Words in italics are Bella's inner thoughts.
Chapter 1- The Confrontation
"Alice, do we have to go?" I don't like parties and my best friend knows that.
"Yes. We do. Why can't you cooperate for one night. One night. That's all I'm asking for" Alice says while giving me the face.
Why does she have to give me that face. The pout that makes me give her what she wants. It's a mix between a little puppy and a cute baby. Ughh!
"Ok fine. Fuck. Are you happy?" She always do this to me.
"Estatic!" She is too happy and preppy all the time."You'll love it." Doubt it.
So its the senior after party. We just graduated and everybody'd pumped for the summer and college. Hell. I know I am. I don't know about everybody else.
"This party is so sick! I'm so glad you agreed to this." You mean forced. "Just put on a happy face for a few hours. That's all I'm asking" she begged.
"I said ok." I hope I don't regret this.
"You're not going to regret this" she said. I swear she can read my mind.
The party was wild. People were everywhere. On the dance floor, by the bar, by the tv, upstairs and lights were all retro and the music was pumping. One of my favorite songs was playing "Gives You Hell" by All-American Rejects. So I started dancing.
"This is my song!" I moved to the dance floor and was getting it.
"Lets get a drink" Alice suggested. She was always the one who likes to drink while out clubbing. She's a party animal. Always wanting to have a good time.
"I want a Sprite" I said. Even though I know she's going to come back woth something completely different.
"Sure" she said dancing gracefully towards the bar. She's such a damn liar.
I was twirling and jumping and swinging my hair side to side. I was baout to see what was takign Alice so long with the drinks when I got interrupted by a tap on my shoulder. I turned around thinking it was Alice when I realized it wasn't her. I was face-to-face with the school bully and slut. Tanya Denali.
She was wearing a red, too tight dress. It was strapless and mid-thigh length. It wasn't even covering all of her breast. It even showed her butterfly tattoo on her left boob. Why the hell am I lookig at her chest! I looked back to her face that was masked with make up. She looked like a clown. Or how about a prostitute. Because she sure looked and acts like one.
"Is there a problem?" I spat at her. What's her problem? I didn't do anything to her.
"No and yes" she replied. What the hell? "I wanted to see what everyone was staring and mumbling about. Since they most definately was not looking at me." Maybe because you're a disgusting little leech. I wanted to say, but kept it to myself. There's no point in starting something with her.
I looked around and she was right. Alot of people was looking at me. The boys had something in their eyes. I couldn't point it...lust? No. Why would they be looking at me. I'm just plain old Isabella Swan. So what was it...? And the girls had what looked liuke jealousy in their eyes. Jealous of what? Me? HA! There's nothing special about me. except for my extreme condition of clumsiness.
I looked back at Tanya's face. She had the look og jealousy also.
"And what was the point of interrupting me and my dancing?" I asked in a smart-alic tone. I was getting pissed here.
"Oh Swan, don't get it twisted-" I cut her off before she could say anything more.
"May I please resume or is there something important you wanted to say?" I replied sarcastically. I don't care what she had to say.
"Oh, you must be mistaken 'cause-" she didn't get to finish her statement because Alice finally arrived with our drinks.
" Is there a problem here?" she asked while glaring at Tanya. At this point there was a crowd surrounding us.
"No there isn't" I answered.
I knew she knew what I meant because she stamped her foot and walked away. I turned back to Alice, who was giving Tanya the mean eye. I came here to have fun.
"Let's sit down" I told Alice.