[Twilight] Bright sunshine
Chapter 63
Foggy today, mixed with icy drizzle.Bella is very satisfied with her new car, which is obviously the first thing she has seen since coming to Forks.Her mood is too easy to guess, this place is different from the damp and cramped Phoenix City, here is full of lush green forests that form a cage, and here is Charlie, who she is not easy to get along with, all kinds of messy emotions make her slightly wrinkle Sadness in the center of his brow.
I hope to help her get used to Forks as well as possible, although the rain and muddy roads here are not at all pleasant.
Bella has long, warm, dark brown hair that seems to be tinged with the Phoenix sun.Her eyes are the same color as mine, she is very quiet when looking at people, and her skin is very fair.It seems that apart from our different hair colors, similar pale complexion and eyes, and the same taciturn personality, we are really like sisters.
While she was testing the car to school by herself, I followed her in the Ford, and then we had a very similar, same battered used car.
I hope she doesn't mind the gossip, the Cullen family gossip is almost over.And finally, another strange face came in Fox High School, and he came from a big city that was completely different from here, which would always make the school boil.
I watched Bella drive the car safely to the parking lot. I had given her the school map first, and it seemed that she had a good sense of direction.I also parked the car, opened the door with my schoolbag and walked out, naturally put the hat of my clothes on my head to keep out the rain, and hung the white earphones around my neck.
The dense water vapor surrounds you, giving you the illusion that even your pores are soaked in rainwater.I touched my nose and secretly coughed a few times. This winter is really long.
My fingers stiffened from contact with the air, and I couldn't help moving them.The parking lot just arrived at the busiest time, I sighed softly, the air was covered with white mist, if I came earlier, it would be quieter.
Bella opened the car door and got out, dragging the straps of her schoolbag, wearing a corduroy long-sleeved jacket, light-colored jeans, and a warm yellow jacket similar to the Arizona desert.Dressed in a far cry from the dark green Fox local fashion.She is not used to the rain under her feet. She is used to living in a city where there are only three or four rains a year, and there are sunny days all year round. For this small place where there is so much rain that it is strange that there is no rain, she has her own idea.
Because of Bella's fresh face, people soon noticed her.I saw some eyes with surprise. They seemed to think they should see a woman with the same sunny color and healthy brown skin.It's a pity that this transfer student doesn't look lively at all, and even his skin is so pale that it's a bit inexplicable.
Bella frowned uncomfortably at these overly obvious attentions.Holding the map I gave her in her hand, she walked up to me. "It seems that the new classmates are very enthusiastic." Bella is sensitive to other people's eyes, she forced a smile, maybe she didn't expect that she would attract so many people's attention.
"You have to forgive this group of young people who were born in a small town that doesn't even have a McDonald's, but only cedar trees, for their enthusiasm for new things. When you adapt to Fox, they will adapt to you." I pretended not to care and said, I hope she can not be affected by these onlookers.We must know that the hot discussion caused by the Karen family's move here did not officially end until this year.If you want to stay out of the spotlight for a short time, you can only pray that another unlucky transfer student will come here, but these are unlikely, if there is no reason, no one would want to come to this pitifully small place to study.
"I hope so." Bella took a deep breath to relieve her nervousness of coming to a strange place, her eyelashes trembled a few times, and then she said to me: "Claire, I can go to the company by myself, I think I can find it." it."
I hesitated for a few seconds before pointing in the direction of Building No. [-]. The maroon wall flickered in the hazy rain and fog. "You can get your class schedule and campus map there. If you have new arrangements for your courses, you can ask Mrs. Kopp to help you."
"Thank you." She put her schoolbag on her waist, and her long brown hair stuck to her pale cheeks. She continued to repeat a little unnaturally, "I am very grateful to you. You are the only person I know in this school." The way how to express his feelings is very similar to Charlie, with a kind of masochistic forbearance.
I looked at her beautiful side face and thought it was a good thing to have such a relative.But the matter of the Karen's family still brought me a real pressure, I think it is necessary to let go of these, after all... I smiled at Bella, and watched her turn and walk towards the first building.
Then he turned his head and walked through the parking lot in distress. In fact, nothing happened, but his mood became more and more anxious.I always feel that there is something unknown, running all the way in places I don't know, but I can't tell why.
It was a terrible feeling. I squinted my eyes and watched the gray sky of Fox weigh heavily on my head. The forest smell far away from the school was mixed in the air, fresh and cold.I started coughing again, covering my mouth so as not to disturb others.
Mike Newton pulled up across from me, just out of the car with a skateboard under his arm and keys dangling from his mouth.He's dressed like an outdoorsman, straight out of his store, and has a cap with the Stars and Stripes on it.
When he slammed the car door shut, smiled and high-fived Taylor next to him, he seemed to squint sideways out of habit, and I happened to be in his line of sight.I looked at him indifferently, his smile froze instantly, he looked behind me, his eyes widened, I couldn't react at all what happened to him.
The next second he pointed at me in panic and shouted, "Claire, run."
I can already hear the sound, the wheels crushing something quickly, the screeching sound of smashing like an explosion.Some sharp warning flashed from my brain, but my body didn't have enough strength to escape.A red Ferrari, moving like a mad rocket, crashed into the vegetation next to the parking lot in the morbid fashion of a murderer, and rushed towards me.
I heard someone screaming from behind. It was Jessica or another classmate. After all, when women scream, the sound quality is similar.It seems that this scene is too horrifying. Everyone thought that I would become a car accident in the next instant, because the car had no intention of stopping at all, and I didn't have the strength to run away, let alone Superman. Come and save me.
I thought that the only people who dared to drive at this speed in Forks were the Karen family. It seems that I was wrong, there are many people who violate traffic rules.
The brakes of the car made people frightened, and the schoolbag in my hand slipped, and I realized that my fingers were stiff.The momentum of the car splashed muddy rainwater, and my shoes suffered directly, but the only thing I could support was the strength to stand.The front of the car with lively and smooth lines is glowing with bright red luster.
The car was less than half a meter away from me, and if its driver hadn't stepped on the brakes in time, I would have been thrown out or crushed.
The jumping horse logo on the front of the car was as sharp and terrifying as the sickle of death, and I realized that I was turning back at the gate of hell.He couldn't help grabbing the edge of the jacket with his hands, and his back was chilled.I raised my head and looked at the driver's seat in a daze. The increasing rain increased this obstacle, and I couldn't see the people inside clearly.
The scene became chaotic. It took only a few seconds for the car to rush into the campus and stop, and then another silver Volvo followed and broke into it at a speed that could not be far behind the Ferrari.The Volvo pulled up behind the red Ferrari, and Edward slammed open the door with such ferocity that I feared the door would be knocked open.I don't know if he ignored the humans on the scene, because he jumped directly on the roof of the Ferrari, ran towards me quickly, stepped on the red front of the car and jumped beside me.
I should be thankful that his movements are all human beings can do. His nimble jumps are like a top athlete, and others should get used to the excellence of the Karen family.
"Edward." I was surprised at his brutality and recklessness, and he had taken my hand, looking terribly sullen.His tense jaw and quivering lips told me something had happened.
"Claire, you..." Edward spoke with difficulty. He seemed to be in pain and wanted to say something to me.Words turned into knives in his throat, smashing each other, driving him a little crazy.
"Edward, you should know that this is the best and safest way until there is no better way." Alice jumped out of the Volvo, and she ran over elegantly and quickly, pushing Edward away.
I feel like I'm stuck in a quagmire of doubts. The attitudes of Alice and Edward seem to be...confrontation?
It's impossible, it's absurd to feel that way, their feelings are so strong.
"Are you sure there is no other possibility?" Edward roared aggressively. He pulled me and dragged me directly behind him to isolate Alice.
"You know I'm not a god, Edward. I can only see the result, but I can't really change it. As long as that decision remains the same, the result cannot be changed. All I can do is go with it." Alice's black hair was Wet by the rain, her complexion was frighteningly white under the infiltration of the rain. Her anxious voice to explain turned sharp, which made Edward tremble uncontrollably.
"Even if that result is a terrible misfortune?" Edward said angrily, unable to listen to her explanation.
The intervention of Karen's family made the chaos around me even more complete.Mike was going to come up, but he stopped when he saw this scene. Other students, such as Taylor and Angela, were also considering whether to stop the angry Edward.
"That's not bad luck, it's the best ending, everyone thinks so." Alice lowered her voice, her eyes were clear and firm.
"I don't think so. Not everyone thinks that's the best result, because we didn't choose it." Edward lowered his head angrily, he couldn't control his emotions a bit.
Emmett's Gypsy was also in the parking lot, his head poking out of the roof, his hand slapping the metal hard.Say loudly on our side: "Enough, Alice."
Jasper jumped from the gypsy, looking grimly at Edward.At a speed that no one could stop him, he came down to Alice, took her hand and whispered something to Alice.
"I'm fine, Jas." Alice calmed down, she looked at me, her clear eyes became a little foggy, which made her expression obscure. "No, I still think that's the best outcome."
Edward had no expression on his face, he just grabbed my arm and walked away without saying a word.Alice conveniently threw over the schoolbag I threw on the ground, and Edward grabbed it without looking back.
No one cared about the Ferrari that almost killed someone just now, and more people saw the internal strife in the Karen family.I couldn't find their rhythm at all, and I looked back to see the red car was still parked there, Alice and Jasper walked away, and Emmett gave the Ferrari a hard look.
I was surprised at the malicious stare he would give that car, and then Rosalie pulled him away, as if something was chasing them.
The door of the quiet Ferrari opened suddenly, and a mane of blond hair appeared behind it, and Edward dragged me into the hallway before I could see clearly.
It's been a...worse morning.The commotion we caused may have reached the principal's office. I hope the principal will let us go for the sake of no one being injured.
"What's going on? Edward." Something must have happened to them. We have already squeezed into the group of students going to class. The dim weather has a strange color under the lights.
Edward scratched his hair, it was raining, and he let go of my hand.There are obvious dark circles on his face, a kind of tired hunger, which makes him look particularly violent and aggressive. "Claire, there are some things...Damn it." He stopped suddenly, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth in a particularly depressed manner.I should be glad he didn't punch the wall, otherwise I couldn't explain why he was strong enough to penetrate the stone wall.
"You have a disagreement with Alice, do you need my help?" It can be seen that there must have been a dispute between Edward and the elves in their family, and the war has not been resolved and the war has directly developed into the school.
"That's not a disagreement, it's a one-sided murder." Edward's expression became ferocious, and he quickly covered his face with his hands. He was suppressing something, and he was particularly anxious.
"What happened to you, does Carlisle know?" This kind of him makes people feel uneasy. I can't imagine what happened to the Karen family that made them so crazy and irritable.
"He supports Alice, no, should I say that at least Rosalie is still in a neutral position? I don't want to be an ally with her at all." Edward put down his hand, and his exposed emotions told me that he was in big trouble . "Just decide..."
"What to decide?" I asked anxiously. We stood in the corridor, which was particularly eye-catching.
Edward's eyes, like Alice's, suddenly became strangely deep.He looked at me with hesitation on his face. "No, it's nothing." He replied bluntly, wishing he could shatter my question immediately and said, "This is not your business, Claire."
"I know, I can't take care of your affairs." I knew that Edward was telling the truth, but his obvious isolation still made me uncomfortable.The unspeakable pressure during this period, as well as the inexplicable anxiety, stirred up a pot of muddy water that was hard to swallow under his indifferent tone, which made me feel like vomiting.
I rubbed my frowning brows and told myself not to vent this bad emotion to others.I patiently said: "I should go to class, if you need help, please let me know, I think we are friends, Edward."
Edward seemed to want to say something more, but in the end he didn't say anything. He stuffed his schoolbag to me. "Claire, don't trust others too much." He muttered to himself, his words were almost impossible to hear clearly. "Vampires...are not believable."
Holding my schoolbag in my arms, I silently watched him walk away quickly.
What happened to them?I'm thinking of visiting the Cullens after class, at least I'll have to interview Carlisle once to make sure they're not in serious trouble.
I trotted up and ran to my classroom, it seemed that I would be late.When I finally sorted out my messy brain, I realized I had forgotten something.
I actually forgot about Bella, I was supposed to help her find a room for her class.He patted his forehead angrily, which scared me silly.
When I was in English class, the rain outside the window was like an angry lion, roaring and running wildly.I looked at the window, which was light green because of the light, and there were rain marks like bullets hitting the enemy.
Mr. Mason was in his fifties, with hair the color of a cloud in a clear sky, rich white.He looks a little harsh, of course more time, he doesn't make himself look harsh, he is really very harsh.
I seldom lose my mind in his classes, and I can only listen to the class with my head down and take notes.I also think that he will arrange some world famous books for us to study when get out of class is over.
The sky was so dark that even the lights in the classroom gave off a cold feeling.Even though we have heaters purchased by community taxpayers, it doesn't give me the warmth it deserves.
I sat in the back corner like a gopher in a dark burrow.Nobody wants to sit with me, especially when I'm so close to the Karen's.
The heavy rain on the window panes bothered me a bit, and there was a loud banging sound, which seemed to smash open the windows.I was too close to the window, and looked out a little distracted.The forest in the distance has been completely blurred by the heavy rain, and the whole world is in chaos. I can't distinguish all the brightly colored things in Fox.Mr. Mason's voice turned into a buzzing UFO. I don't think it's okay to lose my mind once in a while. After all, I have already read the books the teacher wants us to read.
My frozen fingers sneaked out and touched the glass window. I didn't feel any chill, maybe my fingers were at the same temperature as the window glass.
I tried to leave traces on the glass, draw an invisible smiling face or an apple.
My ears started to quiet down, and the teacher stopped lecturing. I think it's because he's old and needs to leave some time to rest.But the classmate who had been making small movements in front of him was also quiet, and he seemed a little surprised.
Then I heard Mr. Mason coughing unnaturally, he tried hard to suppress the surprise in his tone, "Transfer student? You are from..."
"California."
This voice is so unfamiliar, the sound quality tends to be neutral and clear, but it is strangely overly silky, floating above the empty classroom, like a whisper close to the ear.
As soon as I was in a trance, I suddenly felt as if I had heard this voice somewhere.
"Then you introduce yourself." Teacher Mason quickly got rid of the influence, and he said reluctantly.
I looked up, and he was standing at the door. The light in the classroom lost all effect for a moment.His face was so pale you wouldn't think it was the light.This is a strange man, you have not seen him before today.Because if we meet by chance, I believe no one can forget him.
Short blond hair lay softly against his forehead, and the loose strands matched the color of his cheeks to create a sense of refinement.I saw his eyes, a sheer black that reminded me of Edward's hungry eyes in the morning, but soon realized they were completely different.
The red scarf around his neck was wrapped casually, and there were no individual patterns on the simple black overcoat, and there was no superfluous expression on his face, even indifference.He carried a dark schoolbag on one shoulder with a disinterested face, and stood in front of Mr. Mason. His body was impeccably straight, as if someone who had undergone military training would stand without a trace of slack or fatigue.
He didn't even lower his head, but just lowered his eyes coldly, looking at the teacher with an extremely uncomfortable look.
"He's so beautiful." A female classmate couldn't help but tremble, and commented in a low voice to the person next to her.
There was a chatter in the classroom, which was hard to see in the past.For new transfer students who pop up out of nowhere, you can't expect the students of this backwater, boring school to let the topic slip by calmly.
I have to admit that it is really appropriate to describe a man as beautiful.
Mr. Mason couldn't help but take a step back, but he reacted immediately and repeated his request with restraint and anger. "You should introduce yourself to the whole class." This teacher is always very harsh and ruthless at times, and he spares no effort to put on a bad face on the road of teaching to inspire students' fighting spirit.
But apparently there are still some people who don't like this at all. The transfer student approached the teacher, and it seemed that he didn't care what the elder in front of him was saying.He raised his chin and glanced at everyone blankly.I noticed that he looked over, and there was an incomprehensible emotion in his cold eyes. I was surprised by my reaction, because it was inexplicable and familiar.
But in the next second, I realized that I couldn't have met him. My intuition was always wrong, and I didn't dare to believe it.
Then he looked away, a strange impatience flashing across his face.It's as if he's an alien in the wrong place and has no patience for anything on Earth.
I thought he would accede to Mr. Mason's request, after all, it's not a heroic thing for a student to confront the teacher in the first class.But he ignored the teacher directly, clenched his hands vigorously and put them in his pockets, and the teacher walked past the door and walked in.The soft hair spread out restlessly as he walked, and next to his beautiful eyes, he squinted a little unaccustomed.
The colors on his body are out of tune with this place, and we all become blurred background images of him walking around in an instant.He didn't have a trace of the curiosity and bewilderment of a new student, his lips were tightly pressed, and the thin layer of red was very sharp.
We all stare dumbfounded as this almost intruding, terrifyingly present guy walks down the aisle, Mason's face pulled down.
I don't think this scene is very good, it's better not to have anything to do with this person, it's just a big trouble.I lowered my head to read the book again, and tried to reduce my sense of existence. If Mr. Mason roared in class, or the transfer students fought, it would be a very chaotic situation.
I don't know why, but I'm a little afraid to look at his overly delicate face, I always feel that it's full of impatience and fierceness.
A classmate next to me gasped in disbelief. Before I could respond, the empty chair beside me was pulled away, and the transfer student sat down directly.
I was suffocated, and the fingers holding the pen trembled accidentally.Out of the corner of the eye, I saw the students in front of me secretly turning their heads to see my desk, which was impossible before.
If just now my seat was the dark burrow of rats, now it's the star-studded Milky Way, gleaming.
I can imagine this school being set on fire again because of the transfer student sitting next to me.
The rumors are faster than the speed of light. Before tomorrow, everyone in Fox will know that besides Isabella, Fox High School also has a transfer student from California, an unbelievably beautiful boy.
This made me dare not look up easily, the teacher was staring at me, no, at my deskmate.
There was a very fresh smell in my nostrils, at first I thought it was a perfume, but I'm not sure how expensive a perfume is to have this special effect.I couldn't help taking a deep breath, my throat was itchy, and I wanted to cough, but in the end I endured the pain, I don't want to attract everyone's attention now.
When you are used to sitting alone, there will be an unnatural pressure when a strange tablemate squeezes in next to you.
Fortunately, the teacher didn't want to mess up his class because of a disobedient student. In the end, he was very magnanimous and didn't care about the transfer student. As for what will happen after class, I can't guess.
The classroom returned to the order just now, although no one turned their attention back to listening to the lecture.There are whispers in my ears, and some distracted eyes will always seem to shift to the next door to me.Instead, the person sitting next to my right was eerily quiet, not even making a sound.If I hadn't known that someone had pulled up a chair and sat down, I would have thought I was still sitting alone.
I couldn't help being curious, so I took a quick sideways glance, only to find that the transfer student didn't care about the sounds around him at all, he was holding his hands on the table, restraining something.I found him wearing gloves, a dark dark red, that seemed to be of good quality leather.Under the cuffs of the coat were the buttons of the sleeves of the shirt, and the white and black materials were not at all of the quality of second-hand stores.
Definitely not a poor student, I was silently distracted.Then I looked up along his cuffs, and the exposed neck was more delicate and fairer than I imagined. This whiteness gave people a feeling that he had never been exposed to the sun.I thought of Bella's skin color, my own skin color in the mirror, and the skin color of the Karen family, and suddenly felt that Bella's skin color was the healthiest.
The palest people in the whole world have gathered at Forks?
I continued to take notes, pretending to be serious.
The sound of rain confuses my concentration, I have a little headache and continue to cough.I put the long hair that had slipped from behind to my face and brought it to my ears. I accidentally saw that my deskmate didn't attend the class at all, because he was looking at me with a particularly terrifying look.
The cold black eyes were terribly focused.
I can't describe what he was looking at, with a kind of incomprehensible joy, but mixed with a very dark anger, like a schizophrenic patient.
His dark eyeballs barely moved, and the color was as rich as an abyss.
He didn't seem to be in a good mood, and he didn't show any signs of friendliness.Maybe he minds me sitting here because there's only one empty seat in the classroom, and he seems like one of those intolerant, self-centered guys.
I don't want to come to this kind of analysis just by looking at others, which is too conclusive on first impression.
It was difficult to pull his eyes back, getting along with this kind of deskmate was really a test of communication skills.I decided to stay on as the lonely Claire, no one would ask me to be jerky or sunny.
"You like this kind of course?" He said suddenly, his voice was as beautiful as his appearance, without the turbidity characteristic of some teenagers, every word was clean and standard, and the speed of speech was even faster than the announcer.
But it makes people feel uncomfortable, because this is not like a curious inquiry, but... I can't describe the weird feeling, it's more like your boss is ordering you in a contemptuous tone.
Hope is an illusion, maybe he was too nervous after coming to a strange environment?I found myself making excuses for him, or I thought it would be nice to have a deskmate.
"It's okay." I replied in a low voice, I didn't know what to draw on the notebook with the pen in my hand, and hoped that the teacher would not pay attention.
He seemed dissatisfied with my answer, did he hate ambiguous answers?And I noticed he was too close to me, he sideways the chair next to me and we were almost touching each other.This is not the distance between the same table and the same table, and it is still a strange tablemate.
Apparently the new deskmate didn't feel much about it, he naturally turned sideways, his gloved hand dropped to the edge of the table, it was actually a quirk to wear gloves when he entered the classroom.
Although his clothes are very fashionable and high-end, it is undeniable that he is wearing a bit thick clothes, thicker than me who is afraid of the cold.I reckon he's wearing more than a shirt under his coat, maybe something else.
Maybe I'm more afraid of the cold than I am, and I'm distracted again.
"Name." He frowned, without a smile, without any enthusiasm at all, and just spoke as a routine.
He made me feel the pressure of going out to the society for an interview in advance, which is not as enthusiastic as self-introduction.This cold tone was critical, coupled with his eyes, this is not your deskmate but your boss.
I feel I have the right to ignore an unfriendly tablemate if you can handle the pressure.
"Hello." My voice was so low that I couldn't hear it, and it was not appropriate to introduce myself in class. "Claire Miller." After the introduction, it was as if the task was completed, and I immediately turned my face away and looked out the window.
There was silence for a second before the flat and casual voice of the tablemate came, "Rick Doyle." It sounded more like saying an insignificant name, if it wasn't for his voice like gorgeous velvet, This must have been a failed self-introduction.
There seemed to be nothing more to do next, I touched my nails, and the temperature was still the same cold.The rain in Fox has no will to stop at all, and along with the winter temperature, it slams onto the window tragically.
I felt that the new transfer student was too close to me, so I shifted my position uncomfortably, leaning towards the window.A hand crossed my shoulder, grabbed the chair, and stopped me.
Speechlessly looking at the red leather glove above the chair, I moved my mouth, and finally endured it, and sat back in my original position.It's class time now, and I really don't want to let the bad influence continue.
The transfer student named Rick withdrew his hand naturally. To him, the action just now was completely insignificant, and he didn't feel that it caused trouble to others.
I decided to study hard and ignore my deskmate.He let down his long hair behind his ears to cover his face, lowered his head and began to take notes.
He didn't take out any books, paper and pens, as if the only purpose of coming to class was to look at his new deskmate.Even if I covered his gaze with my long hair, I could still feel that earnest gaze.
I looked at my graffiti handwriting, he looked at me, many classmates looked at him curiously, and the teacher occasionally looked at him very unfriendly.
What a harmonious class, I swallowed the pain of coughing and looked forward to the arrival of the bell.
It's impossible for every class to have such a strange deskmate. I'm already looking forward to seeing my classmates in the next class.
Time has become a messy and fragmented state. I thought its speed was lost on the way it came, and it was too slow.When I heard the bell, my body stood up reflexively, and I was the first in the class to pack up my things and go out immediately.
I can't wait to get rid of the pressure of my new tablemate, yes, I always have a weird nervousness when he's sitting next to me for some reason.
It's unprecedented, it's not the kind of cold warning that the Karen's family gave me, it's not the stinging escape from danger, or the depressing anxiety.It may be that he is too strong and self-righteous. I am not good at getting along with this kind of person, so I come to this conclusion.
My next class is in Building [-], Mr. Jefferson's politics class, he is much easier to get along with than the English class teacher.
The footsteps came faster than usual, but I quickly realized that something was wrong because I was too much attention.This is impossible, I think Fox's students are used to my gloomy appearance, and will not pay any attention to me.
I noticed that they were pointing behind me, and the girls were especially excited.I turned around with a bad feeling and saw my new deskmate following me. He didn't have any superfluous feelings about the sensation he caused, and his handsome appearance like an angel didn't make him look friendly. , he even smiled stingily.
When he saw me turning around, he finally raised the corners of his mouth coldly, showing a smile that was definitely not kind and friendly.That expression was more inclined to indifference and sarcasm.
I hope this is an illusion, I don't want to imagine this new student as a bad member of the underworld, although he seems difficult and abnormal.I immediately turned around, as if I didn't see him, and strode quickly to the classroom.But the sound of footsteps behind me told me that he was following.
He might need help, he doesn't know where his classroom is?So just follow me.
I try to think in the normal direction, because... I really don't want to describe our current state, no matter how fast I walk, he can easily follow me.No more than me, just behind me, whichever direction I run wildly, he will run in my direction.
What scene is this?Is a lion chasing a gazelle?
He made him feel an unprecedented crisis, and I will once again be on the headlines of the school magazine after the sixth adopted son of the Karen family.Those who didn't know thought this transfer student had a grudge against me and came to collect debts.
After finally seeing the classroom of politics class, I rushed in and found my seat.There are no empty seats in this class, and my deskmate is Angela.
When I was a child, I used to stand outside the window of her house. At that time, what I thought was, this world is real.So I took a rock and tried to hit my finger, and Angela was holding the toy and looking at me from the window, and she cried.From then on, I became one of her childhood shadows.
Even Angela, who grew up, was still afraid of me, and she was under a lot of pressure to be my deskmate.
Angela sat on the seat one step ahead of me, and when I walked over, she reluctantly greeted me.I breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got rid of that transfer student who had a bad personality.
I sat down, and just as I was about to take out the books for this class, my deskmate from the previous class had already appeared at the door of the classroom.The effect caused was no less severe than before. Some students in the classroom who had never seen him were surprised that such a person existed.
His appearance and taste in clothing did have such a sensational effect. The appearance of Rick Doyle was like a Hollywood star coming out of the screen.
You even had to admit that he was more beautiful than any of the adopted sons of the Cullen family.
Someone even more beautiful than the Karen family appeared, an incredible fantasy journey.I watched him walk in front of me, dumb
I hope to help her get used to Forks as well as possible, although the rain and muddy roads here are not at all pleasant.
Bella has long, warm, dark brown hair that seems to be tinged with the Phoenix sun.Her eyes are the same color as mine, she is very quiet when looking at people, and her skin is very fair.It seems that apart from our different hair colors, similar pale complexion and eyes, and the same taciturn personality, we are really like sisters.
While she was testing the car to school by herself, I followed her in the Ford, and then we had a very similar, same battered used car.
I hope she doesn't mind the gossip, the Cullen family gossip is almost over.And finally, another strange face came in Fox High School, and he came from a big city that was completely different from here, which would always make the school boil.
I watched Bella drive the car safely to the parking lot. I had given her the school map first, and it seemed that she had a good sense of direction.I also parked the car, opened the door with my schoolbag and walked out, naturally put the hat of my clothes on my head to keep out the rain, and hung the white earphones around my neck.
The dense water vapor surrounds you, giving you the illusion that even your pores are soaked in rainwater.I touched my nose and secretly coughed a few times. This winter is really long.
My fingers stiffened from contact with the air, and I couldn't help moving them.The parking lot just arrived at the busiest time, I sighed softly, the air was covered with white mist, if I came earlier, it would be quieter.
Bella opened the car door and got out, dragging the straps of her schoolbag, wearing a corduroy long-sleeved jacket, light-colored jeans, and a warm yellow jacket similar to the Arizona desert.Dressed in a far cry from the dark green Fox local fashion.She is not used to the rain under her feet. She is used to living in a city where there are only three or four rains a year, and there are sunny days all year round. For this small place where there is so much rain that it is strange that there is no rain, she has her own idea.
Because of Bella's fresh face, people soon noticed her.I saw some eyes with surprise. They seemed to think they should see a woman with the same sunny color and healthy brown skin.It's a pity that this transfer student doesn't look lively at all, and even his skin is so pale that it's a bit inexplicable.
Bella frowned uncomfortably at these overly obvious attentions.Holding the map I gave her in her hand, she walked up to me. "It seems that the new classmates are very enthusiastic." Bella is sensitive to other people's eyes, she forced a smile, maybe she didn't expect that she would attract so many people's attention.
"You have to forgive this group of young people who were born in a small town that doesn't even have a McDonald's, but only cedar trees, for their enthusiasm for new things. When you adapt to Fox, they will adapt to you." I pretended not to care and said, I hope she can not be affected by these onlookers.We must know that the hot discussion caused by the Karen family's move here did not officially end until this year.If you want to stay out of the spotlight for a short time, you can only pray that another unlucky transfer student will come here, but these are unlikely, if there is no reason, no one would want to come to this pitifully small place to study.
"I hope so." Bella took a deep breath to relieve her nervousness of coming to a strange place, her eyelashes trembled a few times, and then she said to me: "Claire, I can go to the company by myself, I think I can find it." it."
I hesitated for a few seconds before pointing in the direction of Building No. [-]. The maroon wall flickered in the hazy rain and fog. "You can get your class schedule and campus map there. If you have new arrangements for your courses, you can ask Mrs. Kopp to help you."
"Thank you." She put her schoolbag on her waist, and her long brown hair stuck to her pale cheeks. She continued to repeat a little unnaturally, "I am very grateful to you. You are the only person I know in this school." The way how to express his feelings is very similar to Charlie, with a kind of masochistic forbearance.
I looked at her beautiful side face and thought it was a good thing to have such a relative.But the matter of the Karen's family still brought me a real pressure, I think it is necessary to let go of these, after all... I smiled at Bella, and watched her turn and walk towards the first building.
Then he turned his head and walked through the parking lot in distress. In fact, nothing happened, but his mood became more and more anxious.I always feel that there is something unknown, running all the way in places I don't know, but I can't tell why.
It was a terrible feeling. I squinted my eyes and watched the gray sky of Fox weigh heavily on my head. The forest smell far away from the school was mixed in the air, fresh and cold.I started coughing again, covering my mouth so as not to disturb others.
Mike Newton pulled up across from me, just out of the car with a skateboard under his arm and keys dangling from his mouth.He's dressed like an outdoorsman, straight out of his store, and has a cap with the Stars and Stripes on it.
When he slammed the car door shut, smiled and high-fived Taylor next to him, he seemed to squint sideways out of habit, and I happened to be in his line of sight.I looked at him indifferently, his smile froze instantly, he looked behind me, his eyes widened, I couldn't react at all what happened to him.
The next second he pointed at me in panic and shouted, "Claire, run."
I can already hear the sound, the wheels crushing something quickly, the screeching sound of smashing like an explosion.Some sharp warning flashed from my brain, but my body didn't have enough strength to escape.A red Ferrari, moving like a mad rocket, crashed into the vegetation next to the parking lot in the morbid fashion of a murderer, and rushed towards me.
I heard someone screaming from behind. It was Jessica or another classmate. After all, when women scream, the sound quality is similar.It seems that this scene is too horrifying. Everyone thought that I would become a car accident in the next instant, because the car had no intention of stopping at all, and I didn't have the strength to run away, let alone Superman. Come and save me.
I thought that the only people who dared to drive at this speed in Forks were the Karen family. It seems that I was wrong, there are many people who violate traffic rules.
The brakes of the car made people frightened, and the schoolbag in my hand slipped, and I realized that my fingers were stiff.The momentum of the car splashed muddy rainwater, and my shoes suffered directly, but the only thing I could support was the strength to stand.The front of the car with lively and smooth lines is glowing with bright red luster.
The car was less than half a meter away from me, and if its driver hadn't stepped on the brakes in time, I would have been thrown out or crushed.
The jumping horse logo on the front of the car was as sharp and terrifying as the sickle of death, and I realized that I was turning back at the gate of hell.He couldn't help grabbing the edge of the jacket with his hands, and his back was chilled.I raised my head and looked at the driver's seat in a daze. The increasing rain increased this obstacle, and I couldn't see the people inside clearly.
The scene became chaotic. It took only a few seconds for the car to rush into the campus and stop, and then another silver Volvo followed and broke into it at a speed that could not be far behind the Ferrari.The Volvo pulled up behind the red Ferrari, and Edward slammed open the door with such ferocity that I feared the door would be knocked open.I don't know if he ignored the humans on the scene, because he jumped directly on the roof of the Ferrari, ran towards me quickly, stepped on the red front of the car and jumped beside me.
I should be thankful that his movements are all human beings can do. His nimble jumps are like a top athlete, and others should get used to the excellence of the Karen family.
"Edward." I was surprised at his brutality and recklessness, and he had taken my hand, looking terribly sullen.His tense jaw and quivering lips told me something had happened.
"Claire, you..." Edward spoke with difficulty. He seemed to be in pain and wanted to say something to me.Words turned into knives in his throat, smashing each other, driving him a little crazy.
"Edward, you should know that this is the best and safest way until there is no better way." Alice jumped out of the Volvo, and she ran over elegantly and quickly, pushing Edward away.
I feel like I'm stuck in a quagmire of doubts. The attitudes of Alice and Edward seem to be...confrontation?
It's impossible, it's absurd to feel that way, their feelings are so strong.
"Are you sure there is no other possibility?" Edward roared aggressively. He pulled me and dragged me directly behind him to isolate Alice.
"You know I'm not a god, Edward. I can only see the result, but I can't really change it. As long as that decision remains the same, the result cannot be changed. All I can do is go with it." Alice's black hair was Wet by the rain, her complexion was frighteningly white under the infiltration of the rain. Her anxious voice to explain turned sharp, which made Edward tremble uncontrollably.
"Even if that result is a terrible misfortune?" Edward said angrily, unable to listen to her explanation.
The intervention of Karen's family made the chaos around me even more complete.Mike was going to come up, but he stopped when he saw this scene. Other students, such as Taylor and Angela, were also considering whether to stop the angry Edward.
"That's not bad luck, it's the best ending, everyone thinks so." Alice lowered her voice, her eyes were clear and firm.
"I don't think so. Not everyone thinks that's the best result, because we didn't choose it." Edward lowered his head angrily, he couldn't control his emotions a bit.
Emmett's Gypsy was also in the parking lot, his head poking out of the roof, his hand slapping the metal hard.Say loudly on our side: "Enough, Alice."
Jasper jumped from the gypsy, looking grimly at Edward.At a speed that no one could stop him, he came down to Alice, took her hand and whispered something to Alice.
"I'm fine, Jas." Alice calmed down, she looked at me, her clear eyes became a little foggy, which made her expression obscure. "No, I still think that's the best outcome."
Edward had no expression on his face, he just grabbed my arm and walked away without saying a word.Alice conveniently threw over the schoolbag I threw on the ground, and Edward grabbed it without looking back.
No one cared about the Ferrari that almost killed someone just now, and more people saw the internal strife in the Karen family.I couldn't find their rhythm at all, and I looked back to see the red car was still parked there, Alice and Jasper walked away, and Emmett gave the Ferrari a hard look.
I was surprised at the malicious stare he would give that car, and then Rosalie pulled him away, as if something was chasing them.
The door of the quiet Ferrari opened suddenly, and a mane of blond hair appeared behind it, and Edward dragged me into the hallway before I could see clearly.
It's been a...worse morning.The commotion we caused may have reached the principal's office. I hope the principal will let us go for the sake of no one being injured.
"What's going on? Edward." Something must have happened to them. We have already squeezed into the group of students going to class. The dim weather has a strange color under the lights.
Edward scratched his hair, it was raining, and he let go of my hand.There are obvious dark circles on his face, a kind of tired hunger, which makes him look particularly violent and aggressive. "Claire, there are some things...Damn it." He stopped suddenly, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth in a particularly depressed manner.I should be glad he didn't punch the wall, otherwise I couldn't explain why he was strong enough to penetrate the stone wall.
"You have a disagreement with Alice, do you need my help?" It can be seen that there must have been a dispute between Edward and the elves in their family, and the war has not been resolved and the war has directly developed into the school.
"That's not a disagreement, it's a one-sided murder." Edward's expression became ferocious, and he quickly covered his face with his hands. He was suppressing something, and he was particularly anxious.
"What happened to you, does Carlisle know?" This kind of him makes people feel uneasy. I can't imagine what happened to the Karen family that made them so crazy and irritable.
"He supports Alice, no, should I say that at least Rosalie is still in a neutral position? I don't want to be an ally with her at all." Edward put down his hand, and his exposed emotions told me that he was in big trouble . "Just decide..."
"What to decide?" I asked anxiously. We stood in the corridor, which was particularly eye-catching.
Edward's eyes, like Alice's, suddenly became strangely deep.He looked at me with hesitation on his face. "No, it's nothing." He replied bluntly, wishing he could shatter my question immediately and said, "This is not your business, Claire."
"I know, I can't take care of your affairs." I knew that Edward was telling the truth, but his obvious isolation still made me uncomfortable.The unspeakable pressure during this period, as well as the inexplicable anxiety, stirred up a pot of muddy water that was hard to swallow under his indifferent tone, which made me feel like vomiting.
I rubbed my frowning brows and told myself not to vent this bad emotion to others.I patiently said: "I should go to class, if you need help, please let me know, I think we are friends, Edward."
Edward seemed to want to say something more, but in the end he didn't say anything. He stuffed his schoolbag to me. "Claire, don't trust others too much." He muttered to himself, his words were almost impossible to hear clearly. "Vampires...are not believable."
Holding my schoolbag in my arms, I silently watched him walk away quickly.
What happened to them?I'm thinking of visiting the Cullens after class, at least I'll have to interview Carlisle once to make sure they're not in serious trouble.
I trotted up and ran to my classroom, it seemed that I would be late.When I finally sorted out my messy brain, I realized I had forgotten something.
I actually forgot about Bella, I was supposed to help her find a room for her class.He patted his forehead angrily, which scared me silly.
When I was in English class, the rain outside the window was like an angry lion, roaring and running wildly.I looked at the window, which was light green because of the light, and there were rain marks like bullets hitting the enemy.
Mr. Mason was in his fifties, with hair the color of a cloud in a clear sky, rich white.He looks a little harsh, of course more time, he doesn't make himself look harsh, he is really very harsh.
I seldom lose my mind in his classes, and I can only listen to the class with my head down and take notes.I also think that he will arrange some world famous books for us to study when get out of class is over.
The sky was so dark that even the lights in the classroom gave off a cold feeling.Even though we have heaters purchased by community taxpayers, it doesn't give me the warmth it deserves.
I sat in the back corner like a gopher in a dark burrow.Nobody wants to sit with me, especially when I'm so close to the Karen's.
The heavy rain on the window panes bothered me a bit, and there was a loud banging sound, which seemed to smash open the windows.I was too close to the window, and looked out a little distracted.The forest in the distance has been completely blurred by the heavy rain, and the whole world is in chaos. I can't distinguish all the brightly colored things in Fox.Mr. Mason's voice turned into a buzzing UFO. I don't think it's okay to lose my mind once in a while. After all, I have already read the books the teacher wants us to read.
My frozen fingers sneaked out and touched the glass window. I didn't feel any chill, maybe my fingers were at the same temperature as the window glass.
I tried to leave traces on the glass, draw an invisible smiling face or an apple.
My ears started to quiet down, and the teacher stopped lecturing. I think it's because he's old and needs to leave some time to rest.But the classmate who had been making small movements in front of him was also quiet, and he seemed a little surprised.
Then I heard Mr. Mason coughing unnaturally, he tried hard to suppress the surprise in his tone, "Transfer student? You are from..."
"California."
This voice is so unfamiliar, the sound quality tends to be neutral and clear, but it is strangely overly silky, floating above the empty classroom, like a whisper close to the ear.
As soon as I was in a trance, I suddenly felt as if I had heard this voice somewhere.
"Then you introduce yourself." Teacher Mason quickly got rid of the influence, and he said reluctantly.
I looked up, and he was standing at the door. The light in the classroom lost all effect for a moment.His face was so pale you wouldn't think it was the light.This is a strange man, you have not seen him before today.Because if we meet by chance, I believe no one can forget him.
Short blond hair lay softly against his forehead, and the loose strands matched the color of his cheeks to create a sense of refinement.I saw his eyes, a sheer black that reminded me of Edward's hungry eyes in the morning, but soon realized they were completely different.
The red scarf around his neck was wrapped casually, and there were no individual patterns on the simple black overcoat, and there was no superfluous expression on his face, even indifference.He carried a dark schoolbag on one shoulder with a disinterested face, and stood in front of Mr. Mason. His body was impeccably straight, as if someone who had undergone military training would stand without a trace of slack or fatigue.
He didn't even lower his head, but just lowered his eyes coldly, looking at the teacher with an extremely uncomfortable look.
"He's so beautiful." A female classmate couldn't help but tremble, and commented in a low voice to the person next to her.
There was a chatter in the classroom, which was hard to see in the past.For new transfer students who pop up out of nowhere, you can't expect the students of this backwater, boring school to let the topic slip by calmly.
I have to admit that it is really appropriate to describe a man as beautiful.
Mr. Mason couldn't help but take a step back, but he reacted immediately and repeated his request with restraint and anger. "You should introduce yourself to the whole class." This teacher is always very harsh and ruthless at times, and he spares no effort to put on a bad face on the road of teaching to inspire students' fighting spirit.
But apparently there are still some people who don't like this at all. The transfer student approached the teacher, and it seemed that he didn't care what the elder in front of him was saying.He raised his chin and glanced at everyone blankly.I noticed that he looked over, and there was an incomprehensible emotion in his cold eyes. I was surprised by my reaction, because it was inexplicable and familiar.
But in the next second, I realized that I couldn't have met him. My intuition was always wrong, and I didn't dare to believe it.
Then he looked away, a strange impatience flashing across his face.It's as if he's an alien in the wrong place and has no patience for anything on Earth.
I thought he would accede to Mr. Mason's request, after all, it's not a heroic thing for a student to confront the teacher in the first class.But he ignored the teacher directly, clenched his hands vigorously and put them in his pockets, and the teacher walked past the door and walked in.The soft hair spread out restlessly as he walked, and next to his beautiful eyes, he squinted a little unaccustomed.
The colors on his body are out of tune with this place, and we all become blurred background images of him walking around in an instant.He didn't have a trace of the curiosity and bewilderment of a new student, his lips were tightly pressed, and the thin layer of red was very sharp.
We all stare dumbfounded as this almost intruding, terrifyingly present guy walks down the aisle, Mason's face pulled down.
I don't think this scene is very good, it's better not to have anything to do with this person, it's just a big trouble.I lowered my head to read the book again, and tried to reduce my sense of existence. If Mr. Mason roared in class, or the transfer students fought, it would be a very chaotic situation.
I don't know why, but I'm a little afraid to look at his overly delicate face, I always feel that it's full of impatience and fierceness.
A classmate next to me gasped in disbelief. Before I could respond, the empty chair beside me was pulled away, and the transfer student sat down directly.
I was suffocated, and the fingers holding the pen trembled accidentally.Out of the corner of the eye, I saw the students in front of me secretly turning their heads to see my desk, which was impossible before.
If just now my seat was the dark burrow of rats, now it's the star-studded Milky Way, gleaming.
I can imagine this school being set on fire again because of the transfer student sitting next to me.
The rumors are faster than the speed of light. Before tomorrow, everyone in Fox will know that besides Isabella, Fox High School also has a transfer student from California, an unbelievably beautiful boy.
This made me dare not look up easily, the teacher was staring at me, no, at my deskmate.
There was a very fresh smell in my nostrils, at first I thought it was a perfume, but I'm not sure how expensive a perfume is to have this special effect.I couldn't help taking a deep breath, my throat was itchy, and I wanted to cough, but in the end I endured the pain, I don't want to attract everyone's attention now.
When you are used to sitting alone, there will be an unnatural pressure when a strange tablemate squeezes in next to you.
Fortunately, the teacher didn't want to mess up his class because of a disobedient student. In the end, he was very magnanimous and didn't care about the transfer student. As for what will happen after class, I can't guess.
The classroom returned to the order just now, although no one turned their attention back to listening to the lecture.There are whispers in my ears, and some distracted eyes will always seem to shift to the next door to me.Instead, the person sitting next to my right was eerily quiet, not even making a sound.If I hadn't known that someone had pulled up a chair and sat down, I would have thought I was still sitting alone.
I couldn't help being curious, so I took a quick sideways glance, only to find that the transfer student didn't care about the sounds around him at all, he was holding his hands on the table, restraining something.I found him wearing gloves, a dark dark red, that seemed to be of good quality leather.Under the cuffs of the coat were the buttons of the sleeves of the shirt, and the white and black materials were not at all of the quality of second-hand stores.
Definitely not a poor student, I was silently distracted.Then I looked up along his cuffs, and the exposed neck was more delicate and fairer than I imagined. This whiteness gave people a feeling that he had never been exposed to the sun.I thought of Bella's skin color, my own skin color in the mirror, and the skin color of the Karen family, and suddenly felt that Bella's skin color was the healthiest.
The palest people in the whole world have gathered at Forks?
I continued to take notes, pretending to be serious.
The sound of rain confuses my concentration, I have a little headache and continue to cough.I put the long hair that had slipped from behind to my face and brought it to my ears. I accidentally saw that my deskmate didn't attend the class at all, because he was looking at me with a particularly terrifying look.
The cold black eyes were terribly focused.
I can't describe what he was looking at, with a kind of incomprehensible joy, but mixed with a very dark anger, like a schizophrenic patient.
His dark eyeballs barely moved, and the color was as rich as an abyss.
He didn't seem to be in a good mood, and he didn't show any signs of friendliness.Maybe he minds me sitting here because there's only one empty seat in the classroom, and he seems like one of those intolerant, self-centered guys.
I don't want to come to this kind of analysis just by looking at others, which is too conclusive on first impression.
It was difficult to pull his eyes back, getting along with this kind of deskmate was really a test of communication skills.I decided to stay on as the lonely Claire, no one would ask me to be jerky or sunny.
"You like this kind of course?" He said suddenly, his voice was as beautiful as his appearance, without the turbidity characteristic of some teenagers, every word was clean and standard, and the speed of speech was even faster than the announcer.
But it makes people feel uncomfortable, because this is not like a curious inquiry, but... I can't describe the weird feeling, it's more like your boss is ordering you in a contemptuous tone.
Hope is an illusion, maybe he was too nervous after coming to a strange environment?I found myself making excuses for him, or I thought it would be nice to have a deskmate.
"It's okay." I replied in a low voice, I didn't know what to draw on the notebook with the pen in my hand, and hoped that the teacher would not pay attention.
He seemed dissatisfied with my answer, did he hate ambiguous answers?And I noticed he was too close to me, he sideways the chair next to me and we were almost touching each other.This is not the distance between the same table and the same table, and it is still a strange tablemate.
Apparently the new deskmate didn't feel much about it, he naturally turned sideways, his gloved hand dropped to the edge of the table, it was actually a quirk to wear gloves when he entered the classroom.
Although his clothes are very fashionable and high-end, it is undeniable that he is wearing a bit thick clothes, thicker than me who is afraid of the cold.I reckon he's wearing more than a shirt under his coat, maybe something else.
Maybe I'm more afraid of the cold than I am, and I'm distracted again.
"Name." He frowned, without a smile, without any enthusiasm at all, and just spoke as a routine.
He made me feel the pressure of going out to the society for an interview in advance, which is not as enthusiastic as self-introduction.This cold tone was critical, coupled with his eyes, this is not your deskmate but your boss.
I feel I have the right to ignore an unfriendly tablemate if you can handle the pressure.
"Hello." My voice was so low that I couldn't hear it, and it was not appropriate to introduce myself in class. "Claire Miller." After the introduction, it was as if the task was completed, and I immediately turned my face away and looked out the window.
There was silence for a second before the flat and casual voice of the tablemate came, "Rick Doyle." It sounded more like saying an insignificant name, if it wasn't for his voice like gorgeous velvet, This must have been a failed self-introduction.
There seemed to be nothing more to do next, I touched my nails, and the temperature was still the same cold.The rain in Fox has no will to stop at all, and along with the winter temperature, it slams onto the window tragically.
I felt that the new transfer student was too close to me, so I shifted my position uncomfortably, leaning towards the window.A hand crossed my shoulder, grabbed the chair, and stopped me.
Speechlessly looking at the red leather glove above the chair, I moved my mouth, and finally endured it, and sat back in my original position.It's class time now, and I really don't want to let the bad influence continue.
The transfer student named Rick withdrew his hand naturally. To him, the action just now was completely insignificant, and he didn't feel that it caused trouble to others.
I decided to study hard and ignore my deskmate.He let down his long hair behind his ears to cover his face, lowered his head and began to take notes.
He didn't take out any books, paper and pens, as if the only purpose of coming to class was to look at his new deskmate.Even if I covered his gaze with my long hair, I could still feel that earnest gaze.
I looked at my graffiti handwriting, he looked at me, many classmates looked at him curiously, and the teacher occasionally looked at him very unfriendly.
What a harmonious class, I swallowed the pain of coughing and looked forward to the arrival of the bell.
It's impossible for every class to have such a strange deskmate. I'm already looking forward to seeing my classmates in the next class.
Time has become a messy and fragmented state. I thought its speed was lost on the way it came, and it was too slow.When I heard the bell, my body stood up reflexively, and I was the first in the class to pack up my things and go out immediately.
I can't wait to get rid of the pressure of my new tablemate, yes, I always have a weird nervousness when he's sitting next to me for some reason.
It's unprecedented, it's not the kind of cold warning that the Karen's family gave me, it's not the stinging escape from danger, or the depressing anxiety.It may be that he is too strong and self-righteous. I am not good at getting along with this kind of person, so I come to this conclusion.
My next class is in Building [-], Mr. Jefferson's politics class, he is much easier to get along with than the English class teacher.
The footsteps came faster than usual, but I quickly realized that something was wrong because I was too much attention.This is impossible, I think Fox's students are used to my gloomy appearance, and will not pay any attention to me.
I noticed that they were pointing behind me, and the girls were especially excited.I turned around with a bad feeling and saw my new deskmate following me. He didn't have any superfluous feelings about the sensation he caused, and his handsome appearance like an angel didn't make him look friendly. , he even smiled stingily.
When he saw me turning around, he finally raised the corners of his mouth coldly, showing a smile that was definitely not kind and friendly.That expression was more inclined to indifference and sarcasm.
I hope this is an illusion, I don't want to imagine this new student as a bad member of the underworld, although he seems difficult and abnormal.I immediately turned around, as if I didn't see him, and strode quickly to the classroom.But the sound of footsteps behind me told me that he was following.
He might need help, he doesn't know where his classroom is?So just follow me.
I try to think in the normal direction, because... I really don't want to describe our current state, no matter how fast I walk, he can easily follow me.No more than me, just behind me, whichever direction I run wildly, he will run in my direction.
What scene is this?Is a lion chasing a gazelle?
He made him feel an unprecedented crisis, and I will once again be on the headlines of the school magazine after the sixth adopted son of the Karen family.Those who didn't know thought this transfer student had a grudge against me and came to collect debts.
After finally seeing the classroom of politics class, I rushed in and found my seat.There are no empty seats in this class, and my deskmate is Angela.
When I was a child, I used to stand outside the window of her house. At that time, what I thought was, this world is real.So I took a rock and tried to hit my finger, and Angela was holding the toy and looking at me from the window, and she cried.From then on, I became one of her childhood shadows.
Even Angela, who grew up, was still afraid of me, and she was under a lot of pressure to be my deskmate.
Angela sat on the seat one step ahead of me, and when I walked over, she reluctantly greeted me.I breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got rid of that transfer student who had a bad personality.
I sat down, and just as I was about to take out the books for this class, my deskmate from the previous class had already appeared at the door of the classroom.The effect caused was no less severe than before. Some students in the classroom who had never seen him were surprised that such a person existed.
His appearance and taste in clothing did have such a sensational effect. The appearance of Rick Doyle was like a Hollywood star coming out of the screen.
You even had to admit that he was more beautiful than any of the adopted sons of the Cullen family.
Someone even more beautiful than the Karen family appeared, an incredible fantasy journey.I watched him walk in front of me, dumb
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