**Chapter Rewritten- Jan 6 2015**
Chapter 2:
Three in One Day
My first few classes were a breeze. No more ghosts that popped up randomly and a lot of student were brave enough to talk to me. I had already gained a few followers, but I didn't remembered any of their names. Though I was pretty sure that they would not want to be my friend once they realized the truth. I was a freak who talked to 'herself' as the kids in Phoenix put it. There was no loss, really. I didn't mind being by myself, but still, it would be nice to avoid the rumors that I was crazy before the end of my first day.
When the lunch bell rang, I gathered up my stuff and followed the flow of students towards the cafeteria. There was a girl tagging along at my side, rambling at a hundred miles per hour, barely taking a breath, talking about this boy she liked. I nodded, saying the odd word, but otherwise I was almost shut off. I couldn't remember if her name was Jenna or Jessica. She overwhelmed me when she introduced herself that her name came out too fast, getting lost in translation. She steered me in the correct direction of the cafeteria and we joined the lunch line together.
We purchased our food then she dragged me to a table full of kids. "Everyone this is Bella Swan, the Chiefs daughter," Jenna or Jessica announced
Great, I already had a title: Bella Swan, the Chief's Daughter. I looked around the table, but I didn't really recognize anyone by sight. But of course the last time I hung around local kids I was only a child.
A tall girl stood up, she had light brown hair and kind eyes. "Hi, Bella, remember me?" she asked shyly. "Angela Webber," she prompted.
Ah yes, I remembered. "Yeah, I remember, we were in Miss Kali's class together." I smiled, vividly remembering first grade here in Forks. Angela was ringing a bell. We sat next to each other. We were both shy, neither of us quite brave enough to make much conversation, but it went unsaid we were friends since we did most things together.
"That's Mike, Ben, Tyler, Lauren and Eric," Jenna or Jessica introduced me to everyone at the table. I recognized the names of Eric and Tyler, but I didn't really know anyone else. I sat next to Angela and I joined in with their casual chit chat.
"Sorry about your mom," Angela said softly after the conversation moved away from when we were first graders. "If you ever need to talk…"
She left the sentence open and I nodded, looking down at my half-finished sandwich. It didn't sit right with me that the whole town knew about my mom without me having to say a word. One of the many reasons my mom up and left with me in tow all those years ago. You couldn't sneeze without the whole town hearing about it before dinner.
Although Angela hadn't meant to, her bringing up my mother had lessened my appetite. I looked around for the quickest exit, but instead my eyes drew to south end of the room. His stare was intense, a deep rooted stare that didn't blink even when I stared right back, like a normal person would when caught point blank starring at someone. I had the impression that he had been watching me unnoticed for a while.
Our staring contest lasted barely a minute when I lost my nerve and broke my gaze. When I looked away, I felt uneasy and a little shaky. His gaze was as hypnotizing as it had been when I bumped into him earlier and it left me feeling like I had been in a trace.
Taking a breath, I glanced back and to my annoyance, Alice who was seated opposite him, was also staring at me. "Who's the boy sitting next to Alice?" I asked Angela. "The one with red bronze hair."
She looked up and turned directly to the furthest away table in the entire room. I looked with her, but all occupants at the table were now staring anywhere but towards me. It was then I noticed everyone else sitting next to Alice and the boy. Even from the distance I could see that they were equally as breathtaking as Alice and the bronze haired boy who kept staring at me with a look between frustration and anger. The only other girl was blonde, much taller than Alice, with hair and a face that made me self-conscious just by being in the same room as her. Next to her was a huge bear of a guy. A footballer for sure. Next to Alice was another blonde, as beautiful as the others, yet ridged in his posture, like he was sitting on a bed of nails.
The amount of beauty and perfect at one table was painful. I looked away as Angela spoke.
"That's Edward," she said. "Alice's sister."
"And the others?"
"The blondes, twins, are Rosalie and Jasper Hale. The biggest one is Emmett, who is Edward and Alice's adoptive brother," Angela said and it seemed our conversation had sparked others to pay attention. They were all listening in to Angela. The way everyone was looking gave me the feeling that I was being told gossip, rather than being answered a simple question.
"They are all living under one roof," someone whose name I couldn't remember said. "They were adopted by Dr. Cullen and his wife."
"And they were all together together," someone else chimed in. "As in Alice and Jasper are dating and so are Emmett and Rosalie. Yet they live together and pose as a family."
Yep, definitely gossip.
I didn't recognize the name Cullen. "Dr. Cullen?"
"He's this amazing surgeon from up north," Angela told me quickly. Her cheeks were red; she didn't like the fact she had started a whole conversation that the entire group had joined in. "He moved his family here two years ago because his wife wanted to live somewhere quiet."
The talk of the Cullen's continued throughout the table, but I tuned out. I didn't glance back at Edward again, but I felt eyes on me until the bell rang to signal the end of lunch. I took out my schedule to see where I was heading next - Biology.
Feeling someone peering over my shoulder, I turned to see the boyish face Mike smiling at me. "That's my class too, I'll walk you." He didn't leave me a chance to answer and walked ahead of me leading the way.
We entered the Science building and Mike led me to the biology room. The classroom was already full when we arrived, so I went to the teacher's desk to be assigned a seat. The teacher, Mr Banner, handed me a few books when I introduce myself. The teacher assigned me to the only seat left. Out of all the people to have the only space left in the entire room, of course it was going to be Edward Cullen. He looked up at the mention of his name from Mr. Banner, a smile playing on his lips. As I walked to the only space left in the room, Edward clear the space on the side of the desk that was now mine.
He shifted his stool a little closer as I sat down. "Hello again," Edward said. "I didn't get a chance to say before. I'm Edward."
"Bella," I said although he already knew.
"I know who you are, of course," Edward said mater of factly
"Of course," I said a touch of anger in my voice. "Everyone is this hole in the road knows who I am. The Chef's ex-wife is dead, where else would his daughter go?"
Edward blinked, his face somber. "No, actually," he said. "I knew who you were the second I bumped into you. You have your father's eyes."
Heat rose to my face and I looked away. "Sorry," I said. "This place just gets to me sometimes and I've only been back less than twenty-four hours."
"I know the feeling," Edward said. We fell silent then. My outburst making conversation a little lost.
I was grateful that the teacher called the class to attention and instructed a small girl in the front row to hand out worksheets. The teacher went on to explain our assignment, drowning on and on as the sheets were being passed around when the classroom door opened then slammed shut. Most people jumped in fright. The only people who didn't have a mini heart attack was Edward and myself.
"That door," Mr. Banner said, red in the face. I could tell it wasn't his first experience with the door opening and closing by itself. He was staring at it like…well, as if a ghost had just walked through it.
And that was exactly the case.
Standing by the whiteboard was a boy, around my age, at least he had been when he died. He had sandy blond hair and looked pleased with himself at his grand entrance. While the teacher ordered silence and for everyone to start their worksheet, the boy wondered around. He hadn't spotted me yet, which was a relief.
Three ghosts in one day? This school was more haunted than a graveyard.
Edward and I worked in silence, finishing our worksheet. Edward zoomed through his while I worked slowly through mine. I had done this class before so the answers were pretty easy, but I was trying to keep my eye on the boy at the same time. He was just wondering around the classroom aimlessly, looking over people shoulders, telling them if their answers are wrong or not. He didn't seem to be harming anyone so I just let him carry on.
I finished my work a few minutes after Edward so I put my pen down to wait for the rest of the class to catch up. I could feel Edward's eyes on me, burning through me, but tried to pretend I didn't notice.
"Holy Christ! Was this boy born without a brain? He can't even spell 'cell'! It's not s-e-l-l you dim wit, it C-E-L-L!"
With the lack of reaction around the room, I knew that the voice belonged to the ghost.
Casually glancing behind me, I watched as the boy stared in disbelief at the boy named Mike who was sitting at the back next to a girl with glasses. I tried not to smirk. It could be fun when I heard things that others didn't. A lot of the time it could be annoying, but the Other Side could always provide much needed entertainment.
Finally the boy reached our table. I didn't want to give myself a way that I was a big freak to Edward by chatting to the thin air, so I didn't give the boy eye contact to let him know that his ramblings could be heard.
"Ah Cullen, of course he will have everything right," muttered the boy, looking over Edward's shoulder. I glanced at Edward who was peeking up at me. "The vampires always have perfect grade point averages."