A/N: Alright. Here it is. My first attempt at writing a multi-chapter fic... in an entirely different fandom. We'll see how this goes...

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any other things in this story from various pop culture references which you might recognize.

Bella POV

I'm not sure how it got this far.

It was so long ago that this all actually started... and yet, here I am.

As we stand across from one another, each willing the other to cave first, I reflect on how twisted this whole relationship actually is.

I don't even really like him – Most of the time, at least.

What started as a mutual acceptance of the other's presence has somehow morphed into this mangled quasi-relationship in which we both secretly acknowledge that we are attracted to one another and refuse to be the first shoe to drop.

You see, from the very beginning, this wasn't supposed to happen.

And by "wasn't" I actually mean, "it absolutely could not happen in a million years."

Why is that?

Well, I don't think I would do too well in prison.

Not saying that's where I would end up, but I would, at the very least, end up a social pariah... with a felony charge.

Because that's what it is. Or was. A felony.

Apparently, having a relationship with your student is definitely not looked upon favorably.

End Note: Good? Bad? What has happened? Probably not what you think...