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Chapter 1
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BPOV
Meet me, boring Bella Swan, the girl with boring brown hair, boring brown eys, and an annoying tendency to blush. I'm not popular, but have a few friends who would easily give me up for a certain guy in our grade. Edward Cullen. How do I even go about describing him, oh wait I know where to begin. First off we have the fact that he is an extreme player, next we have the fact that he is a smart ass, and a slimy son of a bitch. Sounds pleasant right? Well it's not. Last year, Edward Cullen broke my heart. He was my first boyfriend. The first one to really steal my fragile heart, every time he pushed my brown hair behind my ear, or whispered, "I love you." I melted. Of course I had heard of his tricks and schemes, but what girl had the will power to look into his beautiful green eyes and crooked smile, and give him no for an answer. I should have seen it coming; Edward seemed to have dated every girl in our high school, and in all of Washington for that matter, but me by the April of last year.
Edward had a certain charm about him. He could just be so damn gentlemanly and perfect. Every time he smiled (no matter who at) every girl (and some boys) in the room had a blank and blissful expression cross their faces, this included the teachers. I called this "dazzling". Every time he "accidentally" dazzled a teacher or a student to get what he wanted I coughed very loudly, and I once actually broke the trance when he was trying to get an extension on an English essay. But I also received a death glare from Edward, and none of my friends talked to me for a week because they were that desperate to see him in action. It's funny how Edward seemed to wrap the whole student body around his well-experienced finger. Well, I was not going to stand for it. Not anymore. This year, I was going to change everything.
Edward was leaned up against the locker of the biggest bimbo I am sure I will ever meet. Whenever someone mentions bimbo at Forks High, everyone in the room practically looks up and says, "What about Lauren Mallory?" That girl had long brown hair and piercing blue eyes, and pretty much entranced every male attending Forks High. I didn't think she was ugly, but she was so hard to like that you ended up calling her ugly anyway. Lauren was a huge slut. I'm convinced that's why no other girl around here can get a date. She openly flaunts herself as being easy. Oh wait here comes Lauren's annoying little shadow, Jessica. She was flitting hyperly like a bat on drugs over to where Edward and Lauren were standing. She tugged at her miniskirt and quickly polished her teeth with her finger before tapping Edward on the shoulder. Edward turned around slowly running his hand through his already messy bronze hair as he did so. Jessica sighed and giggled at the same time, but then composed herself and gave Edward what she told her friends was her "glittering smile". Edward so obviously put on a fake dazed expression, that I choked on the mint I was eating, calling attention to myself.
Now before you think I'm the creepy ex-girlfriend who stalks her ex obsessively, hear me out. My locker just happens to be two down from theirs, and their convos and actions can be kinda hard to ignore. The other day, Edward, Jessica, and Lauren were doing something nobody wanted to see. Moving on… I'm not gonna lie. Edward hurt me bad, and whenever he starts eating another girl's face, my heart pangs. Cause I remember when he kissed me; although, he was never as… animalistic as I see he is sometimes. When he used to kiss me my heart fluttered, the breath whooshed out of my lungs, and my stomach bursted with pleasant butterflies. Edward Cullen, the true ladies man, who doesn't have the decency to keep one for more than a week or two. But of course, to any other girl, any time with him is a true privilege.
"Swan, I see you still haven't gotten over me," Edward said arrogantly. I came out of my thoughts and realized I was staring.
"Oh shut up you moron, don't be so full of yourself!" I shouted angrily back feeling my cheeks heat up.
"I can understand why you were staring. You couldn't help yourself. Someone as good-looking as me is hard to ignore," Edward teased, but definitely not in the flirting way.
"Edward, arrogance doesn't become you," I said trying to sound smart and totally in control.
"Maybe not," he replied, "but you know what does," he said suggestively. Without me noticing, a large group of guys and girls had gathered around us, and after Edward's last comment, the boys of the crowd were making the stupid oooooooohhhhhh sounds that they make when someone gets dissed. Oh, and let us not forget the girls who were all whispering and look at me enviously. My face was tomato red with anger and embarrassment, and I stomped away infuriated. I could here all of Edward's friends high-fiving him and obnoxiously telling him that he was awesome in the background, and I knew at that moment more than any others after the breakup, that I would get back at the bastard, even if it meant doing something drastic and or irrational.