BPOV

That fudging hurt, my god I think it was broken.

Too focused on the pain I didn't realize all the people surrounding me and through blurred eyes I saw a really big juice head holding that Edward kid back.

He kept lunging forward at me. I didn't think he was trying to hurt me or at least I hoped he didn't walk around punching girls in the face.

"Are you okay?" This kid with blonde hair asked, his smile was annoying and now he was frowning.

"I said that out loud, didn't I?" I asked tilting my head back to keep my nose from bleeding out completely.

"Uh, yeah you did," he mumbled.

"Mr. Newton, can you take…" The teacher said pausing.

That's right I just stepped foot in this place for the first time in my life and now I'm your problem.

"Bella Swan," I whined.

"Miss Swan to the nurse's office until we can get her proper medical care?"

"Sure," he shrugged.

He helped me up by sliding his arms under my arms. He was being really gentle. He also helped me brush my hair back because I could see and smell the blood in it. Way to make a stellar first impression, you gross wench.

Finally standing I instantly realized that was a bad idea. Dizzy… all I felt was dizzy.

"Whoa there," Newton said trying to steady me and I was pretty sure he was trying to cop a feel.

"Hey handsy, I got this," the juice head that was holding Edward back said wrapping his arm around me to hold me up.

"I had her Emmett," he frowned.

"Yeah if I hadn't stepped in you would have gotten to third," he said rolling his big brown eyes. "Don't forget I saw you starting that shit with Masen."

Masen? These boys were saying too many confusing things.

"Nurse," I groaned.

"Okay, okay," Emmett murmured scooping me up in his arms.

"You don't have to carry me," I protested.

"Trust me it's easier this way, the nurse is on the other side of campus," he shrugged.

I laid my head on the massive brute's shoulder.

"I'm Emmett by the way," he greeted.

"Bella."

"You're Renee's daughter?"

"Uh, yeah…"

"My Nan goes to church with your grandma, she mentioned you were starting today," he explained.

"Okay?" I said still a little more disoriented.

I frowned seeing the pea green sleeve of my wool sweater was ruined. I really liked this sweater…

"You know I can hear you?" Emmett chuckled, pushing open the double doors in front of us.

I didn't answer him as my head lulled back to his shoulder. The blood was really getting to me. And all was black.

When I woke up I heard crying and felt arms around me. I opened one eye squinting at the bright light in the room.

"Too bright," I groaned.

"Baby?" mom sniffled.

"Yeah?" This only encouraged more tears as she held me.

"You're awake."

"Mom, I'm really okay," I rasped out, pretty sure she was cutting off all air to my lungs.

I just needed her not to be so upset. It hurt more to see her this upset. I patted her back lightly, moving away from her. I was suddenly aware that my nose was splinted.

"My nose is broken," it wasn't a question.

"I'm afraid so, baby," she sighed brushing my curls away from my face.

The door opened slightly and Esme's head popped in. She gave me a sad smile as she entered the room. Today she was wearing Garfield scrubs.

"How you feeling, kiddo?" she murmured standing next to my bed.

"My nose and eyes hurt," I mumbled laying my head against the pillow.

"I've already told your mom this, but Edward is really sorry for what happened and I hope you can forgive him."

"Sure, all he did was just randomly punch me in the face," I shrugged.

"Bella," Mom warned.

"It's okay, Renee," Esme said squeezing my hand. "He shouldn't have fought with Tyler."

"But Esme," she argued.

"Edward is waiting out there to see you I wasn't sure if you would want to see him… I understand if you don't," she rambled looking at me and then my mom.

"Uh, how long has he been here? How long have I been here?"

"Three hours," mom said cupping my cheek.

I glanced at Esme and she looked really upset and sorry. I knew this wasn't her fault and her nephew was his own person. I also knew teenage boys were unpredictable and often did stupid things to prove something or just prove that they were tough.

"You can send him in."

"Are you sure, Bella?"

"Yeah it's okay," I nodded, god did my face really hurt.

Esme smiled giving my head a quick kiss before leaving. Even though I just met her I could tell she would probably be really good for Renee. Mom never had any girlfriends just me and at least now she had someone who had a sixteen year old living with them too. I guess they could swap old war stories.

"I know this is a lot to ask, but try to be, understanding to Edward," she whispered.

Before I could question any of this Esme was back with Edward in tow. He had his head down and his hands shoved into his pockets. Noticing the scruff along his jaw if you were to tell me he was my age, I wouldn't have believed you. Esme tugged on the sleeve of his cuffed flannel shirt. His head lifted and eyes met mine. His eyes were so green and very pretty. He held my gaze for a moment before turning back to his aunt.

His hands started moving; he was looping his fingers in the air and would bring them to his mouth for a second. His movements were quick yet clear. He was signing. Edward was deaf.

Esme waited until he was done before answering him back. Whatever she said only made him frown more. Edward reached into his pocket pulling out a folded piece of paper. He moved to the other side of my bed where Renee wasn't sitting. As if asking for permission Edward glanced at Mom until she nodded encouragingly.

He opened up the folded paper taking both my hands in his. Placing what he wrote in my hands he gave them a quick squeeze.

Sorry

That's seriously all he had to say?

"You broke my nose," I said to him and then looked at Esme. "You broke my nose."

He glared at me cupping his ear aggressively.

"Edward," Esme said and I guessed signed.

"B, he's trying to apologize."

"All he wrote was sorry. Just one word," I said glaring back at him. "That's not an apology."

He was giving me the same apology he left on the porch this morning after he saw my boobs last night. Seeing my boobs and breaking my nose were two totally different levels of sorry.

Looking at him he had an absolute look of hate on his face. He started furiously signing to Esme. She sighed as he finished bolting out of the room.

"I know this isn't what you want to hear, but he is sorry for hitting you. He gets irritable when people talk to him and he can't understand them."

I heard her, but my nose was throbbing and I really didn't want the stress of whatever this was.

"Can I rest?" I asked my mom.

Again she looked at Esme and then me.

"Yeah, we'll go get your doctor," Renee said getting up.

They left me alone. I brought my hands up to rub my eyes and was instantly met with tenderness underneath them,

"So much for not looking like a freak," I grumbled as the door opened.

"Good afternoon, Bella. I'm Dr. Cullen."

"Hi."

He picked up my chart and started doing his doctor thing. Dr. Cullen was sort of really perfect looking. He looked around mom's age. His blonde hair was slicked back and styled. He gave off a very metro vibe.

"So I heard you gave Edward a run for his money," he blue eyes shined playfully.

"He broke my nose," I said again.

"And I definitely see that," he said gently peeling the tape away from my face and lifting my splint.

I hissed at the pain.

"Shhh, you're okay," he soothed swiping his thumbs on my cheeks.

"It hurts," I cried.

I heard mom slip back into the room sitting in the empty chair next to my bed.

"How does it look, Carlisle?" she asked.

"I don't think she'll need surgery, Higgenbottom," he smirked.

"It's Swan," she groaned.

"No you'll always be Higgenbottom," he chuckled. "Your mom and I went to school together."

I looked between them, noticing my mother's blush, but she still managed to roll her eyes at him. There was a story there. I wrinkled my nose feeling like an idiot after I did.

"Owwwwwwww," I whined.

"None of that," Dr. Cullen chastised placing my splint in place. "We'll leave the splint on for a couple of weeks and then we'll decide how it looks. We'll get you out of here."

He jotted a few more things down before taking my chart out with him.

"Esme said she'll check on you later," mom informed.

"I know I acted a bit un-Bella like, but all he said was sorry. He could have said more."

"Baby, all that I ask is maybe give him an inch. Esme said Edward has learning issues on top of his hearing loss."

I frowned.

"Emmett McCarty the boy who took you to the nurse said you just sort of walked into Edward and Tyler's fight. Edward couldn't hear anyone yelling for him to watch out. He said you seemed a little distracted and then all of the sudden you were being hit."

"That sounds about right."

We were quiet and mom blew out a breath.

"I feel like I should apologize," she said.

"What for?"

"It's my fault we're here. If I was able to take care of us the way daddy did then we would have still been in Jacksonville."

"Mom you can't work right now because of your leg, I don't fault you for that. Honestly Forks is alright."

"B."

"Can we just go home?"

"Let me go check on your discharge papers," she sighed hobbling out of my room.

Later on when we finally got home I was left alone for the first time today. I knew mom wanted to check on me because I heard Gram ever half hour say. 'Renee let her be, she needs to rest.'

Gram was right but more than rest I needed a vacation. I closed my eyes thinking about how crazy today had actually been. More so how insane the past few weeks had been.

"Dad, I had my nose broken, which you probably know. It hurts and the boy that broke it is really super cute. You probably would have kicked his ass… all he said was sorry or he actually wrote it. My doctor was nice and I'm pretty sure he might have been mom's boyfriend in high school… he implied it sort of. I really miss you, daddy… Uh, so does mom. I'm also ninety percent sure Gram and mom will have a throw down soon. Talk to the big guy up there maybe ask if he can help us out down here?" I sighed and remained staring up at my ceiling that is until I heard something hitting my window.

I got up to look out the window. Edward stood below wearing a backpack and holding a poster board. We need to talk. He threw his sign down and took a running jump as he climbed my tree. I opened my window.

A/N: And here is chapter two and you know a little more about Edward. Like the other story's A/N which I'm recycling: You all are not making this easy. I'll decide after this chapter what's going on. Both stories will eventually be written. As always I want to thank my beta Dolphin62598 for her help!