Prologue
7 am, waking up in the morning… I sang in my head as I opened the door, a granola bar in hand. On the way to school, I was wearing black skinny jeans, a long-sleeved black-and-white striped shirt, and my black converse shoes. With my hair up in a ponytail with a black scrunchie holding it up, I walked over to my truck, but nearly shit my pants when I heard a loud ass beep coming from the street.
"Get the hell in here, Bella!" Alice laughed. Yes, Alice Cullen, my best friend.
Alice is one of the most energetic people you'll ever meet. She's clever, she's short (shorter than me, and I'm 5'3"), she has spiky hair that goes in all directions, and she's fun. But she's also-
"C'mon Bella, or I'll give you a makeover all day Saturday!" Alice sang. She drove a yellow Porsche- that's the only thing I could tell you about the car- and it drove too fast for my liking. But I walked over to the car anyway. Makeovers weren't my thing.
Now that I think about it, why in the hell was I singing that freaking song "Friday"?
'Cause seriously, I had no reason to be singing that…
Seriously.
As we drove to school, Alice rambled on about how she'd been shopping all summer, not missing a beat or stuttering. I don't even think she was breathing…
"So, what'd you do for the summer?" Alice asked excitedly.
Hmm, what did I do for the summer? All I did was sit at home, but I did visit Renee in Jacksonville once.
Renee is my… not-so-bright mother.. She'd lose every thought she'd have, and move on to the next thing. I'm starting to think that I was the parent, and she was the child. But alas, she met Phil, a minor league baseball player, and apparently he was the love of her life. But Phil, being a baseball player got promoted, and he had to travel somewhere else. I think it was Europe. I could see that Renee wanted to go with him no matter how many times she insisted that she needed to stay with me. So I packed up and moved with my dad, Chief Swan. Yep, my dad's a cop. He's actually at work right now.
I told Alice what I had done for the summer.
"Sounds boring." she deadpanned. Suddenly she pouted. "Rosalie and I are going shopping this weekend, and I was wondering if-"
"No Alice, I'm not going shopping." I groaned. We were already pulling up to the school, and as we got out the car she linked her arm with mine.
"Well, what are you gonna wear to the party?" she asked innocently.
Party..? Alice, you're already driving me fucking crazy!"
"Uh, what party?" I asked hesitantly. This girl is too sneaky for her own good…
Alice grinned at me and started walking faster. We were walking towards Jasper, her boyfriend of 3 years. Jasper has honey blonde hair with hazel eyes, so I could see why she liked him. But she didn't only like him for his looks. His calm atmosphere will put you at ease, and he has his way with getting people's feelings to change- negative or not.
When we reached Jasper Alice pecked him on the lips and said "Hi." It was like freshman year all over again.
He kissed her back and replied "Hey Ali." He wrapped his arm around her shoulder. He turned to me and smiled, putting his hand up. Just as I was about to high-five him, I heard a whack and something was stinging...
My ass.
With my face burning, I turned around to see who the culprit was. And, of course, it was none other than Edward fucking Cullen.
He grinned at me and said, "Sup, Swan?" before walking away like nothing had happened. Jasper was laughing with tears streaming down his face, while Alice looked like she was thinking of sedating me.
That asshole!
Edward Cullen is the cockiest bastard on Earth. His eyes were piercing green, his hair made him look freshly fucked, and it was a messy, bronze-colored mop. He acted as if he could do no wrong, yet that's all he ever does, and has done.
Wrong, wrong, wrong, Cullen.
But the thing that annoys me the most? He's too damn sexy.