I wasn't surprise when Esme got the job, she was after all a very smart woman. Plus she had been around a century, making her the perfect history teacher. She accepted the position as the new history teacher at Forks High School. I was told she would be my fifth period teacher, everyone seemed to be thrilled, even Leah came by to congratulate her. I didn't receive word from home, but it wasn't hard to figure out. Aro was ignoring everyone as he usually does when things don't go his old way. Jane is was studying Greek and preparing for her trip with Sulpicia, Marcus and his daughters, along with Afton was preparing for the arrival of Monique and her coven. So I actually went for a couple days without checking my email, it was strange I was starting to feel less and less like an outsider. I still felt different from them, but that difference wasn't as big as it was before.
"Call attendance first thing for each class," Alice said as I came down that morning. "Do that for the first week so they don't know you already memorized their faces on the first day."
"Be constant, when you threaten a student follow through, " Jasper said as I packed my bag. We had about three hours till school started, I personally wasn't at all looking forward to going back, but I acted like I was for Esme's sake because she seemed excited about it.
"Hey, do you have your new schedule?" Rosalie asked noticing me in the room.
"Yes," I answered.
"Good, check on Esme through out the day." Emmett ordered.
"I have her during lunch." I said taking out a piece of paper and handed it over to Rosalie.
"Plus he has his own classes?" Edward pointed out.
"Esme, when you meet the principal address him by sir in less he says other whys and be sure to do what she says." Carlisle suggested. "Do you want me to give you a ride?"
"No, Felix and I can go, I want to be there at least an hour before school starts." Esme explained. "They assigned another teacher to help me through the first day, I believe its Felix's English teacher."
"Mrs. Collar?" I asked.
"Yes," Esme smiled. "I am also suppose to meet with the principal this morning, and tomorrow I have a meeting with the super attendant, that's for all teachers of course."
"Is Jacob going to be there?" I asked wondering if I should look around for a wolf.
"No," Bella answered. "Its his senior year, and he has to get ready to take the WASL, and unfortunately the State of Washington won't accept vampire hunting as an excuse to miss the tests, but there is another wolf transferring there."
"Who?" Esme asked.
"Don't worry, you'll seem when you get there," Bella smiled. "Good luck, Mrs. Cullen." I notice her and everyone else grinned by that name.
"I'm going to like that, Felix that is what you have to call me when you see me in school." Esme said as she was putting a bag together.
"Yes, good luck, be sure to call me after school so I know how your doing?" Carlisle said as he helped her get some things together.
"Got the lessons ready for the first day?" Rosalie asked.
"Yes," Esme answered. "It should be easy starting in the middle of the year, Felix's class is learning about the nineteen twenties."
"Looking forward to it," I committed.
"Good," Esme smiled. "Did you make up your homework for the last three days?"
"Only with the classes I still have," I answered, I actually did what I think the assignments were, but I really didn't read the list.
"Good," Edward said. "It really shouldn't be that hard, your just learning everything for the first time."
"Good luck to you too, Flex." Bella smiled. "I hope things, um, goes better for you?"
"If someone asks you to leave class, say no." Emmett said straight out. "Its not that hard, you just go to class and come home."
"Alright, that's what I will do." It seemed like a simple request, lonely but simple.
"Well, anyway we got to go so I can be there early to start my day." Esme said as she grabbed her brief case.
~X~
"You must be Mrs. Cullen," The woman said greeting us, I remembered her from last time, I was suppose to call her Mrs. Cope.
"Yes, and this is my son, Felix I believe you met him the other day." Esme said calmly. I was surprised she introduced me as her son, but I didn't say anything.
"I believe we all met with him." The woman committed. "Let me get the principal for you."
"Mrs. Cullen," The principal came out with a smile. "Mrs. Cullen, glad to see your early for your first day, and good to have you back too, Felix."
"Thankyou," I said with a smile.
"Most students aren't allowed in till seven forty but I will make an exception assuming he is here to help get your room set up." The principal smiled. "But remember your on probation, so I would follow the rules I were you."
"I will," I answered as another teacher came in. She was a young woman with curly black hair that was pulled back into a bun along with a tan brownish face and bright green eyes. She was rather tall, wearing a blue sweater along with a pair of kakis not near as dressed up as Esme. I also couldn't help but notice a tiny bump along her abdomen.
"You called me to the office Mr. Mosser," The woman smiled happily.
"Yes, I told you about the new history Mrs. Cullen." Mr. Mosser started. "Mrs. Cullen, this is Mrs. Collar she's an English teacher she is your assigned mentor for your first year."
"Nice to meet you," Mrs. Collar smiled. "I'm Mrs. Collar, non-academic English."
"Mrs. Cullen, non-academic History but you could call me Esme." Esme smiled happily.
"And you could call me Tammy," Mrs. Collar said shrugging.
"Do you want to show her your room?" Mr. Mosser asked.
"Yes, sir." Mrs. Collar smiled as I grabbed the box of Esme's things.
"Oh, Tammy, this is my son, Felix he is also a student here." Esme smiled.
"Nice to meet you, I believe your in my sixth period class." Mrs. Collar smiled.
"Yes, and I am looking forward to it." I said with a polite smile as I held the box tightly, for some reason Mrs. Collar didn't take anything. She just rubbed her fingers along the bump and open the door for us.
"Well, your room is right this way." Mrs. Collar said as she led us to another building. "Now the reason Mr. Mosser chose me to help you is because we have a lot of the same students."
"Oh, yes the non-academic classes." Esme said obviously.
"Well for the upper two," Mrs. Collar said. "I do teach a journalism class, and one academic junior class, anyway that's not the point."
"Is this my room?" Esme asked.
"Yes, you got a smart board, world map, a chalk board, a computer were I'll show you how to take attendance and such." Mrs. Collar asked.
"Anything you want me to do?" I asked.
"No, actually your good." Esme said as she looked at the rule books. "You are not allowed in here till eight."
"The cafeteria is open for breakfast." Mrs. Collar pointed out. "You can go there till your first period."
"What is your first class?" Esme asked.
"Art," I answered.
"With Mr. Tolter," Mrs. Collar asked.
"Yes," I answered.
"He's also the sports director." Mrs. Collar committed looking towards Esme. "Always looking for new athletes, nicest guy."
"See you fifth period." I said as Esme nodded. I could tell she would be fine, I couldn't help but hear the human conversations in the cafeteria. It wasn't as easy to control myself as I thought it would be, but I was till able to do it. Mainly because of my curiosity towards them, if I killed them they wouldn't be able to tell me about themselves.
I couldn't help but hear Heather as I wondered in to the cafeteria, she was wearing the same worn out jacket she was wearing the other day when I first met her. She was sitting with a group of girls dressed differently from Rosalie and Alice, even Bella. They were wearing old worn out jeans with stains on them, along with hooded sweatshirts that had the pockets held together by safety pins. Some of the girls had grease hair pulled up in pony tales, some of them even had raggedy black t-shirts that seemed rather tight on them.
"I don't think he's right for her personally, he spends way to much time with her." Heather started. "Says he loves her, but barley knows her."
"When did they meet?" Another girl asked.
"At the grocery store, I was with her." Heather answered. "We were in the freezer section, he bumped into our shopping cart and with just one look at Natalie he started following her around like some puppy, now he switchin' schools just to be with her."
"Creepy, did ya warn her?" Another girl asked.
"Damm right I did," Heather started. "I truly don't think she knows how strange he is, yet she clams he loves her in a way I wouldn't understand. He only knew her for a couple weeks, but I tell something is strange with that Seth Clearwater, something is definitely strange with him. She tells me I'm paranoid, he ain't going to treat her anything like the men in our family, saying I should be happy for her."
"You have a right to be concerned." Another girl said as she ate. "She's your little sister, and you know whats best, you been taken care of her. She should be a little wiser after watchin' ya mother."
"Mom taught her what not to do, she doesn't know what to do." Heather sighed as I came in.
"How many sisters do you have?" I asked interrupting as they all stared at me.
"Well, aren't you dressed up," the girl said shocked, as she pulled her black hair up in a rubber band.
"He's dressed real fine, Amber, not like our handy downs." Heather turned and smiled towards me. "You can sit down if you like."
"Thankyou, Heather," I said sitting next to her.
"Hey, aren't you that guy who got my boyfriend, Alan in trouble." Amber said accusing me.
"Ethan tells me he got himself in trouble." Heather said a little upset.
"He was drinking too, weren't ya." Amber gave a strange look.
"I don't think he was drinking," Heather smiled towards me. "He's better than that, got a head on him. Figured that out the first time I saw him, I bet you don't even smoke."
"Are you saying this new kid is smarter than my Alan?" Amber asked.
"He's smart enough not to get drunk at school of all places." Heather pointed out. "Felix, can I see your new schedule?"
"Sure," I said handing my schedule over to Heather.
"You are in three of my classes this time," She smiled, I couldn't help but smile too. "Your in my art class, history, and English."
"History?" I asked.
"Heard they got a new teacher for us," Amber interrupted. "Wonder how long this one will last. I know I anent going to like her, history is a lame subject no one cares about," Amber sighed. "And anyone who tells ya different is just trying to get paid."
"I think its rather interesting, useless but interesting." Heather responded.
"What's this one's name?" Amber asked.
"Cullen," Heather answered. "Mrs. Cullen, that doctor's wife, related."
"Yes," I answered. "She's my adoptive mother."
"Oh, yeah" Heather said not knowing what to say. "When did they adopt you?"
"A couple weeks ago," I answered.
"Why?" A girl who had blond hair and a black streak asked.
"Gretchen you don't ask why?" Heather said with an insulted look.
"Well, just curios, you like another foster kid or something?" Gretchen asked.
"Yes," I answered as I quickly remembered the story Bella told her father. "Originally from a troubled home."
"Oh, we know that story." Heather said, I had the feeling she didn't want me to say much more as the bell rang.
"Your first class is with me it will be fun." Heather smiled as we went out into the hall. She led me into a small room with a bright light and wooden tables, filled with clay blocks and tiny porcelain figures, poorly hand-woven baskets and a cardboard loom. The
room had three boys, one was a heavy-set human with a lip piercing and a black mowhawlk wearing nothing but black leather, another was a boy with large curly hair that went up in a frizzle along with dark deep brown eyes, wearing bright orange shirt and yellow jean shirts. Than the third boy who had slicked back blonde hair, pale skin wearing a blue and white strip polo shirt and kaki shorts. Heather went to a tiny table filled with colorful pieces and grabbed a painting of a tiny human girls with bright blonde curls and rosy cheeks. She than took out a tiny wallet size picture of the girl.
"That's my niece, sister's kid, she's livin' with us." Heather smiled. "Ain't she just adorable. I named her Nevah."
"Yes," I said, of course I never found humans adorable. "How old is she?"
"Three," Heather answered. "Spittin' imagine of my sister if ya ask me."
"How many sisters do you have?" I asked Heather.
"Three," Heather answered. "Well two that I know of, Casey, she's little Nevaeh's mother, haven't seen her for awhile. She's not the best role modle, if ya know what I mean."
"I think so," I did not have a clue what she ment.
"I also have Natalie, my younger sister, she's a freshmen. Smartest girl, right now I am having issues with her boyfriend, Seth." Heather started. "Than there is Kelly, she's in the sixth grade. Those are all I know of, haven't seen my father in years so I could have more. I have an older brother too, but his Dad takes care of him. He comes around from time to time, sometimes gives us money, but I can provide on my own. We just found out Natalie's father has another son, Sam but he's got his own life too. I am good at taken care of us on our own."
"Your own?" I was very confused with what this human was talking about.
"Well, we live with my grandmother, she's old and can't work. So we get money every months." Heather smiled. "I also got myself a job that keeps us going. My grandmother is sick, but keeps healthy enough for social services, conviced them to let us raise Neveah too, considering my sister can't."
"Alright, come on lets get class started." A man said coming in, he was a rather tall man who was in his mid-fifties, gray hair and a red face. He spoke with a strong voice that was rather pleasant.
"I'm assuming your Felix," Mr. Tolteo said shaking my hand.
"Yes," I answered.
"Dude, that's your name?" The brown curly hair boy asked. "What the heck kind of name is that?"
"What kind of name is Brian?" The blonde asked.
"Dude, I don't go by Brian, most call me Thunder." He said.
"Why's that?" I asked.
" Because I play the drums loud." He answered.
"Make sense" The blonde looked at me.
"No," I answered.
"Felix is actually pretty hard core, better than Eric" the mowhawlk boy said. "What's it mean?"
"Successful," I answered.
"Cool," Thunder said as I smiled towards him.
"So, Felix," Mr. Tolte started. "Here are the rules, you work you get an A, you don't than I guess you can figure it out."
"What do we do?" I asked.
"Well you can weave, sculpt, do pottery." He answered with a pile of papers. "Draw, paint, I don't care. I teach on Fridays, oh and be creative."
"What do you suggest I do?" I asked.
"Whatever you want, most just fiddle around." Mr. Tolte said as he pulled out a pile of papers. He than gave me a strange look, "Are you in a sport?"
"No," I answered.
"A dam waist if you ask me," He committed as I stared at the empty pottery wheel.
"Know how?" Heather asked.
"No," I answered.
"Get a block of clay and come over," Mr. Tolte said as I quickly obeyed.
"Now, make sure everything is clean, which it is because these people are too lazy to do anything."
"Alright," I said, as I put the clay on and started the wheel. "Use your hands, and slowly shape it, because it takes time to get it right."
"I think I can handle it, but thanks." I said as tried it, it didn't work but I kept trying while he did his work.
"So, did you hire a new football couch?" Heather asked.
"Yes, sir we did.' The teacher answered, than looked directly at me. "Begins next week, we just need to figure out how we are going to do tryouts and look for new players."
"Alright," I said still unsure on what to say.
I had a thing called study hall in my third class, I was suppose to sit in the cafeteria not really doing much of anything because there wasn't really much to do. That was when a boy came up to me, very excitedly. He had black fuzzy hair with russet brown skin, who had a strange smell similar to Jacob.
"Hey, are you Felix Cullen?" He came up to me excitedly.
"Yes," I answered.
"Seth Clearwater," He smiled shaking my hand. "Jake and Leah told me what you look like, but I can spot one of you from anywhere. Did they tell you I was coming to join you?"
"No, but I heard a lot about you." I answered remembering the conversion I had with Heather.
"Yeah, my girlfriend, Natalie Uley goes to this school, and I wanted to be with her so here I am." He smiled. "Not to mention there are other benefits with you, do you want to go to the library."
"I don't know where that is," I said unsure on what to say, these shape-shifters still made me feel rather uncomfortable, except for Jacob, who I already figured he was part of the coven.
"Well, lets sign out and find out." Seth suggested. "Come on, lets go."
The library was this rather large room filled with books, and computers. I was tempted to go check my email, but wasn't sure on how to do that with Seth around. I knew Jane would of left with Sulpicia, and the French coven would of come by now. I don't think he was paying attention, he seemed deeply involved in some book his girlfriend gave him, so I check it anyway. I only got one email, it was from Renata, the last person I expected. Normally she is obsessed with doing the right thing, and always wines about having to take responsibility and often put down other who did not. She always seemed annoyed by me, and get offended by those who didn't, now that I think about it, it is most likely out of guilt.
She was one of Didyme's daughters, they were apparently moving out to a cave in what is now Switzerland. Renata was against it with a passion, Marcus and Didyme went up first. Before Didyme left she used her shield to block Didyme's powers and told her she wished someone else would of bit her. Didyme calmly told her she would think differently after living there for awhile. Marcus was on his way back with the girls when Didyme was killed. I never met Didyme, she was actually killed sometime during my transformation. I am assuming Corin convinced her to write this letter.
Dear Felix,
I know its been awhile since we wrote to you, but we all been so busy making sure Jane is ready, everyone has been giving her constant Greek lessons, while Alec remained in his room studying something. I didn't take time to notice, probably not that important anyway.
The simple trip created dispute among Caius's family. From what Heidi tells me, she now has to do the car repairs herself. Anthenodora has been taking us to look for used car books, Heidi seems to be expecting. I told her Aldric knows a few things about cars, he can help her. I wish we knew someone that was really into it. She offered to give me a ride to my class, but I turned her down.
I did overhear a funny argument with Caius and Anthenodora the other day. After the ticket scheme, Caius accused Anthenodora of lying by telling him Aro was planning on sending Jane with Sulpicia. Anthenodora explained she didn't lie, she told her Sulipica was planning on taking Jane, she didn't say Aro once. Caius just huffed by saying 'You immortal woman, been around for a couple millenniums and sill able to figure out a new way to outsmart your mate.' Anthenodora laughed at that one and said that's because we spend a couple centuries thinking about it, we are quick on our feet.' Demetri and Santiago told me when Caius starts laughing it would be a good time to leave. They went to Alec's room. I think they were trying to talk him out of something. They shut the door, when Heidi and I pressed our ears against it all we heard them was talking about 'the trip' and Alec claiming he can do it on his own. We left after that, what is his problem about going to Greece, at least that's were they told us he was going.
Well, I figure you would want to know Monique and her coven has arrived. Father made sure we dressed up for them, Chelsea even breaded Corn's hair. I hate it when she acts all motherly towards us. She may be physically the oldest, but both Corin and I were around a good decade before she was changed. It was a long car ride, imagine nine vampires squeezed into a tiny little compartment. I if was a human, I would have gotten a headache.
We got a station, Jane and Sulpicia unpacked their luggage and went to find their train. Alec went with them, while Aro went to get Alec's ticket. Apparently he decided to go at last minute despite having no luggage. Aro insisted on being alone when he got Alec's ticket, for some reason. I don't know why, he just did.
Father first notice Monique coming off, they both smiled joyfully when they saw each other. You would think it had been a decided instead of a year when they hugged. She kissed him on the cheek, than hug him.
We all went to help them with their luggage. Chelsea and Carrie got lost into conversion, I couldn't help but notice Carrie's accent was beginning to change. They are still curious about the Cullen Family, Monique and Carrie specially. Its about the vampire their first leader died trying to save, but didn't. Genève and I both agree it couldn't possibly be Alice. They talked while Afton and Bastian carried their luggage out for them. That was another lost conversion along with Genève, Aldric and I.
Write back soon,
Renata
I didn't really care much about missing the French coven, they were Marcus's friends. Monique, the leader of the French coven seems to get along with Marcus more than any other vampire. They came to witness against the Cullens, and on our way the vampires who didn't know either of them mistake them for mates. That's how well they get along, I think they stayed close together because they were the only widows left. Monique was actually the one who said the Cullens should let go, she has an unique gift of knowing the best way to deal with a situation and that's what she told Marcus, which gave his vote to leave them alone. I still think its interesting that Marcus told me it is impossible for a vampire to find a second mate, than again they are not really mates.
I couldn't wait to walk into Esme's class at fifth period. I noticed was Esme's hair was a bit displaced form her day. She smiled at me along with other students when I came in the door, when I heard a soft voice.
"Felix," I turned to see Heather anxiously with her foot on the desk in the back. "I saved you a seat."
"Thankyou," I smiled sitting next to her as Amber came in, shot me a dirty look and sat on the other side of the room.
"Ignore her," Heather committed. "She's just angry."
"At who?" I asked.
"I guess you can say everyone," Heather answered as the bell rang.
"Alright," Esme called the class's attention as she shut the door. "First, I would like to start off by wishing you a good morning, and introduce myself as Mrs. Cullen, your history teacher for the remainder of the year." I notice some of the people stared at her, as if she had glue on her face, others just put their heads downed on their desks and ignored her.
"First lets start off with roll call." Esme said loudly as she called each of our names. She didn't say my name, but she said the others who didn't seem to have much to say.
"Now," Esme started as she opened the book. "From what I hear you are studying…can anyone tell me what we were studying." She just said that this morning.
"No, that's your job." Amber answered with out even looking at her.
"The nineteen twenties," another student answered.
"The nineteen twenties," Esme said with a wide smile. "Interesting time, can anybody tell me about the nineteen twenties."
"You're the teacher that's your job," Amber said as everyone let out a giggle.
"Well, I'm just testing your knowledge of the subject." Esme said giving a sharp look at Amber.
"Whatever, no one cares," I heard Amber say to herself in a soft voice that only Esme and I could here. She glanced at Amber giving her a sympathetic look while the rest of the class went into side conversion.
"Class," Esme called loudly as everyone ignored her. "Class." She said again, people still ignored her. Only Heather and I paid attention, I watched as Esme went to the chalk board and placed her nails on it slightly which caused everyone accept Esme and I to sit straight in and cover their ears in horror.
"Now," Esme smiled. "Someone tell me what they know about the nineteen-twenties." I notice a boy raised his hand, I recognized him as the blonde from my class this morning.
"They had a lot of booze," He answered.
"Well, not really because it was illegal, but they still had it," Esme said as she wrote 'Probation' on the board." Do you know why it became illegal? Anyone…."
"The government was squares." A kid blurted out.
"None of us really give a dam," Amber said quiet enough, making it clear Esme wasn't suppose to hear her.
"Amber, why don't you answer that for us, what important event happened that led to probation and many other things?" Esme looked directly at her.
"Woman could vote," She answered rolling her eyes.
"Very, good Amber," Esme said. "Woman Suffrage was the start of the twenties." She than turned, to write on the chalk board as everyone was going back into side conversions. She wrote 'Woman's Suffrage ended in…" She than stopped.
"Does anyone know what important event that led to woman voting?" People ignored her, it was kind of sad really. I tried to pay attention but the students didn't seem at all interested. Esme went and pulled her nail across the board again, which made the students stop again.
"Alright," Esme yelled getting the class's attention. "Here's the deal, if you don't pay attention, you won't pass the test, than you'll fail."
"Like they care," I heard Heather say quietly to herself.
"Good threat, lady, what's next we'll get a detention." Amber said letting out a little chuckle.
"Got a commit, Amber." Esme must have had enough of her, I could tell by the look of her face, I was beginning to not like Amber.
"No, mamme, I'm going to pay attention so I won't fail." She said with a sarcastic undertone. Esme went back to teaching as I heard Amber whisper to herself. "Why do you care if we fail, you get paied anyway?" She than took out her MP3 and put it in her ears. It was clear Amber had not the slightest clue she was being taught by a vampire. If she knew, Amber would know no matter how low the music was, Esme would still be able to hear it.
"All right, give it to me," Esme came over to her in a demanding voice.
"What?" Amber asked sympathetically.
"I am teaching, and you are disrupting the class, give it to me." Esme ordered.
"No," Amber answered confidently.
"If you don't give it to me, than you'll get a detention." Esme pointed out.
"Wow, set in a room, you really know how to harm us." Amber said not knowing how harmful Esme can truly be.
"How about I send you to the principals then he can call your parents, and explained why he has to take off work to come and get you." Esme said as Amber slowly handed the MP3 over. Esme wrapped it up and set it on her desk, than went back to teaching, I really didn't like Amber.
"Now, we will get back to class." Esme started coming to the front of the room. She seemed natural at this, I wondered if she taught before. "The Roaring Twenties, not very roaring if you ask my personal opinion. I believe we were on the suffragist. Can anyone tell me what events led to woman's right to vote." The class was silent, none of us knew anything, or refusing to say anything.
"Alright, did any of you have relative that was a suffragist?" Esme was the only one who raised her hand. "I have a couple cousins, it was called the Night of Terror, ring a bell. It was a big event woman from across the country, including Alaska took part in it." Just than the bell rang.
"Alright, time for lunch, we'll continue when we get back." Esme said as she open the door which led to a flood of students leaving, I couldn't help but notice the smile of the history teacher across the hall when Esme watched his students exist one by one.
"Felix, you goanna sit with us?" Heather asked as I helped her with her bag.
"Sure," I answered.
"Your doing a good job, Mrs. Cullen," Heather smiled towards Esme as she smiled back.
"Thank you, Heather, is there anything you would be interested in." Esme asked her curiously.
"No, not really," Heather answered as a young girl who appeared to be around fourteen with black curly hair, and faded russet skin came in with shaded blue jeans and a hoodie that look a bit large on her.
"Natalie, nice to see you again." Esme smiled. "I believe Seth went to his locker."
"Oh, I'm not here for Seth miss, I came to meet my sister." Natalie smiled towards Heather.
"Your sisters," Esme looked towards Heather. "But I thought your last name was…"
"We have different last names," Heather said defensively. "We have an older brother's whose name is Baronia, another sister's whose name is Henziburg, and another sister's whose name is Roser. My last name is O'Mally, and her last name is Uley. We all have the same mother those, have an issue with that." Natalie's face seemed almost red as Esme smiled and said "No, Heather nothing is wrong with that."
"Are you all right?" I asked noticing Esme sitting at her desk, not knowing what to think.
"Yes," Esme answered. "I taught before, this class is just a little bit harder."
"More students?" I asked.
"Less I have less students, with less time, but more attitude," Esme answered.
"Felix," Heather came back in. "Are you coming?"
"Yes," I answered.
"I'll check up on you later," I informed her.
"Thankyou," Esme smiled.
Heather's table was a similar crowd to her breakfast table, to my regret Amber was there as well as Ethan who put his around Heather and smiled at me when we sat.
"Hey, Felix" Ethan said happily. "Nice to see ya again, and nice to have another guy here."
"Nice to see you too," I said sitting down without a try.
"Amber here, was tellin' me the new history teacher is your mother," Ethan said putting his arm around Heather. "Don't get offended but she is a teacher I would definitely pay attention to."
"I do like the way she teaches, in my advice history class we were talking about world war two, and you think she was there." Natalie smiled. "Seth told me she would be a good teacher."
"Well I hate her," Amber said right off the bat. "She is a demanding little…"
"I wouldn't be so quick to judge," I interrupted Amber, I wonder if they notice I was the only one without a try.
"What makes you say that?" Heather asked.
"She could be worse," Natalie said as if she knew something about her.
"She took my MP3 away, that was a gift from Alan," Amber pointed out. "A gift of love."
"Well, why don't you go explain the situation and ask for it back, promise you won't have it out during class again." Ethan suggested. "Than when you use it, sit in the back she won't hear it." I wanted to say, yes she would hear it, and most likely take it away. I also wanted to say you can't trick immortal woman that easily, they always know when your going to trick them, that's what both Caius and Aro say when Anthenodora and Sulpicia have their own way.
"She should be at lunch, I can just go in and take it."Amber said as if she discovered something.
"Maybe you should," Ethan smiled. "I bet she won't even remember it."
"Good idea," Amber said as she left. I knew that won't work, Esme will remember taking it away from her.
"He probably stole that MP3," Natalie said to Heather as soon as Amber left. "I don't know what she sees in Alan,"
"Me neither, he uses her all the time and clams to love her. I just hope he doesn't get her life ruin and run off." Heather said concerned. "If a boy ever treated you like that I would beat the shit out of him."
"You would too," Ethan said as Heather smiled.
"She doesn't even know have the crap she does behind her back, almost everything he says is a lie." Natalie went on. "I'd say he stole it, or did something illegal to get the money."
"Hey, hey, hey, this my buddy." Ethan backed him up. "And Alan does love her."
"Give me a break, its all fake believe me." Natalie said as Seth came up with two tries.
"Hey, got the stuff you like." He sat right across from Natalie and gave her a kiss on the lips.
"Seth, we're here too," Heather pointed out annoyed.
"Oh, didn't see you, Heather," Seth smiled.
"How's your first day," Ethan asked out of politeness.
"Pretty good, considering I am in all but two of Natalie's classes," Seth smiled at her, I couldn't help but notice it was a similar smile to the way Jacob smiled at Rensemee. I wondered why Heather was so suspicious of him.
"We were talking about Amber," Natalie pointed out. "Along with Alan's business."
"Someone else here has a strange business too," I heard Heather mumble looking towards Seth. I couldn't help but notice Heather's treatment towards Natalie was that of a younger chicken. She seemed to be more of a mother than an older sister.
"Natalie," Heather interrupted the couple. "Can you watch Nevaeh tonight? I got work."
"Sure we can," Seth smiled.
"I said Natalie, last time you both watched her that Collin kid came over, didn't like the way he looked at her." Heather said firmly. "Don't want that kid around our house."
"That may be a little hard," Seth said to himself as he smiled at Natalie.
"I went there," Amber seemed very angry.
"And," I asked.
"She was there, what kind of teacher stays in her room at lunch. Mrs. Collar was talkin' to her, I waited till Mrs. Collar left and explained it was a gift from my boyfriend, and he would be heartbroken if I didn't have it. She kept correction' the way I talk too, she teaches history, not English."
"What did she say?" Natalie asked, Seth looked up he seemed to be interested in this.
"She said that if it meant that much to me, I shouldn't of had it out durin' class knowin it could be taken away." She was very confident in her words. "I asked what could I do to get it back, and you know what she said."
"What?" Ethan asked.
"I have to write an essay for her to get it back," Amber said rather angry. "An entire page on what were studin in history. I told her I didn't even know what we were a studyin', and she said than I will have to pay attention, so my boyfriend's heart doesn't get broken." I didn't laugh, for some reason Esme reminded me of Anthenodora and Sulpicia.