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Ok, this is what I think would've happened if Bella met Edward when he was alive and if they were the same age. Both are human. If I got anything wrong about Chicago then, I'm sorry. Tell me in a review or something. Well there you go.
February-1918- Chicago, Illinois
"Edward Anthony Mason! Get out of bed right now! Its time for school and you don't want to be late today. I heard from Mrs. Johnson that you are apparently going to have a new student today. According to her, he is about your age and just moved up here from Philadelphia. Won't it be interesting to meet someone from Philadelphia? Get a move on Edward, I want you to be the first person that this young man meets so you can make him feel welcome."
This shout came from my mother startling me from my dreams. I didn't want to get up but Mother wouldn't take no for an answer and I knew that if I didn't get out of bed soon she would come in here and shout more. Better to wake up from my own free will than being forced out of my bed from a woman.
By the time I got downstairs to the brightly lit kitchen, our cook Mrs. Snow already had a plate of ham and eggs on the table for me. Mrs. Snow was like family to me, she always was there if I had to talk or if I ever snuck food, she wouldn't tell Mother.
"So, did you hear Mother screaming about the new kid?" I asked Mrs. Snow in between bites of eggs and ham.
"Yes Mr. Mason. I think his name is James Richards." I didn't like how he called me Mr. Mason but she felt that she had a responsibility to.
In about five minutes I was finished with breakfast and was heading out the door when Mother stopped me.
"Edward, please make the new boy feel welcome. Be nice. Now hurry or you'll be late." And with a hug from my mother I was out the door and walking out to school through the icy wind of a Chicago winter.
After about 10 minutes of struggling to walk to school I arrive in front of my school. Some people didn't like their school or learning. I didn't mind learning but I mostly found my school comforting. It was a big two-story building that always brought me comfort to see that some things are constant and do not change. There were so many changes and inventions being created in the world today that it was nice to know that some things don't change.
Near the steps toward the doors I saw a boy that looked to be my age. He had a nondescript face and normal brown hair. This had to be James Richards. I knew almost everyone in this school and I had never seen him before.
Remembering what my mother had told me about welcoming this new boy and knowing that I'd feel her wrath if I didn't, I made my way over to the new boy to introduce myself.
As I walked over to him, he looked up at me and said, "Hello."
"Hello. My name is Edward Mason, you must be James Richards."
I could tell that he was surprised that I knew his name. Sometimes I could tell what people were feeling and guessed at what they were feeling about. It was a bit strange but it was only a guess, it wasn't like I could read minds like some of those fake fortune-tellers pretended to be able to do.
"How did you know my name?" And I was right. Well just a freaky guess.
"My cook is a bit too nosy. I think she knows the names of your father and grandfather." He smiled at that and I could tell that we were going to be friends.
"Come on. I'll show you to your first class. You'll have to watch out for Miss. Kerlol, she can breathe fire."
"Then I'll just have to try to get a seat in the back." He laughed as we walked to English.
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