Apparently, the knight in shining armor who was supposed to sweep me off my feet got lost in the woods. ( It's okay I prefer them sparkly, but alive...so torn)
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Chapter Two: Brawn, but not brain
Beep…Beep…Beep...BEEP!' I shot out of bed and looked around for my attacker. There's the culprit! I swear I'm going to throw that alarm clock out the window one day, I thought as I quickly ran and turned it off.
Rosalie was fast asleep on the bed next to mine. It was a Saturday so she always slept late. Don't ever try to wake her up. She can get very pissy. It's best to just let her have her way.
Unfortunately I have to work 'til noon at the library. Don't get me wrong – I love working there, but it's hard working on the weekends when I could be doing something else. Like sleeping…
I have half an hour before I had to be there. Luckily it was in walking distance. So at least I didn't have to worry about traffic, unless of course it's foot traffic.
I quickly throw on a sleeveless blue shirt and shorts before running into the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth. Once that's done I grab a water bottle out of the mini fridge and run out the door.
Of course being me I trip on the way there and scrap my knee. It hurts – I won't lie to you, but being a klutz you kind of have to get use to it.
When I first started coming to the university everyone thought I was being abused because I had so many bruises and scratches. So most people would constantly worry about me, but after a few months of my clumsiness they figured out that the only person abusing me is myself.
I walk into the library and I'm greeted with a warm smile from Angela. "Hey Bella! Trip again?" she said, pointing at my knee.
"Yes," I said blushing. Angela and I have been friends since I started college. She's tall and thin; with long, very curly, brown hair. She's actually the one who helped me get a job at the campus library. She's a really sweet friend.
"I'll go get the first-aid kit again. Sit down and stay put – I'll be right back." She said, hopping out of her chair and towards the back of the building.
I hobble into the now unoccupied chair and wait for her to return. I hear the front doors open as a student walks in. Odd, I thought, usually no one is here just minutes after opening.
"I'm amazed you haven't broken anything the whole time I've known you," surprised, I jump and turn to see Angela coming back with the first-aid kit. "You're the only person I've known who can't go a day without falling."
"What can I say? The floor and I are like this." I said, pinching my thumb and index finger together.
She laughed, pouring some rubbing alcohol onto a small cloth and dabbing at my scrap. I flinched and she gave me a sympathetic look "Sorry, I guess I was born clumsy." I say, smiling.
"Um…excuse me?" I hear a deep voice say, and I look up to see a very cute muscular guy. He's tall – at least a foot taller then my 5'4 inches. He's hair is dark and curly. I can tell he's new; he looks kind of scary and rather intimidating.
I see his eyes widen a little bit when I look at him, but I ignore it. "Can I help you with anything?"
"Uh…w-what happened to your knee?" He asks, looking down at my knee and completely ignoring my question.
I scowl, annoyed, and say, "I fell and scrapped it. Now is there anything I can help you with?"
"Yeah, where are the…computers?" He asked nervously, fidgeting with one of the buttons on his sleeve. Definitely brawn, but absolutely no brain…
"Behind you," I said, letting out a small chuckle before I could stop myself. He's face turns red and he quickly stalked off to the nearest computer.
"I think he likes you." Angela giggled.
"What makes you say that?" I ask, staring at her in confusion. If you ask me I'd say the boy was slow.
"Well he's eyes widened when you looked up and then he kept stuttering. Maybe he'll ask you out," she said, raising her eyebrows suggestively.
I grimaced "I doubt it, besides he's not really my type. I'd say he's more Rosalie's type. Did you know it's been over a year since I've been on an actual date?"
"You know you should really start saying yes when a guy asks you out. If you don't hurry all the good guys will be taken. I don't –" she started, but was cut off by a loud ring.
"It's Ben. I gotta take this," she said, hurrying off toward the back. I sighed and put my head in my hands.I'm pretty sure all the good guys were already taken.
"Hey!" I heard someone shout after several minutes of silence. I didn't look up; hopefully Angela would tell whoever was shouting to shut the hell up.
"HEY!" Someone shouted in my ear.
"Ah!" I screamed and fell out of my chair. Why me?
"Oops, sorry." said the boy from earlier. He extended his hand and helped me up.
"It's okay. Why not have a sore butt to go with my sore knee?" I half joked, smoothing my shirt.
He laughed and extended his hand again, "I'm Emmett. This is my first day here. Do you think maybe you could show me around?"
"I guess…" He smiled, walking off.
Always the weird ones…
We had arrived at Washington University last night. It had taken us a total of two hours to get all of our stuff unpacked. Emmett and I shared a dorm room, but Alice got her own. Luckily we were able to have rooms right next to each other.
This morning Alice had gone to check out the place and Emmett had gone to the campus library to see if he could find Isabella Swan. I know I should be looking for my target, but I was too exhausted from unpacking. Well at least that was my excuse.
'Ring!' The phone on my bedside table goes off and I quickly answer it without looking at the caller ID. Which is almost always a mistake.
"EDWARD! I found Isabella! What do I do?" Emmett shouted into the receiver, making my ears throb from the noise. "I mean this is the first time I've been assigned to kill a really really pretty girl. I mean I know I'm not going to kill her right away, but-"
"Emmett first of all shut the hell up! Do you want some one to hear you? And what do you mean you don't know what to do!I doubt she's that pretty. What do you think you should do?" I said, rolling my eyes.
"I DON"T KNOW! That's the problem! You're the smart one in the family! Tell me what to do!" he said, still shouting.
"Try flirting with her or ask her out. You're good in that area. Just stop calling me. I need my sleep!" I said and hung up the phone before he could say anything else. Five minutes later I was out like a candle...zzz
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A computer once beat me at chess, but it was no match for me at kick boxing. - Emo Philips
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