Friend Zone

So this story actually has nothing to do with Twilight. I just borrowed a few of the characters. OK well actually all of them. At some point every character you have ever come across in Twilight will be in this story even if they were only just mention (not including the quiliutes in their little bonfire story). If the story gets too far in and you feel like I've missed someone that you were interested in seeing just let me know and I'll be sure to give them some love or let you know when I have time planned for them.

Chapter One:

I woke up glaring at my alarm clock which had gone off only a million times this morning. My mom yelled up the stairs for me to get up. The first day of school and I had a hate/love type relationship. I hated the first day so much, but at the same time it was always the second best day of the school year. Only bested by the last day. I went the whole summer waking up no earlier than eleven going to sleep no earlier than three in the morning. Then school just had to come back around. I kicked my covers off the floor and sat up. Looking over at the clock I realized that I didn't have much time to get ready but lucky for me I suspected this. It's really nothing new for me. A first day tradition. I grabbed the black cargo shorts off the chair in the corner of the room and pulled them on. Laying under them was a light cotton pull over hoodie. I pulled it over my head and sat in the chair to put on my black Chuck Taylors. I slowly dragged myself to the bathroom and brushed my teeth in a lazy manner.

"Come on we don't have all day." My brother said as he leaned in the doorway of the open bathroom. "I don't wanna be late. Maybe we can run on your personal schedule tomorrow."

I looked up at my brother as I swished water around in my mouth and thought about spitting it out at him. After a quick run through in my head of what my mom would say I decided against it and just spit the water in the sink. I looked in the mirror ran my hand through my hair and turned to leave the bathroom when I saw Emmett walk away. By the time I walked out the front door Emmett was just starting up his maroon colored Jeep Wrangler. As soon as I was in the car he pulled out of the driveway and headed off to Forks High School.

Even though we showed up thirty minutes before the first bell would ring the student lot was full. Nerds eager for the first day of learning. Jocks eager to see how many girls changed over the summer. Cheerleaders eager to see how many jocks decided to start the new school year single. And everyone else eager to see friends as if they hadn't seen them all summer. Emmett jumped out of his jeep and a large group of boys in burgundy and gold letterman jackets, sitting on and around an old Ford pick up, cheered the moment my brother's feet hit the ground. He walked over to them and they all greeted him as if he were a god. But to them I guess the star quarter back is a god. I slowly slid out of the jeep and walked over to the benches sat outside the cafeteria. Luckily it wasn't raining. I was sitting alone for no more than five minutes when Leah spotted me. She was standing by a pea green VW Beetle with Zafrina, Senna, and Kachiri. I'd seen all four girls, as tall as they were, but chose not to even spare them a second glance. Leah turned to the other three girls and slowly made her way to where I sat perfectly fine with being alone.

By the time she reached me she had pulled out two cigarettes. She handed me one as she leaned against the post next to my table. She lit hers and then passed me the lighter. I lit mine and gave the lighter back. She waited before I got half way through my cigarette before saying anything.

"You look pissed off." She said with a short chuckle.

"Too early. I miss my bed." I told her to which she laughed.

"Summer never is long enough is it?" She said shaking her head. "Have you seen Ange this morning? I been looking for her since I got here."

"I haven't seen anybody. Been trying not to."

"See this is why I only deal with you after lunch." She said flicking the butt of her cigarette off somewhere. "But I decide hey it's the first day of school why not go have a word with my best…"

Leah's words were cut off and a pair of hands wrapped themselves around my eyes. Three things told me who these hands belonged to. One: the unmistakable smell of Bath and Body Works Japanese Cherry Blossom. Two: the look of pure hatred on Leah's face before darkness took over. And three: the little skip of my heart the moment her skin touched mine. Normally she would ask me to guess who but figured I always knew it was her because of her voice. She was wrong though. I would know this person if I were blindfolded, deaf, with wads of bleach soaked tissue paper plugged up my nose. It was almost as if I could feel her whenever she was around. As usual though, I played around for a few seconds just for her benefit. I pretended to think really hard about it before saying her name.

"Well good morning to you too Ms. Hale."

Rose let go of my face and walked around to stand in front of me before sitting down on the table with her feet on the bench next to me. I smiled up at her and she looked back at me with a look of mock irritation. "How do you always know it's me?" she asked for the millionth time. "I mean I've seen other girls do it and I've seen you be wrong." Also something I've heard her say to me.

"I just know you Rose." I told her. "So how was your summer?"

Her face lit up before her eyes trailed over to where Leah stood. Suddenly her expression dropped and I saw that girl that everyone else in Forks saw. Rosalie Hale: Forks High's resident Ice Queen. Leah in turn became the hot headed bitch she was always known to be. I watched her jaw clinch and I knew in just a matter of seconds I could be witness to the very first fight of the school year. I shot Leah a pleading look and she rolled her eyes and stormed off. Rosalie turned back to me and thawed out a bit.

"I don't like her." She told me as she watched Leah walked back over to the group by the green beetle. This was also something I heard from Rose often. She didn't like Leah and Leah didn't like her. I'd always ask her why and she never could give me any good reason. Good? Actually she's never given me a reason. She'd always say she just didn't like her. So naturally I just shrugged. I'd gotten over the fact a long time ago that my two best friends hated each other. So instead of trying to blindly fix the problem I just inquired again about her summer. "Omg!" she said completely thawing out again. "St. Thomas was amazing. My parents checked us into a hotel and I didn't see them for the rest of the trip. And guess what?" she asked excitedly.

"What?" I responded.

She shook her head most likely at my refusal to actually guess anytime she asked me to. "Legal drinking age is eighteen. The hotel we stayed at was right off the beach but it had this pool. The pool was amazing. It had this bar. The bar stools were actually in the pool so you could like just swim up to the bar and order a drink and sit there and drink it without getting out of the pool. Daddy says at the end of the year he's gonna let Jazz and I go on a little vacation by ourselves and we can both take two friends. So I figured since I couldn't take advantage of the lowered drinking age this summer I could go back next summer. You won't be eighteen of course but I'll buy you drinks if you're good."

"I've been dreading this year since I made sixteen. It's ok though. When you make thirty and I'm still twenty-nine I'll have my fun." I told her pushing her thigh with my shoulder.

"Yeah but that's in like a hundred years Bella." She told me standing up. "You'll probably forget."

I laughed and shook my head but stood up and grabbed my bag knowing the bell was only minutes from ringing. I followed her in the school building as we headed to our lockers. Always side by side since the day I started high school. I threw my book bag in my locker grabbed a pencil and a notebook and waited for Rose to finish up. When she was done she closed her locker and turned to me with a smile. "Well I'm off to do senior things and whatnot. Wish me luck Junior."

I turned and headed in the other direction and found my homeroom class only half full. I sat down in the seat closest to the door already eager to get to first period. When the class filled in Angela came and sat in the seat to my left. Angela was Leah's girlfriend which made her like my best friend-in-law. She was pretty cool and I was actually kind of happy when her and Leah got together. Before they started talking Angela was dating this guy named Ben. He's actually a grade behind us but I guess it was ok because he was so tall. Leah was crushing on her for like all of last year but isn't into the whole steal a guy's girl thing plus she wasn't sure if Angela was even into girls. So me, being the good best friend I am, got cool with her since we had most of the same classes. It wasn't that bad. I actually realized that at some point we probably would have been friends anyway. So the day she found out Ben was cheating on her I told her Leah and I were watching movies and ordering pizza and she should come. Then it was like BOOM! And they were inseparable. Over the summer they went to First Beach and Leah called me later that night with the good news.

"Did you see Leah this morning?" I asked her.

"Yeah. My mom had to go in early this morning so I had to drop the twins off at school." She said with a sigh. "I deserve the day off for completing that task. I don't understand how she does it every morning."

We both laughed as the teacher came in. Not surprising for the third year in a row I had Mrs. Volturi for homeroom. Sulpicia Volturi was the principal's wife. Every year I sit and stare at this woman. She was beautiful, simple as that. She had pale blonde hair that hung with the slightest hint of waves down her back reaching almost to her waist. To say she was thirty-two, I couldn't tell her apart from most students sometimes. Today she wore a blood red dress that hugged her curves so perfectly. The dress wasn't overly short but I was pretty sure it was against the dress code but when you're married to the principal and your older brother in law is the superintendent I guess things like that don't really matter. I could never actually figure out how Principal Volturi ever got this woman. I mean I guess he's ok looking for a guy, and older guy at that. Principal Volturi was forty, but like his wife he carried his age quite well. I wouldn't mistake him for a student but I sure wasn't expecting him to be the principal when I first met him. Principal Volturi had long straight black hair that was a little pass his shoulders. He was about 5'7" and wasn't exactly slim built. So like I said, he was ok looking for a guy. The reason I think he maybe bought Fork's High's resident Chemistry teacher is because he has this certain disposition about him. He was kind of weird honestly.

There was a knock at the door that caused me to realize I was basically drooling over my sinfully hot teacher. She gave me a slight smirk and nodded towards the door. I quickly slid out my seat and opened the door. Standing in front of me was another of the five Volturi's that in habited the school. Assistant Principal Athenadora Volturi was Principal Volturi's youngest brother's wife. Strangely enough, though they weren't related, she bore similar traits to Mrs. Sulpicia. I'm not just saying that because she's also blonde. They just sort of looked alike which I thought was a bit strange seeing as they were married to brothers, but whatever. Mrs. Athenadora handed me a stack of papers waved to her sister-in-law and continued on.

After meeting me halfway to get the papers she walked over to her desk and grabbed the roll sheet and started calling off names. She was almost to the end calling Angela Webber when someone knocked at the door again. "Bella honey could you get that for me."

I nodded and got up to open the door. Again. Standing behind it was a guy I'd never seen before. He looked over to Mrs. Volturi and his mouth dropped. I couldn't blame the guy cause I'm sure that was every students first reaction to her. It sure was mine. I choked back a laugh and Mrs. Volturi cleared her throat. "May I help you?" she asked. The boys face went red and he looked back to his schedule and back up. I could see that he was trying his hardest to keep his eyes strictly on her face as he asked his question.

"I'm sorry Ms. I'm new and I was looking for Mr. Mason's room." He said and I could tell simply from the way he talked that he was from New York. Mrs. Volturi nodded and identified the boy as Royce King and asked me if I minded showing him to Mr. Mason's room. I of course agreed and she handed me my schedule and told me I might as well stay considering it was my first period.

"So you're from New York?" I asked as we walked over to building three.

"Yeah." I could tell he wasn't much of a talker so the rest of the walk was continued in silence. When we got to Mr. Mason's room the door was already open so I just walked in.

"You got a new student. Made his way all the way to building six. Mrs. Volturi said I can just stay over this way. I have you first block." I told him as I made my way over to Rosalie while the new student went over to talk to Mr. Mason. Rosalie moved her arm so I could sit on the armrest of her desk.

"So who's the new guy?" she asked. I looked over at the new student and really looked at him. Blonde hair, blue eyes, football build. In other words Rosalie's type.

"Royce King." I told her. "That's all I know."

"And I'd sure like to be his queen." Heidi said eyes following him as he went to sit down. Charlotte and Chelsea both nodded in agreement.

"Paws off ladies." Rose said without even looking his way again since asking about him. "I'm calling dibs." It was as simple as that. With just those words it was guaranteed that any girl that liked life would keep her distance. Royce King was as good as hers. I mean its not like he'd turn her down. I stood up and Rose grabbed my wrist. "Your girlfriend was looking for you this morning."

The bell rung and Rose let go of my hand. She didn't say anything else to me as she left Mr. Mason's classroom. Not really interested in seeing my girlfriend at the moment I sat down in the nearest seat and glared angrily at the seat Rosalie had just vacated. Moments later I found myself angrily staring at someone's thigh. The girl had on light wash blue skinny jeans. I sighed when I noticed her jacket. It was a letterman jacket for the girls' basket-ball team. Mostly gold accented in burgundy. The opposite of the football team's jackets. On the arm of the jacket was the number seven and written across the back was awesome. How could I tell all this from the view of a thigh? Well I just knew because I was positive I was looking at my jacket. The voice confirmed it.

"I thought you said you talked to her Bella." she said before I looked up. Though she didn't yell her voice projected anger. I was pretty sure I was the only one who could hear the hurt behind her words. "If you want to be with her fine, just don't expect me to keep letting you drag me along for the ride. I'm not gonna sit here and wait for you to realize that all you are to her is something to keep her simple mind busy. I understand she's your best friend but she needs to understand that I'm your girlfriend. For now at least."

I turned to the front of the classroom and let my head fall on the desk. Just before the bell rung I felt the desk in front of mine move as someone sat down. My mood dropped again dangerously low as Jessica asked Lauren what was wrong with me. It was quiet for a few seconds meaning Lauren probably looked over at me with that look. That look that made me feel like I was the reason for everything wrong in the world. Just as I expected she didn't answer Jessica's question, which was perfectly fine seeing as Mr. Mason started up class. After calling roll he handed out a syllabus that came with this year's reading list.

Emily Bronte: Wuthering Heights,

William Shakespeare: Macbeth,

Geoffrey Chaucer: The Canterburry Tales,

Nathanial Hawthorne: The Scarlett Letter

"Great another Shakespeare novel." Jessica mumbled going over the reading list.

"I've read this first book." Lauren responded. "It has to be like Bella's all time favorite. She forced me into reading it but I guess that worked out for me. Hey Bella have you read any of these other books."

I looked over the list again and nodded. "All but Chaucer."

I spent the rest of the class staring at the reading list while Lauren and Jessica talked about the bonfire at the beach Saturday. I listened in to the conversation but wasn't really up for adding to it. Apparently Mike had finally asked Jessica out so he was going to pick her up Saturday which of course Lauren was ecstatic about because since it'll just be me and her I could drive. When the bell rung I met Lauren at the front of the rows and she took my hand and we headed to her second period. I kissed her at the door and rushed off to my class.

When I got there Leah sat at the back of the class holding a seat for me. When I sat down she turned to me and I knew she was somewhere around when Rose and Lauren ran into each other. The smirk on her face told me so. The bell rung and Mr. Jefferson immediately got down to business. He handed out books and a scavenger hunt for random information in the book. As soon as he was done talking Leah turned to me.

"Just so you know," she started. "Barbie's a bitch. Had I been Lauren…"

"Just tell me what happened." I told her rolling my eyes.

So turns out Lauren, well within her rights of being my girlfriend, was looking for me after first bell this morning. Rosalie, well within her rights of being my best friend, admitted she had spent the morning with me. With normal girls one would assume that conversation had been taken pretty well on both sides. Well neither of these girls were normal. Well some people don't consider being a bitch anything out of the ordinary, some do. That simple question and that simple answer turned into my girlfriend telling my best friend to stay away from me. That led to my best friend telling my girlfriend that if she wanted me they wouldn't be having this conversation. That then led to my girlfriend telling my best friend that she knows she wants me. Then the grand finale of the conversation was my girlfriend storming off after being told by my best friend that the only reason she had me was because I couldn't have her.

"I gotta give it to Barbie though." Leah said with a shrug. "Blonde hair, blue eyes, terrible attitude. It was a nice shot."

"Why is my life so complicated?" I said letting my head drop in hands.

"Because you decided to tell Barbie you've been in love with her since forever." Leah shrugged. "Girls like that take advantage of that kind of stuff."

"Yeah, because you told me it was a good idea."

"I did not." She said shaking her head. "I told you tell her you were into to her not spill your guts. I wouldn't have even told you that if I would have known."

"Known what?"

"Bella, Rosalie is not your friend." She told me seriously. I could tell she was serious because she didn't call her Blondie or Barbie. "A friend wouldn't do you what she's doing. Worst part is she's doing it on purpose."

"Whatever."

When the bell for third period rung I pulled out my schedule and sat back down. Leah stopped to ask me what was wrong but started laughing when she looked at me. "Come on. At least it isn't first period." She told me pulling me out of my seat.

I walked into my trig class just as the bell rung. I mentally scolded myself as I looked around the room and noticed the only empty seat in the class room was next to Mike Newton. The day simply couldn't get any worse. I slowly walked over to the only empty desk hoping I could somehow mentally will the seat to the right of it to be occupied by someone else. Unfortunately as I reached the desk I realized that Mike was still sitting in the one next to it.

"Hey Bella." He said with a huge smile. After almost two years of being out of the closet in a town as tiny as Forks, I expect everyone in town to know that I am a Lesbian. After personally telling a person at least once a week for said past two years I expect a person to stop asking me out. I've figured it out though. Mike isn't really a person. He's a dog in disguise. A little golden retriever waiting everyday hoping maybe one day I'll decide I want a dog, and maybe he'll be that lucky dog.

"Hey Mike." I responded back with a friendly smile. "I heard you're taking Jessica to the bonfire thing at First Beach."

His face fell a little but he nodded enthusiastically. "Are you going?" he asked.

"I didn't want to but Lauren said she did and well, you know, who am I to make my girlfriend go to a party alone." I said shrugging. His cheeks turned a little pink and he turned towards the board. I shook my head and tuned out Mr. Varner until the bell rung. After trig I had Spanish and I quickly grabbed a seat in the back. As the class filled in I quickly realized that no one I talked to shared this class with me. I was a bit surprised when Alice Brandon came sat next to me. Alice was Jasper's girlfriend, so being my best friend's brother's girlfriend we talked but I wouldn't really say we were friends.

The teacher came in closed the door and immediately started calling the roll. "Mary-Alice." She called. Alice's eyes went wide as she explained to the teacher that her name was just Alice. Ms. Gomez apologized and crossed out the Mary on her paper and continued calling roll.

"I didn't know your name was Mary." I said turning to her. "No that there's anything wrong with Mary." I said as her cheeks went pink.

"It's not." She stammered. "Or at least it isn't anymore. No one but my dad has called me Mary-Alice since the fourth grade." She said looking angry.

I had this strange feeling that Alice had wanted to talk to me about something but the Mary thing threw her off and she didn't say anything to me for the rest of the class. Ms. Gomez had the whole class go around and introduce themselves in Spanish and tell the class one fact but it couldn't be our age. By the time we got through the whole class it was time for lunch.

Going through the line I grabbed a slice of pizza some fries and a strawberry Fanta. The cafeteria was filled with small round tables with four connecting benches around it. Each bench held two people comfortably and three if you're close. I was pretty sure Lauren would already be sitting down because she always lucked up and got a class near the cafe. Finding her wasn't very hard seeing as she was still wearing my jacket. The rest of the team all wore theirs too, it's a first day thing, but they were all sitting together and my lone jacket sat at a table near by. I sat my plate on the table and sat down next to her kissing her on the cheek. I looked up to see who else was at the table because most likely this would be the arrangement for the rest of the year. On the bench to the right of us was Jessica and Mike. Directly across from us was Benjamin and Tia, and Angela sat on the bench to the left waiting patiently waiting for Leah.

"Hey Bella!" Emmett's loud voice boomed across the cafeteria. When I turned to look at him he was wearing his big dimpled grin. He motioned me over with his hand and I got up with a sigh. Lauren turned to look at the table and didn't look too pleased with the situation, but if you think about it, it makes sense. My big bear of a brother is the star quarter back. My bitch of a best friend is, well she's the head cheerleader. Naturally in the school world they would be sitting at the same table. Right next to each other? Well that's not necessary. It was a trick and she knew it. I did too but that didn't stop me from walking over and it didn't make her question it.

When I reached the table, Emmett tapped a large guy by the name of Felix and asked him to get up for a second. He nodded and carefully got up making sure not to take the table with him. I sat down in his vacant seat and watched as he sat at the next table with a bunch of cheerleaders, and Jasper of course sitting dutifully by his girlfriend. Emmett smiled and jerked his finger to Rose. "Rose wants to talk to you."

I looked at Rose and stood up from the table. I was mad at her and I was sure she knew it. I could tell she intended to apologize and expected that to make things all better. That is until she did it again. She would say slick things to Lauren every chance she got until Lauren finally cracked and broke up with me, just like Jane did. I wasn't interested in the games anymore.

I started to walk off but before I could get too far she grabbed my arm. I snatched my arm out of her grip and very rudely told her I wasn't interested in talking to her, and headed back to my table to have lunch with my girlfriend. I was very aware of the look Lauren gave her and hyper aware of the sound of heels as Rose left the cafeteria. When she reached the doors the sound of her heels was momentarily replaced by a loud bang as the door hit the wall. The sound of her heels faded away and the scene ended with the cafeteria door softly clicking back into place.

I was beginning to think I wouldn't find a good place to stop but the dramatic exit seemed kind of epic for the end of the chapter. So Bella and Lauren huh? Review and let me know what you think. Love it? Hate it? Haven't decided? How about couples? Let me know who you wanna see together. As far as I know Leah/Angela and Alice/Jasper are the only two couples that aren't going anywhere. And Bella only does blonde so keep that in mind, though I'm thinking about having a Bella/Victoria moment.