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AU. Bella hasn't spoken a word since the accident - 6 years ago. In a bid to start a fresh, her mother sends her to live with her dad in Forks. There she is the freak to the other kids. Apart from the mysterious Edward Cullen, who helps unlock her past.

A very different try at a fan fiction for me. I don’t know how this is going to turn out. I’d thought I’d give a go at a more serious fanfic. I hope you like it. Please review if you can. Thank you. Disclaimer: I own nothing.

12. Chapter 12

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Second half of this diary entry. Review if you can pretty please. Enjoy!

About 5 minutes, after we’d sat down, five people walked into the room. I immediately, took them as the populars, the in crowd, whatever. But what was really weird, was the fact, that they were completely and utterly ignored by their peers. They seemed just as outcast as me. That didn’t add up.

Because, well to put it bluntly they were all inhumanly beautiful. Every single one them, belonged on the catwalk. It was strange, I’ve never been so mesmerized and yet so intrigued by a group of people in the world.

They were all so different though, that was the thing. There was this real scary looking guy, he was burly, tall and had thick curly hair. Then there was a tall, yet stocky, blond boy, who’s facial expression I couldn’t quite fathom. The only remaining boy, was still tall, yet more lanky yet bulky than the other two and he had this strange coloured brownish-red hair.

Next, was the two girls. A beautiful, curvaceous blonde, the type that often appears on the cover of vogue and then this tiny little girl, with raven spiky hair. All different, yet all shared the same dark black eyes.

It was odd diary, normally I tried not to look at people, for any amount of time, but today diary, it was if I was paralysed in awe of these people. And believe it or not that’s not even the strangest part.

Apparently, I wasn’t being too secretive about my new strangely found fascination, with these people. The nasally, blonde from English, noticed. Of course she did.

“Oh my god. She’s looking at the Cullen’s.” She had said.

This girl, obviously had no fricking idea how to whisper. The curly haired girl, seemed to find this quite amusing. She went down then in my estimations.

She seemed too find the need to gossip, about them, though. She must have got tired with gossiping about me or something.

“Oh hon, they’re the Cullen’s. I would so not bother. They’re all like together.”

This was odd and extremely confusing, she went on anyway.

“And I mean like together, as in together.”

I knew precisely what that meant, but it didn’t stop me staring at them.

Another girl, this time a fairly tall one, one who had surprisingly although the lunch, had spoken very little, especially next to her classmates, spoke this time. This time being more fair, to the obvious outcasts.

“What she means is, they’re adopted. Well the Cullen’s are that’s the 3 non-blondes. Emmett, he’s the bigger one. He’s with Rosalie Hale, the blond girl, she’s like their foster child. And Alice, that’s the girl with the dark hair is with Jasper, the other blonde. And then theirs Edward…”

For some reason the curly haired talkative one decided to talk over the nicer girl and in a high soprano voice at that.

“Yeah, but apparently he doesn’t. Hmmm.”

That made me chuckle I had to admit. I knew exactly want the bitter tone of that meant. He had obviously let her down, at some point.

I learned little else about them, apart from three of them were seniors and the other two Alice & Edward, were juniors and that they had moved here from Alaska, about 2 years ago.

Somewhere through the conversation, the bronze haired boy, Edward, looked straight at me. He didn’t seem in awe or gossiping like the rest of the population. No if anything he looked confused. I stared at him, back for a few seconds, until I realised stupidly what I was doing & turned away and blushed. He unfortunately looked away too. I couldn’t help but feel like a giddy little child. I was embarrassed by it all. This wasn’t me.

From the way, everyone spoke of them, they were obvious outsiders, outcasts. Maybe even go as far as freaks. Compared to everyone else. They didn’t fit in. But somehow I wished for them, to fit in, rather than me. It just seemed that they meant to, but something had went wrong. Whereas me, I would always be a lost cause.

Lunch, finished soon after that thankfully. That was another gossiping to last me a last time. And all those stares and whispers. They really creeped me out. That would be the last time I would sit at that table, I’m sure of it. I’d rather sit on my own. I’d rather…No that’s silly.

Believe it or not diary, this isn’t the part that still makes my skin crawl, just thinking about it. It’s this very next part. Something that I don’t quite get, perhaps I’m being paranoid, but then again perhaps not.

It was in biology. I wasn’t too bothered by biology. I’d had it as an AP class in Phoenix, so it didn’t seem like it would be such a problem, work wise. Besides by now the gossip, was decreasing, if only slightly.

No it wasn’t that about biology, it was something else entirely.

Mr Banner, the biology teacher, one of the few teachers names I could actually remember, sent me this time to an assigned seat.

I guess, I should have only known, even by now, who’d be sitting at the desk alone. At least, which family.

Yes, my biology partner was Edward Cullen.

But that wasn’t the weird bit, about it. Not even close. Its was more his reaction.

When I walked towards, the table, he suddenly tensed up, as if in reaction to something. I couldn’t help think it was me.

And then he never relaxed his position, the whole time. His jaw clenched, his eyes dark and moody, his fists rolled tightly into balls.

It was all very weird. I couldn’t even help feel a little terrified. But also being this close, I couldn’t help myself, but believe that was also very beautiful as well.

But I could never quite get out of my head - Was it because of me?

Surely not, I didn’t even know him. But I just had the feeling. He had tensed at the moment he had saw me. Surely that had meant something. Or maybe I’m just over evaluating?

Maybe he was always like this. But that didn’t seem quite so possible.

After that was gym. Awful, yet a breath of fresh air after that experience. I didn’t have to change - thank god. They would soon learn that the mute girl, was an awful klutz. Just another reason, they could add to the list of how I’m a freak. Joy!

I saw him again after gym, at the very end of the day. All I had to do was give in my form, back to Mrs Cope, the over helpful receptionist. And then freedom. Yeah if only I’d been so lucky.

He was there in the office & I caught the last part of their conversation.

“…Can’t you change it to anything. Physics, Biochemistry, anything.”

A girl then walked, past me in the entrance and he somehow then knew I was there, though surely he couldn’t see me. He tensed up again like he did before.

It really quite terrified me, to tell the truth. I felt like a rush of cold, from my head down to my toes.

He walked past me & almost glared. It was terrifying, yet immensely stunning.

I practically ran to give, Mrs Cope her note, then back into the truck, then home.

Once, I was in my bedroom, I was to let it all out. To cry. I cried, more than I had this whole week, which I didn’t even think possible, but I did.

I stopped by the time, Charlie was home and we enjoyed yet another fry up together. Then I lied & told him I had homework and locked myself in my room for the rest of the night.

I stay just lay here, on my bed. Crying. Occasionally I’d get bored and pick pictures out of the ceiling or I’d pick up one of my well thumbed classics, to distract myself. But mainly I cried.

Of the weird, awful, terrifying and down right strange things that had happen today, I’d forgotten one subject until now. I had never forgot this subject for this long before. It didn’t seem natural.

Somehow Edward Cullen, had distracted me from Melanie, for the first time ever.

There’s obviously more to this boy than meets the eye. I don’t know how, but I must confront him.



Second half finished. Hope you liked it. There’s plenty more where that came from. Thank you for reading. Review if you can. =D