Chapter two: First Impressions
"So, from looking at this first question, you can tell that it's going to be an exponential function. You might want to remember that for next class. It will help you on the homework," the teacher concluded. I was nearing the end of my first period pre calculus class. It wasn't too difficult, because most of it, I had already been exposed to back home. But, for some reason, my focus was off. Other than mulling over the dispute with my mother, I had stayed on task, until I noticed a strange, but extremely attractive boy sitting two tables across from mine. He had bronze, tousled hair, and eyes to match. His chiseled features were breathtaking.
Hoping he wouldn't notice, I scanned his entire body, mesmerized by his appearance. I observed faint scars on his arms, which trickled down to his wrist. There were hundreds of them. I couldn't quite make out what they were (or what they were from), but even his scars captivated me.
"I know, drool. Am I right?" squealed a girl sitting next to me with long, brown, curly hair and a pink shirt. "I saw you staring at him. Just in case you're wondering, he's single, unlike most of them. My name's Jessica, by the way."
"Unlike most of who?" I asked, ignoring her name and attempt to introduce herself.
"The Cullen family," she said with a stare that read, duh, "Oh, right! You're new. Sit with me at lunch and I'll tell you more about 'em, Kay? Bye, Bella. See you later."
Of course everyone knew my name. Besides the Cullens, I was probably the most interesting thing that happened to this town in years.
During lunch, I took a seat next to my new acquaintance and tried to blend in. It didn't work.
"Hey! So you're that Bella chick that everyone's been talking about. I'm Mike," exclaimed the blonde haired boy from across the table.
"Oh, stop, Mike. You're scaring her," said Jessica, "Besides; Bella and I have some stuff we wanna talk about first.
"I know, I know. I'm hot. You don't have to hide it," Mike said playfully.
"Shut up, Mike," Jessica laughed, "Okay, here's the scoop. That table…is where the Cullens sit. Every day. See' Blondie' over there? She's Rosalie, and she's with Emmet," she said, moving her finger to point towards a burly tall-dark-and-handsome. The little dark haired girl is Alice, and she's with the one right there by the window. That's Edward Cullen. You follow?"
"Yeah, I get it… I think," I stammered, "Wait, what do you mean 'with'? Like together?"
"Uh huh," she nodded, "creepy isn't it? Dr. Carlisle and his wife moved here about a year ago, and just adopted them. And they're all one big happy family. Oh, and don't get too close to any of them, especially him," she jerked toward the same boy in my pre calc class, "That's Jasper. People say he has, like, anger issues or something. I don't know. As much as I know you want to, don't."
That's the bell guys," Mike announced, "Gotta run."
Even after they left, I stared blankly at the empty chairs that the pulchritudinous family sat in just moments before.