La clase de espanol [open]

[Isabella Swan]

Last class before lunch, I told myself. I could live with that. Only an approximate hour until I could see Edward again. I looked up, finding the verbs on the board particlarly boring today of all days. I looked at the gray light outside and sighed. School seemed such a waste when, if I had my way, I wouldn't even be using one iota of the knowledge I was hear gaining. From then on out, I would be learning what I wanted to. I would certainly have the time.

[Victoria]

We'll lure you in
Set you up
To take our fall
And now its over

Victoria considered skipping the mind numbing class that was Spanish. However, she knew that it was advisable that she at least showed her face in the class or else suspicion would be raised. Besides, there was always the fact that she could always come up with some excuse to get out of the class half way through it. Yes, that seemed like a decent compromise; the school system got just what they wanted, and Victoria wouldn't have to listen to the teacher drone on about verb tenses and new vocabulary.

Truthfully, this was one of the few classes that Victoria could zone out in without practically failing the material, not that the orange-haired vampire particularly cared just what her grades were in any class. After all, in a month or so Victoria would completely disappear from the school system's records. Besides, although it was archaic and rusty at best, Victoria had a decent handle on Spanish as a language, or at least enough to pass a high school class. The orange-haired vampire had grown up in Spain, after all, so all of the rudimentary translations from English English to Spanish and back against were even more boring than the other classes Victoria had been forced into.

However, the vampire's mood improved considerably as she surveyed just who was in her class. Only one empty seat to her left was no other than Isabella Swan, a name Victoria knew only from schemes that had been on her mind involving the downfall of the Cullens. As subtly as she could manage, Victoria moved one seat to the left under the exaggerated guise that she couldn't see the board clearly from where she was sitting.

The class most defiantly had the makings to be interesting, to say the very least.

Complex calculated overlooked and underrated
We've got this down
We've got this down

((Make a Run for It by Hit the Lights))

[Isabella Swan]

I felt cold sweat trickle down my neck at Victoria's closeness. My heart accelerated, threatening to burst as she neared me. I leaned forward, resting on my elbows. I probably bruised them from the effort. I focused as hard as possible on the conjugation of irregular verbs to avoid even looking to my right. I was likely to faint otherwise.

It would figure out nicely that the one class I didn't have with Edward Victoria was in as well. I snuck a glance at her. What did she want with me? I was sure that there were easier kills out there for her to make, and Edward's involvement seemed to disgust most vampires, not intrigue them. I knew I was safe inside the school day because of the amount of people, but what about nighttime? I couldn't always be surrounded...and Charlie...I was going to pass out. I leaned back in my chair, gasping.

Senor Gonzales turned to me expectantly. "Ms. Swan? Would you like to visit the nurse?" He eyed me concernedly. I shook my head and smiled, hopefully believably.

"No, no, I'm fine." What does she want with me?!

[Allison Silverstein]

Spanish. Following the little note written on her pass she walked into the classroom and took a seat. She took a seat on the other side of a pretty brown-haired girl and smiled softly at her as she took out her notebook. Obediently she copied down the verbs on the board even though she'd alreadystudied them. She'd skipped ahead in the workbook. Senor Gonzales was more than used to her overstudying.

Her curiosity was piqued when Senor Gonzales asked about the girl next to her. She turned to the girl who was so obviously in distress. Poor thing...was she having an episode or something? Allison wasn't sure, but she was sure that the redhead next to her had something to do with it. She was suddenly frustrated that she had been switched into Spanish 4. She didn't know a person in the room, they were all seniors. She sighed and looked at the girl next to her. "Are you okay?" she whispered. She was Senor Gonzales' pet student. He always forgave her the rare in-class conversation.

[Isabella Swan]

When the girl spoke I turned to her sharply. I knew her from somewhere--I think I remembered someone talking about her. She was some kind of intellectual prodigy (I read the app XD) or something...no way a fifteen year old would normally be in senior level classes. She had a sweet, kind face, the face someone like Angela should have. It calmed me some just to look at her. I smiled hastily, running a hand through my hair. "Oh, no...nothing," I said falsely, hoping the lie would seep into my voice so much. I was probably wrong; I was a terrible liar.

[Allison Silverstein]

She recognized the girl from somewhere; wait, wasn't she dating Edward Cullen? She was a lucky girl, then. Still, she was worried. It was just who she was to worry about other people. She had no problems, she had no business worrying about herself anyways. She rubbed her arm encouragingly. Turning back to the blackboard I spoke under my breath, hoping Senor Gonzales wouldn't catch me. "Alright, something's obviously wrong and you don't have to talk about it, but I'm guessing it's got something to do with her over there."

[Laurent]

Laurent studied the girls across the class carefully, but chose not to listen in on their little conversation instead he just stared dully at the board. There was no reason for him to be taking any spanish class he already spoke, and wrote fluent spanish, german, itailian, and many other languages he didnt really care to think of. He particually studied the younger girl thought, and let his thought wander about what she would be like as one of them. There was no doubt that the girl was smart you didnt skip 3 grades and not be smart, but he also wondered if she had any special talents, perhaps he would get to know this girl a little more.

[Isabella Swan]

I turned to the girl, surprised at her perceptivity but knowing Victoria could hear us. I put a finger to my lips, shushing her and nodded imperceptibly. I didn't want this little innocent getting involved in what was most likely an epic battle between the Cullens and the local carnivorous vampires. I shuddered to myself at the idea of getting more humans mixed up in it. I focused on not collapsing. Turning in the classroom, I saw Laurent eyeing the girl next to me. I nearly hurled. Probably wanted her as some kind of sick experiment to see how her apt mind would adapt to the change.

[Laurent]

Laurent Studied the scared look on Bella Swan as she looked back and caught hin staring Allison she probably thought that he wanted her blood, or was planning on murdering her, but no worrys need be in that department. Interested, he was simply interested in the girls intelect, and brilliant mind. He would have to get to know her, someone this smart could certainly be of great use to the team, though not right away no he would have to get to know her first, and if she was no use than he would probably never bother her again. He suddennly raised his hand, and complained as he couldnt hear from where he was, and asked if he could take the empty seat next to Allison. Then he smiled to himself like Senor Gonzales would say no, and sure enough he was on his way to the seat next to the girl. He kindly turned, and with a warm smile he whispered to the girl
"Hello my name is Laurent"

[Allison Silverstein]

She was so intent on Bella that she jumped when a deep voice boomed from the back of the room. Shyly, she turned to see an abnormally beautiful boy come and sit next to her. She smiled at him shyly--boys weren't exactly her thing, she focused a little too much on school--and turned back to the board when his quiet breath ticked her ear. She turned and was overwhelmed by the scent of him. She was only able to think because her brain fired so much faster than the average fifteen year old girl. Giving a small smile, she replied softly, "I'm Allison. Nice to meet you, Laurent." Even shy and intimidated, she was always fawlessly polite.

[Laurent]

He smiled once again, and looked up once again to make sure Senor Gonzales was still turned around. He then turned his attention back upon Allsion, once he was up close he could see that she was a pretty girl, and certainly not an average 15 year old. Anyone else wouldnt have noticed the girls shy yet confident expression to any normal person she would have just looked like a normal 15 year old girl. But not to Laurent he could see her trueself he could see that unlike every other 15 year old girl she was constanly thinking, and also unlike every other one she didnt seem to be intimidated in his presence. HE smiled once more and spoke in a calm quiet voice.
"So why is someone who is four lessons ahead paying so much to what this dull proffessor has to say?"

[Allison Silverstein]

He looked over inch of her face, scrutinizing her. She nearly recoiled but calmly remained still. She was rational: no one was going to hurt her, that was silly. She was sitting in the middle of a classroom full of people in the middle of the day. She would be fine. Copying down a few more verbs she spoke without turning to Laurent. She figured someone who knew exactly how to speak so that only she could hear would be able to pick up any sound she made. "I like school," she said softly, doodling around the corners of her paper aimlessly. "Besides, I try not to doodle much and if I copy down stuff I already know it helps." She shrugged with a sheepish smile on her face.

[Laurent]

He smiled, and could tell she was nervouse now but he still kept his cool. She truly was an interesting girl well she had to be no one just skips 3 grades, because they're boring.
"Well thats all I can do is doodle" he said holding up his notebook revealing a series of pictures that he had drawn while the boring man spoke, and wrote drully. He truly was a terrible teacher forks must not be in their all time financial high if this was all they could afford.
"Its kind of hard to concentrate when Emperor Dull is teaching the class" he laughed quietly

[Allison Silverstein]

IShe laughed softly. "They're nice doodles," she whispered back, keeping a wary eye on the teacher. She was anti-trouble, a total straight arrow. It wasn't her nature to even flirt with the possibility of detention. She turned and smiled a little bit. "Ah, he's not so bad. It's not as if you can make the conjugation of verbs all that riveting anyways, you know?" She didn't like insults...or gossip. Call her naive, but she could just be a nice person. You never know.

[Isabella Swan]

I stiffened considerably when I saw Laurent talking to the girl. I tried to make out what they were saying and cursed my human ears. Frustrated, I nudged her slightly and shook my head a little, hoping she'd know what I meant. He wasn't who she needed to be talking to. I was tempted to give Laurent the evil eye but knew that he could easily snap my neck without much effort. I forced myself to concentrate on the lesson at hand while sweat dripped down my back from being between two vampires.