Seducing the Good-Girl

Chapter 2-Day One

Chapter 2-Day One

A/N

Uh huh, I'm not actually dead. I know I haven't updated this for over a month, but my focus has been on other things. From now on, I'll be knuckling down and getting some writing down! That is, if real life doesn't deal me any more unpleasant surprises. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter, and I'd love to hear your thoughts, good or bad. Anything chocolate-y would be good too! Usually I'll updated on a Saturday, but I had a free afternoon, so you got a surprise update. I'll update again on Saturday, unless something weird happens!

Lucy xX

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I was slightly disappointed to learn that I didn't have English with any of Rose's friends, but I had Spanish with Alice, and trig with Rose and Jasper, which made up for my one lesson alone. Apparently Edward was in my biology class, and Emmett and Alice were both in my gym class.

Fabulous.

They could witness me trip over thin air.

I bid Rose and her friends goodbye, after getting directions to my English classroom, and manoeuvred my way through the narrow, busy corridors of Forks High. For a school with less than four hundred people in it, the corridors certainly had the potential to give you some good bruises. I had no idea why it was so busy.

Eventually, I found myself at the door to the English class, so the opened the door and handed the teacher - Mr. Masen - the slip that the receptionist had given me that morning. Thankfully, I'd been transferred to Forks High at the beginning of the school year, so I wasn't starting any work in the middle. Not that English would be a problem for me anyway, but trig... No. I'd need help with trig anyway. Starting mid-semester would be the death sentence for me.

I was handed a tourmaline-coloured writing book and a well-thumbed copy of William Shakespeare's Twelfth Night, and told to sit down next to a smiling girl with light brown hair. She looked like the chatty type, unfortunately. I didn't particularly want to talk about myself. The Swans were a well-known family, and I was almost ashamed to be a part of it. I knew that my parents had worked well for what they had, but our wealth and mannerisms made me uncomfortable. I had a feeling that the life I had lived would be a foreign concept to the inhabitants of Forks.

Mr. Masen began the lesson, and we began to read through Twelfth Night. We read at a ludicrously slow pace, and I found myself drifting off into space as my classmates laughed about the more humorous words and phrases in the play. Eventually, Mr. Masen set the book down, and told us to do a character sketch of various people in the play for homework. I hadn't even realised the lesson had ended.

The girl next to me - Jessica Stanley, from what was written on the front of her books - had made no attempt to talk to me until the bell rang, and the class broke out into chatter. She turned towards me, clearly knowing exactly who I was, and began pounding me with questions. It made me feel a little dazed. My emotions must have shown on my face, as she blushed slightly and apologised, before introducing herself.

"And you're Isabella Swan right?"

"Bella," I corrected her politely.

"I'm Jessica Stanley. So you're new to Forks right?"

"Yes," I replied, racking my brains for a topic of conversation. I'd been brought up to hold a conversation with somebody, rather than exchange a few tart sentences and then fall into awkward silence. However, talking to a world-class surgeon friend of my father's was far easier than talking to another teenage girl, of my own age. Yes, my life was just that depressing. Perhaps Rose could reintroduce me to normality...