Mike walks with me to Biology and he goes over to his seat. Then Mike points me over to Mr. Molina. I walk over and give him the class slip. I make sure I'm not in front of the huge fan that is in class for some odd reason. Really, don't we need more heat in this building rather than a gigantic fan. What could be done in this room that would require that huge thing? "Welcome, Ms. Swan. Follow along as best you can till you get caught up."
Why wouldn't the only seat be next to the only student I want to avoid. I guess even with how obsessed students are with the Cullens they are intimidated. The walk from Mr. Molina to the table is tight. Really nice seat for no one to have taken it before. Interesting that Edward chose a table right next to a window with the potential of letting in a bunch of light. I position the chair so I can sit at the edge of the table and lean away from Edward. "Today we'll be observing the behavior of planaria, a.k.a flatworms."
Mr. Molina gives each table two petri dishes. "We're going to cut them in half, then watch them regenerate into two separate worms." Seeing Edward's reaction to my 'smell' wouldn't make me think of my smell if I hadn't already known the reason for his disgust. My first thought I would be that he is squeamish from Mr. Molina's explanation of what we are doing today.
"Yes, folks, zombie worms! They just won't die." At least Edward has enough manners kept to him that he slides the second dish over to me. Seeing his tense stance I glance to see his fists wrapped tight in turn I lean further away and notice not only is Edward trying to block the scent from reaching him but confusion. The class ends abruptly for just getting the dishes out. Edward is quick to be out of the room.
Going into the administration room I almost laugh at Edward leaned over trying to talk his way out of biology. "There must be something open sixth period. Physics? Biochem?"
"No, every class is full. I'm afraid you'll have to stay in biology. I'm so sorry." The woman finally notices me standing by the door and gestures it would just be a moment. Edward's back tenses up and turns to glare. I glare back and have to stop myself from sticking my tongue at him I refuse to be intimidated at this moment. This will not be forgotten when he comes around. "I'll just.. endure it." Yeah just run away.
After turning in the paper I make the walk back to my truck and wish the onlookers to just leave me be. Swiftly I get in the truck and sit a second thinking about what to make of this.
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Through the Mirror
FanfictionA self-insert/original character story. Inserting Chloe Dawn McCall into the role of Bella Swan. She is driven to avoid the chaos that is a constant though the Twilight Saga.