Camping With the Cullens
BPOV
"Bella!" Alice cried in a melodic tone running towards me, a little faster than she should. I was on my way to the cafeteria for lunch. Alice reached me and strongly gripped my shoudlers in her dainty hands. "Bella," she said more serious now. "Alice." I mocked. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she had and idea...one I probably wouldn't like. "Stop that. Now listen! I have a wonderful idea!" she exclaimed, regaining her excitement as she spoke. She pulled her arm through mine and pulled me along to the cafeteria. "Well, Charlie is going to be fishing this weekend, so I thought you should do something with us!" she stated. "Charlie is-" I stopped as I remembered Alice's ability to see the future. He must have just gotten a call from Billy recently or she would have come to me earlier. She continued as if I hadn't spoken. "But then I thought, 'we never do anything fun when you come. We always do the same thing. So I thought we would go camping!" she said her eyes dancing and she added a gracefully skip to her step as we neared the doors. "Alice, camping?" I said nervously. I didn't think it was a good idea for a number of reasons. One, because the Cullens were vampires and the wilderness is full of small animals. Two, because there were too many of us to fit inside one tent, and a even if you could find a tent big enough it would cost a fortune. And three, because I didn't camp. When I first moved to Forks I was disgusted by all the green and plant life. I am used to it now but dirt, sticks, trees, leaves, poison ivy maybe...I don't think so. She looked at me with utter confusion. "Yes, camping." she said. I couldn't believe she didn't understand why I was worried. "Alice-you-I-animals..." I stuttered completely shocked she didn't see any problems. Understanding bloomed across her face.Finally, I thought. "Oh, Bella relax! We are going hunting on all dya on Friday! Don't worry!" she comforted, but I was still worried. Knowing me, I wouldn't come out of a camping trip unharmed. When the ground is relatively even I can't keep y balance, so dirt floors aren't going to go over well with me. We were in the cafeteria and walked over to the table where Emmet, Rosalie, Jasper, and of course, Edward sat. Edwards eyes met mine immediately when he heard the doors close-with his amazing vampire hearing- might I add. I was still worried about Alice's plan and it must have shown on my face because he stood up, unlatched Alice's arm, wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me to sit next to him at the table. "I assume Alice has shared with you weekend plans?" he said smiling that beautiful crooked smile I loved to see! Edward was just as breath-taking as any other day. His topaz eyes glistened and his pale skin looked softer than ever before. My heart was racing as I stared into his eyes and his smile widened. I blushed and nodded. Edward didn't seem worried about this weekend, so maybe it wouldn't be so bad after-all. "So Bella, you think you can survive a weekend without killing yourself?" Emmet teased, but Edward shot him a hard glance. I laughed because I wasn't sure I could and to get Edward to calm down. "I don't know...I don't think it's such a good idea..." I said hesitantly. I knew wether I wanted to or not I would have to go. Once Alice set her mind to something, there was no changing it. "Nonsense Bella!" she scolded from beside Jasper. "You can survive one weekend! It will be so much fun! We can make a fire, roast marshmallows-" "Alice,"I said with a "be serious" expression on my face and in my tone. "Well, we can help you roast them and you can them." she corrected rolling her eyes. I looked at Edward to see where he stood in all of this and he was staring beyond Emmet's shoulder with narrowed eyes. I followed his glance and found Mike Newton pointing at me but looking at an unfamiliar face. I had never seen this boy before. He looked about our age, but not knowing who someone was, was very unusual at Forks high. There were less than 400 students at the school. I gently laid my hand on Edwards arm and asked, "What? Who is he?". Edward's expression softened a little and he shifted his head towards me as he spoke, keeping his eyes on the two boys. "New kid. I believe his name is Stefan."
EPOV
Hey who's the brunette sitting with those losers? A voice said. I tuned out all the other sounds until they were a quiet buzzing and I only heard two voices. Mike's and his. My eyes shifted across the room until I found them. It wasn't his tone of voice that aggravated me, it wasn't his calling my family losers. It was him referring to the Brunette sitting with us. That's Bella Swan, Mike's voice said. Then, I heard his mind. She's hot, he thought. Hot! Like she were a cooking utensil! Besides, she was far more then that if you are not taking the term literally. I hate Cullen, Mike's thought's sneered. If I were not so concerned with "Stefan's" thought's of Bella I would have enjoyed that thought. "You like her?" Mike asked Stefan. My face hardened and I clenched my jaw tight. It was incredibly hard not walking up to Mike right now and ripping his arm off. I kicked myself (metaphorically speaking) for such a violent thought. Stefan nodded with a sheepish grin on his idiotic face. Let's see how you like me now Cullen, this game isn't over yet, Mike thought deviously. "Well, last time I checked she was with Cullen, but I think Bella's looking for someone new. She'll break it off soon, she just needs to see a little competition, that's all." Mike. I was about ready to stand up and have a chat with Mike Newton when I felt a gentle warmth on my left arm. I had completely blocked out the conversation Bella and Alice had been having about her camping trip this weekend. Bella must have seen me glaring and Mike. "What? Who is he?" she asked concerned. I kept glaring but my expressionw asn't as hard, as it was almost impossible to hold anger when Bella's soft touch broke my trance. 'New kid. I believe his name is Stefan." I said coldly pronouncing every letter in his name. "And he's not making a very good first impression."