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Utterly Irresistible

Prologue

It was that time of day again. School's just ended for the Christmas holidays and, as usual, the Christmas Assembly ran over about 30 minutes meaning I have missed the early train, wonderful. Now I have to try and hassle my way through the crowds till I step onto the train. Nothing really new, like the crowds are really so different in 20 minutes, apart from the fact Jessica nor Angela weren't journeying all the way home with me.

To be quite frank, I'm pleased the time I spend with them, especially Jessica, is limited. No offence, but how on earth can you talk the whole day and not repeat a single topic? Oh wait, sorry, she does only its one topic in particular that she likes to focus on. Now Angela, on the other hand, is the total opposite - quiet and calm. The best companion for a Friday night and, plus, whatever she says has genuine merit - none of that stupid Mike business. It's perfection.

"Can you believe it though? I mean, like oh my god, Mike is acting like such a man whore, like, why would he listen to Tyler?!"

Oh Jesus help me. Speak of the devil and It shall come.

"And I just know now that, like, Lauren, yeah? She's definitely trying to sneak her hands into his pants - I saw it! And Mike's just there, like, trying to act all normal and stuff when he talks to me but, like, Lauren is right there putting his hands on his dick and it's, like, disgusting! And did you know tha-"

"Erm, Jess? Didn't you and Mike break up ages ago?" Angela interrupted.

"Well, I mean, like, yeah. But still! I just know he's not over me and yet he, like, still puts up with Lauren's shit! It's only because, like, Tyler told him to, like, 'enjoy it while he can'" Jess said stumbling over her words and exaggerating her imitation of Tyler.

"What do you think, Bel-... la?" Jess asked as I disappeared already finished with my genuine 'hope your holiday is amazing' hug to Angela.

By the way, if you do take the train, or even if you're planning to buy a new house and plan to use the train, make sure you do not have to transfer three times like stupid me has to. Worst idea in the world.

It's not just the gum tacked tables or the stinky train stations, it's the waiting for the next train without the guarantee of getting on. Fucking wonderful.

Ouch! Just casually jamming my arm into the door - see what I have to do just to get onto the train. Urgh! Being in large groups of people tend to raise the levels of general stupidity. I mean, honestly!? Why bother standing near the edge of the platform if you aren't even catching this train. Stupid people, stupid crowds. Well at least I'm inside now, gosh. And lucky me! I'm left to stand next to an old man, probably a pervert. I swear to the Gods that if he attempts to try anything, I'll break his hand. Dad would be proud since he's a Chief Cop and all.

I should probably introduce myself; maybe somewhere closer to the beginning might have been a better idea. Anyways, my name is Isabella Marie Swan and please Bella is fine. I'm 17 and I go to high school, though I don't really live there. I live in Seattle but my father loves his old high school so here I am, travelling about three hours each day. Most of the younger people currently on the train are from my school too though they're probably planning to socialise unlike poor ol' lonely me ahaha.

Time to transfer, again for the third time - seventh stop from school, yay! Not. I hate this station, most of the people who use it have no sense of decency whatsoever and no manners either - there are a few private school students that get on this train too, most of them don't actually have manners when it means talking a commoner. Gah!

Angela and Jessica get off on the train before; they live practically next to each other. Literally, I think there are only three houses between them.

I know this station pretty well by now and I do not feel bad, at all, when a business man curses explicitly at me for pushing my body onto the train before him. Nope, not at all. And now, I have a perfectly comfortable seat. Okay, so it's not really comfortable at all but low and behold it's a seat.

My eyes wonder round whilst passengers are still loading on and there he is...

Nothing new, just the handsomest male ever with pale skin, oddly wonderful hair and a perfect set of lips. If I have to tell one of my most embarrassing secrets, it's this: I've been watching out for this guy since practically the start of the year so 3 months roughly. Cringe, I know but, damn, I can't help it.

He's from the Private School too so, even if he does notice me, he won't treat me like an intelligent equal. Just my luck, you know? For the first time in absolutely ages, I see a guy I'm genuinely attracted to and he's someone who looks to the league above me for a girlfriend.

I know this is extremely stereotypical but it's the closest truth I'll probably ever get. I mean, Petty Boy has the looks and money, how can he not grow up with the slightest touch of arrogance in his personality.

I watch him, dragging my eyes up from his feet and legs. I notice the smirk on his face before I even realise that expression's aimed at me... Fuck. He seems to be ignoring his friends, there are five of them in total, and now they're looking at what has captured Pretty Boy's attention; me... Double Fuck.

A/N: ...so what d'you think? Love it? Hate it? I haven't really planned this story very far yet but hopefully after exams especially I'll be able to do more but for now only a few chapters are planned. Please review and if you do, would you prefer a Human Edward or Vampire Edward in this story?