I would recommend listening to the video above it's by Jax and one of my favorites at the moment.
The outfit/picture that's below regarding, Alice's comment isn't serious I think it's extremely cool and my style just a fyi
anyway on with the storyyyy___________________________________________
(The general vibe of today's chapter)Going back to school the next day without Edward was weird. It felt as though something was messing just weighing me down as the day went on.
Although something never changes as Alice's hatred of me picking out my own clothes continues. She says and I quote ' you look like a box just gave birth to a grungy emo boy who is blind!' as my clothes were extremely oversized but comfy nonetheless.
walking into class by myself was a different experience, usually one of my mates are infront of me blocking the eyes of the teenagers. But now it was just me standing alone like old times.
" Hey! Alexander, so I was thinking...." Eric started to talk to me trying to ask for advice in picking up the new girl but I didn't give him an answer. I was just nodding my head and giving some grunts here or there never saying a word.
"Eric, please stop talking and focus or I'll move him do you understand?" The teacher whispers in-between us a hand on Eric's shoulder. He gave a nod and went quiet for about five minutes and then went on another rant that I wasn't listening to.I was more focused on the part that Edward is gone and this girl that smells really good and the reason that my mate left is just a few steps away from me.
"Hey is that Bella, do you have like a thing for her, cause I already called dibs ya know?" Eric sent in.How can a man call 'dibs' on a woman they aren't objects to call your own. Even growing up when I did I always thought that it was wrong and they needed a voice just like everyone else.
As I was having this debate in my head the teacher had enough of Eric and made me move . I headed towards the only open seat which was right next to Isabella, I made sure that I was holding my breath I couldn't slip up.
"Hello, I am, I am Bella." She stutters moving her brown hair away from her face looking up at me with curious eyes bouncing with questions.
"Good evening, my name is Alexander it's a pleasure to meet you." I whisper pulling the chair out next to her.
"So uhm where is hu where is Edward at ?" Isabella asked trying to be confident, shifting her body towards me.
"He is having some family issues at the moment and have to go and help work some things out, it's nothing I should talk about though." I lied goin back to my sketchbook. She didn't really like my answer but didn't push it any further as her eyes went to my drawing.
(Not my art)
"Oh.... I am sorry is it weird, I'll stop?" I ask being kinda embarrassed that I was caught drawing her, it was different that Eric knew no one would believe him but Bella well that's just not the same.
"No , no not at all it's uhm it's really good actually." Bella mumbles her cheeks glowing red making my body stiffen
" Here, have it." I teared out the paper handing it to her with a small smile.
My book was almost out of paper I'll have to get another one soon.BRING BRING BRING
The bell rang making me pick up my things from the table.
" You aren't like the rest of your family are you?" Bella spoke shockingly. I looked back up at her with a confused face making her laugh a bit.
" Not in a bad way, it's just you seem more open then the rest of them do but like not in a bad way I didn't mean it like rude!" She ramblers face getting even more red with blood."Its fine." Was all I got out as I quickly walked away from her, her blood was too much not like how Eddie is with her but just too much for today.
I just want to go home
A/n
Sorry for not posting a lot but I will start some kind of schedule maybe probably not to make myself write more 😅
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