Thank you Someone AKA me and Babykay16 for betaing this Chapter. I took your suggestions and fixed a few things. Hope it shows. PTB as usual, your Beta's are awesome...
Chapter 2
The classroom was darker before the door opened a bit allowing Isabella's tiny frame squeezed through the crack and closing behind her. Isabella wasn't necessarily short like her friend Alice, but she wasn't tall and statuesque like Rosalie, either. Standing at five-foot-eight, she was actually average in height but thought she was average all around.
Alice had style you couldn't miss from a mile away, and Rosalie—Rosalie was perfection, just a few inches taller with long blonde hair that reached the middle of her back.
Both, Alice and Rosalie, could be models. Rosalie had the temperament and could sit still for more than five seconds, whereas Alice, though she had the looks for a petite model, couldn't sit still for ten seconds.
How they had become friends, Isabella couldn't figure out. She was sure that Rosalie only tolerated her because of Alice. And Alice, she would befriend any homeless creature given half a chance.
Finding her seat, she sat quickly grateful for the current darkness of the classroom. She was sure Alice and Rosalie would instantly know that she had been staring at Edward Masen, again, if she could see how red her cheeks were.
"Where the hell have you been, Bella?" Alice whisper-yelled. Only her father and friends called her Bella.
"I woke up late. I'm sorry. Don't get your panties in a twist, Alice," Bella rebuked. She doubted it worked. She tried not to confess what she had really been doing, but—,
"Sure you did," Rose said, dragging out the U in sure. Even if Bella hadn't been one of her best friends, Rose would know that lie anywhere. She already knew where Bella had been. She'd seen her watching him. If only Bella didn't believe she was plain, things would be different, Rose thought.
Rose and Alice had tried everything, but nothing could convince Bella differently. Rose always wondered who the guy was that had hurt Bella this way.
Bella looked at the screen in the front of the class. She knew they knew-they always knew.
"What did I miss? I haven't seen this movie before," Bella asked. She had to move the conversation in a different direction because Alice and Rose could be tenacious if they wanted to.
"Only the opening credits. Nothing, but—" Rosalie started.
"Do you ladies have something you would like to share with the class, Ms. Hale, Ms. Brandon, Ms. Swan?" Mr. Banner asked looking at each in turn as he said their names.
"No, sir," Bella answered automatically. Maybe now Alice and Rosalie would back off.
"As a matter of fact I do," Rosalie answered, hoping that Mr. Banner would take the bait.
Bella sat quietly, mortified at Rosalie's answer. Rosalie was known for her ability to be a snob. Bella would never consider using the words she heard other people use about Rose.
Bella covered her face when Mr. Banner did in fact take the bait, conditionally.
"Is it related to the movie we are watching, Romeo and Juliet?"
"Not directly—"
"Then keep it to yourself and share it with your cronies on your time. Not mine," Mr. Banner said, pushing play on the old VCR.
"Bonfire, tonight on First Beach. You're going, no ifs, ands, or buts," Rose finished—now the conversation was over.