Not Listening to You!
I skipped off to English in a daze because skipping is awesome and I was just so shocked that Edward actually couldn’t keep himself away from me. Well, I wasn’t all that shocked because everyone loves me, but I didn’t have to work to bring him around which I thought I would have to do. But I didn’t because I’m just so amazing.
Even though I was late I didn’t get in trouble like most people would because I’m amazing and can get away with whatever I want. Perks of being an amazingly gorgeous and smart princess.
Mike wasn’t sitting next to me today but I didn’t notice because I never pay attention to him anyway. But then he and Eric came up to me and walked me to my next class so they must have totally bought the whole Seattle excuse. Mike kept yapping about going to the beach. I didn’t know why he’d want to go to the beach when the weather is overcast all the time and the temperature was supposed to be in the forties. Did he expect an iceberg to float by or something?
I didn’t pay attention to anything all morning because I was totally [strike]obsessed[/strike] in love with Edward and he had given me this look like he wanted to pull me down and shag me rotten and it was just so romantic!! Part of me thought I must be dreaming because it was just so easy.
In fact, come lunch time I was all nervous and thought that maybe I really had dreamed it! That would’ve totally sucked. Like, suckingly sucked. There was a big group of people around my table and they were all talking and planning stupid stuff for the dance and stuff. I didn’t care because dances are stupid.
I looked around eagerly because I was eager to see if Edward was eagerly there looking eagerly around to see if I was there eagerly. He wasn’t so I was sad.
I got all mopey and bought lemonade because I had extra money and sat down and wanted to smash it on Inconsequential Girl #1’s head, but before I could she said, “Edward is staring at you again.”
I looked up and saw Edward was sitting by himself staring at me staringly so I stared back. Then he made a come-hither gesture with his finger and it turned me on and I left the others because they were really stupid and Edward was so perfect. I think Inconsequential Girl #1 was glaringly at me glaringly. He told me to sit and I sat because I was lost in his eyes.
He was just so perfectly perfect it was perfect!! He was so dreamy and pale and stuff and I kept pinching myself under the table because I thought he was too perfect to be real. But he was real and he was mine mine mine!! Or he would be, he just didn’t realize it yet.
“What are you doing?” Edward asked curiously with curiosity.
I blinked at him, confused. “What?”
“That!” He pointed at my face. “You’re face keeps scrunching up like you have gas.”
“I do NOT have gas! I do not have any waste-like bodily functions, thank you.”
“Are you one too?”
“One what?”
“Oh shit. Never mind.” He looked around nervously before fiddling with his perfect hands on the table. He was really confusing but since he was so gorgeously gorgeous and perfectly perfect, I decided I’d let it slide this time. But he owed me, fucker.
“Never mind what?”
“Exactly.”
I stared at him for a second. Holy fuck nuggets he was good. “You’re really confusing.”
“I know.” He beamed at me happily in a happy way that was happy. I think he was kind of happy.
“So, why are we sitting together?” Apart from my being fabulous, of course.
“Because I’m gonna be a bad boy.”
“Oh?” I perked up at this, because it sounded very yummy.
“Not like that.”
“Oh…” Well damn.
“Your friends are jealous because they want to sit with you.”
“Who cares what they want?”
“I might just keep you.”
“I thought we weren’t supposed to be friends?” That was what he said right?
“Yeah but you’re stupid and won’t listen so it doesn’t matter.” How dare he!! I was way smarter than he was!! How dare he insult me in such a way! Oh but he was so dreamy…
“So as long as I’m an idiot we’ll be friends?”
“Seems like it.”
“Works for me.”
We went all silent for a long time because there wasn’t really anything to say. Edward’s face went all blank and stuff and he just stared at me while zoning out. Then he said, “What are you thinking?” I was astonished because I totally thought he had gone off into his own little world, but apparently he had not. I blushed because I had been thinking of picking my nose since he wasn’t paying attention, even though he was paying attention.
I stared at him and said, “What you are.”
He got all huffy and pissy again and told me to forget it because it wasn’t important. Which only made me think that he actually was something abnormal, since he never denied that he wasn’t normal. Maybe he was Spiderman, because that’s a totally logical explanation.
“Well what do you think I am?” he asked finally. But I just shook my head because I wasn’t stupid enough to actually tell him I thought he was Spiderman. He’d have to kill me then. “Won’t you tell me?” I shook my head again and made a gesture with my hand to symbolize that I’d zipped my mouth shut. He gave me an impatient look. “This is annoying.”
“Now you know how it feels so there!”
“Just one?”
“Okay, are you Spiderman?” He was just too pretty to be mad at.
“Uhm, no.”
“Okay, that was all I had.”
“You’re not very creative.”
“I’ll figure it out.”
“You shouldn’t.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not good.”
We’d been over this before. He was trying to be a bad boy. “So you’re dangerous?”
“No shit Sherlock.” Oh yeah, wasn’t he trying to tell me this the whole time?
“Why didn’t you just tell me you’re dangerous?”
“Because it’s not cryptic enough and the author needed something to force us to interact in some way and give you a reason to have me on your mind.”
“I don’t need a reason,” I said, scoffing scoffingly.
“Fair enough.”
At that point I realized that the cafeteria was nearly empty so I stood up and ran to class, expecting Edward to have followed me, but he didn’t. Apparently the bastard was ditching. Oh well, his loss right?
Except we were going to find out our blood types in Biology and I don’t like blood. Even though half the time I’m emo and carry around a razor blade in my pocket. I feigned sickness and the teacher had Mike take me to the nurse’s office. Score! I got off scott-free! I told Mike I wanted to sit down, so I did.
And then Edward rounded the corner. Damn it! I didn’t want him to see me all pale and clammy from scaredy-ness. “Bella?” I didn’t say anything because I wanted to pretend he wasn’t there so I could be all sickly around people I don’t care about, not my future husband. “What’s wrong?”
“I think she fainted,” Mike said helpfully. Even though he wasn’t helpful at all.
“Bell?” Edward leaned down towards me. “Can you hear me?”
“No I said.”
He laughed and slung me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. “Go back to class, I’ll take her to the nurse’s office.”
“No, she’s mine!” Mike whined. I told him to shut it and go back to class so he did.
The nurse was very surprised to see me carried into the office and placed on the only little cot there. “She fainted in Biology. They’re blood typing.”
“Again? Well she’ll be fine, go to class.”
“I’m supposed to stay with her.” The nurse let him alone after that, but every question I answered for the nurse had him stifling laughter. Cocky bastard.
“I bet Mike is all put out now.”
“He hates my guts,” Edward say cheerfully with lots of cheer.
“Oh fun.”
“Let me get you out of class because I can.” And he did. “I’m also driving you home. Alice will drop off your truck.”
“What?”
“Just listen to me.”
“Okay.” I liked how he was in charge, just like a man should be. Women are too frail, we need men to take care of us. Edward was the only man able to take care of me because he’s just so fucking pretty.
I started babbling about my mom and her bright pink GPS navigational vibrator named Phil that she “married” and then we were at my house. So instead of letting him go get his family from school, I stuck around and asked him about them. He glared at me and told me to get out and I did.
“Don’t do anything stupid this weekend,” he said, then drove away. I stuck out my tongue at the car as he drove away.
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