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One Love, Two Worlds, Three Words

Bella is single handedly the most popular and beautiful girl in all of Fort Lauderdale High, along with her best friends, Alice, Rosalie, and Angela. Edward is an odd ball out. The mysterious and charming boy isn't your average foster child. The traditional story of “boy meets girl” takes on a new twist, when the most unexpected happens and two people who couldn’t find themselves, find one another. One day, fate will bring them together and change their lives forever. Filled with tragedy, love, family hardships, and humor. Not your average fanfic. ALL HUMAN. OOC/AU -tlm


7. Wonder Boy

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The eerie silence was annoying the hell out of me. Ms. Cope began tapping her pen impatiently as she waited for the screen to reload on her laptop.

“Alright Edward, we have 1st hour Calculus AP open, so I’ll switch up your schedule and you should be good to go,” she said enthusiastically, trying to be subtle about what I believed to be, a very obvious once over me from head to toe. Disgusting.

“Thanks,” I said trying to suppress the sneer threatening to leak in my voice. I highly detested taking harder classes than necessary, but even more than that I detested the attention. There was no longer anything to see here, except a cold empty room.

How I felt about AP and honor classes was another story. I could probably handle it in other circumstances, but why go above and beyond? What point was there in trying to think harder than necessary? That was the last thing I needed. Unfortunately, Mr. Mathews simply insisted I be put in a higher math class so here I was stuck in a place I did not want to be, walking towards another place that I did not want to be even more.

Most days I felt this way, tired, uninterested, just trying to get by. Till the past few days I didn’t remember ever feeling so relaxed and care free, maybe even…happy. This was all because of Bella of course. Ridiculous. I could feel the muscles in my fists tightening in reaction to the thought. How pathetic that my only happiness lately come in the form of something so unpromising…temporary?

I knew better than this. I was definitely setting myself up for disappointment, getting my hopes up was simply out of the question. At the same time I could not help but question what I truly deserved with what I have been left with, my sanity maybe. I could feel the usual hollowness in my heart begin to creep back in. Will peace ever come to my life? If not happiness, which I did not expect, I felt that I was good enough of a person to deserve something more than what the dear Lord has left me with, but maybe I truly did not. I flipped my gray hood over my head as I took a deep breath, before opening the door to my impending doom. Room 908.


9:08 AM, the clock on the car stereo read.

“Eddie honey, stop fussing around! I can’t tie your shoes with you squirming around!” Esme groaned helplessly.

“Hehe. Sorry, mommy, I’m just so excited! Do you think I’ll make lots of new friends?” I said as I squealed enthusiastically.

“Many, MANY friends,” she exaggerated.

“Ooo..ooo how bout me mommy?” Ian asked from behind her.

“Of course you too honey,” she emphasized. Ian made several chorus of ‘whoos,’ while I shuffled out of the car.

“Do you think any of them play the piano like me?” I whispered.

“Piano? Hopefully some of them like to play football!” Ian shrieked.

“I don’t know you should ask them sweety,” she smiled, zipping up my jacket and pulling Ian and me into her soft embrace.

“I guess that’s the best way to find out,” I replied resigned as I readjusted my back-pack straps. Ian nodded his head in agreement.

“You’re going to be fine Eddie, you too, Ian. You’ll like it at your new school here and I’m sure everyone’s going to love my babies. Just give it a chance,” she said, patting us on the head. “Go on my little heroes,” she whispered. Ian took my hand firmly.

“Don’t worry if anyone makes fun of your glasses again, I’ll kick their butts,” he said firmly with a wink. Mom chuckled at our side.

“Behave boys,” she said.

“We will mom!” I answered. We then took off lazily jogging away from her and called over my shoulder,” Love you mommy!”


My hand grasped the handle of the door more tightly than necessary. Ian’s class ring was slightly pinching the skin of my ring finger when I looked down at it. I suppressed the emotion that usually came along with flashbacks, for all times to be getting them, why now?

Face reality I told myself, fighting back tears I decided I would allow later. Mom wasn’t here to wish me luck at my new school and neither was Ian here to protect his 3-minute younger little brother.


“Bella…Bella?” I faintly hear my name being called in the distance. I jerked up immediately in my seat, hitting my knee on the side of the desk in the process. I squealed loudly, abruptly causing the subtle chuckling in the room.

“Earth to Bella. Are you will us now?” Mr. Hobs asked mockingly. I looked up at him, trying my best to muster a polite but apologetic expression.

“Yes, I’m sorry. I didn’t get much sleep last night,” I replied, but he simply walked back to the front of the room. Serves him right. The embarrassment was enough of a punishment for getting caught napping in his class. My evening before hand had consisted of a late night at Rose’s house with the girls and a late wake up because of an alarm that never went off. I foresaw this day being one of those, might as well not go to school days, since today would be the ‘talk’ with Emmett, but I promised Rosalie I would be here for her.

Lazily I closed my eyes, trying to listen to what Mr. Hobs was saying but each word only went in through one ear and out the other. With all the time I spent thinking and deliberating, I was still no-where closer to deciding what I would do about Charlie and Renee. A pang shot through my chest once again, recalling them both. I need miracle, I sighed to myself. ‘Click’ I didn’t open my eyes though I knew it was the sound of someone opening the door. Mr. Hobs abruptly stopped speaking. I could here his footsteps making their way to the door. I heard distant murmuring and the sound of the door closing shut.

“Well, class it seems we have a new student,” Mr. Hobs announced aloud. Great, welcome to the club I thought with my eyes still shut. Enjoy basking in the overachieving atmosphere of the not quite heaven but not quite hell. Purgatory dear. I chuckled softly to myself at how true that actually was.

“Okay Edward-“ Mechanically my head snapped up as if my own name had been called. My eyes were wide open and focused on the tall slender figure standing next to Mr. Hobs. “…go ahead and take the empty seat in the back.” My heart rate had accelerated to an unnatural pace within a matter of milliseconds. How childish. I turned away briefly telling myself that there was no reason to get worked up, it probably wasn’t my Edward. I only responded to the familiarity of the name. Wait, not that he was mine. I abruptly dismissed the thought. For some reason my head decided to look back to assure myself I was just mistaken. What were the chances of more than one Edward going to this school? None.

The figure slowly spun towards the middle of the aisle, gently tugging down his hood as he walked towards my direction. Though I must say his stride was more like an elegant dance. My heart once again kicked up another notch as I took in all 6 feet of him. It was he, the stranger who had offered me his shoulder to cry on, and the guy I spilled my heart to. His bizarre copper hair bounced lightly in its disarray as he shook it slightly from his hood. His pale skin glowed ever so slightly in the sun that seeped through the half shaded windows of the classroom. I could feel my cheeks burning in reaction to my assessment. What was getting into me? I smacked myself internally for being so...ugh! What did they call it when you stared at someone aimlessly? Still I couldn’t help but be extremely aware that the only seat he could take was the seat exactly next to me. He wore a simple pair of dark wash jeans and a gray jacket over a plain white t-shirt, though you could tell he had well defined muscles beneath his white shirt. He was so simple yet, painfully handsome.

But something was definitely wrong with this picture. I could tell by the solemn expression on his face, the lifelessness in his eyes. They were darker than I remembered them and red streaked in the whites. His angelic face seemed to be permanently set in a position that portrayed one of the deepest levels of anguish. I was planning on saying something to him or maybe striking up some kind of conversation with him, but was slightly taken aback when he simply sat down next to me without so much as one glance in my direction. I continued staring at him slightly confused. Did he not remember me? No, wait he has to, there was probably just something bothering him. Intuition abruptly flashed into my mind.

He was upset of course, extremely upset, to the point that everything around him didn’t exist. How often had I been this way in the past? Was this how looked like to a random onlooker? I immediately felt guilty and pity for Edward. I knew I wouldn’t be able to successfully focus my attention on the lectures so I just focused on staying calm and relaxed while sitting next to Edward…who had no idea I was sitting next to him. Why did I care? Not like it has ever mattered before, it shouldn’t now. I’d just say something to him once class was over I decided.

I stirred uncomfortably in my seat for the remainder of the class, sneaking a glance at him every now and then. It was unsettling to see that his expression never changed and he remained utterly still and…stone-like, except for the occasional note he took down from the lesson. ‘Diiingg.’ Better late than ever, I thought. The students in the class were immediately gathering their stuff and shuffling out of their seats. I hesitated for a second waiting for Edward to get up first but he hadn’t move an inch since the bell rang, still staring into space. The class was almost entirely cleared out and Mr. Hobs had even stepped out of the room momentarily. I was hesitant to move out of my seat because I didn’t want to break his reverie, yet at the same time I wanted to make sure he was okay. I was wrong of course because my getting up didn’t make him even budge. I quickly put my stuff into my tote and pushed my chair in anxiously standing next to my chair facing him. With a deep sigh, I lifted my hand up and tapped him lightly on the shoulder. Even though it was only a finger, I once again felt the weird sensation emanate in my finger and carry its way to my chest. Stupid, what the hell.

He still didn’t move. An unknown force in my body guided me to position myself directly in front of him, directly at his face level.

“Edward,” I called softly trying to get his attention. I could see his eyes acknowledged someone had called his name but he didn’t look up. Feeling a little braver, I slipped my hand under his chin and yanked his head up slowly so that he would look at me. He was startled by the sudden contact but his eyes flashed briefly to mine.

“Hey stranger,” I smiled. His eyes immediately showed recognition, this I smiled even wider at. He remembered me. His cheeks suddenly were turning light pink. Realizing he was probably uncomfortable, I removed my hand but kept my eye contact with him. “Remember me?” I asked awkwardly staring down at the ground.

“Of course I do,” he answered in a strangely firm but surprised tone. I looked back up at him and his expression was more relaxed and happier than it had been earlier. He immediately got up, stumbling as he shuffled out of his seat. “Crap the bell rang already didn’t it,” he mumbled.

“Well, yes it did in fact but not too long ago, but I don’t know if I should be more concerned that you seemed so out of it during class or that you didn’t hear the bell. You might need to get a hearing aid,” I joked aimlessly. He laughed in response, but I could tell that it wasn’t sincere. Next thing I knew he was staring at me intently with those piercing green eyes and it wasn’t till he looked away that I realized I had been holding my breath.

“Are you okay?” I asked. “Well, I mean, of course your not, I could tell. It’s just, I want to know what’s wrong,” I finished awkwardly. He began walking towards to door so I followed, but he stopped a foot from our exit.

“I’ll be fine. Thanks for you concern,” he smiled gingerly. “On another note, I was actually really dreading being put into this class, but now knowing your in it, I’m thinking it won’t be so bad,” he said. I couldn’t think of anything to say back, but at the same time I think the butterflies in my stomach were getting in the way of my ability to think properly.

“Me too,” I finally said. “Look, I know it’s none of my business but I want to know something if you don’t mind me asking,” I said.

“Shoot,” he answered emotionlessly. We stepped out of the classroom, joining the student filled hallways.

“What were you thinking about it class? I mean, you were just so clued out that it makes me think you were intently focused on something else. Now that I think about it, this is kind of what I asked you earlier, it’s just a different way of me asking what’s wrong,” I admitted sheepishly. I watched him from the corner of my eye as he contemplated on how to answer. I also couldn’t help but notice we were walking in such close proximity and attracting other eyes.

“I was thinking about my family, but mostly my mother,” he answered indifferently. “Do you mind if I walk you to your next class?” he asked.

“No of course not,” I replied a little too quickly, surprised and the sudden change of topic. I think he caught that, because of the wry smile that crept at the corner of his lips. “Um…I have American Government, what about you?” I asked.

“I’ve got American Lit,” he replied. We walked in silence for a couple seconds. The quiet was starting to become a prominent empty space between us.

“You must really miss her,” I said, immediately wishing I could take it back. It didn’t sound as sincere as I wanted it to.

“You know I really do Bella,” he said. “But for some reason I feel like I’m starting a new chapter. Not necessarily a better one, but one where I might be able to move on. Of course I’d never forget, that would be clearly impossible,” he finished.

“I think…they’d want you to be happy,” I replied, as we approached my class.

“I think happiness is a far reach for me now, but maybe in the future. I’ve excepted it’s going to take quite some time for me to build up the strength and purpose I use to feel,” he whispered.

“Hey,” I said trying to get him to look at me. “Everyone has a purpose. I’m sure you have just as much purpose on this planet as I do, if not more,” I added.

“What makes you think that?” he asked in a slightly amused tone.

“I just know it, alright. Don’t question my wisdom,” I said teasingly. He smiled briefly at me, but I was the one to break eye contact, when from my peripheral I could see Alice and Rosalie walking in our direction. I tried not to panic. I would suffer the questioning later. It was worth it if I got a chance to be human for a couple minutes. “Just so you know, if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here for you,” I said lamely. “I know it’s kind of a cheesy thing to say, but I just want to make sure you know that you have a friend to come to if you’re looking for one,” I smiled shyly. He shifted his weight slightly against a locker, temporarily blocking my view of Rose and Alice. He was staring at me intently again.

“You really don’t know how much that means to me,” he replied solemnly. “And same to you, If you know what I mean.” he tried to explain, as he ran his hand through his hair. “I haven’t known you very long myself, but it seems that for some weird reason you want to be my friend,” he chuckled. “So I want to be there for you too if you need me. How are things working out for you?” He asked.

“Wow…well that’s a very long story,” I laughed humorlessly. “Not so great in some ways, better in others, but generally…not so great,” I mused.

“Want to talk about it over lunch?” He offered hesitantly.

“I think I’d really like that,” I said, trying my best to hide my underlying excitement. “Well, you’d better go. I don’t want you to be late,” I said.

“Yeah, you’re right, enjoy the marvels of the U.S. government?” He asked in a professional tone.

“Indeed, comrade. Enjoy the wonders of Shakespeare?” I attempted in my best manly voice. He burst out laughing and of course I couldn’t help but join him.

“Good-bye my Lady,” he winked as he began to walk away in the direction that Rose and Alice were quickly approaching me from. Oh great. It wasn’t till a few seconds later that I was able to get a hold of my bearings once again. I finally noticed the several faces with shocked and questioning expressions watching either Edward or me as he walked away. Ah, the rumors would be starting soon enough, but that was something I would tolerate if it meant I could have just one real friend outside of my best girl friends.

“Bella!,” Alice’s eyes were ten times as accusing and anxious as the others, as were Rose’s.

“Oh my gawd,” Rose slurred teasingly looking back at Edwards retreating figure. “I knew she’d see the light,” poking me in the side lightly. I squealed loudly.

“Damn Rose you know I’m extremely ticklish! Not on school grounds!” I growled.

“Bella, Bella, Bella! You need to explain! Is this wonder boy that chased you out of the mall?” Alice asked shaking my stiff shoulders.

“Aww, how romantic,” they sighed in unison. “He’s hunky, good choice,” Rose added.

“Guys, stop! You talk about him as if he’s some piece of meat! First of all, I just met him and were just friends,” I finished triumphantly.

“Mmmhm…for now,” Alice chuckled as her and Rose stalked off with sly twinkles in there eyes.

“Don’t get any ideas,” I called out.

“Sure Bells,” Rose said waving over her shoulder.