Another Cinderella

By WritingtheWeird

Romance / Drama

Meeting Edward

(Bella's POV.)

I walked in the door towards the teachers' desk. I handed him my slip, and when he finished signing, he pointed me to the only seat available. It was beside a bronze haired boy with emerald green eyes. When I walked by him, he looked up and looked straight into my chocolate brown eyes. For a moment I stopped, getting lost in his beautiful eyes.

Wait! His eyes are beautiful now?! I don't even know him! I shook my head and looked away, coming out of my trance. He smiled a crooked smile that I already knew I would love.

What?! I love his smile?! I seriously need help. Besides, I'm just a Plain Jane with an abusive stepmother. I walked quickly to my seat, trying to figure out what was wrong with me. I sat down and started taking notes until something hit my arm. I looked down and saw a piece of folded paper. I opened it up and began to read.

My names Edward. What's yours?

Why do you want to know?

So, I could ask you to hang out wiht me tonight.

Sorry, i'm busy. But, out of curiosity, where would you have taken me?

To a restaurant I know. Can I know your name now?

Persistent. But no. Your going to have to figure it out on your own.

Why?

Because, if you really want to hangout with me, you'll have to prove yourself first. I looked up at the clock. Time to go. I thought.

Bye.

I wrote down and quickly gathered my books.

While walking out, I ran into Angela Weber. From what I've heard from Alice and Rose, she's really nice. They also said that she was really shy. She has brownish-blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Hi, Angela." I said.

"Oh! How did you know my name?" She asked, shocked.

"Alice and Rose told me. Sorry for scaring you."

"It's okay. I should have been watching where I was going."

"I probably shouldn't have yelled out like that. I would've fallen if somebody yelled my name too."

"Hmmm. Is that what Alice meant by moves at lunch?"

"No, she was talkin abou me being a cheerleader a year ago." I explained. "Maybe you can come and watch. They said could invite anybody."

"Sure. What class do you have next?"

"Gym, regretfully."

"Huh?"

"It's just I really hate gym. I'm already a klutz."

"But I thought you were good at cheerleading."

"I am. But I'm still the biggest klutz you'll ever meet."

"Well, isn't that ironic? Oh! Sorry! I didn't mean to be rude."

"It's alright. So I'll see you after class? We're meeting outside the gym."

"Sure. See ya then!" she said walking down the hall.

"See ya!" Ring! "Oh man! I'm late for gym!" Then I took off down the hall.


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