Destruction
Chapter 1- Golden
Forks High, Junior Year, Biology Class, Room 3B, there was something out of the ordinary today. Biology class was less tedious today because I had a new eye-candy. She was the new girl in school, and I was the school's star baseball player, both of us would be golden. The best part? She'd be easy.
Girls naturally fell at my charm, but I didn't go for girls who had nothing to offer. I messed with the ones who had something in their reputation to offer, just to make sure I maintain my douche bag status. Tanya, Leah, Jessica and Lauren have been the only girls I dated or fucked around with. Tanya is the head cheerleader of that skanky squad. She gives me a B-l-o-w-j-o-b! Leah was the chairman of the Drama Club (she reminded me of that stuck up singer in Glee) she was a snub, a rich kid, she thought she was so perfect that the only guy she allows to touch her was me, so everyone thought she was hard to get, and special when she was just an easy lay. She was in over her head, but hey, she was hot and popular. I used Jessica to even worsen my status, either to make me more infamous or to get me out of trouble, because she was the school's gossiping queen and her mother was the town's queen of gossip. Lastly, Lauren for her body, she was every man's dream of an arm candy and luckily, she was mine every time I wanted.
With all these girls, I was invincible. Now, I could land any girl in school, and Forks High didn't have a shortage on sluts, but like I said I only chose those who had something in return for me. Girls were part of the power equation. But I'm not a complete airhead. You see, a girl loses her value once she gives it away to any boy. A boy gains his value when he commits to only stick to one girl. Only 2 girls in the school had value to me. Mary Alice Brandon- Cullen and Rosalie Hale.
Those 2 girls were as good as gold; they took care of themselves and knew their worth. They didn't just let anyone get their goods. Rosalie had a snarky, bitchy exterior and it kept losers away. She had Emmett wrapped around her manicured fingers, and with her stare, he was pussy. Emmett McCartney played Baseball with me, played girls with me and breaks rules with me. But when he met Rosalie last year at a Drag Race tournament, he was done for. She kept him on a tight leash, but he loved every moment of it, he said Rosalie is 'more than enough, and she's better than perfect'.
Alice is my adopted sister, and I love her with all that I am. Her family was our old neighbor back when we lived in Chicago. When I was 8, and she was 7, her parents took an emergency trip to New York City because of a fraud in the Stock Market. Alice took it as just another business meeting- she didn't have any idea what was happening behind her back. Her dad was found out to have stolen money to buy shares and since the money he used was not legit, all the shares he and her mom had, had to be returned to the company. In a span of 4 days, all the money in the Brandon's bank account went away. No relative of theirs bothered helping them because they were now considered 'poor'. Little Alice started wondering why the cars started being taken away, why the household help started leaving, why her personal nanny left her when her parents weren't home yet. During the trip, Mr. and Mrs. Brandon had called and asked if Carlisle and Esme could look after Alice for just 3 days, and then Alice wondered why she couldn't enter her old home anymore, and why a new family lived there instead. On the eve of the arrival of her parents, we promised that Alice would know everything, but something went out of plan.
The Brandon's plane never arrived. No one survived the crash. And the Cullen and Brandon family lawyer came to a mutual agreement that Alice must be adopted by the closest relative- no one wanted to, because Alice's trust fund had '0' in it, and Esme felt pity and sadness over a confused and sad 7 year old girl. Alice became a Cullen, and has been my sister ever since.
Imagine the mini heart attack I had when Jasper asked for my permission when he 'fell in love' for my sister. Alice begged me and I wanted to see her happy, I told Jasper to go ahead in exchange, if she sheds even one tear for him, I break one bone. So if she cries, he dies. Jasper was a fuck up just like me and Emmett. But I've seen love's effect on Emmett and I knew Jasper would change, too. Jasper did. When the girl is the one for you, she'd set you straight, sadly- no girl has set me straight yet. Jasper and Emmett were good guys, but they became great people when they met the girls.
Emmett, Jasper and I used to be the 3 messed up, daft kings of the school. Fuck yeah, we knew that. In every aspect possible- sex experience, girls, looks, brains, brawn, talent, money, - it was the ultimate Power Equation of High School. But now, Emmett and Jasper weren't daft kings anymore, but they still had power since they hooked up with the golden girls of the school.
"Class, we have a new student today… would you care to introduce yourself, Miss?" Miss stood up next to me and looked chagrinned at the spotlight- not that kind of girl, then, eh?
"Uhm… My name is Isabella Swan… but it's… ju-just Bella?" she stuttered as if she wasn't sure of her own name. The few dickheads and whores in class chuckled at her introduction.
"Mr. Cullen, I expect you to be on your best behavior as her laboratory partner- and Edward, I mean… don't ruin things up." Mr. Banner gave me the stink eye which I'm sure is just his way of saying he's in love with me but doesn't want me to be in love with something else. HA! "Yes Mr. Banner, don't forget, I'll still give you my full attention." I chuckled and blew him a kiss. The class laughed out loud and he turned his back on me, probably blaming his period for his obvious jealousy.
Not that anyone had to be jealous of anything at all, Bella Swan didn't even give me a second glance.
I didn't have new girl in any of my next classes and lunch rolled by quickly, if it were any normal day (which it's not) I would go straight to Building 2, take out my cigarettes and lighter and huff my thoughts away to the clouds, but today wasn't any normal day. I stayed with Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper and some of the other baseball guys at the golden table. Alice cocked her eyebrow at me and smiled wildly, it was a good day if I was around- her words, not mine. Alice has always been a sweet sister, and I had always been a calloused boy- after I reached puberty. I think she and Jasper connected really well because he was always there to chastise me and talk some sense in my senseless head. While Emmett was always there as well, he was more of the, how-to-get-the-girl type of best friend and not how-to-fix-your-life one. Alice really cared about me, but I wasn't in any condition to turn pussy- not for my adoptive sister. She knew I loved her anyway.
I stared at my apple and wondered why I had joined them for lunch today, then I saw Emmett and Rosalie making out- which reminded me why I was there. I needed to see new girl, I needed to see if she had anything to offer me. After a while, you get bored of the same people, and new girl was just that- new. But so far, she didn't like attention, didn't laugh at my joke, and didn't even stare at me. I'd give it a week maybe, to try to get in her pants- if she doesn't succumb then maybe she's a chess club girl- and that I would never, ever, tap.
- that bitch, yeah who wants to bet, I'd fuck that Isabella person by the end of the week?" Mike was laughing so loud that it was annoying.
"What did you say?" Emmett suddenly seemed interested. "The new girl, Isabella something, she's one fine thing." Mike and Tyler exchanged smirks.
"What? She's so… introverted?" Jasper offered, not seeing the draw. "That's it, she's like one of those pure and precious things, it'll mean more if you're her first, you know?" Mike boasted.
"Dude, that is seriously… sick. It's one thing to want an easy lay, another to want to stain a virgin." Emmett shook his head, though we would never admit it, we listened to that big guy.
"Oh holy Saint Emmett, why so kind all of a sudden, thy shall not forget, thou girlfriend sits here." Tyler mocked Emmett's belief on virgins.
I laughed bitterly, "Tyler, it's thou shall not and thy girlfriend, try to pass your English first before you try to tap new girl- I hear she's got quite a brain." Tyler and Mike glared at me, we never really got along, and though in the team we played well together. "What's it to you, Cullen? You're type suddenly brainy ones now?" I glanced at the girls, "I don't have a type. But I don't have to settle for easy lays either."
Secretly I wondered if I did have a type, and as I locked my hand in Tanya's hair, I realized I didn't have one- not yet.
Baseball training was boring as ass- like usual. Coach Rams asked us to do warm up and drills, and frankly I've memorized them like the back of my hand. I internally hummed the tune of Closer by N.I.N to keep myself from sleeping while doing physical labor. "So, Cullen, how are the girls lately? I hear Tanya stepped down as Cheering Captain, you still fucking her after that?" Jeremy asked.
"Man, I'm not sure, it won't be as glorifying anymore, but she gives fucktastic head. She's my girl tonight, and she's been kind of distant since that Cheer thing, you know?"
"Yeah, my girl says that the drama in that squad is so much, she's like always stressed an—"Ren stopped midsentence and I assume it's at the looks we were feeding him with.
"You are one… whipped guy." Emmett finally whispered. And the locker room tradition started, we pushed him to stand at one of the benches as we all chanted 'whipped, whipped, whipped!' until he went gay on our asses and said that he wasn't being whipped, he was just in love, as all other pussywhipped men would say.
Hell, deep inside, I knew that half the team wanted to be as whipped as him- only lonely mother fuckers would actually make fun of a guy who gets laid by the girl of his dreams- which he successfully got. Everyone in that locker knew, we'd all love to be whipped as well, as long as it means getting the girl.
New girl never showed up for lunch, she however, showed up for Gym.
AN! You know the drill. :] YKTD. I have a thing for smoking, pierced, tattooed Edward. Who still loves getting whipped by girls.