A/N: I tried to make this longer, since I have been getting flaming reviews about how my chapters are too short.
"Why?" I asked, tears running down my face, mingling with the pouring rain. "Why, Edward?" He shook his head, raindrops glistening in his beautiful bronze hair. "Bella, I am no good for you. I already told you." I dropped to my knees, the asphalt more painful than I had initially thought. Not that I was thinking about much other than how much I loved Edward, and why he was kicking me out of his life. I curled up into a ball, screaming hysterically. Edward took one last look at me, swiftly bent over & kissed my lips. A single tear rolled down his face and landed on my forehead. I stayed there, in the Forks High School parking lot, for God knows how long. When I woke up, however, I was somewhere dark and warm.
"Mmph?" I mumbled, rolling over to find a warm shirtless man next to me. I sat up immediately, knowing something was wrong. "What the hell?" I said, moving to see the man's face more clearly. I gasped in shock when I saw that the man next to me was no man, but 15 year old Seth Clearwater. I shook him awake quickly, and he sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Seth! Why the hell am I in a bed with you?" He smiled. "I found you in the school parking lot, and I called Jacob, not knowing what to do, and he said I could bring you to my house, because he's busy this weekend." My eyes had finally adjusted, and I looked down to see that I was bare-chested. Beneath the blankets, I knew I was bottomless too. "Seth! What did you do to me last night?" He grinned cockily. "I didn't do anything, Bella. You did it all."
I screeched loudly, before he clamped a warm hand down on my mouth. "Shh! You'll wake Sam & Emily!" Tears began to stream down my face. Concern flitted fleetingly across his face. "What's wrong, Bella?" he asked, his thin voice shaky. I shuddered and pulled his hand away from my face. "I took a 15 year old's virginity?" He laughed. "Shit, yeah right! I lost that a while ago. But you were better." My mouth fell open into what I thought must have been a comical perfect O. "Oh, my dear God. I screwed a 15 year old." He shook his head. "I wish you'd stop saying that like it's a bad thing. It really isn't." he said, climbing off the bed and putting his boxers on. He went over to the dresser and pulled out a holey T-shirt. He pulled it over his head and threw another to me. I felt around in the floor for my bra, glad that we were dressing in the dark. I fell loudly out of the bed, which was farther from the floor than it should've been. Seth rushed toward me. "Bella! Are you okay?" I laughed quietly. "Get used to it, I'm a klutz." I stood and donned my underwear & Seth's T-shirt. He walked over to me and put his hands on my waist. For a 15 year old, he was a whole foot & a half taller than me. "Damn, Bella, you look good in my shirt." I snorted ungracefully. "That, for a bit of a tip, is not something you say. Ever."
His face fell, saddened that I had caught him in the act of trying to get me back in bed. I turned around and felt around for my sweatpants. When I couldn't find them, I stood and Seth shoved them in my face. Seth grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the door. "Oh, no, Seth. I'm not going anywhere without pants on. Sorry." I quickly pulled them on. He grabbed my hand once again, and pulled me out the door, toward the stairs. When we got downstairs, Sam & Emily were at the table. Sam eyed me wearily. Seth smiled, clearly proud of himself. Emily just shook her head. We ate a really really long, awkward breakfast. Finally, Seth said, "Bella, I think I should get you home." I nodded frantically. Seth pulled me out the door to his truck and he peeled out, heading toward Charlie's.