AN: Yes, I started another story because... school is out! Finally!! This story was inspired by one of my best friends. Edward is pretty much based off of him. Anyway, I hope you guys like it. Don't forget to review!

Oh, yeah, if you don't like the story, then just stop reading. No need for insults lol.

Happy Reading,

-MissLorraine

EPOV

"Where's Bel?" I asked, looking around the table at my friends. Rosalie and Emmett were sucking each others' faces off, as usual, while Alice and Jasper were whispering gay nothings to one another.

Breakfast in the cafeteria was always the loudest since the student weren't split into two different groups like during the two lunch periods. So most of the entire 300 some, Forks High school student body was crammed into the, not even close to being big enough, room. I could see a guy chasing a girl around the perimeter, stupid ass freshmen. It seemed like every single student was squashed in here this morning, sans Bella, my best friend.

It was boring as shit whenever she wasn't around. Sure, there were always the girls that kept walking past our table trying to get my attention. Probably wanted a quick fuck before first period, but I'd already gotten head before I picked up Bella this morning, so, I was good.

"Bathroom," Alice finally answered my question three minutes later. She looked past me and lifted her chin, "There she is."

I turned to see Bella walking towards us, sexy as ever. Her high heels made her legs seem to go on forever, jean skirt stopped at her mid-thigh, her blue v-neck shirt hugged her perky breasts and curves perfectly, her thick, brown, wavy hair bounced off her shoulders as she walked, porcelain skin almost glowing and looked smooth as silk, chocolate eyes smiling as she pushed through the throng.

A growl came to my lips as that shit head, Mike Newton, stopped Bella with a hand on her waist. I couldn't help but be protective over her. Isabella Marie Swan, preferably Bella, had been my best friend for the past four years. Bella knew all my dirty little secrets and about my escapades. Finally, she smiled, patted his arm away from her, and came to stand beside me.

"What the hell took you so long? Were you taking a dump?"

Bella smacked me in the back of the head, "No, grossness. There was a line. I think a girl was taking a shit while another had her tampon stuck or something," she shrugged.

"Ew," I made a disgusted face, she didn't need to share all that.

I grabbed her waist and pulled her onto my lap. I don't why, but I always had to be touching some of her. It calmed me. Aside from holding her hand, which gained stares from fucking nosey bitches, I figured the rest of her body was fair game. Apparently Bella didn't share my opinion; she slid from my lap into the empty seat between me and the midget.

"Hands off, Cullen," she scooted her chair closer to the table and frowned at Rose and Em.

"Why?" I pouted.

She groaned, "Uh, skirt," she pointed with her eyes downward and I followed, getting an excellent view of her creamy thighs.

"I know," my lips lifted into a half smile as I Ieaned toward her and wiggled my brows. "Easy access."

"Ugh. You're such a prick."

Settling back into my chair, I rested my arm on the back of her seat, playing with the ends of her hair, while my other hand lay on her knee. Bella didn't move it and I smiled. "You know you like it."

She sneered at me, "Yeah, just as much as I like it when the doctor pokes around my vagina whenever I get a pap smear." Jasper and Alice started laughing.

I opened my mouth, but Bella cut me off,

"Don't even say anything, Edward," she knew me too well. "Could you guys stop face fucking for two minutes so I don't puke on Edwards' penis, please," Bella said to the couple directly across from us.

"Yes, please. Stop," I encouraged, not liking the image of mucus-y acid on my manhood. I cringed.

Rose giggled as she finally pulled away, wiping around her lips with her fingers. Emmett sat back looking smug as hell.

"Pink is a good color for you, Em," I laughed. Rose turned to him and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Whatever, Eddie, your just jealous," he smirked.

"Of what?"

"You know what," Emmett's eyes got wider with the implication. I wanted to knock his ass out. I'm sure he thought he was being discrete or some shit, but he wasn't. My eyes narrowed and I flipped him off with that hand beside Bella's shoulder.

"I'm sure Edward already busted a nut this morning," Bella remarked.

"True," I nodded.

She turned her chocolate brown eyes to me and frowned, "I knew you and your car smelled this morning; the whore stench."

"ANYWAY!" Alice blurted, effectively interrupting and ending our conversation. "Bella, don't forget to bring your suit to the game."

Ah, the cheerleading suit. Alice and Rose managed to con Bella into joining the squad, albeit it took three years of nagging on their part. But, I would never be able to thank them enough. Just thinking about Bella in the cheerleading outfit made my dick twitch.

"Yeah, I'll bring it," she muttered.

"You're cheering at the game today?" I asked, hopeful.

Rose decided my question was apparently not important, Queen Bitch talked right over me. Rude. "Bella, if you forget," she made finger quotations in the air when she said forget, "your outfit, again, you're wearing the borrowed one."

"Fine!" Bella snapped, looking appalled.

"Are you going back to your house before the game?" I inquired as the seven minute warning bell rang. We all stood, putting our backpacks on before waving or nodding to each other. I took Bella's hand, weaving her arm through mine, her hand resting at the inside bend of my elbow.

"No, Edward, Alice and Rose were just hounding me about my stupid fucking suit because I keep it stashed in my locker, here, at school." Sarcasm. I hated it. She confused me more than once with that shit.

I ignored it this time though, "Can I come over after school?"

She shrugged, meaning yes, as we stepped into the hall.

BPOV

Walking arm and arm with Edward Cullen, my best friend and the love of my stupid flipping life, wasn't anything unusual. Yes, I have been in love with this whore since freshmen year. What kind of girl falls for a man whore? A dumbass.

But I couldn't really help it. He was everything I had every wanted in my dream guy, bar all the sluts and tramps. Edward could always make me laugh, even if I had the worst day in the world, and he was always there for me. He was funny, intelligent, disgustingly handsome, quick-witted, caring, honest, and sexy as Adonis himself. With his tall, muscled, yet toned physique, smoldering emerald eyes, his chiseled jaw and perfect planes on his face, and his hair. Oh god. His hair is bronze, thick, and is always amazingly, sexily, disarrayed.

Now if only I was Aphrodite. Sigh.

We dated once, back during our sophomore year. It was short lived, about a month. I was already completely in love with him by then and I think my feelings scared him off. Especially since he's afraid of commitment, love, and relationships. We hadn't done much during that month, just a hand job and fingering. Pretty lame. After we broke up I told him I loved him; yep, after. It was stupid, but whatever, fuck it.

Since then we became best friends again, even closer than we were before. He was always touching me and I didn't know why, not that I cared much, but I just figured it was because he was such a horn dog that he always needed to be touching some anatomy of a girl. Eh. I tried, and still try to set boundaries because he was a whore before we dated and he was one after; he's a whore still. But he blatantly ignores all the boundaries I set.

Alice and Rose tell me I'm stupid for being so close to him or having him in my life at all, that I'll get hurt. But I don't know what I'd do without him. He is my secret rock and I learned to deal with all the nasties that follow him around like lost puppy dogs or come up to him like he was something to eat; like now for example.

Lauren 'dick sucking champ' Mallory stepped right in front us as we were making our way to class and stopped. God, did I hate it when people just fucking stopped in the middle of the already cramped hallway. It jams up the foot traffic, and I just loved being shoved from behind into some kid in front of me who hasn't discovered deodorant and showering should be part of their daily routine.

"Move," I barked.

She didn't even look at me. Bitch. She just stood there in her hooker heels, shorts that could get her suspended, and a black spaghetti strap shirt, ignoring me.

She reached up and trailed her fingers up and down his jaw, Edward just stood there, probably enjoying it. "You left so quickly this morning after…" she glanced at me, "breakfast." Gag.

Edward smirked and ran his long fingers through his air, "Yeah, I had somewhere I had to be, sorry."

He had to pick me up.

"Oh, well maybe you came come over after the game and we can celebrate," she licked her lips.

"Would you mind not jumping on his junk while I'm right here," I asked, rolling my eyes and interrupting her pathetic attempt at seduction.

"No, I don't mind," she responded, stepping closer to him while simultaneously pushing me aside, and I had enough.

I unwound my arm from Edward's and side stepped to go around her but he caught my arm. I turned to see him giving me a pleading look. Usually I would let him suffer the consequences of his hit it and quit it quickies, but it was that time of the month and I felt like bitching. So I stepped back beside him, forcing her to move about an inch, trying my best not to touch her because let's face it she is dirty, and rewound my arm with his.

"Back up, dick sucker." Edward chuckled, I didn't.

"Excuse me?" she gasped, bringing a hand over her chest. Oh, now she wants to be all proper. Lauren glared daggers at Edward and screeched, "I can't believe you told her!"

My brows lifted in slight surprise. I didn't know it was her, he was with this morning. Now that I did know, I wish I didn't. My stomach rolled in disgust. She shoved past me, making her way down the hall.

"I call you later!" he called back to her. And she'd pick up too.

"Great, Edward," I muttered as we started walking again.

"What?" he asked, looking all innocent.

"Now I have to get checked for fucking crabs."

He laughed, "What are you talking about?"

I sighed, not even slightly amused, "She kept pushing against me. You know them suckers jump around."

We stopped in front of my first period Spanish class. He hugged me and whispered into my ear, "I'll check your entire body for them later."

I shoved Edward away before he could feel the shiver traveling down my spine. I muttered a quick "later" before retreating into the class and away from his arrogant, chuckling form. Damn him.

Bella's Room

Edward flopped on my bed and kicked off his shoes, snuggling underneath the covers. I hung my cheerleading outfit on the back of my bedroom door so I wouldn't forget it. Then I went into the bathroom to brush my non-cooperative hair out before changing into sweat pants and walked back into my room, shutting the door.

I guessed Edward was under the covers just in his wife beater, boxers, and socks since his blue dress shirt and black dress pants were hanging on the back of my computer chair. The football players always had to dress up on game days, just as the cheerleaders were suppose to wear their outfits. I rarely ever did because I thought it was annoying as shit to walk around in something that flashes my spankies every time I took a step. But I did like it when Edward dressed up, he was even more handsome and sexy.

"Want to take a nap?" I guessed, walking over to the bed.

He mumbled "yeah" and reached his arms out for me. I slid on the bed and into his arms, easily fitting myself to his body. We just fit.

This wasn't anything out of the ordinary either, sleeping together without sex. Our whole friendship was weird. I was the only girl in school that Edward wanted to fuck, but couldn't. In fact, we hadn't done anything since sophomore year. It was like we were always doing a mating dance, but never mated. Sleeping, literally, together was just another one of my boundaries that he had ignored and broken.

I snuggled deeper into him, laying my head on his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around me. Edward's heart beat steadily with his slow, deep breaths. It was times like these when I knew Alice and Rose were right.

I was stupid to be so close to him and I would get hurt.

AN: So, that was the first chapter. Did you like it? Review and tell me what you think!

If you're wondering, yeah my friend does actually act like that. Haha. But he's awesome. So don't hate!