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Chapter Two
I stopped in front of my English class, wishing I could turn around and run. I never knew I could be this scared in my entire life. My first period was English with, what read on the door, Mr.K. I was about to walk in when someone pushed past me.
"Umm, Excuse you." I didn't mean to say it as loud as it came out,but I knew I couldn't just back away from it.
"No, Excuse you. You were in my way, and I waited long enough." He looked down smiled at me and walked inside the metal door with the slim rectangle window to the left just above the door knob. He had blond hair that blended in with the white on the wall, and eyes bluer than the sky. I followed in after him, and took the seat as far away from him as possible.
I looked down to study my map when the door connected with the wall making a loud crashing noise. I jumped out of my seat while the other students laughed. In came in a man with blue jeans on, and a light plaid blue button up shirt. I heard the girls snicker behind me when I noticed his looks. He had dark brow hair with piercing green eyes. His face had been freshly shaved, and his lips had a natural red tent to them making his eyes pop. I never had a crush on a teacher, nor did I intend to, but if I ever did this would be the type of teacher I fell for. He walked casually over to the front desk and pulled the chair front in center.
"Good morning class!" He smiled and waited for us to reply to his joyful comment. Like we actually wanted to be here. "Welcome to 12th grade, Senior, Honors English." He turned around and wrote the class on the board, trying to be dramatic. I was shocked to hear this. I was only a sophomore. I wasn't supposed to be in here. I kept looking at my schedule, and it kept on reading the same thing. 1st period: English Honors: Building C: Class Room Number: 15. I figured I wouldn't say anything, and go change my schedule as soon as this class got over. My hands were sweating as he continued. "I'm your awesome teacher, Mr. K. For the record I will not reply to the following; Sir, Mr., Hey you, etc." The class laughed, I knew he was trying to break the ice. "I will reply to; Teach, Mr. K, Mr. Kelly, and the occasional Hey Asshole." I couldn't understand his concept behind his students calling him an asshole. "Okay, before I put you all on the spot I'll tell you about myself. I was born as Ira Micheal Kelly. My parents thought it was cute to give their only son a girls name, at least what sounded like one. I was born in Seattle, and moved here to Forks when I was in high school. Yes, I sat in your very seat, and yes, I know you all don't want to be here." He smiled at the class and continued on with his about me lecture. "I graduated in 2005 from this very high school, and went right into school. I got my teaching degree at the University of Washington, and graduated a year early. I'm only 23, meaning I could be your older brother." He smiled at the girls behind me that were snickering at his age. He paced the room as he spoke. "Okay, now here is what were gonna do. This is called as ice breaker. I will call each of you up individually and you will introduce yourself. Your gonna tell the class and I, Your Name, Your Age, Your Birthday, and a Random fact about yourself. The way I pick the order is totally at random, so don't yell at me for going first or if you don't go after your friends." Mr. Kelly looked down at his list, closed his eyes, and landed his finger on what was the roll for our class. "Okay, up first..." I was sweating over the anticipation. I didn't want to go first. "Micheal Newton"
I took a deep breathe in as I saw the blond rude boy walk past my desk while giving my hair a little flip in between his fingers. He stood at the front of the class room, and did what Mr. Kelly asked him too. His name is Micheal Newton. He is 17. His birthday is in December, and he has been playing the guitar for seven years. Impressive I thought to myself.
Mr Kelly stood at the front of the class as mike went to go sit down. "Okay now the point of this lesson is to get to know your peers. So Mike, Choose who you want to go next. Whom are you most curious about in this class?"
I knew he was going to call my name, I just didn't want to believe it.
"The brunette girl in the front corner, the shorter one." He pointed directly at me.
It's not that I have a problem with taking in front of a crowd. Its the simple fact that when i'm nervous I stumble over my words and trip over my own two feet.
I walked to the front of the class and began.
"My Names Isabella Swan, but I go by Bella." I heard the class gasp as the put the pieces together that I was the chiefs daughter. "I'm 15, My birthday is September 13th, and I guess I shouldn't be in this class considering I'm a sophomore."
The class was silent. Mr. Kelly stood up "You are supposed to be in this class, Bella, you can take your seat now."
Confusion and relief swept over me as he said this. I wanted to stay in his class. He was a good teacher.
The day went on much of the same as first period. Every teacher had their own way of getting to know everybody, and students also had their own way. In the hall way I saw girls hugging girls and guys shaking hand with their buddies. I never felt so alone and so out of place in my life. I was used to being invisible, but not this invisible. It was time for third period, History class with Mr. Koan. I took my seat and waited patiently.
"Your Bella, Right?" A girl sitting behind me taped on my shoulder. I noticed her from Mr. Kelly's English class.
"Yea. Your, In my English class, Jessica, Right?" Jessica had dark brown hair with even darker highlights. Her face was pale and radiant. She wore her perfect smile proudly, and her make up matched her personality. Loud, and obnoxious. Jessica was every guys dream girl in Phoenix, and maybe even here. I haven't been paying enough attention to the way she acted around guys to notice.
"Yea I am. Looks like your in another Senior class with us. Why is that?"
"Oh, Um, I guess I have enough credits to be in these classes. I plan on doing duel enrollment half of next year, and all of my senior year. So I guess that's the reason?" I tried not to give her too much information about my education.
"So your like really smart?"
"Yea I guess I am."
She looked over at the door as mike walked in. "Hey, Mike, Come sit by me and Bella." She waved him over to us and whispered in my ear. "Totally Hottie." I wasn't sure if I could agree with her. Mike was attractive, he had a Florida boy look with a prep school style.
"Hey Jess," he flipped my hair in between his fingers again. "Hey Bella. Look like your stuck with me again." It sent chills down my spine as he took the seat next to me.
"Yea, Looks it." I avoided eye contact as much as I could. It wasn't that I didn't like Mike. It was because I didn't like his personality. He was rude to me, and called on me in class. I guess my first impression of him didn't sit well with me. Before he could save another word. The teacher walked in with a no Bull-crap attitude. He introduced himself, assigned books, and told us the rules. I knew right away that I was going to get along with him. He didn't allow talking while he was teaching. Which Mike and Jessica found out quickly.
The end of period bell rang. And I was dreading lunch sitting alone. Someone grabbed my arm and turned me around. Initially I was shocked until I noticed it was mike.
"How about you come to lunch with Jessica, Myself, and a few other friends? I promise to be on my best behavior since you apparently don't like me." He smiled, but behind the smile I could see he was actually hurt that I didn't like him.
"Okay" was all I managed to say. He took my arm into his, and walked us out to the parking lot.
"You can ride shot gun. I'll tell Cullen to suck it up and sit in the back." I recognized that name. It was what Jacob had told me about this morning.
"Um, Cullen?"
"Yea, Edward. He's a Junior on the varsity football team. I think you'll like him. He isn't that bad of a guy. He has weird eyes though. I think he wear contacts to gain attention, but don't tell him I told you that."
"Secrets safe with me" I stumbled over my words, and Mike laughed at my mistakes. It didn't feel right to keep walking to the car with Mike, but I couldn't back out now. I didn't want to sit alone at lunch, and I also didn't want to look like I was chickening out on something as small as lunch. I actually felt the urge to fit in here. My father has a stable job that he wouldn't quit till he retired, and I had no intentions on going back to live with my mom, which leaves me no choice, I had to make friends, and this seems like the only way to do it.
After I gave myself a mental pep talk, Ignoring everything Mike had to say about Edward, we were finally at Mikes car. An old blue S.U.V that had tons of kids around it. Mike released my arm and walked me to the passenger side door. He told his friend that I was coming along, and then I looked up.
& That's when I saw him. He eyes looked through me as if he could read every emotion on my face. His name is Edward Cullen, and I quickly looked away from his stare.
I know, It's long and miserable now, I'm getting to the action. Like all books, I'll work up to it. Thanks for reading. Love always. Malloryyyyy.
