Our Breaking Point // edward cullen

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"Haven't you ever seen snow fall before?" Mike asked her in a shocked expression at what she had just answered with.

"Sure she has," I paused. "On TV." Mike laughed. And then a big, squishy ball of dripping snow smacked him in the back of the head.

Bella, Mike, and I turned around to see where it came from. I had my suspicion about Eric, he was walking away, his back towards us—in the wrong direction for his next class. Mike apparently had the same notion. He bent over and began scraping together a pile of snow.

"I'll see you at lunch, okay? Come on, cadence, we gotta get to class." Bella then grabbed me by the arm and dragged me off to class.

It was lunch already and I was zoned out again. Everyone was asking if I was okay. luckily, Bella had to make an excuse for them so that they would be too worried about me. i was grateful for bella in all honesty. if i had

"What's with Ems?" I could hear Jessica ask someone at the table. "Nothing." Bella answered. "She's just a little sick."

"Isn't she hungry?" Eric asked.

"She'll be okay." Is all Bella said and everyone went back to talking. Bella checked up on me now and then but I couldn't shake the feeling of Edward. I was drawn to him somehow.

I finally started talking some. Bella went and got me a soda saying I should drink something. Mike kept asking me if I was okay. I told him I was feeling under the weather. But I was wondering if I should play it up and escape to the nurses office for the next hour. I decided against it though.

I decided to permit myself one glance at the Cullen family's table. If he was glaring at me, I would skip biology. I kept my head down and glanced up under my lashes. None of them were looking this way. I lifted my head a little.

They were laughing. Edward, Jasper, emmet, all had their hair entirely saturated with melting snow. Alice and Rosalie were leaning away as emmet shook his drilling hair toward them. They were enjoying the snowy day, just like I was.

Only they looked like a scene from a movie than the rest of us. But, aside from the laughter and playfulness, there was something different, and I couldn't quite pinpoint what that difference was.

I examined Edward the most, carefully. His skin was mess pal, i decide, flushed from the snow, maybe the circles under his eyes less noticeable. But there was something more. I pondered, staring, trying to isolate the change.

"Emma, what are you staring at?" Jessica asked, her eyes following my stare. I dropped my head, letting my hair fall into my face. I was sure, though, in the instant our eyes met, that he didn't look harsh or unfriendly like he had the last time I'd seen him.

he looked merely curious again, unsatisfied in some way. bella intruded my thoughts by leaning down to my level, whispering in my ear, "Edward Cullen is staring you." bella giggled in my ear.

i sighed, only feeling a bit flustered, "he doesn't look angry, does he?" i couldn't help but ask. he always gave me this look as if he hated me or something. it made me feel uneasy and uncomfortable at times.

she looked confused by my question, "should he be mad at you?" she paused before i could answer, knowing that i'd overthink it, "and no. he doesn't look angry." she reassured me.

"i don't think he likes me," i confided. i still felt queasy. i put my head down on my own arm.

jessica sighed, "the cullens don't like anybody..well, they don't notice notice anybody enough to like them. but he's still staring at you." she cut in, making me even more flustered.

"stop looking at him," i hissed.

she snickered, but looked away. i raised my head enough to make sure that she did, contemplating violence if she resisted.

mike interrupted us then—he was planning an epic battle of the blizzard in the parking lot after school and wanted us to join. jessica agreed enthusiastically. the way she looked at mike left little doubt that she would be up for anything he suggested.

bella kept silent. of course i agreed. i loved the snow. yes, it may be cold but i love it either way.

after lunch bella, mike and i walked into biology. we sat down in our seats, everyone except for bella groaned. it was raining, which meant every trace of snow would be gone. poof. like it was never there.

class didn't start for a few minutes, and the room buzzed with conversation. i kept my eyes away from the door, doodling idly on the cover of my notebook.

i heard very clearly when the chair next to me moved, but my eyes stayed carefully focused on the pattern i was drawing. i knew in fact that it was edward.

i couldn't help but think at lunch how we made eye contact for a quick second.