Chapter 7

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Art class was slowly approaching and Miley was just a ball of nerves for it

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Art class was slowly approaching and Miley was just a ball of nerves for it. She hated seeing that stupid teachers hidden smirks that were directed only to her and the nasty lip biting he'd do. It didn't help she was a bit anxious to hangout one on one with Kim Crawford who is friends with a possible cult.  "I'm gonna ask Paul to just let me take his seat Miley, besides you to don't get along so he should give it over pretty easily." Jacob said as if it were no big deal but asking Paul anything could flare his anger depending on his mood.


"Just try not to start a fight please? If you go to the office then..... just don't let me be with him alone." She referred to Mr. Harding making Jake nod slowly knowing he'd have to contain his sarcasm and rude comments if he were to not set off Paul into a fight. They walked slowly to the classroom more so Miley trying avoid the inevitable that seemed to keep crossing her mind. Walking through the door frame she felt eyes on her immediately and glanced up to the teacher staring her down. It made a disgusted shiver run up her spine as she picked up her pace to her seat.


She sat down and used her hair to one side blocking where the teachers desk was as he sat and stared. Her face completely revealed to Paul who stared at her for a moment before looking away and up at Jake who stood beside his chair. "Hey I was just wondering Paul would you mind switching seats?" Jake asked as kindly as he could muster but he didn't smile nor frown. Paul seemed to look Jake up and down as if trying to read what hidden intentions he had, Jake wasn't exactly known for being too friendly when it came to the cult.


"No thanks I prefer it here." Paul simply answered a bit gruffly and turned towards the front ignoring the look of pure hatred that Jacobs face conveyed. Before Jake could spit out some sarcasm I looked pleadingly at him making him clamp his mouth shut and nod before returning to his seat. Paul watched him and then glanced at me I quickly looked away and just grabbed my phone texting Bella. "You know you shouldn't hangout with the Cullens." Paul muttered. It would have looked like he was talking to himself if he hadn't begun staring me down almost like he was trying to force me to agree with him.


"First of all I only speak to Edward... for now. And secondly I don't see how it's your business." I sassed quietly taking myself by surprise. I wasn't exactly a confrontational person. Paul on the other hand seemed to also dislike the fact I had spoken to him that way..... or maybe it was my answer. "Look everyone knows the Cullens are nothing but evil disgusting freaks..... well maybe an outsider like you wouldn't know that." He practically spat and looked away from me with his nose scrunched up in either anger or disgust.


I didn't have the guts to talk back to him again so I stayed mute and felt my insides chill when the bell rang. Mr. Harding now walked to the front of the room with a fake pleasant smile directed at everyone . I leaned more towards Paul since he gave off this strong energy about him although I'd have preferred Jake there it still helped having someone. He seemed to look out of the corner of his eye with disinterest and just stare with a glare at the teacher. Probably annoyed with my mere presence.


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