Name: Shattered Glass
Characters belong to Stephenie Meyer
I sat with my head down, letting my hair fall to obscure my face, refusing to make eye contact with anyone. I didn't want to be in this class, it was a requirement for graduation. The majority of the class was male, always on the prowl, and not what I needed in my life at this time. I was putting in my time just to receive the piece of parchment saying I was suddenly qualified to do something for life.
I glanced at the clock to see it was moving at a mind numbing pace, and couldn't help but sigh from the pain monotony was bringing.
"Hey," a young man called out to me.
I turned to see a tall, pale man, with haunting eyes, sitting next to me staring. I didn't respond, only held his gaze until he finally spoke.
"You want to be lab partners?"
I shook my head back and forth quickly, causing him to frown. He wasn't used to being told no, and it surprised him. I was not in the mood for some pretty boy's temper tantrum and braced myself for the onslaught of choice words he would call me.
"Why?" he asked.
"Ask someone else," I said before going back to my book.
"I asked you," he pushed.
I sighed and kept my eyes down before shaking my head back and forth. He wasn't being rude, but he was being persistent. I guess I was going to have to be the one to be rude.
"Is there something wrong with me?" he chuckled.
"I'm sure there is, but that is not why I won't be your partner. I work alone," I clarified.
"Are you listening? The professor said we have to choose partners," he added with a little more force.
"Fine, be my partner, but I work alone."
He didn't speak and I finally lifted my head to look at him. He was smiling, with a funny crooked smile I am sure was meant to melt my heart. "Oh please," I said as I rolled my eyes.
"I'm a straight A student, you would be lucky to have me as a partner," he laughed.
"Are you saying I look stupid?" As soon as the words left my mouth I wanted to take them back. I didn't care what he meant; I just wanted him to go away.
"No," he laughed again, "just unlucky."
Boy, that was an understatement. My full name should be Unlucky Bella Swan; the girl fate had chosen to screw over in life. I was trying to take control of my situation and plan for something better. The last thing I needed was some smooth talking Romeo to tell me how lucky I would be to have him as a partner.
"Listen, Rico Suave, I'm sure there are plenty brain-dead blond bombshells for you to talk the panties off of, so please get on with it and leave me alone."
He laughed loudly and it angered me that he found my remark funny. It was meant as anything but funny. I scooted my chair over to be further from him and went back to my reading.
"Hey," he called out again, but I kept my head down.
"Hey, Elvira," he chuckled.
I still refused to answer and he began moving his chair closer to mine. My head spun around, and I stuck out my arm to keep him from invading my space.
"Are you mentally deficient," I said hatefully.
"I told you I am an A student," he announced.
"So, you're an idiot savant?"
His head fell back in laughter and it almost made me smile. He was much more dangerous than I originally thought and I forced myself to harden the fortification around my heart. He was terribly good looking and had a fun, optimistic personality. I'm sure most girls on campus would be panting to be his partner.
"I only want to tell you something," he said still laughing.
"Enlighten me," I said dryly.
"I don't like blonds," he stated.
"Well, congratulations, now go away."
"In fact," he continued despite my loud sigh, "I only like brunette's with attitude."
"This cannot be happening," I said to myself as I stood to leave the classroom.
I marched with total indignation toward the library, determined if he followed to make sure he couldn't speak to me. I was relieved to see he was nowhere in sight when I sat my laptop on the table. I continued on with my reading, lost in the concentration, when something entered my field of vision, obscuring the book.
I pulled back to see a label attached to a hand that read, "Edward and Bella, Lab 2050 10:40."
I grabbed the label and easily ripped off the words 'Edward and', before handing it back to him, keeping the end with my name.
He laughed and I could smell the peppermint gum he was chewing. I stared at him, without so much as a smirk, and he somehow took it to mean I had invited him to sit. He looked at me for a minute and then scooted his chair closer to whisper to me. I refused to respond when his mouth came slowly to my ear.
I'm sure that move had left many girls swooning, but Bella Swan does not swoon. In fact, Bella Swan punches, and if he doesn't back the hell up he was going to learn the very effective moves Police Chief Swan has taught me.
"I have a whole page full of labels," he whispered, "if you want to destroy them all you will have to come to my apartment."
"Oh, may I," I said with a high bubble-headed voice. "And maybe while I'm there I will accidently fall onto your bed with my skirt over my head."
"Why," he said dropping the smile, "do you have coordination issues?"
If he only knew how often I tripped on flat surfaces he would know exactly how true his statement was. I blushed and he chuckled knowing he finally broke through my hard exterior. "Not a gymnast I take it?" he asked.
"Edward, is it?"
"We can play this game all day, but I really want to study and I really want you to go away, so what do you want?"
"Well, now I want to play this game all day," he said seriously.
"You're an only child aren't you," I asked already knowing the answer.
His smile increased, "Yeah, how could you tell?"
"Because only children are either very focused or spoiled as hell. I am one, you are the other."
"Do your parents know you are spoiled as hell?" he asked as he laughed.
I let out a rush of air in total exasperation. "Listen, I am going to be very open with you, and not because I find you charming or irresistible. You are a barnacle that I need to scrape off, so here goes…I don't want a lab partner. I am capable of doing it on my own and would prefer doing it that way. I am not looking for a friend, or a buddy,or someone to share my college experience with. I don't do the whole movie night, pizza study sessions, and I have no interest in you or your life. Please, leave me alone."
"Do you have any idea how much I want you right now?" He said as he sat leaning with his cheek on his hand.
"Do you have a death wish," I said in frustration.
"Okay, let me see, no lab partner, no movies, no pizza, no talking about my life, so I guess that only leaves one thing…sex."
"I wouldn't have sex with you if you were the last man in all of Seattle."
"Are you a dike?"
"Will it make you leave if I say yes?"
"Naw, I would probably just ask if I could watch."
"Go home, little boy," I said in disgust.
"This is the most fun I've had in ages. I'm so glad were going to be lab partners." He grabbed his backpack and began walking out of the library.
I watched him walk away as I seethed at the thought of having to see him on a regular basis. He was so arrogant, that wasn't even the correct word, confident would be a better way to describe him, or maybe cocky. I was debating which adjective would best sum him up when he turned around and caught me watching him. He smiled widely and winked at me.
I flipped him off, only causing him to smile wider. I turned to pull up the lab we shared, to see if there was another possible time open. I felt sick to my stomach to see it was the only one that would fit my schedule. I could tell this was going to be a long semester.
I was headed to my apartment when my cell phone rang. I looked at the ID to see my dad's face smiling up at me. "Hi dad," I answered.
"Hi, Bells. Good day?"
"It was until an hour ago. I have some lame guy who thinks he is Romeo or something trying to be my lab partner."
"Do you need me to pick him up and scare him a little?"
"I doubt you have jurisdiction in Seattle, dad."
"No, but I have friends who do," he laughed.
"Well, hold off a bit and let me see if I can handle him first. If not, you have free reign to beat him with a rubber hose."
"How are you sleeping, honey?"
"I just want to see if there has been any progress. I'm not trying to smother you or anything."
"I'm fine, grades are good, and job is going well, only hic up is the annoying lab guy." I was really hoping he didn't notice how I didn't mention anything about sleep. I was able to get a few hours here and there, but sleeping soundly through the night was not something I had been able to master.
"I'll call you tomorrow," he said with a sad voice, telling me he caught the whole sleep thing.
"Great, talk to you soon."
I hung up and grabbed my apron as I headed to the counter of the small book store/coffee shop I worked in. "Hi, Jess," I said to the girl waiting for me to relieve her.
"Oh good, you're here. Don't get mad at me, okay?" she said in one of her disgustingly fast sentences she always used. I simply nodded, knowing she would continue talking anyway.
"I didn't give out any information and he didn't really ask for any, he just wanted to know if you were at work yet and I said, 'can I get you some coffee?' and he was like, 'no, I'll wait for Bella,' and I was like, 'you will be waiting for over twenty minutes.'"
"Who?" I interrupted her.
"Me," a voice came from right behind me.
I spun around to see Edward smiling and holding out a twenty dollar bill. "I want a cup of coffee," he said to my stunned face.
"Go to 7-11," I said as I headed to the back of the store.
I heard Jessica gasp and Edward say, "she's hot for me."
I couldn't help but think of what a great couple they would make. Jessica would worship the ground he walked on and he could get her to do anything he wanted by flashing one of his smiles. I was at a loss as to how to handle the guy. I was so rude and he only persisted. Maybe I would have to get my dad involved.
I heard the little bell over the door ring and really hoped Edward had left. I came to the front to find a tall, blond guy, walking over to sit with Edward. He never looked in my direction and I wondered if they had hung out here before and I had just never noticed.
I turned to walk into the back again when Edward called out to me.
"Bella, can we have some service?"
I walked slowly back to their table and looked at the other man. "Please, take him home and out of my hair."
"Bella," Edward smiled, "this is my best friend, Jasper. Jaz this is my lab partner, Bella."
"I'm not his lab partner," I said, speaking only to the other man.
"I'm not his best friend, either," he winked.
I couldn't help but laugh, and instantly wondered if this wasn't some routine they had practiced many times before.
"If I get you coffee I should warn you not to drink it, because I plan on poisoning him," I said to Jasper as I pointed with my head toward Edward.
"He's an irritating ass isn't he?" Jasper said.
"I'm stunned you will even sit in close proximity to him," I laughed.
"I'll tell you a secret," Jasper said leaning closer to me. "He's filthy rich."
I felt I was becoming part of their pick up routine, so I began backing away from the table as I spoke, "Come on guys, leave me alone and go somewhere else."
Jasper looked at Edward in surprise and they both stared at each other for a moment. "Come on, Edward, let's leave her alone."
I heard the bell sound and looked up to see them walking out the door. I was relieved and hoped it would give him the signal once and for all I was not interested in him. I was leaning over to unload a box of new books when my necklace fell from my shirt to dangle in my face. I looked at the small pictures in the locket of the two most important people in my life.
My mom was not smiling in hers, but looking eerily right into my eyes. Jake had a huge smile on his face, hurting more than I could ever imagine. I missed them both terribly and would never get over the fact it was all my fault they were gone. I would have to live with the memory of killing the two people I loved the most in the world.
I ended my shift at the store and locked up. I walked down the sidewalk to see a figure against the wall. I tensed and moved to the far side of the walk and under the street lights. My hand tightened around the mace I had in my pocket and I picked up my tempo.
The man began walking behind me, keeping pace with my steps, but never coming closer. My heart rate picked up and I was mentally preparing for a fight when a sudden calm spread through me. Maybe this was what I had been hoping for? Hopefully it would be fast and painless. I stopped walking and spun around to face the creep in the shadows.
He glared at me and I cringed at the sight of his long greasy hair and pock marked face. "Are you following me?" I demanded.
He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly looked beyond me and began backing up. I was afraid he would lunge at me if I looked away, so I continued to stare until I heard footsteps behind me. I looked back to see Edward, staring down the man backing away.
"Oh, great," I exclaimed as the man ran off.
"You shouldn't walk alone at night, Bella," Edward suggested rather forcefully.
"Since when did 8:30 become dangerous," I said as I began walking.
He stayed with me and I wanted to pummel him. "You never know what kind of sicko's are out there."
"The same kind I have in my lab class apparently," I mumbled.
"Can I ask you something seriously?" he asked.
I spun around to face him, "No, you can't. We are not having a moment here, Edward. I am not thinking you are a big strong man who saved me from the scary dark. I am begging you to leave me alone."
He stared at me for a moment without speaking, so I shook my head and began walking again.
"I only wanted to know if you could work tomorrow since Lauren called in sick."
"What?" I asked him in confusion.
"My dad owns the shop and Lauren called in sick. Can you work her shift?"
"You're Edward Cullen?"
"I should have known. Only my life can suck this badly," I said as I walked away.