Teenagers - My Chemical Romance

This is so stupid, I thought, getting in my car to go to Coach Nelson's house. Today- right now- I'm going to meet Edward for the first time. What am I supposed to say to him- "Sorry your life is so screwed up - must really suck?"

And what am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to 'help' him? I'm not a therapist.

This was four days after Coach assigned me my challenge. It didn't go over well with my parents. They were home when I got back from practice.

"Can he do that? Is it even legal?" My dad yelled, furious about the whole thing.

"Yes, it's legal." My mom said quietly, staring out the window of our den.

"How can he do this? You have better and more important things to be focusing on right now instead of some charity case that your coach gave you. There are professionals that work with people like this for a living! Did they ever think of that?"

"I could not do it, Dad," I told him.

"Great! Call your coach right now and tell him-"

"But then I wouldn't be able to be captain,"

"Bella, there are more important things than being the captain of some high school soccer team."

"But, Dad, this is what I really want. I have been looking forward to this for four years. I don't want to just give it up like this."

"Bella, you can't always get what you want. Life is full of disappointments- you might as well get used to that now," he spoke harshly.

I could feel my eyes beginning to sting, knowing that all of my hard work was for nothing. There's no point in fighting with my dad. He always thinks he's right no matter how wrong he really is.

That's when Emmett spoke up. He had been quiet throughout the whole argument until now.

Emmett came up behind me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Dad, Bella has been working really hard for this. You would know how much it means to her if you were ever around,"

"Don't you take that tone with me, boy!" My dad shook his finger at Emmett.

"All I'm trying to say is that you should at least let her try," he put his hands up. "Just see how it goes."

Obviously, they did. It took an hour of convincing from my mother, but my dad finally allowed it.

So now- here I am, pulling up to my coach's house. I put the car in park behind a dirty black Jeep Cherokee and got out. Walking up to the house, I was only a little bit nervous.

I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

Coach Nelson's wife, Helen answered the door with a big smile on her face. She greeted me and welcomed me in. she then led me into their living room where I could hear soft murmurs.

"Just promise me you'll behave," I heard Coach saying.

"Bella's here," announced Helen.

There were two couches parallel to each other and a chair on each end with an oval coffee table in the center. Coach was sitting on the couch closest to the door and in the chair next to him was a dark, brooding boy.

Coach Nelson stood up when he saw me but the didn't move.

"Hello, Bella- thanks for coming. Have a seat."

I chose the couch across from them and sat in the middle so as to not get to close to the body in the chair. Helen joined her husband on the couch. They both looked anxious.

"So, Bella- this is Edward," said Coach, gesturing towards the lump to my left that had yet tot move.

"Edward, this is Bella Swan- the girls we told you about." Helen spoke.

Although he stayed slouched in his seat, Edward did lift his eyes to mine and gave me a slight nod.

He had beautiful eyes. They were a light green, but very deep. And he was pale, with crazy bronze-colored hair pointing in every direction.

"Well, we'll just leave you two to get to know each other better," Helen said, getting up, pulling Coach up with her. He eyes Edward and then slowly followed Helen out of the room.

My first impression of Edward was pretty good. He was a real cutie if I did say so myself. And as for the not talking thing- maybe he was just shy. Of course, thought all of this before he spoke.

As soon as Coach left the room, Edward opened his mouth.

"This is bullshit- I'm out of here," he jumped up.

"Wait- what? You can't leave- I just got here! Aren't we supposed to talk?" I followed him to the door.

He turned to me. "I don't need some girl who doesn't know a damn thing to come and tell me how fucked up my life is. What the hell is wrong with just wanting to be left alone?" With that said- he slammed the front door. Seconds later I heard a car start up and screech out of the driveway.

As I stood in the same spot by the door, one thought was running through my mind: I'm going to be the first girl in Jackson High history to never complete her challenge.

Thank you so much for reading!

I'm trying to get the chapters out quicker but things are getting pretty crazy around here.

I chose Teenagers for this chapter because to me it really fits Edward's personality.

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