AN: Hey guys! My name is Sky. I used to write fanfictions when I was in middle school, they were awful I try not to think about the awkward time in my life lol. But I'm back and I'm in college now so maybe this will be better than before. I hope you like it and please leave feedback in the reviews. Thanks

August 16th, 2016

Marshall Grant High School

Lone Oak, California

Edward's POV

"Thanks Linda." I smile at my favorite office lady as she hands me my schedule for senior year.

"No problem Edward. Have great year and if you need anything you know where to go" Linda says as she gives me a sad soft smile.

I see that sad smile a lot lately since my dad was forced to step down from his position as Vice Principal of my high school Marshall Grant. I won't go into the full details on why the school board made that decision. Let's just say he shared some not so appropriate texts with a not so legal student.

Her name is Angela Baker. That name just makes me angry. I hate her with all of my being. She ruined my family in more ways than one.

First, she tore my mom and dad apart. They won't legally separate, and they swear they're "working on their relationship" but I'm not as stupid as I look. I notice the hostility between them, not to mention the fact that he's hasn't slept in their bedroom since the day he was caught.

Second, we are completely broke now. My dad came to a settlement with Angela's dad, who was the one who saw the texts between them. Mr. Baker wanted $150,000 to keep quiet. That was our savings plus some. I'm working at a nearby gym just to make sure we make ends meet.

It's been kept under wraps for the most part. The only people that know are my best friends Emmett and Rose. I only told Emmett but of course he had to tell Rose because "trust is not built on secrets." They have been dating for 3 month and I'm happy for them. I'll be honest it is a bit strange because me and Rose dated for a short while around junior year. The fact that she took my virginity still creates tension between us. Sometimes I wonder if she was the one that got away.

A big loud smack on my back pulls me out of my reminiscent thoughts. I swing around to see the culprit. It's none other than the varsity running back Tyler Moore. Loud and obnoxious don't even begin to explain this clown. Yeah we're cool I guess but I would never consider this guy my friend.

"Hey Eddie Boy, I heard your pops ain't the vice principal anymore. What happened?" Tyler questioned me.

"Just some personal stuff we gotta deal with as a family you know?" I avoid eye contact because I'm such a bad liar.

"Gayyyyyyy!" the clown yells as he turns his back to me and make his way down the hallway. He turns back suddenly and yells "But hey the new VP's daughter is a senior here now. I heard she's a looker. Fresh meat!" he exclaims crudely while humping the air and smacking an invisible ass.

I shake my head and grin. I'm looking forward to meeting her. I'm bored with the girls here. I've gone through them all. Twice. Don't get me wrong, I'm a nice guy. I don't bully the weird smelly kids and I'm always respectful to my elders and shit. But I do have a reputation of being a ladies man. Not only am I good looking (thanks mom and dad) but I'm also a varsity football player. It's the formula for success in all aspects.

The bell rings and pulls me back to reality. I head to my first class and start my first day of senior year.

3rd period

The first two periods go by smoothly. Cool teachers and what seems to look like easy lesson plans for the rest of the year. Most classes are easy for me. I'm lucky enough to have parents that push me to study and succeed in everything that I do. Especially school. Plus without good grades there is no football.

My next period is attendance office TA. The ladies in the office hand pick me as their teaching assistant every year. I mean what can I tell you, even the cougars love me. As the TA I have barely any responsibilities. All I have to do is deliver call slips to students in various classes. The call slip summons kids to the attendance office and then they get grilled by the office ladies about why they skipped class. Being that it is the first day of school I don't expect to have much to do but sit on my phone.

When I walk into the office I greet everyone as normal but there is someone with their back turned to me talking to an older man, who I assume by the button up and tie is the new vice principal. She nice looking from behind. Long brown wavy hair that falls down passed her shoulders. My eyes travel down the rest of her body and see the holy grail of asses. I'm talking Kylie Jenner. Well maybe not as big and fake as Kylie's but you get the jist. It's a national treasure in yoga pants for sure.

I'm so mesmerized by the booty that I don't realize that someone is clearing their throat a little too loudly. I snap back to earth and stare straight into the eyes of a scary man.

"Hello young man," he reaches his hand out "you must be Edward, the TA. I'm Mr. Swan, the new vice principal."

I stare down at his hand for an embarrassing few moments before I take it and give it a firm shake. "Nice to meet you sir." I stutter. He motions for me to fall him to his office where the goddess now resides.

"I want you to meet my daughter Bella, she'll be a TA with you this year. If you could show her the ropes and maybe give her a tour of the school this period that would be amazing."

I look over at Bella and she smiles at me. Wow. Just wow. She's gorgeous. I will for sure take him up on his offer.

"Of course." I answer. I turn back to Bella, "You ready?"

She nods and we head out of the doors and back towards the halls. We walk silently for a moment. It's awkward at first until she speaks finally.

"So um are you like a football player?" She notices my jersey. Proudly number 4.

"Yeah, I'm the wide receiver on varsity." I smirk smugly. She doesn't look impressed. I frown and look away. Weird. Most girls would be swooning by now.

"Do you play sports?"

"Um yeah I was on the soccer team at my old school, varsity too." she says even more smug than me. Oh boy she's sassy.

After showing her around and telling her about teachers for what feels like forever the bell finally rings. It's time for fourth period, English, my favorite. I wonder what she has.

"So where are you headed?"

She brings out her schedule and says "AP English. I don't know why my dad put me in advanced classes." she frowns

"That's my class as well. I'll walk with you." We start down the crowded hallway towards room 219B. "Do you think you'll have trouble with the class?"

"English is my worst subject. I might have to get a tutor if I get super lost."

This is my shot. I'm going to tutor her right into her pants.

"Well it so happens that English is my best subject. I'll tutor you. No charge." I smirk.

"I'll just see how the first week goes. Who knows it might be easier than I think. But if not I will definitely take you up on your offer." she winks.

I'm stunned as we walk into class and she sits right next to me. People stare at her wondering who she is. Marshall Grant is a small school so a new girl is big news around here. Like Tyler said, fresh meat.

About 30 minutes into class Mrs. Cloudette is explaining what is expected of us as AP students and goes through all the essays we will write and the books we will read. Typically AP class I'm not surprised by the heavy workload.

Then I see a little piece of paper slide in front of my view. Bella is passing me a note. I pick it up and open the neatly folded note.

I think I'm gonna need that help

Bella