I'm meant to be doing homework, but I'm in a writing mood, so yah. Hope you like.
"Hey Bella!" Angela caught up with me by my locker. "How's your hand?"
I showed her the bandage that the nurse had put on it. It still throbbed, but I tried to put on a brave face, due to Edward fussing over me. He felt guilty that I'd hurt myself. I suppose it wasn't really his fault.
Ok, it was basically all my fault, but it didn't hurt Edward to feel a little guilty…
I can't believe I just said that. I don't WANT Edward to feel like that! And I tried to tell him in the office, but his worried look wouldn't budge. He kept telling me not to be brave, and pulled me into his arms, kissing my hair.
That part I liked.
And that part the nurse didn't like.
"-come you hurt it so much?" Angela was saying, touching my bandage.
"Oh, uh….." I tried to come up with some excuse. I really can't lie very well on most days, and today……
….I wasn't in my greatest form.
"Edward's just, uh……really hard." I finished lamely.
Then realised what I'd said, and what it sounded like. Angela's eyes bulged, as I went bright red. Then she started laughing.
"Oh my God Bella!" She was bending over she was so overcome with laughter. "You know what I thought? I thought you meant-"
She couldn't carry on she was laughing too hard. And then, to embarrass myself even more that day, (as if I hadn't done it enough), who should walk round the corner?
Oh, only Edward.
Edward, my boyfriend.
Edward, who can't read my thoughts.
Edward, who can read Angela's however. He paused for a minute, his expression weird. It took a second to realise why.
He was embarrassed. Yes, seriously. I mean, it's not like he blushes, because, well, he just can't. But it took me by surprise, as I'd never seen him this uncomfortable before.
And then I was even MORE embarrassed. Because he was obviously listening to Angela, who had our conversation in her head. And however much I didn't mean what I said to turn out like it had, there was nothing I could do. It still sounded as though I was talking about Edward's……..
…….manly parts. I am SO glad he can't read my mind.
Opps. Angela has just seen Edward…..
…..and she's laughing even harder.
I think I'm just gonna go.
I ran in the girls room. I'm serious. I'm still in there, and feeling stupid. Angela's just come in, still laughing, but saying that she didn't meant to laugh so much.
I have to admit though, it was kinda funny.
To a degree.
Angela's just enformed me that Edward's outside, waiting to take me home. Why couldn't I just take my truck today?
I stepped outta the cubical, and looked at Ange.
"Oh Bella." She tried very hard not to laugh. "I'm so sorry, I really am. But it was just so funny…"
"I get it." I cut her off. "It's fine, I'm just tired and my hand hurts."
She frowned. "Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. It probably won't improve your mood much, but Mr. Taylor assigned us homework."
What? Sex Education HOMEWORK? Hmmm………..that sounds….
….interesting.
"Yeah. It looks kinda 'ew'. And pointless." She handed me a worksheet, titled 'label the correct parts of the human body'. There was a naked woman on it.
Maybe not so interesting. I turned it over.
A naked man.
I think I'm gonna die. I know I've said that so many times now, but……..
….I think its true.
"Oh, here." Ange handed me another sheet. "Mr. Taylor said to give that to Edward."
Shit.
Ok, I don't normally swear, but…
…shit. I.AM.DEAD.
I can't give a sheet of a naked man and a naked woman that you have to label their parts to my boyfriend.
It just cannot be done. There is NO WAY I CAN DO IT.
"Bella?" I heard Edward call from outside.
I think I'm hyperventilating. An dying. WHAT DO I DO??
Sorry if that was short, but I really have to do my homework now!