Omg, hey guys! This is a story I had started a lonnnggg time ago, just never had the chance to post it on FF. I was just rummaging on my old blogspot and just saw tis as one of my blogs and thought this story has really good potential; I could turn this into a real story! Since I have better grammar now (Phew!) and spelling I'm thinking of working on it and turning it into a story. So I would like to know what you guys think of this story and if I should continue you it?
Hi my name is Isabella Swan and I have trust issues, well that's at least what my friends say. They think that I have walls to break down before I could truly trust someone. I mean come on cut me some slack! But if only they knew what I really went through when I came home, if only they really knew what I go through, if only they knew what happened when I was 14, if only they knew what happened to my mom. Then the lay off, but they show me sympathy like I want their pity-shit. I could take care of myself if my life depended on it.
Anyways you know when you get that feeling that someone was here just be yours or when you touch someone's hand and you get that electric current. I know sappy, well shoot me! But that's what only happens when I'm with Edward Cullen the school's jock, HAHA more like the school's JERK! I hate that guy he always thinks he's higher than everybody and could get or bang any chick that has a nice as or big breast.
Don't get me wrong I'm not one of those girls who have nothing and are just complaining because no one gives her the time of day. I actually get reminded by my friends such as Rose, Alice, or even Emmett at the most about how huge my breasts are. Like the other night we were all just watching so dumb movie Emmett picked when there came apart about how big this girl's boobs were when Emmett said, "Hey Bella's breast are way bigger like double-D's!"
Good thing Rose slapped the shit out of his head cause I was but about to give him a nose bleed. But one day when I was at my usual spot with my friends the bitch-it walks in comes right over to our table I could remember it like it was yesterday, maybe because it was yesterday!
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"Hey Bella!"Edward said wagging his ugly eyebrows at me. Everyone at the table stopped and stared at Edward like he had two heads, and then beamed they're heads at me.
"What do you want Edward" I said annoyed because his presents always annoys the shit out of me!
"Well you know Mike Newton is throwing a party at his place this Saturday and was wondering, well why not ask the hottest girl in the world." He said while placing is hand on my inner thigh and started rubbing it! I mean the audacity of this guy just blows me the fuck away!
I jerked his hand away, "Well maybe you should go find her, I'm sure you won't find her at this table." I said sweetly but giving him a stern look.
He sighed in frustration and placed his hand back on my thigh but this time with a slight smack to it, and then he started squeezing it with a rough rub.
"Fine wanna play hard-to-get I'll just keep trying and trying and trying..." Every time he said trying his hand got higher between my legs.
I abruptly pushed his hand away and stomped off aggravated at how rude and dumb that was, knowing I wouldn't give him the time of day worth of shit.
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I'm still mad about what he did to me I mean come on! Couldn't he just take a hint? Ugh! I have to deal with him tomorrow at school again! I went to bed late that night thinking of obstacles I could use to avoid Edward all day.
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