"Hello." I turned to the guy sitting seguinte to me. I hadn't seen him sit down and I felt rude not acknowledging him.
"I'm sorry." I told him. "I didn't see you sit down. I would have said something first." I half smiled hoping for forgivness which he seemed to give.
"It's alright. I just sat down actually." He smiled. "My name is Edward Cullen, my family just moved here this weekend."
"Isabella Swan. I prefer Bella, if you don't mind." I told him. "And I moved here just a couple years ago. Where did you mover from?"
"Alaska. We lived very close to our family."
He smiled a crooked smile and it took my breath away. His skin was the perfect pêssego people everywhere would be lucky to have. His eyes were green and crystal clear. His hair was a bronze/brown and it was tousled carelessly.
"Well," I looked down from his gaze. "Welcome to Forks." I told him and looked back up to his eyes.
"Bella." Till, my boyfriend of two years was standing beside me. His elbows were holding him up from the lab table. "Are we still going out tonight."
My head snapped in his direction and I saw his eyes meet Edward's then met mine.
"Uh," I was still wordless from Edward's gaze as I searched for my words. "Sure. Where are we going again?" I asked him, my brows furrowing.
He looked at me like I had forgotten my own name. "Your favorito resturant. La Bella Italia. How could you forget if it has your name in it?"
That's why he looked like that. I had forgotten my own name. "Oh, right. I dunno'. I just spaced out for a second."
"Alright. Let's get started. Mr. Grayson, assento please." Mr. Marcono clapped his middle aged hands.
Till hurried to the back of the room and I doodled carelessly waiting and strangely wanting Edward to speak to me again.
"Is he your boyfriend?" Edward's head bent slightly in my direction, his eyes never leaving the front of the room.
"Yes." I sighed. I loved Till. I honestly did. But I have grown up and so has he. He has changed and so have I. I just think my amor isn't as strong as it was. I loved him now like I loved Jacob.
Jacob Black has been por best friend since I was little. I moved from Forks when I was eleven with my mother. We still talked on the phone and talked about our crushes and school. Just as we did now. He was my younger yet much bigger brother.
"He seems nice." Edward pointed out.
"Yea. He is." I glanced up at him and his eyes where boaring into mine.
"But?" He knew there wasn't something quite right with my tone.
"I think I have been with him for so long, I don't amor him like I used to. Of course I would die if something happened to him, but I could say the same about my best friend Jacob."
"I understand." He nodded "How long have you been with..."
"Till." I told him. "Two years. We were friends for about a ano before we got into a relationship."
"Do you do that with all your boyfriends?" He asked curiously.
"No. Just him. Of course he was the first person I have ever been with. Boy's used to scare me." I confessed and giggled a little.
"Do they now?" He chuckled.
"No." I shook my head. "Not usually."
"Not usually." He laughed.
I had to laugh with him. It felt natural. It felt like I had laughed with him all my life, like I was used to it.
"Mr. Cullen. Miss Swan. Is there something you would like to tell us? I'm sure the class could use a laugh." Mr. Marcono gave us a warning glance.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Marcono. It was my fault." Edward cut it.
I wanted to tell him it wasn't. That I had laughed on my own but Edward's fingers brushed my knee telling my not to.
"Well, let's not make a habbit of it." Mr. Marcono turned back to the board.
My stomache was in dozens of knots. Turning and fliping from Edward's touch. Not to mention it felt like someone had tazard my leg sending painless jolts of electricity through my vains.
Edward shoved a peice of paper my way and I glanced down to read it.
'Lunch?'
I nodded unable to mover anything else. I wanted to talk to him again. I needed to talked to him again.

"I don't like that new Cullen guy already." Till was walking at my side down the hall. His hands in his pockets, empty. My hands how ever, held my biology book and binder, and my bag was slung over my shoulder. Would it really kill him to carry one book?
"He's name is Edward." I rolled my eyes. "And why not?" I asked as I opened my locker and he leaned on this shoulder.
"He got you in trouble." His eyes followed my best friend Jessica down the hall after she stopped and gave me a suprise friendly peck on the cheek and running off as we both laughed.
"He didn't get me in trouble." I sighed and threw my books on the shelf. "I laughed because he was laughing. He didn't make me laugh. And it wasn't even trouble. Could you look at me and not the other seventy five girls that go to this school?" I threw my arms up and slammed my locker walking off knowing he was right behind me.
"Still, I don't like him." He shrugged.
"I didn't ask you to like him." I muttered.
"Anyway, have fun at lunch. I'm skipping the rest of the dia with Kevin."
"Whatever." I sighed.
"Bye." He kissed my cheek and ran to catch up with Kevin.
I wiped my cheek and grabbed for the cafateria door but another had caught it.
"Ladies first." Edward motioned with his hand into the heated room and out of the cold rain.
I smiled at him and and walked in.
"Can I carry your bag?" Edward was at my side.
I chewed on my lip before I answered. "Sure."
He slid it off my shoulder and his fingers traced down my arm as he took it off, leaving a trail of goosebumps.
I followed him through the line, getting nothing but a bottle of maçã, apple juice.
I pulled out my cash but his hand stopped me.
"I'm getting it. Both of these." He motioned to his tray of comida and my bottle and handed the lunch lady the money before I could argue.
"Where would you like to sit?" He asked with a sly grin in his face.
"I could have gotten this." I told him as I held up my bottle.
He started walking and I followed willingly.
He set his tray down at a empty mesa, tabela and I sat down across from him.
He threw a fry in his mouth then spoke. "Over there," He pointed to a mesa, tabela on the other side of the room. "Are my brothers Emmett and Jasper. And my sisters, Alice and Rosalie."
Alice was laughing with Jasper and Rosalie had a very persuading face as she talked to Emmett.
"We were all adopted." Edward spoke and I looked back at him. "Alice and Jasper are together. Emmett and Rosalie are together."
He must have chuckled at the look on my face. "It's not what it seems. I hope you aren't judging."
"No." I spoke just a tad bit to loud. "No, I mean, I can't believe your parents allowed that."
"Well, when you are in love, there is no turning back." His voice seemed as if he had a double meaning behind his last statement.
Lunch went much faster than I wanted and when I looked up only a few students remaind. "We're gonig to be late." I told him standing and grabbing my bag.
He stood also dumping his tray on the way out the door.
"Will I see you tomorrow?" He gazed into my eyes as we stood under the sheeting rain. I could feel my hair starting to drip and so did his. He looked unbelievably good stading in the rain. I nodded and he smiled.
"See you tomorrow then." he nodded. "Bella." My stomach flipped as he said my name and he turned to walk to his seguinte class.
I half ran to my class and wished it was tomorrow already.