Chapter 1:
BPOV
Two words: junior year. Also known as the uncomfortable hell where your mind tells you you're almost out when really you aren't even close. Well, at least I have my younger sister Rosalie here to keep me sane like she always does. She and I are barely in the same grade, being ten months apart, but we act like twins. I look over and smile at her in the passenger seat as I drive into the parking lot of Forks Washington High School.
"What?" she asks, questioning my strange smiling. I shake my head.
"Oh, nothing. I just don't know what I'd do without you, Rose," I state sentimentally. She smiles back and I grab the keys out of the ignition.
"Well, here we go," she says with a sigh. I exhale preparing for the long year that lies ahead. She looks at me and I nod. We circle around the car and meet, like a backwards fork in the road. Rose links her arm in mine.
"Hey, Rose?" I ask as we approach the school.
"Yeah?" she replies.
"What happened to Jasper? You guys are still together?" I ask, sincerely wanting to know. She hissed quietly.
"No way, Bells. I found him with that girl Alice Jay at the movies totally going for it," she explains obviously hurt. I gasp. They had been going steady since the eighth grade.
"The senior, Alice Jay? While you guys were still together?" I acquire, dumbfounded. Rose gravely nods her head. "Oh, Rose. I'm so sorry, hon," I apologize, unlinking our arms and pulling her into a hug.
"Eh, don't worry about it. I'll find some new guy that will be twice the man Jazz was!" she cries happily. Hey, at least she isn't crying on me.
"Make that ten times!" I exclaim. We giggle all the way to the doors of the school.
After my first two classes, I head off to biology. I have to walk all the way across campus to get to the lab. I hustle into the room just as the final bell rings to see everyone already seated with a partner. I scan the room for someone I know. I see my old childhood friend, Jacob Black sitting at his own table in the back corner and I go toward there to sit with him.
"Not so fast Miss… Swan," my teacher calls, searching for my name.
"Oh, I'm sorry sir. Do you mind if I take this seat?" I ask politely. Jake nods and smiles at him.
"Yeah, I don't think so," he says cynically. He then whacks his plastic clip board on a desk with an auburn haired boy sitting there. He is alarmed by the loud noise the clipboard makes and sits up abruptly, rubbing his eyes. "You'll be seated by… Mr. Cullen," he explains. He then writes some small mark on his clipboard.
"But, Mr. Molina—" Jake starts.
"Not another word, Mr. Black, unless you want to start this year off with a big, fat detention," Mr. Molina warns. Jake goes silent, looking up apologetically at me. I shrug and sullenly march to my seat next to Edward Cullen, Jasper's best friend. I try my hardest to ignore him but he insistently speaks.
"Hello, Bella," he greets me. I nod to him, blocking him from my eyes by tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "That's all I get?" he asks playfully. I snicker sarcastically he laughs. "So tell me about yourself. If we're going to be sitting together all year, I suggest we don't hate each other." I turn toward him, annoyed.
"Eddie, don't talk to me. I really don't like your crowd," I thrash blankly. He remains silent for a second before letting out a snicker.
"Eddie?..." I ignore his follies. He presses on. "Oh, and what crowd is it that you're talking about?" he asks.
"I'm talking about your evil friends, Eddie," I state sourly. He draws back, confused.
"What?" I sigh in frustration.
"Let's just say that a certain friend of yours broke my sister's heart, kay?" I lay out flatly. I let him think for a moment.
"Jasper…" he finally realizes.
"Yes, so I'd rather no go sleeping with the enemy," I explain.
"Wait I never said I was sleeping with you…" Edward says with fake confusion. I look over, disgusted and he winks.
"Ugh, pig," I spit at him as the bell rings.
"That doesn't mean I don't want to!" I hear him yell from his seat as I walk out the door. I shout at him in disgust.
"Whose butt do I need to kick?" I hear from behind me. I turn around and see Jake trying to catch up to me.
"Oh my gosh, Jake! Why can't I just sit with you?" I ask, irritated. He pulls me into a great bear hug.
"I know. Mr. Molina is totally bogus," he makes fun with a surfing accent. I giggle at him. "Anyway, so what did old Cullen say that can finally give me cause to beat him or Jasper up for Rosalie?" he asks. I laugh although he's more than likely serious.
"Oh, he's just annoying; like all guys really." Jake looks up, fake pain on his face. "Well, except for you Jakey-Wakey!" I say through thick cheeks, grabbing his right cheek between my fingers.
"Ouch!" he exclaims as he reaches up and rubs the spot that I grabbed. I laugh at him and the lunch bell rings.
"C'mon. Let's go get something to eat," I tell Jake. A smile illuminates his face.
"Hooray!" he shouts as we walk through the doors of the cafeteria. It is buzzing and energized just as all cafeterias seem to be. I search around for Rosalie and catch a glimpse of her bobbing blonde hair. I grab Jake's hand and pull him toward where she's sitting. He clumsily follows behind. We weave through all the people and finally arrive at Rose's table. Sitting on the other side of the circular table across from Rose is a large burley boy who seems to have a permanent smile painted on his face. Not bad I think to myself glancing at him as I sit down next to Rose and Jake next to me.
"Bella, this is Emmett. He just transferred here from a private school, but his brother's been coming here since ninth grade," Rose explains. I wave at Emmett and say hello and he does the same. He and Jake exchange high fives as they introduce themselves.
"Thanks for letting me sit here though, I really had nowhere else to go because I hate the guys my bro hangs out with," Emmett tells us.
"Who is your brother?" I ask. He opens his mouth to answer when someone walks up behind him.
"I can answer that!" Edward cries standing in between Emmett and Jake. You have got to be kidding me! I scream in my head. He locks eyes with me for a second. "Bella!" he exclaims. He walks in between Jake and me, his tray in his hands. "Hey, man, scoot over," he commands Jake. Jake ignores him and continues eating. Edward moves in between me and Rosalie, then. "Hey, Rose, can you scoot down one?" he asks more politely. Seeing that the only seat beside her is directly next to Emmett, I already know the answer.
"Sure!" she chirps sliding casually next to Emmett. Edward smirks as he takes a seat next to me.
"Really?" I whisper at Edward so no one else can hear.
"Truly," he whispers back with a smug, triumphant smile. I roll my eyes and turn to Jake. We start talking about the new car that Jake is rebuilding when Edward butts in.
"So are you guys like a thing?" he asks like a smart ass. Jake's jaw clenches and I hear his teeth grit against each other. I mouth at Jake to ignore him but Edward presses on. "You guys make a cute couple." I spin around and give him a death glare. All he does is laugh at my expression. I feel Jake stand up behind me.
"Why don't you just get out of here?" he asks in a hostile tone.
"Nah, you'd miss me too much," Edward responds coolly with a mischievous smile. Jake steps around me and stands over Edward, his hands balled up in fists.
"No, actually we wouldn't," Jake hisses through his teeth.
"Well maybe you wouldn't but we both know Bella would," he states. I glare at him angrily when suddenly he reaches his head in and his lips meet mine. I start pulling away when I just stop my resisting. I am in complete peace and harmony as his lips move with mine. I feel my eyes close. All of a sudden, his lips are torn from mine with Jake's fist. I gasp and Edward's hand flies to his cheek where Jakes fist met him.
"Jake!" I shout, leaning down to Edward.
"Bella, he kissed you against your will! And you don't even care!" he yells angrily. I look up disappointedly at him.
"Yes, Jake, but that was hardly necessary." Then I take Edward and put his arm around my shoulder, walking him out of the cafeteria. I look over at him. Blood is flooding out of the left corner of his mouth.
"Oh, God, Edward," I say worriedly. "You shouldn't have done that…" I whisper timidly. Edward just smiles.
"It was worth it," he responds with a sincere, warm grin. I smile back, to my surprise and we continue to the nurse in a surprisingly comfortable silence.