up from the table then, and I walked to class, even though I was going to be early. I heard someone walking up to catch up with me. I looked back thinking that it was Angela, but it wasn't. It was Edward.
"What was all that about," he questioned.
"Nothing," I said as I stared at the floor. I didn't know what to say to him, and I didn't even know why he was talking to me in the first place.
"It didn't seem like nothing," he grumbled.
"Just never mind, Edward," I said, and then I whispered, "You don't want to get yourself involved." I was hoping that he couldn't hear what I said, but he did.
"What do you mean," he questioned.
"Never mind," I said as I picked up my pace. I was hoping that he wouldn't follow me, but he did.
"You say that a lot, don't you," he questioned.
"I don't know what you mean," I replied, getting to my locker. He stayed right by me.
"Why can't you look at me and tell me the truth," he questioned.
"I am telling you the truth," I whispered as I put my stuff into my locker as I took out my biology stuff. Just as I was about to take hold of my biology text book, it fell from my grip and landed on my hurt toe. I tried to keep in the hurt that I felt, but a little bit of noise escaped my lips. He was instantly alerted.
"Are you okay," he questioned as he put a hand on my shoulder. I flinched away from it.
"I'm fine," I said after I gained some control.
"You don't seem fine," he grumbled.
"A book just fell on my toe, Edward," I reminded him as I grabbed the textbook from off the ground. "Do you really think that it's going to not hurt?"
"I guess not," he sighed. "So are you ready to go?"
"Which class do you have," I sighed. I could at least take him to it.
"Biology," he answered. I looked at him with surprise. He was going to be in my class. I wonder how many of the Cullen's were going to be in my classes. I already had two, so I didn't know if I would have anymore.
"It's this way," I said after a couple minutes of silence. I looked down at my toes as I walked, hoping that he wouldn't start a conversation. He did.
"So what type of music do you like," he questioned. I shrugged. "Have you ever listened to music?" I nodded. "When was the last time that you have listened to it then?"
"Before my mom died," I whispered as tears prickled to the surface. I quickly brought them back down again. I was not going to let this boy see me cry. He'd just make fun of me.
"Oh," he stated. "I'm sorry."
"You didn't even know her," I grunted.
"It still doesn't mean that I can't show sympathy by saying that I'm sorry," he mumbled. I didn't talk after that, and he didn't either. We soon entered the Biology room, and we were the first ones there. I just went over to my seat, and I was surprised when he took the seat next to me. "So what books do you like?"
"Romeo and Juliet and Withering Heights," I answered. It was the only two books that I liked from English class really. I wasn't allowed to read at home unless it was for homework. That's when I loved it. I would sometimes jump ahead of the class when I had a book to read at home.
"Those are pretty good books," he agreed. I just stared down at my desk. "How many friends do you have, Bella?"
"I have Angela as a friend," I stated. I didn't want to tell him the answer really, but I could tell that he was going to try and find out the answer.
"Is that it," he asked. I didn't reply. After a couple minutes, he stated, "I see."
"What do you mean by that," I questioned.
"You only have Angela as a friend," he stated. "You won't try for new friends either. I just can't figure out that part though."
"Don't try then," I warned. I didn't want anyone else to figure out what my life was like, and I could tell if he found out, then his whole group would find out. That was the last thing I wanted to happen.
"What's so wrong with your life," he questioned. "It must be just normal except that everyone else has more friends than you do."
"Just stay out of it, Edward," I stated.
"What do you mean," he questioned.
"You don't want to know," I whispered. Before he could question anything else, the teacher started class. I didn't even realize that everyone had came into class. I looked back at Angela who gave me a questioning look.
"Later," I mouthed. Then I turned back around to start Biology.