Hello. I went through a period in which I created a new account and wrote from there, but I've returned. I did actually start a story there, and I'll most likely be continuing it in the near future. It's on my alternate username, LeeWrites13, and it is called Guardian Angel. Basically, in it, Bella and her daughter are homeless, and Edward and his daughter (wealthy) save them. I know, I know, shameless advertising, but I thought that some of my old readers would be interested.

1. Sidekick

Being Edward Cullen's lackey wasn't the best way to live your high school life. I should know; I was his lackey.

He was beautiful, athletic, and witty, and I was this girl who hadn't cleared of acne or braces yet. It was understandable, as I was 14, and still in my early teenaged years, but standing next to Edward, someone whose face was unblemished, I looked like some puberty stricken adolescent.

I knew that Edward didn't think much of me. The only reason I was his sidekick was because our moms liked to associate with one another, and you know how Moms are. If they're friends, they like for their offspring to be best friends. It was ridiculous, but I wasn't going to tell my mom that; she'd blow a fuse.

"Bella, hurry up," Edward said, irritated. "I'm the captain of the team; if I'm late, it'd seem especially bad."

I brushed my frizzy hair with my fingers and pulled on a coat quickly. He was one of the most impatient people I knew, but on him, it seemed more an endearing trait than an annoying one.

He hurried out ahead of me, not bothering to hold the door for me. It slammed on my face. What a perfect gentleman.

By the time I was at the car, I could literally feel the anger emanating from Edward.

He hissed, "Bella, next time, if you're going to take loads of time, tell me! I'll just let your dad drop you off."

I flushed, as I always did when he decided to unleash his fury upon me- which was basically all the time.

"I'm sorry," I muttered. "My zipper got caught."

"As always," he murmured, rolling his eyes. "Your clumsiness is getting really old, Bella. If you want attention, just ask for it."

"Edward, don't be so rude!" his mom exclaimed from the front seat. "Bella's your friend; is that how you talk like to all your friends?"

Edward smirked. "No, I only talk like this to my lamest friends, and Bella is the lamest of them all."

His mom ignored his biting comment, as she always did. I didn't understand why she let him tease me so rudely. Why didn't she tell my mom? I'd never know; Esme Cullen was a bit... odd, to say the least.

She pulled up at the school. Edward hopped out and shut the door on my face for the second time that day. Mrs. Cullen didn't say a word; she just stared out the window idly, waiting for me to get out. I sighed and climbed out.

When I arrived at the football field, Edward was standing in a huddle with his fellow teammates. He didn't even spare me a glance as I walked past him, to the stands. Jerk.

I took a seat next to Jessica Stanley, a wannabe popular girl. She gave me a scathing look and scooted away, her eyes showing the repulsion she felt. I rolled my eyes. How cliché of her.

I took out my diary and began writing. This is what I usually did when I went to Edward's football game. I was never interesting in football, but my mom made me go, so I decided to spend the time doing something I actually liked.

Moments later, the crowd erupted with cheers, and I knew we had won. I looked up and saw Edward embracing Tanya Denali, the meanest of them all. I rolled my eyes- of course he'd go for her.

Not bothering to congratulate him, I stalked past him and straight to the parking lot, where I waited for his mom to arrive and pick us up.

I wasn't happy being his friends, but I couldn't leave him. Both because I didn't want to and because it would make our moms' relationship tense.

My life could be so confusing.

Very different from Red, but please give it a chance?

Extra note: If you put this in 3/4 or 1/2 screen setting, it looks much more visually appealing.