Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight
Emmett POV:
I looked at my clock and groaned. I had a few minutes before I had to leave for school. I put on my favorite t-shirt and best pair of jeans before grabbing my backpack. I hated school, but if I didn't pass then I wouldn't be able to keep the full ride scholarship to the University of Michigan.
I grabbed a pop tart from the cupboard before leaving my mom's house and driving to school in my Cougar. I had gotten it as an early graduation present from my dad. He felt guilty about not being in my life as much since he and my mom split a few years ago. I wasn't complaining. I got tons of free stuff since he was a CEO of this big company.
When I arrived at school, I gave my girlfriend, Rosalie, a big hug and headed inside. She and I didn't like PDA so we kept it under wraps. Hell, everyone knew that I was dating her and they wondered why I didn't show it off. I didn't care.
I walked inside, five minutes before the bell was to ring and saw the fag-man himself, Jasper Whitlock. There was just something about this kid that made me want to punch his face in. He was weird enough with how he dressed and what music he listened to. Besides, he was a total emo. I once glanced at his wrists and sure enough, there was a multitude of red lines.
I could tell that he had seen me because he tried to avoid me. I wasn't going to let that happen any time soon. "What's up fag!" I laughed, pushing him into the lockers before making my way toward my homeroom. The bell rang as he hissed and limped away from me. I didn't care, making his life horrible was what I thrived upon.