Awwww! You guys are really worried about Edward! I love you all just a little bit more.
So I am giving you a little extra chapter tonight. Just cuz I love you.
Waiting-Cheyenne Marie Mize
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Chapter 6: Waiting
BPOV
He wasn't here.
Crazy creepy guy wasn't here.
Why was I disappointed?
I mean aside from the outrageous hard on and the heavy breathing, he hadn't really acknowledged me. I didn't even know his name. My math teacher had said it, but I couldn't remember it.
Ethan?
"Edward Cullen," Jessica said, licking her lips after saying his name like it was something sweet in her mouth.
"Don't waste your time on him, Bella," Lauren replied. "He's been here almost a year and no one here is good enough for him. He's a little weird too. He's always looking at girls like they're something he wants to eat."
"He could eat me," Jessica said, completely deadpan.
I choked on my apple before she started laughing and smacking me across the back to dislodge the apple peel in my throat.
I spluttered and took a long drink of water while they moved onto other topics besides my weird and definitely creepy Biology partner.
I let my hopes fizzle at mention of him looking at everyone as he had me yesterday.
Nope, he surely didn't want to eat me.
Just like every other guy on the planet. What the hell did it take to make someone notice me?
I sat alone in Biology, looking out at the rain that was a constant here in Forks.
I felt like I was waiting for things to happen. Instead of taking control of my life and making them happen. I had certainly put too much effort into thinking about creepy hot guy.
I had to make a change.
I was a Senior. In a new school. With new people that didn't know my shy tendencies. I would never get laid if I kept this up.
Edward Cullen was not interested in me. And my constant daydreams about him didn't help me attract any new prospects. But every time I thought about seeing who else might be enticing, my thoughts went back to him.
Those eyes.
That unruly hair.
And yes, the bulge.
How'd he get around with something that obvious?
And how could I discover just what lay beyond those faded jeans?
I shook my head at my divergent daydreaming and went back to writing my notes. I didn't necessarily need them, but Edward was my lab table partner. I'd give him my notes so I could make conversation.
Too bad the outfit I had worn today had been for nothing.
Well, Mike Newton had said something. He at least wasn't so creepy as to look at my chest that long. He still looked at it. He smiled and actually spoke with me. Even if it was to my boobs most of the time.
But it didn't have the same effect on me as Edward's had yesterday.
Maybe I enjoyed the way creepy hot guy looked at me a little too much.
Obsess much?
Maybe I was the one that was perverted.
I mean I was daydreaming about a boy that had a hard on all through class. I kept thinking about how much room there actually was in his tight button flies. I shook my head when the bell rang, the last period of school passing in a numb haze as I tried to think about anything but him.
I left my hair in its unkempt ponytail after gym class, threw on my comfort hoodie and slumped off towards my truck, waving at Angela and Jessica as they called out their goodbyes. So far this week was a bizarre let down.
Maybe tomorrow he would be here and I could figure him out.
The next day he didn't show up again, and I started to wonder if maybe he had just been sick on my first day. It would explain his frequent trips to the bathroom. And maybe the heavy breathing and glazed over look. He was a little flushed too as I thought on it when he first came into the classroom.
I decided to let it go.
It was the weekend. I'd drive myself crazy if I kept thinking about him. And that was creepy in itself. He certainly wasn't thinking about me, I was sure.
Still, I felt a flutter of hope at the idea of seeing him on Monday.
Surely he wouldn't be gone that long, right?
Why did the weekend have to take so long?
I hated waiting.
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AN: poor Bella. It's ok, hun. I'm sure he's thinking of you… Just don't tell Carlisle.
More tomorrow. I'll address a few more things tomorrow with some more Edward. Hang in there. Things will get happier when they see each other again! This isn't an angsty sort of story. :)
Have a good night!
MWAH!
steph