"So, do we have a deal?" Edward Cullen asks, hands in his pockets as he watches me.
Edward Cullen had just handed me my fantasy on a sliver plate. The deal? He would make all the bulling stop, look after me, help me with my school work, teach me to drive and give me his old car... for English tutoring and sex.. That's all he wanted; sex and tutoring. He had grabbed my hand in the hallway, pulling me out to the forest saying that it was important and, of course, I willingly followed him. But it wasn't just a one-time sex thing, it was sex whenever he wanted it.
He knew that I was in desperate need of a car to get around to work and school, but also needed to be given lessons. He knew I was struggling with my Math and Spanish work and in danger of failing both, and he was brilliant at both. Of course he was, he went on holiday to Spain every year for a month and just seemed to be a mathematical genius. He also knows of me being bullied, picked on because I ride my little bike to school; one I had saved up for months for. Edward's the popular guy that has a bad side, making no one want to mess with him; they'd defiantly listen.
But do I agree? He wants sex with me. People would be screaming at me, asking why the decision is taking so long, of course I should say yes; what sane girl would turn down the hottest guy at school?! Only, I've never had sex before... Is it worth giving up my virginity just to make my school life better? Fucking Edward has been a dream of mine though, a frequent one that's been reply for at least since I was fifteen, three years ago. The English tutoring is no big deal, that's an easy thing to do. I've tutored people before, back in Phoenix. That was actually pretty easy.
"Yes" I hear myself saying. Its as if the words didn't really leave my lips, like someone else had invaded my body and responded to him.
"Good" he smiles.
Stepping forward, he grabs me by the front of my jacket and pulls me closer to him. His lips press against mine, making my lips mould to the shape of his with his firmness. I run my hands up his arms, gripping the back of his neck to hold him to me. I push up on my tip-toes, pushing to get closer to him as he runs his tongue across my lips; requesting access that I quickly grant. His tongue quickly slides into my mouth, gliding along my tongue and, embarrassingly, makes me moan.
Edward pulls back, looking down at me. "Wait for me after school, you can have you're first driving lesson and then I'll drop you off at home."
"What about my bike?" I ask, my eyebrows pulling down. "I can't just leave it here."
"Put it in the back of the car" he chuckles. "Really, Bella, you can be such an idiot sometimes."
"Shut up!" I blush, looking down.
"I'll see you later, babe" he says, lifting my chin to give me a quick kiss before walking away.
Shit, Edward Cullen just kissed me! Oh, my god! My legs feel slightly like jell-o, wobbly and not quite there. Take a few deep breaths, I start to make my way back to the school. My hearts still beating at an alarming speed but I just couldn't slow it down! The kiss still lingered in my mind. I could still feel his lips against mine, his hands holding me to him and his tongue slid meet mine. Stop thinking about it, Bella, you're going to make yourself pass out!
Just as I make it onto school grounds, an alarm goes off. My hearts speeding again, only this time for a different reason. Have I been caught? No, there are student's leaving the building and heading towards the fields. Fire alarm then, has to be. Catching a glance of Angela, I quickly pushing into the mass of students and head her way.
"What's going on, who started the alarm?" I ask as I reach her side, taking her hand so we can't get pushed apart.
"I have no idea. We were in English and then boom!" Angela replies, shrugging her shoulders. "Where were you anyway?"
"I went to the nurse" I lie quickly, turning my head away to hide my blush.
"Lucky, Kelps decided to go on a huge history lecture" she sighs, rolling her eyes. "I hate when he does that."
"I know, he can never stay on subject" I agree with a nod.
We walk onto the dull green field, everyone lining up in the correct formation. I stand in the row for my home-room. I stand behind Tyler Ross, the creepy boy who likes to pick his nose a lot and in front of prim and proper Stacy Tuent. Near the front of the line is Edward Cullen with his sister Alice and brother Emmett. Their adopted siblings, Rosalie and Jasper Hale, we separated from them by around nine people. With her last name being Webber, Angela is the second last person from the back, with Lori Yolan and Eric Yorkie behind her, and five people behind me.
I fold my arms over my chest, bouncing slightly to warm myself up as I wait for the register to be took. Miss Meers, our home-room teacher, is shouting over the many voices being thrown around the field, trying to get everyone to be quiet. Of course, being the small and dainty woman she is, no one pays her any notice. Bless. She looks ready to pull her hair out in anger, her voice turning to a squeak in stress. For a woman with twenty years teaching experience, she isn't doing very well.
Being the angel she is, Jessica Stanley leaves her spot of two people behind me and walks to the front. She put a hand on the teachers shoulder, whispering a few worlds before taking the clip-board. Of course, all the boys had stopped talking as she walked pass, shaking her hips to gain attention. Okay, maybe not all the boys. Jasper still spoke to his sister and Emmett and Edward continued talking, Emmett's voice audible over everyone else's.
Jessica shouts over the remaining voices, telling everyone to 'can it'. Swing her hips, she walks back down the line slowly, ticking off peoples names. She stops at two girls, Sophie Dade and Rebecca Miller, snapping at them for not being in the correct order before carrying on. Pulling a face behind her back, Rebecca moves back to the place she's meant to be in the line. When she stands beside me, she looks down her nose as her eyes scan over me.
Its a well known fact that Jessica Stanley has not been my biggest fan since I moved here five months ago. I had immediately been accepted into a group consisting of Mike Newton, Tyler Crowley, Eric Yorkie, Ben Cheney, Angela and herself. Mike showed some interest in me at the beginning which made Jessica jealous. I don't know why though, I never returned his feelings, I find him a little annoying.
Once Jessica has given the clip-board back too Miss Meers, everyone starts to walk away. I walk beside Angela, looking around and noticing our class was the only one left of the field. Edward catches my eyes and, as I watch, he sends me a wink with a knowing smirk before facing forward and continuing walking.
"I bet it was Torrington who pulled the alarm" Tyler Crowley guessed as he and the other boys joined us. "Did you see how shift he looked?"
"Dude, he was on the other side of the field, how could we?" Ben rolls his eyes.
"It was him, he done it last time, didn't he, remember, a few months before Bella arrived?" Tyler asked, walking backwards in front of us with his eyes locked on Ben's.
"What? No, that was is brother" Ben replies, shaking his head.
"No it wasn't" Mike joins in. "His brother was sent home that day, I watched him leave. It was when I had to take him to the nurse."
"Here we go again" Eric rolls his eyes, making Angela and I laugh.
"We've only got fifteen minutes till lunch, lets go to the library" I tug on Angela's arm.
"'Kay, see you guys later" she waves over her shoulder.
We leave the group, heading left while they keep going straight. Some students are hanging around at their locker, chatting as they couldn't be asked to go to their last lesson before lunch. We push through the group which consist of Forks 'easy girls' and continue down the corridor and into the library.
It looks like quite a few people shared my idea of where to come. The five ancient computer which lined up the left wall were already taken, along with five of the six large tables. People conversed in hushed conversation, keeping their voices low as not to be chucked out. Angela and I walk to the one empty table, dropping our bags on the floor, we sit down.
Angela takes her geography book out straight away, pulling a pen from her coat pocket. She puts the end of the pen in her mouth, chewing hit as she reads through the book. Okay, fifteen minutes... what can I do for fifteen minutes? I know!
I pull out a lined notepad from my bag, gabbing a black pen from the side pocket. Ripping the first three pages out and stuffing them in my bag, I take the lid off my pen. I start writing questions on the page, leaving three lines after each one, about the subject we are currently working on in English and on what we'll need to know to pass. I'll need to know how much Edward knows in order to teach him properly and not waste time.
Just as I was writing the last question on the fifth page, the bell went. Good, no more think of questions any more. Queue smiley face. I put my things in my bag before standing, waiting for Angela to finish the page she was reading and put her book away. She stands up slowly while still reading, blindly putting her pen in her back pocket. She reaches for her bag, eyes still glued to the page. By the time she's stood up properly again though, she's finished the page and she hurriedly puts her belongings away.
Shouldering our bags, we make our way out of the library and towards the canteen. I go straight to the salad counter, leaving Angela to continue to the table alone. I get a small bowl and start filling it with cucumber, carrot, lettuce, tomato, spring onions and coleslaw. I reach over for a juicy red apple but my fingers slip and it falls from the bowl. Before it could hit the floor, a hand grabbed it. I look up to see Edward holding it out to me.
"Thanks" I blush, giving a small smile as I take it from him.
"No problem" he smiles back. He starts walking off but not before winking at me and saying: "See you later."
I sit down at my table I a sort of daze. Nothing would happen tonight, right? He wouldn't expect anything so soon, would he? I hope not, it would all just be too quick. I mean, kiss is fine but sex on the first day? At least give me a few days to fully understand what I've committed myself to. No, Edward doesn't seem like that type of guy, not really. No, he'll just give me a short driving lesson and I'll make him take the test I made and then done; he'll go home. Yeah, that sounds about right.
I don't talk to anyone as I eat, just sit quietly thinking to myself. There are butterflies in my stomach, buzzing around and keeping my attention. Calm down Bella, its all going to be fine, nothings going to happen. Maybe I shouldn't have made that deal, maybe I was wrong. I don't think I can do this. Being basically a sex slave just to survive high school?! I've not even got a year left! Oh god, what would Renee, my mom, think?!
Charlie, my dad, would go made if he found out. How am I going to keep a secret from him?! He'll wonder where I'm always going off to, he'll start asking questions. He'll always get the answer too, I mean, he's the chief of police here in Forks. He'd get one of the guys at work to go undercover and follow me, then he'd go mental when he finds out and then I'll be sent back to Phoenix after not long meeting the first person I actually like... I'm on about Angela, by the way. I don't often have friends, I'm not that much of a social butterfly.
I bite into the apple, thinking over my decision. I lift my eyes up, only to meet Edwards stare. From my seat on the table, I have a clear view of his. He's sat so he can stare at me by just lifting his head. He doesn't look ashamed, in fact, he's even smiling a little. Running a hand through his perfect bronze hair, he leans back in his chair, still keeping his eyes locked on mine.
Feeling a blush rise on my cheeks, I look down to the table and continue eating my apple. Flipping idiotic sex god. Yes, I do find him hot, attractive, sexy but can I actually be blamed for that? I mean, who doesn't?! The only people who have even a running chance at coming close to being as hot as him is Emmett and Jasper but they were to obsessed with their girlfriends and its obvious to every other girl that they weren't interested in straying.
Standing up and grabbing my stuff, I walk over to the bin. I throw the apple core away before putting the bowl and fork on the collection try and walking out of the canteen. I could feel Edwards eyes on me the whole time, following me as I left and disappeared from sight.
I go to my locker, putting in the combination before pulling the door open. Bringing my bag to the front of my body, I pull open the zip and start shifting through everything. Science book? Need, I have biology next; that can stay. English work? Need, I got homework still to do. PE kit? Not needed, I put that back in my locker. That's it. I turn my attention to my locker, grabbing my Math and Spanish book and putting them in my bag. I put a bit on hand moisturiser on, closing my locker door with my elbow.
"Do that really make your hands softer?" a voice asks from right behind me.
"Oh, my god!" I gasp, turning around in fright. "God sake, Mike, don't do that!"
"Sorry" he smiles. "So, does it?"
"Yeah" I sigh.
"Nice" he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.
"Ew, gross Mike, no" I shake my head, walking away.
I walk off to science, entering the classroom early with only a glance from Mr Banner; he's used to me arriving before the bell. I put my science book on the table ready and also take out my copy 'Wuthering Heights', my favourite book, to read for a few minutes. I play with a lock on my hair while reading, twisting it around my finger without concentrating; totally focused on the book. So focused, in fact, that I didn't hear the bell ringing and notice my lab partner taking a seat.
"Science time" Edward whispers in my ear, chuckling when I jump nearly a foot in the air.
"Don't do that!" I hiss, my heart beating a mile a minute.
"I thought you knew I was here" he defends himself, holding his hands up; palms towards me.
"Mm" I mumble, putting my book in my bag.
I watch Mr Banner as he stands up from his desk, grabbing his whiteboard pen from the draw. I try to focus on what he's say, try to learn because I have to pass this subject. I'm really aware of Edward beside me though, the warmth radiating from him, the smell of his expensive clothes. My heart doesn't calm down, just keeps beating at the same unsteady pace. The butterflies are back too, flying around and making me tap my foot.
I bite my tongue to keep my mind away from thinking about Edward. Nothings going to happen tonight, nothing. He may be a guy but he's a respectable one. He wouldn't do anything sudden, he would wait. Its Edward, he'll make sure I'm comfortable before trying anything, right? God, I hope so.
The bell rings, signalling the end of class and pulling me from my thoughts. I grab my thing, putting the science book in my bag as I walk for the room. I take a left after walking out the room, then the first right when I see the doors at the end of the hall; letting students escape to freedom. I hurriedly join them, holding my bag close to my chest as I'm pushed and shoved. Maybe I should have waited. I stumble out the other side of the doors, nearly falling from where someone pushed me. Putting my bag back on properly, I make my way to where my bike is waiting.
"No!" I cry when I see my bike, my heart dropping and tears forming in my eyes.
My once beautiful blood red bike was in ruins. Okay it wasn't beautiful, it was second hand and rust but still, it was beautiful to me. The tires were slashed, jagged cuts all over with noway of being repaired. The frame was ruined to, completely ruined. It was as if someone had taken a hammer to it. The seat was lying on the floor, the handle bars dented and broken. There were bumps everywhere, dents everywhere. There's no way in hell this could be fixed, even if I could afford it.
With a frustrated scream, I give the bike a hard kick, making it tumble to the floor. It took me ages to save up for that bike and now someone just goes and does that?! What the hell is the world coming too?! Does anybody have respect?! It seems not.
"Bella, what happened?" a voice asks, getting closer as they walk up behind me.
"What does it look like?! Someone trashed my bike" I snap. "Sorry... its just... I saved up for ages for it and then...then someone does this?!"
Edward bends down, picking the broken seat up. He sighs, "Well, someone defiantly didn't want you to be able to ride this ever again. Come on, we'll take it to the dump on our way."
"Its not fair" I mumble my complain, my eyes stinging as Edward hands me the seat before picking the rest of the bike up. Edward leads me to his car, pulling the boot open and putting the broken bike in. Its only then that I realise. "Hey, where's your family?"
"Rose brought her car to day" he replies. "She got called cheap yesterday and so wanted to show off."
"Oh" I say, getting into the passengers seat.
He starts the car, pulling out of the parking space while everyone's eyes are on us. That's it, we're going to be the talk of the school now. Great. I bite my bottom lip and I look out the window, watching the dull green and brown scenery pass. Its always the same colors in Forks; browns and greens everywhere. Why not some cheerful yellow? No, no? Fine. The rain pats against the roof, rolling down the windows and making everything blurry... I think that may make it better. Ha, who would of thought, huh?
Edward pulls into the dumbing sight, telling me to wait where I am. He gets out of the car and quickly grabbing the broken bike from the boot. He chucks it over the railing and into the dump site. My bikes gone forever now. What a total waste of money. Edward climbs back in the car, shivering and reaching to turn on the heating.
"We won't do any driving today, you don't seem in positive mood and I actually love this car" he says, heading back towards Forks.
"Okay" I mumble looking out the window. We stay quiet as we drive through the town, heading towards my house where he parks outside. "Could you come in for a bit? I need to find out where you are with your English work."
"Sure" he nods, undoing his seatbelt and getting out of the car.
I follow, getting out and closing the door before making my way up to the house. Its pure white with the standard four windows and the smallest porch I've ever seen. I slid the key into the lock, twisting and pushing the door open. I feel my cheeks heat with embarrassment as I see the kitchen, shit.
"Sorry, the kitchens a mess. I was over at Angela's and Charlie's a rubbish cook" I excuse. "Come, I've got a desk in my room that we can work at."
I lead the way upstairs and into my room; thank god I always keep it neat and tidy. I push the door open, standing to the side to let Edward in. The small double bed with purple covers was pushed up against the far wall, a night stand beside it with a small lamp on it. My desk sat over by the window, a little pen and pencil pot along with a desk light, a pile of books and my laptop.
I walk over to my desk, picking the laptop up and moving it over to my bed. I close my door after, hanging my bag and rain coat on the peg. I slip my shoes off, kicking them under the bed and out of the way. I tell Edward to sit down anywhere as I get the notebook with the questions out. When turning around, he's sitting at my desk, shifting through the little draws with random objects.
"That's was the last Christmas I was down here, six years ago" I tell Edward, looking over his shoulder at the picture he held. It was of me, Charlie, Billy Black and his son Jacob. We all sat round the table, smiling as we held our forks. "I can't remember who took it... That's my dad, that Billy and that's one of my best-friends, Jacob."
"Its a nice photo" he compliments with a smile.
"Thanks" I smile back, a blush working its way up my cheeks. "Here, I need you to answer the questions in here, there's like five pages worth."
I put the book on the desk, grabbing a pen and putting that on top. I leave him to get to work and go sit on my bed, pulling my laptop onto my lap. I log onto it, quickly opening the internet tab. I log into my internet messenger before going onto facebook.
LouSugar1221: Omg! U never guess wat Zoe said 2 Sarah! She called her a hoe, in front of every1! It waz sooo gr8t!
BellaEarnshaw: That doesn't seem like Zoe, she doesn't normally say things like that; she's always been really nice. What did Sarah do?
LouSugar1221: she waz shocked! Ran out of the hall. G2G, Luke here. Luv ya bbe.
She signed off without waiting for a reply. LouSugar1221 was my best-friend back in Phoenix, we were always together. Now, its just hard to keep us a conversation any more. Zoe, when I was there, was just as quiet and shy as I was. She was kind and thoughtful and never said anything harsh, never called someone names. What happened to us all?
AngieHoneyPot: Hey, we're all going to the diner tonight, do you want to come?
I smile as I read Angela's message, making me fill warm inside.
BellaEarnshaw: Thanks, Ang, but I can't tonight – doing a bit of tutoring. Maybe another night?
AngieHoneyPot: Who?! Who?! Who?! What's their name, are they in our class?! Is it a boy, is he fit, is he single, do you like him?! Is there something going on? ;)
BellaEarnshaw: Its only Edward, he needs how with English. I don't know and no. its not like that.
AngieHoneyPot: Okay... sure ;) do you want me to bring you anything in?
BellaEarnshaw: Sweet potato fries if you could – I love them!
AngieHoneyPot: Okay, see you later
BellaEarnshaw: Thank you :D
"Bella, I'm done" Edward says, drawing my attention to him. He holds the pad out to me, leaning back in the chair looking at ease.
"Great" I give a slight nod, taking the pad back. I grab my red pen, pulling the lid off with my teeth as I read his first answer. I give it a tick, he got it right. I go on marking, either putting a tick or a cross. "Okay... you got a few wrong... We'll need to get you to improve you punctuation a bit... the spellings fine... one answer didn't make sense... you'll need to read the book again but apart from that, its good."
I look up, only to realise he's standing right in front of me. My breathing quickens as my eyes meet his, my heart beating crazily. He takes the book from me, throwing in blindly in the direction of the desk. Slowly, he takes a step forward, lowering his face to mine. His lips press against mine, soft and warm. I feel myself go up on my tip toes, my arms going around his neck as his go around my waist.
He holds me to his chest, deepening the kiss. His tongue runs across my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I quickly grant him it, allowing his tongue to slip into my mouth and begin to dance with my own. I let out a soft moan, pushing myself closer to him, my hands tangling in his beautiful bronze hair.
He pushes me backwards, making me sit down on the edge of the bed. He reaches behind me and moves the laptop before gently pushing me to lie down. He hovers over me, his hands gliding to the hem of my shirt, fingers going underneath searchingly. One part of me is shouting to stop while the other part is screaming, begging even, for more. I shut my mind off, just letting myself feel as his fingers trace the edges of my bra.
"Bella, you home, who's cars outside?" a voice calls up, instantly making me remove my lips from Edwards and start pushing him up.
"Shit" I groan, quickly standing up and smoothing my hair and shirt. "Come on, lets go."
"Bells?" Charlie calls again, his footsteps echoing as he starts making his way upstairs.
"Its Edward's car" I tell my dad as I open my bedroom door, stepping out into the hall. "We're began tutoring; Edward needs help with his English work."
"Nice to meet you, chief Swan" Edward says, holding his hand out.
"You too, Edward...Cullen?" Charlie asks as he shakes Charlie's hand.
"Yes sir" Edward nods before starting to head to the door. "I should get going, dinner will be on the table soon. I'm pick you up for school in the morning Bella; night."
"Pick you up? What's wrong with your bike?" Charlie asks when the door's closed.
"Some kids trashed it" I shrugged numbly before going upstairs.