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What We Become

All human. Edward, the ghost of the school, has seen her from afar, but has never approached her. He and Bella have come to an unspoken agreement:don't talk to me and I won't talk to you.Hate is always the feelings that arise. With one night together, Bella becomes pregnant. What will happen? Will they find away to love one another? There's always a sneak peek at my next chapter on my site.story banner

So here it is. A brand new story. I just need a little input from you, my fabulous readers and reviewers. While you read this story, think of what I should do to make it better. I mean I have a vague outline, but it is still changeable. I’ve changed the Bella character a bit, but she hasn’t changed in essence. Does that sound cheesy? It probably does.
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To new comers…. I hope you enjoy my writing techniques. If you like this story, do not be afraid to go and read my other ones. I just finished Edward and Isabella. And Practice makes perfect, so this story might be better…. READ ON MAN!

5. Chapter 5

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Chapter 5.

Edward has a point of view! Ahh..

Monday morning came along quickly. Too fast for my liking. As I sat on my bed, dreading the minutes as they passed by and told me it was time to leave for school.

"Let's go, Edward. You're going to be late and your mother made breakfast!" My dad's voice broke through the silence. I could also hear my sister laughing downstairs. Typical day in the Cullen household. With a sigh, I stood up, went to grab my coat and noticed it wasn't there. I must have left it downstairs. Didn't need it anyway; I slid out the door. Emmett was waiting for me at the end of the hall. He leaned against the side of his door.

"Morning." He said, looking me over. "Anything.. I don't know, Weighing over your head this weekend?" He lifted his eyebrows. I scrutinized him for a second. Emmett smiled. "My own brother has gotten farther than I have. " I rolled my eyes and walked past him, heading down the stairs. "Seriously, I almost thought you were gay." I heard him laughing behind me.

"Good Morning, Hun." My mother said as I walked into the kitchen. I sat down at the table and leaned back. I looked towards Alice who was staring at me.

"What's wrong with you? I see you're done moping in your room." Alice said between bites of her breakfast.

"Nothing is wrong with me." I murmured, grabbing a piece of toast. Alice didn't believe it, but I didn't care.

"Are you happy or are you upset?" My mom asked sitting at the table across from me to resume her eating. I sighed.

"Somewhere in the middle."

She lowered her fork from her mouth. "Is it about a girl?" She asked without looking at me.

"Not just any girl, Ma. Bella Swan." Emmett had come in from the hall, his keys dangling noiselessly from his finger. My mom looked at me with her wise brown eyes.

"I see. " She said, as if she understood everything. "And I can only imagine that she was at the bonfire this weekend?"

"She was." Alice said, standing up. She headed towards the island and threw her bag across her shoulders. Was anyone going to let me talk?

"And you told her how you felt, and she rejected you?" My father said that, coming in from his office, he grabbed a piece of toast and kissed my mother on the cheek.

"Goodbye darling." My mom said, returning a kiss on the lips. I averted my eyes. I looked up and saw my parents looking at me.

"Well?" My dad asked. "Am I right?"

"You've only got part of it." Emmett laughed. "Come on little sister, let's get out of here." Alice followed him out of the room. My dad looked at his watch.

"I've got to go."

"Go save some sick people." My mother smiled.


I arrived at school just as the bell rang, but apparently I wasn't the only one who was late. As I sat in my first class, English, I noticed right away that she wasn't there. I couldn't even pay attention to the teacher until I heard her come in and sit down in her usual seat.

"Welcome to our class." The teacher stopped his lesson to speak to Bella.

"Sorry." She whispered. She didn't turn around once while I was sitting there. Normal. Everything was back to normal. It was as if this past weekend had never existed. She would continue ignoring me, barely changed herself. Unless she saw what happened as a good thing, I wasn't going to be on her good list for a while. I did take her virginity away. And we were the only two in this class that knew. So she could pretend that nothing happened. She could talk to her friends; tell them how much she hated me, how much she loathed me. But she will know deep down that something has changed. I know it. She knows it. Emmett apparently knows it, and due to that knowledge, I can only assume that Rosalie knows as well.

When the bell rang, she walked past me as if the desk was empty. I wasn't going to do anything to make her angry, so I let her. I would probably let her walk all over me, if it meant that she would just give me a glance. She wasn't the only one who had changed this past weekend. With a sigh, I stood up and walked out of the room.

At break before third class, Rosalie slid up beside me as I walked down the hall.

"So you seduced my best friend. I didn't know you were so desperate for attention at school. I thought you liked it."

"I do." I said. I kept walking. She didn't say anything for a while.

"You going to say anything to her?" She asked me. I didn't look at her.

"She doesn't want me to."

"Maybe not, but you still should."

"I've screwed up enough. I'd rather not make her change schools as well." I added meekly. She grabbed my arm, stopping me from getting to my next class. Her eyes watched me carefully and then she smiled.

"You love her don't you?"

"No." I said, starting to walk again.

"That is so cute! You love her!" She yelled after me. I stopped and came back after her, grabbing her by the shoulder. She was still smiling.

"Would you shut up?" I growled. "I don't love her, and it would be grand if you didn't start any rumours as such. Like telling Bella. Okay?"

"Denial..." She wiggled her eyebrows.


"Fine. I won't tell her. It will be much more romantic when you do."

"Thank you."I turned around and hurried away.

"I always thought you were gay!" I heard her voice over everyone else's. Everyone stopped and looked at me. I heard covered laughs and murmurs. Great. Now I'm noticed for something. Something that's not even true.

Bella's POV

When I got home from school Monday afternoon, I immediately went to clean my room. My clothes from Sunday were still on the floor. The dress from Friday night thrown across my computer chair. I picked it up first, throwing it into my hamper. In went the clothes after it. Might as well wash my bedclothes as well.

I was tense for some reason. Usually when I was upset about something, I would clean. It usually made me feel better. Right now it wasn't working. This was something physical. I hadn't cleaned all weekend because I was so tired. I was tired today, but I knew school was more important than my depression. Was that what this was? With a huff I started scrubbing at my desk, at my walls, with vinegar water. By the time I was done, my room spelt like French fries. My rug was newly vacuumed, and I had a twitch in my side. I sat down, holding my stomach until the pain eased. I was sure getting a work out, but I wasn't calm yet. I looked up at his coat, which I left on my shelf. I had a lot to think about. I stood up and walked over to it, picking it up and bringing it to my face. It still smelt like him. I couldn't help but smile. This was wrong.

My father came home after work. I heard the door open.

"Bella?" He asked.

"Who else." I whispered. "In the kitchen!" I raised my voice.

"The house looks great. What's for supper?" He asked as he showed himself in the entrance way.

"Hamburgers and fries." I said.

I went to bed early. Cleaning had taken a lot out of me. I fell asleep immediately, but didn't wake up at the usual time. At around three in the morning, I had pounced out of bed and made it to the bathroom just in time. Last night's dinner, and God knows what else, came out of me. I leaned over the toilet and just breathed. I had to calm down. Why was it so hot in here? Slowly I stood up and washed my face with cold water. I was about to brush the taste out of my mouth, before the next wave came. I had nothing left in me, but apparently my stomach thought there was.

My dad showed up at the door an hour later. I was leaning against the bathtub. He took a step forward and kneeled down in front of me.

"Did the hamburgers get to you?" He murmured. I nodded solemnly. He smiled sympathetically, wiping the sweat off my forehead. "It's cold in here." I thought it was boiling. "I'll get you some water."


"Maybe it's best if you stay home today."


"That's final." He said, but he smiled.

I felt okay soon after, and just spent the day reading and listening to music. My dad had stayed home. I guess he wanted to feel needed. He made me soup and orange juice for lunch. The phone rang at about one o'clock.

"Bella?" My dad said from downstairs. "May I ask whose calling?" I walked to the door and listened. "I'm sorry, Edward. Bella can't come to the phone right now, she has the flu." There was silence. "Well, you can tell her yourself when she gets to school tomorrow. Okay, Bye."

"Nice kid." He said after he hung up the phone.

I walked back into my room.

"Crap." I whispered. "Where the hell did you get my number?" I said to myself. Rosalie didn't even have this number, so Emmett didn't either. I thought I told to leave me alone. I guess I had to make it more final.