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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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8. Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

Songs: When I'm with you -- Faberdrive

Never too late -- Hedley

Bella's POV

I walked down the street on my way to school. My iPod is turned onto its highest point, blasting a song from Hedley. I try not to hear the irony in it, just let the up-beat melody keep me from falling to my knees in sobs. I have to keep myself together. If anyone found out, I would become the whore of the school. The one that got drunk and slept with the loner of the school just to "get some".

As I walked by the bar, I saw Marcus inside yelling at someone. I stopped and watched as a woman about my age came running out. She stopped when she saw me, pulling her fingers to her lips to wipe away a drop of blood. The fear in her eyes made mine echo hers. We stared at eachother and then she started to walk in the other direction. I looked away from her and towards the door of the bar. Marcus was inside, and I could see him plainly as he picked up a bottle of liqour and through it across the room in anger. He started to turn my way and I quickly started heading up the the street again. There was no doubt that he saw me.

When I arrived at school, Rosalie wasn't waiting for me. I clearly could see her red convertible in the parking lot. With a sigh of irritation, I cleared my head and walked into the school. I pulled out my earphones and let the ringing in my ears calm down. I made my way quickly to my locker. Everyone that turned and looked at me made me shudder. I felt like a fish in a bowl with no where to run. They knew. They had to. Why are they all looking at me? I was so paranoid by the time I got to my locker, that I completely forgot my combination.

I closed my eyes against the tear that wanted to fall, and leaned my head against the locker. I took in a deep breath, releasing it unevenly. I sucked in another jagged breath, and I couldn't take it anymore. Everything was going wrong. My life was a mess and I had no idea how to fix it; to make it right.

I felt the reassuring gentleness of someone's hand on my back. I turned my head to the side and met Jasper's eyes. He was leaning against the locker next to mine.

"You okay?" He asked in a deep and quiet voice. I nodded. "You look pretty beat. I can just see the despair flowing off you."

"I'm fine." I wiped the back of my hand across my eyes. "Now." I added. Jasper dropped his hand.

"Good." He looked at my locker. His voice was barely more than a whisper, but I could hear him over the noise of the students as they passed. "Do you need some help?" He smiled.

"Uh. No. I think I've got it. I remember now." I turned to my locker and began to unlock it. After I had it unlocked, I turned to thank him. He was still standing there, his shoulders tense, looking down the hall at the passing students. I looked as well, and only saw Alice with Tyler, her new boyfriend. It took me a second to figure it out. I should've known all along. Alice.

Jasper watched as Alice passed by, and I couldn't help but notice Alice shift her gaze at Jasper as she walked by. Her ears went slightly red, but she kept walking, her feet falling perfectly in front of the other. I tried to force a smile on my face.

"You should've grabbed her when you had the chance." I said. Jasper looked at me.

"It's too late now." He said.

"No it's not. They've been together what, two days? Hardly a relationship." I took a breath. " maybe she's just trying to get your attention. Or maybe she has no idea, and you should let her know."

"I'm not that kind of guy, I can't just go up to her and announce my feelings." I took a moment to drown his words. He was always the quiet one. Actually right now I was wondering why he was talking to me in the first place.

"How much do you like her?"

"A lot."

"How long have you liked her.. a lot?"

"The first time I looked at her, I felt as if I had been waiting lifetimes just to meet her." Jasper a romantic? Never knew. I turned to grab my books from my locker as the bell rang.

"Tell her that." I said. He just laughed. "Or you can just go up to her and kiss her, then see what happens." I offered. The bell rang again.

"I don't know. I've got to go. I hope you feel better soon, Bella." Jasper said before he walked away.

"Thanks." I whispered to myself.

I sat down in my seat in English class with a huff. Edward was already sitting in the seat behind me. I had watched from the door as he pushed an annoyed and frizzled Jessica from sitting in my seat.

"She's been sitting there for four years, don't take her seat now." He had said. Jessica looked up and saw me standing there, rolled her eyes and sat somewhere else. Angela turned to say hi to me when I sat down, but all I could manage was a smile. It didn't fool her.

"Hey, are you okay?" She put her hand on my arm and I looked at her.

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know. It looks as if you've been crying, and I saw you with Jasper Hale by your locker."

"Nothing's wrong." I said. She gave me a skeptical look, but turned to the front of the room anyway.

"What did you talk to Jasper about?" Edward asked from behind me. I didn't want to turn around, so I ignored him. "Can't you hear me?" He said, touching my arm.

"I hear you, Edward. That's all I've been doing lately is hearing you!" I whipped around and saw his face. He had a look of shock and dismissal that carved the smooth features of his perfect face. I fought the urge to smooth out his cheeks. Why did he have to be so innocent like that? It was all his fault.

"I just asked you a question." He said stubbornly, pulling his hands toward himself. He curled his long fingers around his pen. I watched him with a frown.

"We were talking about your sister." I whispered.

"Oh." He said. "I thought..."

"What did you think, Edward? I'd really like to know what the hell you were thinking!? Because now my life is ruined!"

"Excuse me, Miss Swan. Could you turn around in your seat please." I stopped glaring at Edward and looked around the room. Everyone was staring at me. Some kids even snickered at the back of the class. "Miss Swan?"

"Sorry." I murmured, turning around.

"Thank you." The teacher said. "Okay, first we'll go over our homework from last night..." Oh shit. I didn't do it. I didn't do it. I took in a slow breath and prayed that he didn't call on me. What would I say, " I'm sorry, I didn't do my homework because I found out I was pregnant."

"Bella? How about you. What does Hamlet and Laertes have in common and how does this affect the downfall of Hamlet?" Thank God I knew this from reading it multiple times. I opened my mouth to answer, but I heard a crack and then a snap from behind me. I turned around, Edward had exploded his pen all over his notebook, covering his hand as well.

"Mr. Cullen?" The teacher asked.

I watched Edward carefully. He had his mouth open, and wouldn't drag his eyes away from mine. He wanted the truth. He knew the truth. Oh no. Nervously, Edward licked his lips. I took a deep breath. Edward stood up quickly, grabbing my arm as he stood up. He turned towards the door, taking me with him.

"Edward." I whispered. "Not now." He kept walking.

"Sorry, Sir. We'll be right back." Edward said over his shoulder. The whole class was watching.

Edward pulled me out the door, closing it behind him. I didn't say anything as his hand slid down my arm and encompassed mine. I was suddenly aware of his thumb on the back of my hand. Right out side and into the back of the school, and then he turned so that my back was against the school wall, away from windows, doors and students. He didn't let go of my hand.

"Tell me a secret."He whispered. I could see the anger behind his eyes.

"Are you going to hit me?" I asked stubbornly. Edward's legs shifted.

"I'm that angry, Bella." He almost hissed between his teeth.

"Then do it." I said. Edward took a long breath and then took a step forward, his arm raised. I closed my eyes waiting for his hit, because I knew he was strong and I knew it would hurt. It all happened with a couple of seconds. Edward's hand twisted into my hair, turning my head up. And then his lips were on mine. My heartbeat raced, and I couldn't think. This kiss was hard, Edward's anger washed out in unbelievable and heartbreaking throbs of his lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him slide me up the wall so that we were on eye level. Edward tore his mouth away from mine. I could feel how swollen my lips were, but he didn't meet my still unfinished kiss.

"Are you pregnant?" His voice was no more than a whisper. I took in a slow, deliberate breath.

"...Yes." I cried.