A/N: I've had a lot of people review and say that my story is similar to the movie, 'She's the Man', but I want to make it clear now that I got my inspiration from the Japanese manga, and Tawainese film, Hana Kimi ;bows;. You can watch it on YouTube with english subs. Of course, my story isn't exactly the same as Hana Kimi but some parts are similar. So ... I hope that's cleared up! Anyways, here is Chapter 4! The title is a bit odd, Oddities (xD) but just bear with it! Enjoy and don't forget to review, review and REVIEW! Sorry for the long authors note! Read on!

Lolly

THEY ARE ALL HUMAN.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse.

Pursuit of Gaiety

Chapter 4

Oddities

EPOV

I understood immediately after a quick glance at the slip of paper. Isaac was to be my roommate. It made sense.

I had requested to the front office for a room to myself ever since I'd first started at Forks Boys' High. My excuse was that I needed to practice my piano, as so to pass my examination and make Forks Boys' High look good. And I would probably have disturbed my roommate, if I'd had any. They were quick to agree as dorm rooms were not in high demand. For the past two years, I've had always had the room to myself, a place to reside in, without disturbance. A place to practice playing my piano daily without fail. I was well on my way towards passing the exam. I wonder why the office so suddenly arranged for Isaac to share my room. I shrugged.

Isaac looked at his feet nervously. He was playing with his fingers on his lap. I smiled to myself. Usually, I would have been very much vexed due to such an abrupt change in my lifestyle but somehow, I didn't seem to mind this much at all. Perhaps just a little, but I was deeply curious about this young man. Never before have I been this interested in somebody. His piano skills were certainly astounding. How did he get to be so good? I wanted to know more about him, perhaps even befriend him. That thought shocked me. Edward Cullen didn't have any friends. Maybe I could have him play for me one day.

I thought of today in Music class, the way his music could make even the saddest soul on this earth crack a smile.

"Isaac, we meet again," I chuckled softly, only to have his blush deepen further. The pink was lovely. "Welcome to Dorm 3, I hope you enjoy your stay here. The Dorm leader, Emmett, will be here shortly to welcome you into our miniature cult."

He smiled coyly at my odd introduction. I wondered what he was thinking about. Did he think the room was too messy? I felt slightly uneasy.

"As I was saying, you are on my bed," He immediately jumped off my bed and landed on the floor. I couldn't help but grin at his obvious clumsiness. "The top bunk is yours."

He nodded as he scrambled up the metal ladder and sat on the top bunk. He started to fluff his pillow.

"Seven o'clock to nine o'clock is when I practice my piano. Do not disturb me while I'm at it, please," I continued, rocking on my heels. "In the morning, my alarm clock will go off at five fifty-five. I hope you will not mind. But I do need my practice. You are welcome to use my piano; you will need to practice if you are to pass your examination, which I am assuming you will undertake. Am I correct?"

He nodded again and looked up. "Do we eat dinner in the cafeteria?"

"You may, if you wish. I eat in here," The cafeteria was the noisiest place around. Definitely not my type of thing.

"Okay," was all he said as he climbed down from his bed. "I think I'll go eat now, you sure you're not coming?"

He turned around to look at me

I smiled and shook my head. "No, I don't eat in the cafeteria."

Isaac surprisingly didn't question me. I was relieved. Most people would have demanded a reason. Chattered on and on, but not Isaac. He didn't demand anything from me. I was beginning to like him more and more.

I would have been happy to accompany Isaac to dinner but I wasn't sure if he would have wanted me to tag along. I shook the silly thought away in disgust at myself.

Edward, you don't eat in the cafeteria, ever. Why change that now for a mere boy you've just met?

I watched him as he walked out of the room, nearly tripping over on the step at the door, and disappeared.

Isaac Swan was a peculiar boy, an accomplished pianist with a frequent blush. This was going to be a very interesting year, I thought as I sat down at my computer and started to type.

BPOV

As I stumbled out of the dorm room, I was trembling with shock. Edward Cullen was my roommate? How was that possible? That was something I hadn't counted on. I was expecting a dull pimply boy, unobservant and rude, not the Greek God, Edward Cullen.

I had to control my blushes around him or he would get suspicious very soon, I frowned to myself. This might be a little difficult.

A muscly arm suddenly coiled its way around my neck without warning. I was startled as I looked up to find a burly man, packed with muscles, looking down at me, with a silly grin on his face.

"Hey, new kid, my name's Emmett, Emmett McCarty, Dorm 3 leader, senior at Forks Boys' High," He told me and kept on grinning as we walked; his arm still around my neck, into the cafeteria. He gently stroked my cheek. "You have such nice skin. And what a cute face ... Such a pity you're a boy … If you were a girl … I would make you loose the most important thing to you ever in your whole life, tonight."

He winked at me.

"ARGH?" I screamed in panic and tried to jump out of his grasp but his hold was too strong. I gulped in fear as I looked up at him. I couldn't move, I was in too much shock.

"Dude, what's wrong? You okay? You are a boy, right? So you have nothing to worry about," He looked confused. Of course! I was a man, how could I ever forget that?

I cleared my throat and tried to sneer. "Uh, yes, I am, of course I am, otherwise, why would I be in a boys' school? Huh? What have I got to worry about? Men can't get pregnant, uh, so I can't, of course not! Heh."

"That's right, buddy!" He smirked and gave my chest a playful punch. I nearly died of shock. Thank God for my trusty crop top. I breathed in relief. "See? You might look like a girl at first glance but your chest don't lie. I should know."

We continued to walk towards the cafeteria. I tried wriggling out of his grip but he only pulled me closer. That guy has problems, I thought.

"Yo, kid, you're new here, so let me explain the rules in our dorm. The cafeteria is open between four and ten in the afternoon. You buy what you want, you go and you eat. If you want good food, come early, you know what boys' schools are like, full of vicious animals," Emmett flicked his hair back, trying to look cool, I guessed. I nodded. "The lights get turned off at eleven, which includes the relaxation room and the cafeteria. That's it, I think. Now, what do you want to eat?"

"Do they have Caesar salads?" I asked him, meekly. My stomach grumbled in agreement.

He unwrapped his arm and turned to give me a strange look. "Why the hell would they have Caesar salads here? Salads? Seriously? Those are for sissies, you're not a sissy, are you?"

I switched to my best man voice and smiled unconvincingly. "No, of course not, Caesar salads are for sissies, of course I'm not a sissy; I'm a big, strong man."

He raised an eyebrow at me. "Okay, well, have a good steak and some chips. That's more like it. See you around, Isaac."

He waved to me as he walked away towards a bunch of older boys, who were slapping each other on the back and throwing their heads back in laughter. I tried to smile back.

A bunch of nervous, nerdy looking boys approached me once Emmett left. I was surrounded.

"Um … Hi, I'm Isaac," I tried to make conversation with them but they just kept on staring at me with their mouths hanging open.

"Fuck, did you see him? He was talking to the famous playboy!" One of the boys suddenly exclaimed as he pointed at me. I cringed.

"Um?" I offered suggestively. His words worried me.

One of them turned to me and worded mysteriously. "No one dares to be that close to Emmett McCarty. It's said that every girl who even so much as speaks to him gets pregnant. Every boy goes insane."

They all nodded uniformly. My eyes grew wider and wider.

"ARGH?" I shouted again, jumping onto a chair. "Are you serious?"

They looked up and nodded again. I peered over to take a quick glance at Emmett. He caught me looking over and winked. I swallowed and shuddered. Why didn't anybody tell me that before? This was getting scary.

I nervously waited in the line to order a steak and chips; I didn't know what else there was to order.

"Hey, Isaac, want to sit with us?" Ben walked up to me with a small shrug.

"Sure," I smiled at him. At least I wasn't going to be a loner here.

In the little group, were Mike from History, Tyler and Ben from French, Eric from Geography and Joshua from English. None of them seemed too interested in music. I was slightly disappointed. But they all went into a mad frenzy every time the word 'soccer' popped up. I sighed. Boys must be boys. Somehow, within a few minutes, my thoughts drifted to Edward. I leaned onto the table, my hand supporting my head.

Why does he seem so closed up? Why does he seem to shun everything out? Why doesn't he come to the cafeteria to eat with us?

"Hey, Isaac, what are you doing? If you can't finish the steak, I'll have it?" Joshua poked me in the arm as he stole a few of my chips.

"Oh, no, it's alright, I can finish it," I was dragged back into reality. I bit into my steak for emphasis. Joshua shrugged.

After my meal was finished, I stood up and told all the boys that I was going to go back to my room. I couldn't take anymore of their soccer discussion.

My heart pumped hard in my chest when I realized that I was about to see Edward again. This was abnormal. This should not be happening, I thought to myself as I continued on my way towards Room 8.

Calm down, Bella.

My treacherous heart refused to obey me as it beat faster yet. My palms immediately felt sweaty.

I sighed as my room came in sight, what other options did I have? Sleeping in the corridor? Anyways, my stuff were in the room and I was in desperate need of a shower. I held up my sleeve to my nose quickly smelt myself. Yep, I stunk really bad.

I took a deep breath and pushed open Room 8's door. I paused before I stepped in.

"Hello. How was dinner?"

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