A/N: Okay, so here we go, first chapter. I don't have much to say, just don't take the story too seriously. ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Every character belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

Enjoy!

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Drops of glittering sweat ran down his forehead and temples. The bronze coloured hair all tousled and messy. Strands of wet hair were hanging down to his dark eyelashes. It is sex hair simply. Ugh, I just wanted to run my hands through it and never let go!

His penetrating green eyes were focused on the ceiling above him, pumping the weights with his arms - up and down, up and down. Every time he pumped the weights over his chest, his muscles grew bigger and the outlines became more defined. Someone knocked me over from behind and I jumped, coming out of my daydreaming bubble I'd created. I looked around the room. It was filled with boys doing their workouts. I was standing in the doorway ogling the sexy boy only metres in front of me, mouth slightly open, drooling and all. Red colour threatened to reach my face. I shook my head at myself and walked past the boys and into the room next to it.

"Hey, Mike!" I yelled at a rather small and scrawny boy. He was obviously very focused on the sport he was playing and didn't seem to notice me at all.

"Yo! " I shouted to get his attention. "Earth to tennis kid."

He put down his racket at the small green table and then turned to me. "It's table tennis, you idiot…" He glared at me.

"Whatever ping-pong king, here's your topic for this month's school paper." I handed him a paper, which I had scrabbled down all he needed to now. "Oh, and it's due Friday." I turned around and started walking.

Mike glanced at it quickly. "Wait, what?! It's due this Friday?" I had turned around again and I could see the panic coming over the boy.

"Yep," I said popping the "p". He glared at me once more and I just shrugged. "Don't blame me, I don't have anything to do with it anymore. Remember I quit it?" This time I walked out of the room before he could say anything else. I was finally done with the school paper, such a relief. It kept stressing me so much and I felt that I just needed to focus on my schoolwork. So, I quit it amply a month ago. Mike had to be practicing for this weekend's ping-pong tournament and hadn't been able to attend the meeting, so since I'm such a great friend I went for him.

I was now once more in the smelly boy's gym and had to threaten myself to keep going and not stopping to stare at the boys doing their workouts.

But ahh, their hot sweaty muscles…

Their sexy, tanned fucking bodi-- no, no Bella! Keep going, your almost at the door now! I tried pulling my eyes away from the bronze haired boy I'd been staring at earlier. But then my eyes literally popped out! That bastard took off his shirt! Oh such fine bo-ody… My mind sang pleased from what it saw.

NO! I. Must. Go. On. I urged myself as I finally reached my safe destination and closed the door behind me.

"Whew", I breathed out to myself and wiped the sweat away with the back of my hand. (Okay, not actual sweat.) I felt my phone vibrate in the pocket of my skinny jeans and pulled it out. The ring tone "Stronger" by Kanye West started playing. Why do I still have that one? I added a note to my must-do-list in the back of my head to change it later and then flipped the phone open. The ID caller said Alice. I pushed the green button.

"Yeah?"

"Hi Bella. Guess what!" she said and squealed happily. Moreover, loud.

"What?"

"Ohmygod, You are not going to believe me, but guess who I'm going out with tonight?!"

"Wow, who?" I said rather bored. I could practically see my pixie like little friend jump on the other side of the line. Like the over enthusiastic person she was there was no doubt there would be screaming in her next answer.

"JASPER! OMG, OMG! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!"

I pulled away the phone an arm lenght from my ear waiting for her to finish screaming.

"That's great Alice. Who's Jasper though?" I asked as the squealing noise ironed out. I started walking off to next class since this call would most certainly keep on for minutes.

"Just this super hot guy we met last Friday? Ya know, at the party." Alice tried playing nonchalant but she couldn't fool me. Especially since her last two words grew too high pitched squeals.

And yes, she started jumping again.

"Oh, that guy." I answered putting emphasis on "that". Alice had been extremely (and I don't over exaggerate) interested in him. There had been Jasper here and Jasper there all week. Very tiring and boring to listen to all day. Maybe she would stop if she finally got together with him?

He-he.

EPOV

One… two… three…

This was going good so far. Not heavy at all.

I kept going at my new weight. I noticed the door opened and someone stopped staring in my direction.

… four… five… six… seven…

Bench press is so my thing. I took a chance and glanced at the doorframe quickly, a brown haired girl stared at me, jaw dropping and all. The girl finally realized she was staring and awkwardly left for another room. I grinned to myself and kept going.

eight… ni-- Shit!My arms, this is fucking heavy!

Come on Eddie boy, do it for the girls now! I urged myself to keep pumping. You. Can. Do. It.

… ten…

CRAP! This wasn't going to work.

Five minutes later, I went back to the bench after drinking some water. Sweat was dripping all over me. I sat back down at the bench, feet on the floor. I put on my usual weight on the bar this time and pushed them to the end of the collars. I got under the bar and made sure it was under my neck. I tucked in my chin into my neck, pressed the bar over my head, and then slowly down to my chest. I lifted it up and just before my arms stretched out completely, I lowered the weight again. I made ten reps then put it down.

The door opened and the brown haired girl walked into the gym again. She looked kind of… distressed… I would guess (and I'm thinking this while grinning hugely) she was having an inner struggle weather or not to look at the boys working out.

Ugh, I might as well have some fun… I stood up and then grabbed the hem of my t-shirt and slowly, very slowly pulled it upwards - over my muscular frame and then finally over my head. I ran my hand through my hair and grinned as I heard the door close with a rather loud thud.

I laughed out loud and grinned widely.

I decided it was enough for today and since I only had free period for less then an hour more I headed for the showers. Fresh and clean, I walked out to the school corridors, very light on my feet and backpack hanging over one shoulder. It was only one period left for the day - English and I could probably just sleep through that hour. Ahh… Senior year, fan-fuckin-tastic! Oldest at our school, nope of course I mean - my school. Because yeah, I own it. Okay not literally because I'm not the owner of it and stuff you know but I'm so well respected people know better than to mess with me. The school is gigantic though so it's a lot of students going here. Hard to keep track of everyone you know.

But only one fucking school year left and then I'm off to college. Wo-hoo! College life's gonna be brilliant. I grinned cheesily at the thought and then made my way to English class.

I was right, nothing intresting happened and nothing kept my mind focused so it didn't take long before I drifted off to sleep.

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A/N: Please review, review, review! I really need to know what you think and since this is my very first story It would be great to get some response... :) It's short, yes so sorry about that. I hope you liked it though! :D xxHanna