Real Women Have Curves (Twilight AU-Human)

Chapter 5: Project

B POV

"Ok class," the teacher interrupted, "Time to put the finishing touches on your assignment and turn it in."

I put the bookmark into the spot I had left off on in my book and set it aside. I had finished with the worksheet fifteen minutes ago but Edward was laboriously shifting through pages and notes. Maybe I was wrong about the not doing his own work and copying off me. He never once asked me for a question or even a hint.

"Are you done?" I ask politely. He looks up at me and smiles.

"Yeah," he nods once, "But I would feel more confident with my answers if we compared papers."

"Okay," I dig the paper out of my binder and scoot it closer to his.

"Well you got the nucleus mixed up with the nucleolus." I point out.

"Oh," His eyebrows scrunch together in a rather adorable way."I wasn't sure about that one. Thanks." He quickly erases and corrects.

"Anything else?" He taps his pencil eraser like a drum.

"You have the cillum and the vacuole mixed up too. Do you play drums?" I muse.

"Whaa? Yeah, how'd you know."

I gesture to his still drumming pencil. "You're unconsciously playing."

"Oh, Haha! Nervous habit." He corrects his mistakes again and sets his pencil down this time. "Emmett, Jasper, Alice and I like to play Rock Band. Jasper and Emmett play guitar, Alice sings and I play drums, mostly because I suck at the other three."

"Oh," I nod. "I like to sing but I don't think I could play drums."

"Drums aren't for everyone, but once you get the hang of it they're super easy. You sing huh? Anyway I could hear a song or two?"

"Haha. Umm, not unless you sneak into the bathroom while I'm taking a shower. I don't really sing in public. I'm probably not very good anyway." Did I just invite him to take a shower with me? Oh Lord, here comes the blush. I need to stop talking right now.

"Don't talk like that. I bet you're great."

Oh crap, a compliment. The one thing I take worse than gifts. I gulp audibly and turn away to pack up. Why is he being nice? I hope he's not one of those guys who's only nice when nobody's looking, those are the worst. The kind that will laugh and joke and tell you you're beautiful when it's just you, then when he's around his friends and more attractive girls he's a complete ignoramus jerk. I've had too much experience with that guy. I promised myself that would never happen to me again.

"Ok class, we have about five minutes before the bell rings. I'm passing around another assignment. This one is an out of class project you and your partner will be working on for the next couple of weeks. It is due two weeks from Friday and will count for 20% of your grade so make sure you do not put it off until the last night. I will grade on effort, creativity and grammar as well as content so make sure you take that into consideration."

The yellow sheet of paper is passed to me and I hand one to Edward.

"Cool!" He nods. "When do you want to start?"

"Well, I'm free whenever." I shrug.

"Great! How about today after I get off of football practice?"

Whoa, that's quick. "Sooner the better," I nod. He obviously just wants to finish this and get rid of me.

I start to head off but am rubber banded back to the table by an arm grasping the back of my jacket.

"Whoa there." He stops me. "Where do you want to meet?"