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Forks High School isn't that big, I thought frantically. Miniscule, in fact, compared to my old school in Phoenix. Its ridiculous for me to get lost! As I groped for my schedule to try and figure out where Building 3 was, I internally tried to write this off as stress or hunger. PMS, even. But deep down I knew why I was so scatterbrained that particular morning. I scowled at the shining sun. Why did it have to come out at all? I knew I was being silly. Being away from Edward sometimes did that to me.
When I finally made my way to my seat in Building 3, I plopped down and began doodling idly on the front of my notebook. I was interrupted from wondering whether or not Edward would be back that night by a familiar voice.
"Hi Bella. Are you all right?"
"Yes, Mike...I'm fine. Thanks for asking."
"Hey, I noticed Edward was gone today. Are you doing anything--"
"All right. Today's topic for discussion is the Alfred Wegener theory of continental drift..." cut the teaher's voice through the suddenly thick atmosphere in the room.
I let the teacher's voice fade out while silently thanking him for saving me from a painfully embarassing discussion. I liked Mike, but sometimes it was so hard for him to realize that I had a boyfriend...that would eternally be superior to him. Poor little guy, I thought.
The rest of the day passed painfully slowly. I won't suffer you the specifics. When I got home, Charlie was still at the station. I popped some leftover lasagna in the microwave for a couple of minutes and then went upstairs to do my homework. Satisfied that I'sd eaten up a lot of time, I went downstairs to make a salad and was shocked to see that only half an hour had passed. Grinding my teeth, I sat down to watch TV for another hour. Finally I heard Charlie's entry and started to get dinner out on the table.
"Hi Bells. Sorry I'm a little late."
"That's fine, dad. I did my homework. How was your day?"
A crease appeared between his eyes. "Well...do you remember those gang killings in Seattle last year?"
A chill passed through me. I remembered better than most. "Yes..." I replied cautiously.
"It's happening again. This time closer to here. Same bizzare range of victims, same burned bodies..."
I almost dropped the lasagna pan. Numb with shock, I caught it before it hit the floor and put a hand on the counter to steady myself.
"Hey, don't be scared.It's not that big of a deal. Not nearly as many as before."
"I'm not scared. Just surprised," I lied.
We ate dinner in silence. My head was whirling with emotion. Who was it? I could have reason to be happy. Maybe it was Senna, or Benjamin. At the same time, I was petrified. The Volturi had a good reason to be in the area: me. I ruminated on these questions, restless for Edward's arrival so I could ask him.
Forks High School isn't that big, I thought frantically. Miniscule, in fact, compared to my old school in Phoenix. Its ridiculous for me to get lost! As I groped for my schedule to try and figure out where Building 3 was, I internally tried to write this off as stress or hunger. PMS, even. But deep down I knew why I was so scatterbrained that particular morning. I scowled at the shining sun. Why did it have to come out at all? I knew I was being silly. Being away from Edward sometimes did that to me.
When I finally made my way to my seat in Building 3, I plopped down and began doodling idly on the front of my notebook. I was interrupted from wondering whether or not Edward would be back that night by a familiar voice.
"Hi Bella. Are you all right?"
"Yes, Mike...I'm fine. Thanks for asking."
"Hey, I noticed Edward was gone today. Are you doing anything--"
"All right. Today's topic for discussion is the Alfred Wegener theory of continental drift..." cut the teaher's voice through the suddenly thick atmosphere in the room.
I let the teacher's voice fade out while silently thanking him for saving me from a painfully embarassing discussion. I liked Mike, but sometimes it was so hard for him to realize that I had a boyfriend...that would eternally be superior to him. Poor little guy, I thought.
The rest of the day passed painfully slowly. I won't suffer you the specifics. When I got home, Charlie was still at the station. I popped some leftover lasagna in the microwave for a couple of minutes and then went upstairs to do my homework. Satisfied that I'sd eaten up a lot of time, I went downstairs to make a salad and was shocked to see that only half an hour had passed. Grinding my teeth, I sat down to watch TV for another hour. Finally I heard Charlie's entry and started to get dinner out on the table.
"Hi Bells. Sorry I'm a little late."
"That's fine, dad. I did my homework. How was your day?"
A crease appeared between his eyes. "Well...do you remember those gang killings in Seattle last year?"
A chill passed through me. I remembered better than most. "Yes..." I replied cautiously.
"It's happening again. This time closer to here. Same bizzare range of victims, same burned bodies..."
I almost dropped the lasagna pan. Numb with shock, I caught it before it hit the floor and put a hand on the counter to steady myself.
"Hey, don't be scared.It's not that big of a deal. Not nearly as many as before."
"I'm not scared. Just surprised," I lied.
We ate dinner in silence. My head was whirling with emotion. Who was it? I could have reason to be happy. Maybe it was Senna, or Benjamin. At the same time, I was petrified. The Volturi had a good reason to be in the area: me. I ruminated on these questions, restless for Edward's arrival so I could ask him.
Jacob Black is Bella's best friend. He is a Quileute Native American and a werewolf, later revealed to be a shape-shifter as he doesn't transform on the full moon. In Twilight, Jacob plays a minor role, being a forgotten childhood friend of Bella's. In an attempt to learn more about Cullens, Bella flirts with Jacob, and he tells her tribe legends about them being "the cold ones", or vampires. After Edward leaves Bella in New Moon, Bella spends much of her time with Jacob, trying to heal her broken heart and move on. Though at first only a friend, Jacob later falls in love with Bella. Although he spends most of his time in Eclipse trying to win Bella, in Breaking Dawn he imprints —an involuntary process in which a werewolf finds their soul mate— on Bella and Edward's daughter, Renesmee.
