Don't make me fall

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Chapter 4

"Edward?" Jasper mumbled, all his attention on the teacher he obviously knew from somewhere.

"Aren't you supposed to be away? I mean… really away from Forks? Shit man, I…Just…shit" a more irritated than surprised Jasper finished, his eyes focusing on the desk like he was about to memorize every scratch and dent on the surface.

Cullen looked like a cat having a mouse under his claws as he leaned over him and said in a low voice:

"I'm here, all of me. This is going to be a great "school" year Mr. Whitlock. I' make sure of it." He then checked the rest of the students and sat at the back of the classroom searching the library, leaving as to use our time free and only me to watch him for a few seconds.

Something was happening or had happened between him and Forks and maybe Jasper.

The guy was more than dangerously good looking. He could threat, and threat enough so that someone like Jasper closed his mouth and didn't look back at me once till he left detention.

My time there was at least interesting. Half an hour later I had almost finished my math assignment when my pretty teacher put a large volume in front of me and we got back at the game.

I was sure he noticed my smirk when I saw the title. "Wuthering Heights? Seriously?"

"Do you have a problem with Emily Bronte Miss Swan? Is she not high enough for your standards or too old fashioned?" his serious smooth voice made our interaction look formal but at the same time extremely challenging.

I looked straight at him as I did with all my teachers, trying to look unaffected of his provoking behavior.

"I believe you cannot force more school assignments on me than the regular program and your class is obviously not an AP class, so why is the book here "sir"? I asked with the calm and confident tone I used to have whenever someone

had the tendency to intimidate me.

He looked a bit skeptical and then his soft voice was really near my right ear and his hand on the back of my chair, his body almost leaning on me. "You wrote four pages about Jane Eyre, two of them devoted to Charlotte Bronte and how her attachment to her teacher inspired her. I don't have the right to ask for more but I can expect more of you Miss Swan." "Is this a dare?" I spoke without thinking too much. I could give the book back and finish everything. I could but I prefer not to. English is a boring class.

"I think you have the level to see what this is," Cullen answered, his body too close for me to miss a very manly, spicy, fresh scent. Yes, I was definitely in the right level to see, and smell him, and appreciate everything a girl could wish to watch move in front of me. I was a little… hooked by the idea.

"Maybe it is" I answered, looking at him with an accusing tone cause what I really wanted to say was "Do not underestimate me Mr. My father was searching for me in five states, I don't think will be scared buy a book."

"Maybe it is just a mediocre assignment for a mediocre student who's ambition is to stay in Forks , make kids and go fishing," he commented while putting papers and books in his bag.

I was about to answer when the sound of the bell made everyone rush to get out of the room. I stayed back, watching them. Jasper was closer to the loser side. Lauren would be the first to have kids. Jessica was planning her life with Mike, the son of the largest store in town. A couple of others would barely finish school. None of it was for me. Not for me.

I grabbed the book and I stopped in front of Cullen just as he was about to leave his desk.

"I need a more… solid reason," I said, holding the book loosely in my palm.

"Like a grade?" he asked while I couldn't avoid noticing his lean body structure as he was wearing his jacket, like he was a swimmer under his clothes.

"Like an A and a recommendation letter I will read before," I blurted out, ready for a "no way".

He thought for a second, eying me with a peculiar look. "I see…" he spoke, clearly not so interested anymore.

"Are you in for a deal Swan?"

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