Crack heads

'Ugh, school starts soon." I though groggily. I took one last deep drag and snubbed out my cigarette. I then walked to my first period class, science. Five minutes later the teacher walked in, following her was some gorgeous guy, a new kid probably.

He had tousled bronze hair. Startling green eyes, and fair skin that contrasted magnificently with his navy blue polo.

"Class, this is Edward Cullen. He moved all the way here from Forks, Washington. Make him feel welcome. Okay?" the teacher, whose name I don't care to remember, announced.

'So I was right, but why is this teacher treating us like we're Kinder gardeners?' I thought.

The rest of the class gave a bright 'okay!'. They acted so perky like nothing was wrong with the world and everything was fine. That pissed me off.

"Now, where is somewhere you can sit?" the teacher continued.

Some girls made space for him, wishing he would sit there. One chick, Lauren, pushed Jessica out of her seat. I rolled my eyes at their act of stupidity.

"Ah, there's a seat next to Ms. Isabella Swan. In the back." she pointed.

He walked over, causing the girls who he passed to swoon. I didn't like this guy already. To my distaste, he sat to my left in the empty seat.

I saw him wrinkle his nose and scoot away in distaste, his nose crinkled.

Edward's pov

I followed Mrs. Branham into the classroom.

Scanning the faces, only to end up staring at a brown haired girl in the back. She was too busy scowling at the world to notice me gawking. She was beautiful. Period.

When Mrs. Branham assigned me the seat next to her, Isabella, my insides did a little party dance. Two reasons, one she looks interesting, two the other girls were shoving each other out of their seats to clear space. Not someone I'd really like to sit by.

I sat beside her and instantly, the scent of smoke filled my nostrils. My nose winkled and scooted away. I studied her profile. She had big, brown eyes. Her hair was choppy with the ends dyed topaz. She had a pale complexion and high cheek bones. She looked as though she wanted to leave ASAP (I'm not a sap!! Get it? Sap? Hahaha!).

Against my better judgement, I turned to her and introduced myself. "Hello, I Edward, Isabella, right?"

"Nope." her voice a monotone.

"Pardon?" I was confuzzled.

She sighed like this all was way too much work. "Bella."

"Oh, Bella. Got it." I turned back to the front, taking notes. I asked her if she was going to take notes.

"Nope."

I was beginning to think that was her favorite word. This may be awhile.