Chapter 6:

EPOV:

Two weeks have passed since the ball.

The mystery girl and I talked everyday and night. Texting, instant messaging.

I always waited up for her when she got home from work and pretty soon I stopped asking when she was going to show myself to me.

I figured it was going to happen eventually and I knew it was stressing her out so I just stopped.

It was definitely the highlight of my day whenever I got to speak with her.

She was so interesting and had the most interesting perspective view on the world.

We did the most random things. It's almost like we were dating.

We watched movies at the same time, sent each other music.

I asked if I could call her, multiple times, just to hear her sweet voice. But she said no.

I was disappointed, but I understood. She was scared that I would recognize her and then shy away from her.

What she didn't realize was that even if she was a social leper, I wouldn't care.

I would spend all my time with her at school, hang out with her on weekends. Anything.

But I really did understand where she was coming from, the poor beautiful oversensitive silly girl.

I was walking to my English class, to my dismay.

We were studying Romeo and Juliet and each day, we had to act a scene with a partner.

Today was the balcony scene, which means I have to lock lips with said partner.

I still wanted the mystery girl's lips on my mine.

And a new kiss would mean the scent would be pushed away.

I sighed as I walked into class and sat behind Bella.

She seemed to be ignoring me these past few weeks and wearing that awful tweed hat.

Maybe she had an awful hair crisis and was covering it up, like most girls would.

I took my books out and opened my copy of Romeo and Juliet and began memorizing the play.

I was deep into reading that I didn't realize the shadow on my desk. So, the voice startled me.

"Hey, baby." The voice slurred.

I sighed as I recognized the voice.

"Hello, Jessica. What can I do for you?"

She giggled, trying to sound flirtatious and sat down on my desk.

I sat back and silently groaned.

Why couldn't she just leave me alone?

"Well," she began, twisting a strand of her hair, "I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight?" She batted her eyelids.

I rolled my eyes and replied "No."

She put on her fake puppy dog eyes. "But whyyyyy, Eddie? You know we're going to date eventually."

I sighed. "No, Jessica, it's not going to happen. I don't like you in that way. Never have, never will. Just because you're the "Queen Bee" and you categorize me as the "King", does not mean that we are basically prone to date, fall in love and have 50 kids, as you have convinced yourself."

"But, but.." She whimpered.

I sighed again. "Jessica, please, leave me alone. I don't express any interest in you, so please just stay away from me."

"But, Eddie-puss!" She raised her hand and moved it onto my thigh, stroking it up and down. "I could make it worth your while." She purred.

I grabbed her hand and put it back on her lap. "Jessica, don't do that again. Read my lips: I.Do.Not.Like.You."

"Is it someone else?"

"Yes. But even if there wasn't, I still wouldn't go out with you. But there is a girl I like."

"Who?"

"I don't know."

"How can you not know?"
"That's none of your business, nothing I do is any of your business. So just please leave me alone!" I groaned.

"But.."

"Look Jessica, he said no!" I heard someone yell at him.

I looked up and saw Bella who had risen from her seat.

Jessica hopped down from my desk and snarled. "What's it to you, freak?"

I growled. I really wish Jessica wouldn't call Bella a freak, she was quite the opposite. Extraordinary at the most.

"Well you've got your paws all over Edward when he clearly doesn't like you. Did you know that's a form of emotional rape? So before I report you to the police, I strongly suggest you leave and go back to your seat."

Jessica stomped her foot and huffed back to her seat.

"Thanks," I sighed to Bella.

Bella smiled. "No problem, Edward."

"Was that true, about the cops?"

She laughed a beautiful laugh. "No, but it seemed to get rid of her and highly doubt she'll come near you again."

"Thanks."

"Anytime."

She sat back down in her seat and at that moment, our teacher entered the room.

"Alright guys, this is going to be a long class, so let's just get to it, alright?"

That was Mrs. Duschane, always straight to the point.

"So, I want you all to do the same as the past week. Girls, write your name down on a piece of paper and when you're done, give it up to me. Then the boys will come up and pick a name out of the hat randomly and then said girl and boy will be partners."

I waited patiently as all the girls wrote down their names.

When the girls were done and gave their names to Mrs Duschane and she put them all in it a hat, ruffling them to mix them up.

The guys one by one each picked out their own name.

"Mr. Cullen, come on up." She called. "Your turn to pick a girl."

I sighed and got out of my seat, slumping towards the teachers desk.

"Relax, Mr. Cullen, this isn't a death sentence." She giggled.

That's what you think, I thought.

I sighed again, picking up a slip of paper from the bowl.

I opened the paper and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bella Swan." I read aloud.

Bella looked up from her desk, looking at me with shocked eyes.

I smiled to myself.

At least Bella wasn't like the other girls, trying to stick their tongues down my throat.

The worst part? Even though she was my cousin's best friend, I always had a little crush on Bella. But she never expressed any interest in me.

I stuffed the paper in my pocket and strolled down to my seat.

Emmett was the last person to pick out a name and before he could reach into the hat, Lauren Mallory let out a squeal of delight.

Everyone in the classroom covered the ears, including me.

I chuckled. Poor Emmett. He was sure in for a rough hour.

He frowned and slumped down in his seat.

"Alright class, get together with your partners and pick an empty spot in this school. Grab your Romeo and Juliet books and rehearse. We'll meet back in this classroom in half an hour. Get going!"

Everybody raced from their seats; either excited to spend time with their chosen partner or (in Emmett's case), anxious to get it over with.

I stood up from my seat and gathered my books in my hand and walked over to Bella.

"Ready to go?" I asked, extended my hand.

She nodded her head, refusing my hand.

We walked into the hallway and I knew exactly where we could go to practise, it was always free.

"Follow me." I said.

I walked ahead and I could feel her trailing behind me.

We walked up a third staircase, where there was only one room.

I opened the door and gestured for her to in first.

I heard her gasp and I smiled, closing the door behind me.

"You like it?" I asked.

"Like it? Edward, this room is..." She closed her eyes and shook her head, smiling.

If only I could know what she was thinking.

I ran my hand along the ivory keys of the piano - one of the many instruments in the music room.

I smiled. "I thought that we could practise here. It's quiet and private. Definitely no screaming Lauren's."

She laughed a beautiful, hypnotic laugh.

"Do you still play?" She asked me."

That took me by suprise. She remembered me being able to play the piano? "Yes. Yes, I do."

"Will you play someting for me?" She asked sweetly.

I chuckled. "We're meant to be practicing."

"Pleaaaase?" She pleaded with me.

I sighed and groaned. "Fine."

I moved to the piano, grabbing Bella's hand and dragging her along with me.

I sat down on the bench, removing her warm hand mine.

She seemed reluctant to let mine go but I shrugged it off.

I stretched my fingers in front of the piano.

Then, I placed my hands over the keys and the music began to flow swiftly around us.

I started off with something she might know, Beethoven's classics, then I moved swiftly to Berlioz and after a few minutes, I moved to a piece I was currently working on.

The sweet, melodic tune played from my fingers on the keys.

I thought of the mystery girl, her eyes, her hair, her allure and the song came like second nature.

Finally, I hit the last key and rested my hands on lap.

There was a moments silence, only our breathing could be heard.

"Wow." Bella finally said. "Edward, that was amazing. But I didn't recognize the last piece, who was that by?"

"Uh.." I ran my fingers through my already frazzled hair. "By me. I, um, write my own music now."

"Really?" Bella asked, suprised.

I nodded and she smiled.

"What was the inspiration for it? It's beautiful." She said, sounding like she was in a day dream.

"For this girl I like. At the dance, I met this girl I really like, but I didn't get a chance to ask her name. And I really like her and we're still in contact, but she won't tell me her identity." I admitted.

"Huh. Well, maybe she'll tell you, eventually, when she's ready.." She mused.

I nodded. "Maybe. Well, we better get rehearsing before our hour is up."

She laughed and stood up, grabbing her book.

We got most of the scene done, apart from the kissing scene, we were two or three lines from it when Bella looked at our watch and saw that our time was up and we had to rush back to our classroom before Mrs. Duschane bit our heads off and gave us a detention for being late.

We ran towards the class and made it just in time.

We sat down in our seats and just after we got settled, our teacher walked in.

"Alright class, so who's first? Ah, Miss Mallory, would you and Mr. Cullen please entertain us with your rehearsing?"

"Gladly!" I heard Lauren screech while Emmett groaned.

Lauren kept pulling Emmett up to the front, while the whole class was laughing to his reluctance.

I put my hands over my eyes, leaning against the wall.

This was going to be a looong rehearsal.

Before I knew it, I was off dreaming about the mystery girl again.

Why oh why wouldn't she tell me who she was?

I knew she liked me as much as I liked her.

But still, she seemed reluctant to tell me because of the whole clique issues.

But I knew she wanted to tell me, I knew she did.

Then, I was shaking.

"Edward." Someone hissed. "Edward! Wake up!"

I opened my eyes in a start, seeing Bella shaking me.

"What? What is it?" I asked.

"It's our turn to go up." She said, laughing.

I shook my head and stood up.

We walked to the top of the classroom and faced the students.

Emmett, I saw had a look of horror on his face, wiping his mouth from what I guessed was traces from Lauren's tongue.

I chuckled to myself, poor Emmett.

The girls were all giving Bella evil glares.

I didn't know why, maybe because of that awful hat she was wearing?

"Alright, Bella and Edward, why don't we just start with the balcony scene?"

We both nodded and said our lines to each other.

Bella was better at it than she gave herself credit for.

If she could get over her hate of attention, she would be quite a remarkable actress.

"What o'clock shall I send to thee?"

"By the hour of nine."

"I will not fail; 'tis twenty years till then. I have forgot why I did call thee back."

"Then let me stand here till thou shall remember it."

"Oh, Edward and Bella?" Mrs. Duschane called.

"Yes?" We asked in unison.

"Don't forget when you say "forgetting any other home but this," that is the part we have edited so you have to kiss her then."

We both nodded.

"As you were."

Bella continued. "I shall forget, to have thee still stand there, rememb'ring how I love thy company."

"And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget, forgetting any other home but this."

I breathed, this was it.

I slowly bowed my head down to hers and pressed my lips against her soft small ones.

It started off a small kiss, but the kiss was.. familiar.

I wanted more. It seemed she did too.

She wasn't taking advantage, no.

It seemed like she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

Wait, wanted her?

Her arms wrapped around me, her hands digging into my hair.

Those hands.. so familiar.

I was about to make the kiss deeper when our teacher made a loud cough, breaking us apart.

I looked at our fellow students. The girls with their mouths open, the guys with grins.

Some people started applauding and clapping whilst wolf whistling.

I looked back at Bella, thinking back to the kiss and realized something.

Bella. The mystery girl.

They kiss the same.

Maybe.. could it be..? No.

I was just about to ask her, when the school bell rang.

Bella rushed to her seat, grabbed her things and ran out of the classroom as fast as anything.

At lunch, I tried texting her.

Are you Bella? Is that it?

Why wouldn't you tell me?

Please answer.

But eventually I gave up, lunch was over and it was time for Biology.

I walked in and saw that she wasn't in class.

She was avoiding me all day as usual.

Maybe it was her, and the hat was disguising her.

If only I could see her eyes, then I would know for sure.

As a new teacher walked in, Bella walked quickly behind and slumped into her seat.

"Good morning everyone." The teacher said.

"My name is Miss Dennings and I will be subsituting for Mr. Banner today. This will be a study class so if you have any homework that you need doing, please do it." Miss Dennings smiled.

We were all set to do our work, when she spoke again. "Excuse me, girl with the hat?"

"Bella Swan." Bella replied.

"Could you please remove your hat? I prefer students to not wear hats in my classroom."

"But.." Bella was about to argue.

"Unless you think you're an exception to the rule?"

"No Miss." Bella sighed.

"Good."

Bella removed her hat, her long hair hanging from her shoulders.

She ran a hand through it, trying to tame it.

I guess she saw me looking at her, because she looked up at me.

And I recognized it straight away.

Her eyes; chocolate brown.

She was the mystery girl.

Bella Swan is the mystery girl I've fallen for.

A/N: Ooh, lala. So now he knows. xD About time, right?

I tried Edward's POV, but I suck at it. I think I am getting better at it though, I HOPE.

Sorry it took so long to update, this week was a very long week.

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