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EMPOV,
"That's it for today class, oh and before I forget you'll have pre-requirements quiz tomorrow, don't worry it's not graded." The calculus teacher dude said to our class, to be honest that's the only thing I understood this entire hour, and I think Mr. Calculus noticed because as I was getting up he looked at me and said "Mr. McCarty, can you hang in for a moment." I sat back in the too tiny chairs.
"What's up Mr. uh, what's up?" I said like the idiot I am.
"Well, you remember how last year was difficult for you?"
Yeah I pretty sure remember almost failing Mr. Calculus.
"And I do praise you for the hard work, but I think this year's material will be even more difficult, I would suggest you get help," I raised my eyebrows.
"You know like from the tutor center, I'm sure one of my AP Calculus students would gladly help you. Just think about it ok, I highly recommend it for you." He said nodding, "Uh sure, I will."
He then got up from his desk and went on to open a drawer, "Just think about it this way, if your grades were at an average for the year, you'll be able to participate in extracurricular activities,"
I grunted a "yeah sure,"
Mr. Calculus then took out a paper and handed it out to me, "this is last year's midterm, look it over, it'll give you an idea about the material this semester."
I took it and looked over at the clock, "Sure, uh is that all, I have class."
He nodded and motioned to the door, "Oh yes of course, you can go."
I squirmed out of the tiny chair, and got the hell out of there, I unfolded my schedule to see where I'm supposed to be now, English, crap.
Yet another hour of literature crap I don't understand, I mean seriously who even talks like that anymore?!
I walked in the English classroom, and apparently the lame teacher wasn't one for tardiness even if it was just two minutes.
"Emmett McCarty, glad you can join us, late and it's the only the first day, typical."
What was this dude's problem? Seriously chill man "Mr. Um the Calculus teacher needed to talk to me." I seriously need to learn that dude's name.
"Behind already are we?" he smirked.
I narrowed my eyes and started defending myself "Look!"
But of course he interrupted, "talking back too?! You know what, you can sort whatever issues you have in detention, now go take a seat."
I widened my eyes and seriously considered punching him but he wasn't worth it. I walked as slowly as I could and took a seat at the end of the class, and then dumped my bag on the floor loudly.
He was annoyed and I did my Job.
"That was totally unfair," a girl next to me whispered.
I looked over she was small - well everyone was compared to me – and had big brown eyes. I nodded towards her but I didn't add anything else, didn't want to risk getting 'suspended' or whatever.
I really need to get out of this town. I almost blew it last year, but I'm not going to this year, I'm just going to fly under the radar. And I'm pretty sure I'm gonna need a tutor, to hell with pride, who was I kidding I'm stupid.
EPOV,
"Yeah yeah, dad absolutely I'll be there, don't worry I know how much this means to you" I hung up the phone with my dad, and hurried to track practice.
My dad was going on and on about this internship in the hospital and how prestigious it is all summer. He wants me to follow in his footsteps like literally, I'm pretty sure he even drew up a map.
My father is weird about these kinds of things you know the future, he isn't actually my father though, well he is, but not my biological father, I was adopted.
My parents – my biological parents – are dead I think, well that's what the record says, but I don't even remember anything from that life anyway, Esme and Carlisle took me in when I was like 7 months old, so as far as I'm concerned they are my family, I'm not really looking for an alternative or any answers.
I just sometimes I feel like I owe them, that's why I'm doing all these internships and tests and applying to the colleges they want, and picking out classes that would help me get into medical school. The list goes on and on. Right now however, I need to drown all of my thoughts and focus on practice,
"Cullen, where you been man!" my friend Ben called out to me.
"Hey, sorry dad stuff." He nodded, understanding.
"Well anyway Coach is head over heels over that sophomore Jacob Black. Apparently he's been working out all summer, and is been on a meat diet or whatever; I think he's aiming for the Olympics."
I raised my eyebrows when I looked in the direction of where Jacob was stretching, "Him?! He was pretty skinny last year! What did he overdose on steroids or something?!"
"According to him it was 'hard work' and 'determination' what a loser"
"Yeah..."
Just then Coach Sims came over, "Edward there you are!" he patted me on the back.
"Do you see that?" he pointed towards Jacob. "That, I mean He is going to win us State this year, he even said he's gonna get his hair cut to decrease wind resistance whatever that is! You better watch out Cullen, he's pretty fast, might take your spot"
I widened my eyes. "What? C'mon Coach, running is second nature to me, don't even think about it. By the end of practice you're going to forget all about that kid."
"You should think of a sport that has less movement Cullen, you know something like Chess." Jacob said laughing as he walked passed me after practice. Coach Sims gave me a look from next to the water cooler, that was sort of a 'you see what I mean?' look. Then he started walking towards me, "I still remember him Cullen, you're gonna do better than that!" he laughed,
"He lapped you four times, where's your head at?" He patted me on the back for the second time and started walking away.
I kicked the water cups next to me, and then headed to the showers.
After I cleaned up, I walked out the locker room door and that's where she was standing leaning on the wall.
Bella, such a beautiful name and it fits her beautiful face. She was smiling a radiant smile, and for a second I thought it was meant for me but then I turned around to see who other than Jacob Black, unbelievable!
"Hey Bells!" he said defiling her name, "Hey you! Awesome practice! I caught the last two laps" she said hugging him.
He looked back at me and smirked, "yeah I know I'm awesome." He then put his arm around her and they walked away.
What is it with this guy and taking everything I want?! Not that Bella was a thing; no, she was a person, a beautiful person. I'm really starting to hate this Jacob Black.
RPOV,
Stupid Alice, stupid principal, stupid me! I did not need detention on my records, I'm already working my ass off twice as hard for this scholarship, that's the story of my life, needing to prove myself twice as much as everyone else to be taken seriously, I mean just because people think I'm beautiful - which I am – and that I have a killer body – which I do – doesn't mean I'm not smart! Which most certainly is not true, I am smart. I'm smarter than most of the people here.
The only thing I'm lacking right now is money, which is exactly why I need this scholarship, and a detention – no matter how much deserving I was of– is not an option. That is also why I was heading right now into Mrs. Jones' office with my best puppy eyed look on my face.
I knocked on the door and started speed talking, "Mrs. Jones, please I'm so sorry I didn't mean to, I'm so shocked at my behavior I…"
She apparently saw right through me because she rolled her eyes and said, "Save the act Rosalie, your face isn't cut out for innocent, and I'm in the middle of a meeting here" She pointed towards Mr. James the calculus teacher, I sighed, "Ok I'm just gonna cut to the point then, I really don't want this detention, and I don't really see why I'm being punished anyway."
"You slapped her!"
"Well yeah but, she was begging for it!" Mrs. Jones narrowed her eyes.
"Fine, ok I deserved it but isn't there anyway I can repay my debt without having it on my permanent record? Please? Please, Please?"
She began to talk but then Mr. James interrupted, "I might have a suggestion; you can join the tutor center" I frowned, "the tutor center?"
"Yes, the tutor center, I have a student that really needs help to graduate, and as one of my brightest students you can be of great assistance, what do you think Principal Jones?"
She hesitated for a second but then said, "Well I guess that's good Idea."
I shrieked, "Really?! Oh my god! Thank you, thank you both! Mr. James I knew you were my favorite teacher for a reason!" he laughed, "I'm flattered, now I'm going to call them and inform them, but you have to show up this afternoon to sign up and everything."
I nodded, "Oh yeah absolutely!"
JPOV,
I was running to art class, dreading it - not that I hated art, the opposite actually I mean I am an aspiring photographer or I guess I am - but I wasn't sure what to expect from this school.
But everything I was feeling changed as soon as I walked in the room and the teacher pointed to where I should set up. I was suddenly completely at ease.
There sitting next to the empty stool was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.
It was the dancer girl, I recognized her from her hair, and the way she was sitting cross legged so gracefully like she was posing for something.
I even think I smiled, because she smiled back, a very knock-you-off-your-feet type of smile.
I walked over and sat at the empty stool, she was even more beautiful up close; a cute button nose, huge blue eyes, and complexion that made me want to reach out and touch her cheek.
Her hair was shorter on one side, the side with the blue streaks that matched her eyes, but both sides were short almost as short as my hair, but hers unlike mine was jet black and straight.
I put my bag down next to me and leaned just a bit whispering, "Hi, I'm Jasper" she smiled and leaned over too, "I'm Alice."
Her voice had a high pitch to it, but a nice pitch like what you'd imagine a fairy sounding like. "Suits you, your name" I said.
She smiled and right when she was about to reply, we heard someone clear their throat. We both looked up it was the teacher. Ms. Flowers was her name I think.
"There's no talking in art class Mr. Whitlock. And Alice I'd think you knew better, being my favorite student and all." She winked at her.
Alice held up her hands, and whispered, "Sorry" and pouted, which I found very cute and funny.
"Won't happen again" I added trying to hide my laughter. Ms. Flowers went back to her desk. And Alice mock hit me with her pencil.
"Don't laugh at me! I'm going back to my sketch now." She said smiling.
I spent the rest of the class staring at her while she sketched, she caught me like once or four times but she sort of blushed and laughed, I didn't even think about my drawing, by the time the bell rang my pad had like a line or two, I think I could pass it as a modern expression of some sorts. It was very worth it though; I'm gonna like art class.
EMPOV
As soon as the bell rang I went over to the tutor center. I saw the girl from English at the front desk.
"Hey!" I said waving, she blushed and smiled, "Hi"
I went over to her. "So are you're a tutor?!" she nodded, "What gave me away?"
She extended her arm, "I'm Bella" I shook it, probably too hard, but she laughed,
"Emmett, Emmett McCarty." I pointed to the piece of paper she was holding.
"Oh, you need a calculus tutor." She said,
"Yep, please tell me you're one?" she started shaking her head. "Oh no, no but if you need and English tutor I'm your girl. Math however, I suck at."
"Yeah, you and me both and I just might take you up on your offer, so who's the genius that's gonna help me pass?"
She started looking over some papers and then she narrowed her eyes, "Well we have a new calculus tutor this year, apparently." She paused. "Rosalie Hale? Is your tutor," she said like she was apologizing. "Excuse me?!" I said, did I mention I needed to pass?
"You I'm supposed to help you pass?" a voice that came from behind me said, I turned around and it was Rosalie, well speak of the devil. She shook her head, "Oh you've got to be kidding me!"
I cocked my eyebrow at her, "Right back at you."
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