CPOV

There is nothing more irritating to me than Jessica Stanley. Oh, don't get me wrong I.... I... Fine, I hate her with my entire being. I hate her groupies, I hate her ever perverse and unable to keep it in his trousers boyfriend, and I hate being part of their 'clique'. Ugh. Being from California, I was immediatly pulled into the spiraling circle on the seventh layer of hell that is the popular crowd. I don't hate everyone though. I'm rather fond of Bella Swann. Sweet girl she is... Doesn't obsess with trivial things such as hair and make up. I sometimes spend afternoons with her, while the dolls are away dressing each other in the sluttiest outfits they can find.

My inner ramblings can sometimes take over my life... but I enjoy them. It helps me let off steam. My brain should be a shrivelled prune by now.

"Chloe... Chloe! Are you even listening to me?" Jessica whined incessantly into my right ear, shattering my ear drum into pieces. I pulled myself from my peaceful haven, in which I sang songs from The Rocky Horror Picture Show, and turned my head to look at her.

"No not really..." I let out a yawn and Bella giggled into her notebook from the other end of the table. Jessica seemed to ignore my reply as she continued her rant. Something about Mike, another girl....another girl.....wow, the list is apparantly endless. God knows why the all drop their panties for him. He basically resembles a greasy ball of rolled up newspaper, thrown into the gutter, covered in slime.... Oh wait, there goes my inner rambling again.

"Are you going after school Chloe?" Bella butted into Jessica's sentence, and the weasel bitch, ehem... glared at her.

"To audition? You bet your sorry ass I am..." I smirked at her. I loved musicals, and Mrs Donnigan had lovingly thrown herself into this years production of a classic. Well, my kind of classic anyway. Grease, and no, I'm not referring back to to Mike. The over used, overdone, but still kind of cute musical, that starred a once thin John Travolta, and a wrinkle free Oliva Newton John.

I was aiming for the role of Rizzo, my favourite character. No starring role for me thanks. I'm somewhat happier to be the support. It's much more fun. We get the man in the end. We're just not in the limelight as much.

A shrill ring signalled the start of my heaven, and the end of my hell. I snatched up my things and practically threw Bella on my back as I ran for Biology.

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As we hurtled into class, I wasn't surprised to see we were not alone. No matter how fast I ran, I could never beat him.

"Damn it Cullen. Do you live in here?" I sucked in a breath and bent over. My lungs were on fire, and the pulling pain in my side proved my theory that I indeed had a stitch. Edward had not looked up from his book.

"No, I'm just quicker than you. Live with-"

As he talked, he let his eyes rise from the book, and his confident come back tapered off when he spotted Bella at my side. A blush crept up along his neck, turning his pale cheeks a delicate shade of pink, and his emerald eyes darted back to his book. I raised an eyebrow. When was he going to ask her out? So many times I've tried, and miserably failed to do it for him. Bella took her usual seat next to him, shyly muttering hi. He replied just as softly, blushing again. My mouth hung open in disbelief before I rolled my eyes.

How much more obvious could it be? She liked him. He liked her. What? Did they want me to put it in writing? A sign painted on the billboard outside? A sky writer?

I groaned and pulled my chair around the other side of their desk. An hour with two oblivious people is enough to send me screaming to the nearest asylum. Damn whoever invented group work. I hope they spend eternity listening to Jessica rant.

I glared at Edward and Bella. They weren't even looking at each other. This called for some serious thinking.... My main plan had consisted of getting Edward to audition for Danny in Grease. Bella would be sure to get the part of Sandy, no questions. I'd heard her sing, and had often joined in. Edward was a neat little crooner, when he decided to let himself go. I remember the one and only time he got drunk. He'd had seven beers, and I'd even coaxed him to try whiskey.

He'd had a jolly time slurring along to 'Just Like You' by Three Days Grace. If he could sing then, he could certainly sing now. It was just the annoying fact tha confidence was not one of Edwards strong points.

"So-o..." I drew the word out, getting their attention. "Bella's auditioning for Sandy this year in the play.... What do you think?" I mused, sounding disinterested. I caught Bella in the corner of my eye, tensing, waiting for his reaction.

"I-I... You'd be...amazing..." he stuttered out. Well at least he complimented her. Bella turned scarlett, whispering a thank you. By now the task had started, and Edward was busily handling the slides that we were to look at.

"Why don't you try out for Danny?" Right, it was on the table. As was the slide Edward was just holding. He coughed with embarassment and picked it up again.

"I don't think so... " His eyes went to Bella, who caught his gaze and looked back at the table. Right, different tactic. The Mike card was now coming into play.

"Looks like you'll be snogging Mike then Bella love. Sorry..." Both heads snapped to me. Bella's because she'd asked me to ask Edward, and didn't want him to know, and Edward's because he heard Mikes name.

"Mike Newton?" For once his voice was steady, and pure venom leaked from it when he said the name. I nodded, smirking. Bella was blushing again. I sometimes wondered how her heart coped, constantly pumping blood to her face. It's a little wonder there's any left for the rest of her body.

"Yup, poor Bella having to kiss that. I don't envy you dear..."

"I'll do it."

My head nearly flew off of my shoulders, it snapped up so quickly. Now that would be an awesome headline. "Girls head knocks out biology teacher." Front page news. But more pressing matters were now at hand. Bella was in a simialar situation to me. Utter shock.

"Say what now?" I gaped, and apparantly our expressons were enough to kick Edward back into his shell. His statement became more of a question.

"I-I'll do it?" His eyes were wide.

Bella forgot herself. Finally. She let out a little cry of delight and threw her arms around Edward, attracting the attention of some of the surrounding pupils. I glared at them until they looked away. It was a sideway's hug. But a hug all the same. Edward practically glowed with delight and Bella still hadn't let him go.

"Excuse me for breaking you both up..." The teachers voice broke them apart. "But I'm sure I asked for finished work." I gave him my best death glare as Bella realised what she was doing and quickly released Edward. They awkwardly smiled at each other. I thrust my paper into the teachers hand roughly. Take that. I hope you have a really nasty paper cut now.

A/N: Well my new story kicks off. the POV is of an OC character I created called Chloe. There will be different POV's so fear not. It is rated M for a reason. Smutty smut and lemony lemons. I hope you like it and if you did, please comment. Please give your opinions on Chloe too!