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That's when I began wondering if…..and I could be totally wrong and vain…..but I started to wonder if they were talking about yours fucking truly.
But why the fuck would they talk about me?
"How could you know? Can you see what is to come now too? You don't know anything about it, Rosalie," Edward's voice was sharp.
Rosalie…..the blonde one.
"I don't have to see what's to come, Edward, its starring us all in the face. Don't you see it?" Rosalie's voice annoyed and enraged.
I had to find where they were. I peeked around the corners and the very last corner, the corner that led straight to the restrooms, there they were. They were standing by the teacher's restrooms in all their supermodel glory. Edward was leaning against the wall as Rosalie stood in front of him. He looked at her like he really didn't give a fuck about what she said. And I actually felt proud of Edward for sticking up to his most likely bitchy, supermodel sister.
"No I don't see it. I have enough control of myself to be around her," Edward said and turned his head away from her too look ominously down the hall.
Okay…..I think its safe to say that they may be talking about me. But what the fuck is he talking about when he says "Enough self control"? Why would he need self control around me? That doesn't make any since.
"Do you, Edward?" she questioned him more. "One wrong move and it will destroy us all."
My breath caught in my throat. Why? What would go wrong? Why would they be destroyed? What the fuck are they talking about??
Then I felt the horrible taste of Bile rise in my throat and I couldn't hold it in. And they were by the bathrooms. Fuck…..my day really can't get any worse, can it?
My hand went to my mouth to momentarily stop anything from coming up. Edward leaned toward Rosalie and said something that I couldn't hear then she fluidly walked away, without another word. Edward leaned down and got a quick sip from the water fountain. That was when I couldn't and wouldn't hold it in anymore.
I ran as fast as my Chucks would carry me to the girls restroom, flung the door open, nearly dived for the stall, then threw up everything in my stomach. With my head bowed into the toilet I heaved up my stomach contents until there was nothing left. Then I slumped against the stall wall and breathed slowly and deeply threw my nose. I could taste vomit on my snake bites and I almost threw up again. I guess was so dazed from this that I didn't hear the door open and the footsteps walk to me.
"Bella?" Edward's stupid fucking voice said near my cheek. God I was so not in the mood to talk to him. I shut my eyes tightly so I wouldn't have to look at him.
"This is the women's restroom," I said, my voice was scratchy and weak. Edward covered up a chuckle.
"Well that is true, but I saw you run in and had to see what was wrong," he explained. "Do you need me to take you to the nurse?"
"No," I said, my voice coming back and my eyes shooting open.
Edward was crouched down beside me. He had a faint smile on his lips and looked like his father, Mr. Doctor Man.
I sighed and closed my eyes again. "Please just leave me be."
"No I'm sorry I can't do that," he answered fluently and I bet he was smirking at me.
"Well I think you should do that before I regurgitate on you," I warned. I almost wanted to try and throw up again so I could throw up on him…..sick and mean I know but I just wanted to be left alone.
"Oh please don't, I rather like this shirt," he said and laughed. The bitch laughed.
I opened my tired eyes and tried to give him a death glare but I bet I failed, miserably. He laughed even more and turned his head away from me. After he recovered from his laughter he turned back to me and started to pick me up.
"Put me down," I demanded as he had picked me up and held me in his arms. "Edward….if you don't put me down right now I am going to kick you in the nuts so hard that you will never be able to reproduce."
And even at that he laughed some more. Then he set me on my feet, steadied me, then covered his mouth to stop his laughter. I let out an angry sigh then waddled over to the sink. I ran water over my hands then splashed some over my face and even gurgled some then spit. When I looked up into the mirror…..the sight that I got.
I swear: Edward Cullen was looking at me, well not really at me….his gaze was aimed slightly lower than my face….so much lower that his mouth hung slightly open.
I turned around quickly and stood pressed against the sink. Edward's eyes immediately came up to my face. I made my face look shocked and appalled, even giving out a small gasp, even though I was but I was more dying inside from laughter.
"Edward Cullen!" I exclaimed, putting the things I had learned in Drama class in Phoenix to good use. "Were you just looking at my ass?"
Edward's face went into total shock and his already agape mouth hit the floor. I'm having the hardest time not busting out laughing. His mouth opened and closed a few times before he stammered out half an answer.
"I….well I….I was….I," he looked around the bathroom nervously, touching his hair every word.
Then I put the slyest smirk on my face. Edward looked like he was about to shit himself.
"I'm telling," I said in an devilish tone.
Edward looked at me, alarmed. He stepped toward me and put his hand out to stop me I guess. "No….I was just-" he started to say.
"To late, Cullen," I interpreted and smiled at him.
"Bella-"he started to say again but was stopped when I bolted for the door.
I wasn't far from the door, nor was Edward. Even though I was closer to the door than Edward he got there first. He was there even before I got there. I couldn't think fast enough how he had done that. I had hardly even seen him move. No, I hadn't seen him move.
I stopped dead in my tracks. Edward was against the door, against it in away to stop me from exiting through it. My mouth opened to confront him but everything I thought about saying didn't even sound plausible. How had he done that? How had he gotten to that door so fast? I swear: one moment he was about 7 feet away from the door and I was 5 feet away from the door, but before I had even gotten halfway there he was there. I hadn't even heard his feet move across the floor.
His face was shocked and angered. He just starred at me.
"Sorry, Bella." Was all he said before he turned swiftly and walked out the door.
The door swung twice after he left. I couldn't move. I couldn't think.
I forced myself to walk back to class. I wrung my hands together as I walked, trying to decipher what had just happened.
The class was still abuzz when I entered. No one looked up as I walked back to my seat. My card was weird colors but I didn't really care. I couldn't think. I sat at my table for about 2 minutes before the bell rang. I was a zombie as I picked up my things and headed out the door. Mr. Banner stopped me in the hallway.
"Bella. I was looking at your card but I couldn't understand what your blood type was," he said, and I really didn't give a fuck about my blood type right now. "It's possible that you have a rare blood type or the card didn't work. You should give blood so they will inform you what it is." He handed me the slip to give blood.
I didn't say anything, just nodded and took the white piece of paper. As I walked to gym I stuffed in my back pocket and didn't think about it.
Gym was great, and I'm not even being sarcastic. I played really well. I don't remember playing well though. I kept going over everything. Edward and all the shit he had thrown my way. And I just couldn't sort threw it. Everything was password protected and I didn't even have a slight clue as to what the password may even be.
The rain was hard and fast as I walked to my truck. I ran and was happy when the loud rawer of my truck droned out all my thoughts.
I drove home and tried to not think about anything except the road.
I was soaked from the rain when I got in the house, but I didn't change. The cold and wet feeling kept me from thinking.
I made dinner in a daze: pork chops, mashed potatoes and gravy, and a vegetable. Simple because my mind was to clouded to think of anything else.
Charlie came home just as I was setting the table. We greeted then sat down to eat.
I informed Charlie about the beach trip this Saturday, to which he said yes. He asked me about the people going and what time I would be back; all the things he knew he should ask as a father. But I answered them as a daughter should.
The rest of the meal was silent. I cleared the dishes then went straight to my room. I dug in my bag for a piece of paper and a pen. I settled down on my bed, put my phone on the charger, turned on the first music I saw, and began my mission.
I would compose a list of all the crazy shit Edward Cullen has done and then try and sort out everything. Make since of it all.
At the very top of the paper I wrote: Edward Cullen.
Then:
Stopped a car with his hand
Pale skinned
Eyes change color
Moves very fast
Mood swings
Hands are very, very cold
Then, when I had decided I had put down as much I could think about, I began the very difficult and very confusing task of trying to figure it all out.
Next to Stopped a car with his hand, I wrote He may be very strong…..Adrenaline rush……?
I had heard of people having adrenaline rushes in dire situations and they lifted a car or something. But then when I thought more about it, it just didn't fit.
I moved on to the next one.
Stopped a car with his hand------He maybe very strong……..Adrenaline rush……?
Pale skinned-------Forks doesn't get a lot of sun. Maybe it's a family thing, like his real parents were really pale too.
Eyes change color-------Contacts? He's rich so he could afford them.
I had to skip Moves very fast, because that shit still baffled the fuck out of me.
Mood swings------He is just a really touchy guy?
Hands are very, very cold------
And that one baffled the fuck out of me too. So my list looked like this:
Stopped a car with his hand-------He maybe very strong……..Adrenaline rush……?
Pale skinned-------Forks doesn't get a lot of sun. Maybe it's a family thing, like his real parents were really pale too.
Eyes change color-------Contacts? He's rich so he could afford them.
Moves very fast-------……………………………
Mood swings--------He is just a really touchy guy?
Hands are very, very cold------……………………
I went over my list and discovered that I hadn't learned shit from this. I had just asked myself even more questions that I may never get answers too.
I closed my notebook and threw the stupid thing across my room in frustration. I was so confused.
And I couldn't just go up to him and say "Hey why is your skin so pale?"
So I was up shit creak, with to many questions, and no answer paddle.
I turned out the light, pushed a pillow over my head, and tried to sleep. Sleep would help.
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