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Chapter 2
Bella's POV
"I've got to grab a new coat," Tara began nodding towards a small boutique. "Since I'm sharing the truck, I've got some spare cash lying around and Forks is a lot colder than I would have believed possible, do you mind?" she nodded her head towards the boutique again, we were still a little cautious around each other as with any new friendship. I could sense she was treading carefully trying to work out my personality.
I smiled. "No, sure, that's fine" I answered and followed her in. It was clear that Tara had become aware that her current wardrobe would not be sufficient with the Forks weather.
Eventually Tara narrowed her choice down to two coats. Grey and Black, they were both quite similar in design, military style, a fashion trend which I seemed to have missed. "Ohh, so confused!" Tara groaned, she was embarrassed and didn't want to push my patience on our first outing togther, nonetheless she tried the grey one on for the fourth time.
"I'd go for that one," a musical voice interrupted, we both span round and came face to face with two of the most beautiful women in the world. One was tall, and blonde, classical beauty, the other shorter, with dark spiky hair in every direction, her beauty was also as breath taking, they both had the same topaz eyes.
"Thanks." Tara murmured in response, she was clearly as taken aback, as I was.
"Show off your beautiful figure," the girl added grinning, her teeth sparkling; these pair of girls seemed perfect, flawless, Tara seemed astounded that they'd paid her a compliment.
"Come on Alice," the blonde girl began tugging on her elbow.
"Are you two from Forks?" the shorter girl asked ignoring the blond.
"Yes," Tara responded. "We've both just moved there."
"Ah, Bella Swan and Tara Jones," she smiled nodding to each of us. Clearly the news had spread.
"I'm Tara and this is Bella," Tara answered indicating to me, her eyes widened as though encouraging me to talk.
"I'm Alice Cullen and this is Rosalie Hale," the blonde strained a smile in Tara's direction. "I guess we'll see you at school tomorrow, bye!" With that they floated effortlessly out of the shop, I noticed there arms were filled with shopping bags, it appeared that their finances matched their beauty.
"Weird…" Tara mumbled next to me, she hurriedly got out of the coat and headed to the till.
"I hope all the students aren't that perfect," I muttered. Tara smiled at me understandably.
Next morning
I pushed open the front door and Tara was leaning against my truck, she still looked unusual for Forks but her clothes now looked a little bit more like they would protect her against the cold, rain, wind, fog and whatever else Forks decided to give us. Her dark brown hair was now curly, she had been annoyed all the way home from the shopping centre in the truck, complaining that she had a similar hairstyle to Alice, it appeared she had now changed it but strangely this hairstyle also appeared to suit her. Her blue eyes appeared electric with anticipation for the day ahead; she was dressed clearly very fashionably. Black jeans tucked into grey knee high boots, and her grey military jacket she had purchased the day before finished it off perfectly. She had a black leather oversized hand bag on the floor at her feet.
"Hey, ready for the big day," she gave me a thumbs up.
"Getting married would probably be easier" I joked back. The journey went quickly and a genuine friendship seemed to be forming and developing on that which was established during the shopping trip.
And finally...Tara's POV (You get to enter her head)
I stepped into the first class and moved towards the teacher in the corner, I felt eyes glaring into the back of my head, people trying to work out who I was and what on earth I was doing in the room.
"I'm Tara Jones," I spoke to the teacher's back, who span round.
"AH, the new girl," his fantastic response attracting me even more attention, "I'm Mr Lloyd. Would you care to perform this introduction to the rest of the class, you already have their attention..." he indicated towards the front. I hated this kind of thing, people's impressions of me could me made or broken in this 5 second introduction. I took a deep breath and stepped forward.
"Hi," I raised my arm lamely attempting a wave, this was going badly already, could I start again? "I'm Tara Jones, I'm from England, although I guess the accent has kind of already given that one away," there were a few chuckles of laughter, ok that was good. "I'm atrocious at introductions, so this will be over quite quickly," again a little murmur of laughter, "All I can say is that for my sins, I know pretty much zilch about American history." I glanced to the teacher trying to convey my embarrassment, "Hopefully that will change pretty soon though," people were laughing. Was that good?
"Yes, it is my quest to get you clued up on American History by the end of this year, you can take the spare seat next to Jasper Hale, at he back, please," Mr Lloyd smiled warmly in my direction. Maybe that had gone well? I hitched my bag higher up my shoulder and moved to where he indicated, I glanced at my seating partner and I was met with the most beautiful person my eyes had ever had the pleasure to see, but his face disgusted at me, clearly someone had hated my introduction. I unpacked my things and faced the front, my seating partner didn't seem like the kind of person that would be easy to converse with.
"Well, our first project this year is based on the two World Wars, you should alright on that Miss Jones," the teacher smiled in my direction. I smiled in response and nodded enthusiastically. "You will be working in your seating pairs? Please copy down the project requirements I write on the board," I felt annoyance, brilliant, by the looks of things my partner already hated me.
"Hey," I began, glanced towards Jasper, he was already staring me. How long had he been doing that? Had he seen the look of annoyance on my face at the project instructions? Hastily I glanced back down at the page; I copied down the notes in silence. Jasper didn't respond, I'm sure one of the aims of this project was to improve student communications regarding work. Ha! Unlikely in this case. The bell rung for the end of the lesson, I felt Jasper move suddenly.
"I'll e-mail you my half of the project, on the school e-mail system," Fortunately I spoke clearly and confidently. "I got given my account earlier" I smiled desperately trying to eradicate the hatred I believed he held for me.
"Yes, that is an excellent idea," and he left. Leaving me stunned, the only thought that really registered was that I liked his voice. Lame. I reached for my bag and began to concentrate on the lesson's strange events.
What had I done to offend that God like creature? Oh dear, did I just compared Jasper Hale to God? Was there a possibility that I was attracted to the hatred filled boy? I sighed and desperately stuffed my possessions into my bag, they wern't going to fit.I left a few sheets sticking out at the corners and just hoped that it didn't rain. A stupid thing to do in Forks but I'd no choice.
2 hours later
Bella's POV
I entered the cafeteria I saw Tara was surrounded by a small group of friends, not dissimilar to ones I had just a year older. My group joined hers at the other end of the long table, the separation was small, and I presumed that if both groups had been in the same year, they would have both been friends. Tara appeared to mid joke, her English accent audible over the rest of the room; she was certainly keeping her friends captivated.
"So what did you do to Cullen then, Bella, stab him with a pencil?" Mike yelled, I groaned and raised my eyebrows.
"Tara had a similar affect on Jasper Hale" James yelled and Tara shrugged but the way she rolled her apple across the table implied she was affected by it. I also noticed her glance in the Cullen's direction.
One the way home
In the truck on the way home after school, both of us were as quiet as each other, I finally broke the silence.
"Hey what's wrong?" I finally plucked up the courage to ask.
"Nothing much," Tara answered.
"Jasper Hale?" I asked, she shifted slightly. "If there's any consolation by the sounds of it, I had a similar effect on his brother Edward Cullen," I answered.
"Like, I was causing him pain some how, and he stared, oh it was so awkward," she mumbled only just coherently.
"Yup sounds familiar," I smiled glancing across at her, she was currently occupying herself by fiddling with the pocket on her coat, and I returned my focus to the road.
"We've been paired together for a History project, as if it could get any worse, I just said I'd e-mail my half of the work and he agreed" Tara confessed.
"Tell your history teacher, maybe he'll let you switch partners." I offered her an idea.
"No." Tara spoke clearly, "People disliked me back at home and I dealt with them. Jasper is no different, I'll speak to him politely when necessary. I've done nothing." She nodded determiend.
As I pulled the truck onto to drive I noticed Jacob and another boy standing outside my door.
"Who's that?" Tara asked glad for a change of conversation.
"Jacob Black, not sure about the shorter boy."
We both stepped out of the truck.
"Hey Bella!"
"JJAAACOOOOBBBB!" I smiled as they walked towards us.
"This is Seth," Jacob introduced indicating towards the boy.
"This is Tara," I introduced.
"Hey" Tara grinned at the two of them, introductions were definitely not her thing, but Seth didn't seem to mind, he didn't move his eyes from Tara.
"So you're from England," Seth began moving towards Tara, it was clear she was the only one he wanted to converse with.
"Seth's in love" Jacob joked nudging me. I couldn't help but laugh and hope that Tara would forget her worries from the day.