AN: Okay my lovely readers, I've decided to start a new story. So review and add to alert, I'll be as diligent as possible with this one. The other two are on hiatus until I find the spirals I wrote them in; I have tons of spirals. Hug and kisses.

-Ciren DePeti

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Twilight; unfortunately I can't get Stephenie Meyer to sell them to me.

Causing a Disturbance

Chapter 1

It's not fair! People make school so darn unbearable that people like me, the dedicated student, find it hard to pay attention. Whatever I had done in my past lives, whoever I may have severely pissed off to make them put him in all my class, I apologize. With all my heart I do, but, don't you think that's a bit harsh. I'm sure I couldn't have done anything that bad to deserve this. Whoever set this up though, has a weird sense of humor. How they managed to put him in all my classes since freshman year is beyond me, but every year there he is. The first couple of days are always decent: he's quiet in class, doesn't cause problems; but once everything settles down, he starts his assault.

I looked up across the classroom and shot a glare in his direction. He was attempting to juggle the new glassware our Chem Club just bought. I sighed and scooted my chair away from the potential zone of danger as 2 crashes and a loud curse emanated from his side of the classroom. I groaned and put my head on my desk. We worked so hard to raise money for those beakers. As the bell rang I scurried out the classroom dodging pieces of glass our teacher had yet to sweep up, a grim look on her face.

Stopping at my locker on the way I slowly walked towards homeroom, the sadness of work now wasted in a trashcan now bubbling ferociously into anger; anger towards him and his nonchalant attitude towards school. I have had enough! I stormed into the classroom and marches up to him, breathing hard, dried trails of tears on my cheeks. My vision turned red and I had the faintest distinction of my hand raising and coming down hard across soft flesh. A calloused hand grabbed my wrist and pulled the hand attached to it away from it's soft perch.

"What! The! Hell?" a deep voice growled.

I put my hand on his mouth. "No you're done talking! For the last three years I've had to sit and suffer from your crap stunts you do in class. And it's not like you only do it in one class, it's all of them! Do you know how many months, days, hours, minutes, seconds you've wasted in my education not to mention yours and our other classmates! Edward Cullen you are a selfish bastard!" I paused briefly to catch my breath and leaned forward, my eyes closing into slits, my voice getting lower with a dangerous hint to it. "Now you listen to me Cullen. You better shape this mess up and start acting like you have some sort of common sense or I'll take collective data on all the things you've done since school started and find some way to get you expelled." The threat was as empty as his head but I was angry; there was no way I was going to let this dirt was ruin my life. The red haze surrounding my vision dissipated and green orbs looked into my brown ones. His posture screamed surprise and my eyes slowly trailed downward to where he held my wrist tightly in his grasp. I snatched my wrist from his hand and stumbles back a bit giving us both a chance to compose ourselves. When our eyes met he had a cool expression on his face; if it wasn't for the bright red imprint of my hand on his cheek you would've never know anything had happen. "Well that surely was…interesting." He cleared his throat and rubbed his swollen cheek. As he opened his mouth I turned and went to my desk in the front of the classroom where my friend Angela and I sat and worked on the homework that we just received that day.

"Bella slapping him isn't going to stop him from acting stupid," Angela chastised quietly. I sighed and nodded, "I know, but hopefully he takes my threat seriously." Her head shot up in surprise.

"You threatened him?"

"Yep." I looked down at my papers.

"Bella! You could get expelled!" she whispered excitedly.

"Yep."

"Stop saying 'yep'. Bella this is serious."

"Okay well it was an empty one anyways." I counted to 20 before she answered.

"Wow…how did you feel?" she whispered.

I looked up at her and smiled softly, "Honestly, I felt powerful. It was scary and wonderful at the same times." I turned and glances back at Edward, he was staring back in my direction but his eyes had a glazed looked to them. "Ang, I think everything will get better from here on."

E PoV

I really don't understand why my parents force me to come to this place; they have nothing of value teach me. These teachers get paid way too much to just sit on their asses and smile at us.

I picked up the glass beaker next to me. How the fuck did this shithole afford to get new equipment? They could barely afford to feed us real food yet they go and spend money on new equipment? I tossed the beaker in the air and weighed in as it fell into my right hand. Turning, I shot a smirk to my friend Jasper, "Dude you wanna see me juggle?" He chuckled, "Nah bro, that nerd club just got those yesterday. I would hate to have them on my case 'cause you broker their precious beakers." The thought of Jas being ambushed by bucktoothed geeks with thick-rimmed glasses and suspenders made me double over with laughter. I lightly punched his arm, "Come on Jas don't be a pussy." He shook his head at me, "For real Ed, you're flying solo on this one, the pop would kill me if I got in trouble 'cause of one of your li'l stunts like last time." I shrugged and tossed the beaker in the air. "Your loss dude. We could've been the Supreme Science Juggling Crew or some shit like that." He chuckled and turned his back to me, a clear sign of disassociation. I moved away from our desks picking up two other beakers as I walked to a fairly open space by the door of the classroom.

I lightly tossed one of the beakers to test the air, catching it as it came back down. Taking a deep breath I tossed the beaker in the air and began cycling the three. I soon had a rhythm that I followed, dazed, until the sound of a scooting chair broke my concentration. I turned to see where the sound came from, missing the two beakers that were coming down seemingly faster than they had previously. Before I could catch them they hit the floor; pieces of shattered glass went flying across the linoleum, come lodged themselves into my lover legs. "Fuck!" I growled, rushing out the classroom to the nurse's office hoping she had tweezers to extract the shards from my legs; the bell resounded loudly behind me.

I limped my way into homeroom and took my seat in the back of the room, Jasper on my left and his girlfriend Alice behind me. Jasper was telling Alice about the party we were planning on going to weekend after next when she came up to me. I could see the trail of tears she had shed sometime between classes but she looked angry. What the hell is her issue? A sharp sting buried deep into my right cheek. "What! The! Hell?" I growled. This girl I had never seen before came up to me and slapped me like I had groped her or something. I stole a brief glance at her chest, she was too flat-chested for groping. I was about to ask her what her deal was when she slapped her hand over my mouth. Okay she definitely has a thing for slapping. I listened as she ranted but didn't really process anything she said, and then all of a sudden she leaned closer giving me a clear view down her shirt. The smell of strawberries and something floral invaded my senses making me forget where I was and who was standing in front of me. How could I have never know someone that smells this good? From somewhere around me the word 'expelled' brought me out of my strawberry-and-some-flower induced haze and back to my current situation. I steeled my expression into what I hope seemed to be a nonchalant one and grabbed her wrist that was attached to the offending hand. She hurriedly snatched her hand from me stumbling back a bit and while she oriented herself I looked her over. Mousy brown hair that went down to the middle of her back covered her head. She was pale, probably from staying inside reading, and then but not in a scrawny way. A baggy concert t-shirt for a band I've never heard of kept her curves hidden away and her jeans were loose on her body. It looked like her clothes were swallowing her alive or she was hiding in them. I cleared my throat and rubbed my sore cheek as looked at me. "Well, that surely was…interesting." I waited for her response but soon realized she wasn't going to respond. It hit me that I didn't know her name but right when I was about to ask her, she walked away. I watched her quick retreat to the front of the room to a table I she shared with a girl with black hair and glasses. Black hair girl whispered animatedly about something while brown hair just nodded her head she turned back and looked at me but turned around before I could smile at her.

Jasper nudged me, "Dude stop staring. That was intense as fuck though. Did you cop a feel or something? Never seen a girl go apeshit like that before." I chuckled. "Hell if I know Jas, I've never seen her in my life but according to her we've had class together for a while." Alice leaned forward between us, "Her name is Bella something. She's in our chemistry class and English class. For all I know you've royally pissed her off." I grunted. "No shit Alice, I couldn't tell by the yelling and the bitch of a slap she gave me," I sighed," Bella huh?" I whispered as the bell rang dismissing us for the day. I walked slowly to my car, rubbing my still red cheek.

AN: Thank you guys for reading; I'm actually really proud of this chapter. It's the longest I've ever written! If anyone wants to be my loving, devoting beta please let me know. Working on the second chapter and I should have it up either by the end of this week or sometime next week. Hugs and kisses,

-Ciren DePeti