They stopped off at the town diner and so they rushed inside to be out of the drizzling, cold rain. A nice waitress came up to them and asked " Hello my name is Sheryl and what can I get you?".
Chloe peered down in to the glass cabinet, bit her lip slightly and looked at all the muffins. A chocolate chip, blue berry or cherry.
"A blue berry muffin and a take away hot chocolate with marshmallows please" Chloe politely asked her.
"Of course dear. You are new here right?" she asked ash she began making the hot chocolate.
"Yes mam, I am Chloe Young, from Upper East Side New York" she replied.
"Well I hope you like it here, probably not as glamorous…" Sheryl went to say.
"Oh I disagree, Forks is a really nice town I will enjoy it," Chloe complimented.
'"Well here is your hot chocolate dear and I picked out a nice extra large blueberry muffin for you and that will six dollars"
Edward reached in to his trouser pocket and got out his wallet for money and went to pay for Chloe's breakfast but she could see what he was going to do.
"Nah ah, you put that wallet back. I can pay for myself thank you Edward"
To Chloe Edward has done enough for her as it was,.
"I can pay …" he offered.
"No" Chloe laughed. "Here is ten and keep the change"
"Thank you Chloe, you have a nice day" Sheryl said.
"You too" Chloe replied as her and Edward walked back to the car.
"You were really nice back there" he complimented as he pulled on his seat belt.
"I do like forks you got to make of it, you know. If I make it miserable I will never be happy and I don't want that"
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They reached Forks High School and she could feel already all the people were staring. Students could she was in Edward's car and she shrunk in to the seat even more so, What would they be like when she stepped out of the car? Edward and Chloe were one of the strange people in the school according to the whispers going around the place. Chloe took a deep breath and stepped out of the car putting on her sun glasses.. People began to whisper amongst themselves and so all Chloe wanted to do was to just get away from them all and so she began to hurry off to her art class that she had first up. There was no English class today so she would only see Edward at lunch, he ran up to catch up with her and caught her arm. Chloe felt him grab her and she turned around to face him. There was a look in her eyes, a look of hurt and frightening from the whispers she could hear.
"Where are you going?" he asked peering down at her concerned.
"In a hurry to my art class to get away from all this" Chloe referring to all the stares around her.
"Don't worry about them…" he told Chloe letting go of her.
Edward stood over her a little and whispered "You don't have to worry about them".
Chloe looked down at her feet, shifting them and look back at Edward.
""It is okay, I might see you at recess or lunch" Chloe replied.
"I'd better or you will be in trouble. No hiding!" he said as he funnily poked her smiling.
"I will try not too from the mob"
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Edward was impatiently with his famil in the noisy lunch cafeteria for Chloe to arrive for lunch,
'You alright there Edward?" asked Emmet.
"She is ten minutes late" he replied.
. Chloe appeared in the cafeteria and she had a gloomy look on her face. Chloe chose to pick up a chocolate bar, a coke and made a Caesar salad for herself.
"That is not enough nutrition!" he whispered to herself.
"Yourealy are looking out for her Edward…." Rosalia sighed as she peered in some ones glasses for her reflection.
"Seems not too many people are…" Alice said as she picked through her lunch time food.
"I am going to talk to her Alice…" he murmured and got up to go over to Chloe.
Edward crunched up his eye brows as he heard all the minds of the worth less teenagers who were thinking about Chloe. Whether how they were going to ask her to the prom, that she was s snob, a freak and only a few thought she was a pleasant girl. For all those thinking those bad thoughts he just wanted to stand in between Chloe and them. These instincts were just driving him unconditionally wild.
