I wanted very much to talk to Edward. I was still angry that he wouldn’t confide in me whatever he was hiding yet I held my part of the bargain flawlessly, but no matter his reasons, he DID save my life. It’d be ridiculous to hold a grudge against him.
The morning flew by in a blur of unnecessary concern. Why can’t they just forget about the whole near accident? I’m tired of repeating myself over and over. All I can do is glare and ignore until I feel sorry for them. At least Angela is reserved and shows her concern without words. At lunch I glanced idly at the Cullen table but they never looked my way. It was almost as if they were in a closed off room apart from anything else. I dreaded the countdown to Biology. Angela gave me a warm smile and I nodded in reply. She understands so much without the need of a full report.
Edward was already seated when I entered the classroom. He was looking straight ahead and I sat in my seat next to him. I expected him to turn to me or acknowledge my presence but it was as if I were a ghost. He didn’t take any notice of me whatsoever. To show him I was going to behave myself, I greeted him. “Hello Edward.” I said. Without meeting my gaze, he turned his head a fraction toward me, nodded once, and looked away. There he was, a foot away from me and worlds apart at the same time. I gave no more notice that he existed than what he showed me. I was miserable. Even the tenor of my emails to Renée alerted her of my depression. Even in my dreams Edward ignores me. I wish I could know why but I’m not sure if I really want to know.