Fanfiction

Twilight

Disclaimer: Everyone says that I don't own twilight............... but the voices disagree... mwah ha ha ha!

EPOV

Bang, Bang!

"Yo, Edward, wake up!" I heard my brother Emmett yell. "It's the first day of school, we can't be late!"

I groaned and murmured something unintelligent (a rare occurrence for me) but still managed to roll out of bed with a relatively small bang. Groaning again I stood up and stumbled into my on-suite bathroom for a shower.

First day back at school. First day back at hell. Sure, everyone thinks that the nerds love school, but in reality we hate it more than anyone else. Sitting there for hours on end while teachers tell about things we already know, add on a few annoy bullies who are so stupid they think that one plus one actually equals window and you've got the life of a nerd in school wrapped up. But since I have no choice in the matter, I do my time with minimal complaints.

After my shower, I quickly dried myself off, tied a towel around my waist and went off hunting for clothes.

Nerd that I am, my room is tidy, even my CDs are organised and labelled so it took me no time at all to find the exact clothes that I wanted. My favourite pair of skinny jeans, a long sleeved white t-shirt and a logo t-shirt on top that read 'THE THREE LEGGED SPACE CHICKENS ARE COMING! TAKE COVER! I chuckled to myself as I put it on. That t-shirt always cracks me up, I don't see why people make fun of my logo t-shirts, they're way more interesting than 'Henley's' or 'Abercrombie and Fitch'.

Now for the last stage of my morning ritual. Hair. I had battled in vain so many times to flatten the untidy bronze mess that is my hair, armed with only my trusty comb, but after seventeen years of the same daily battle it still came out the victor. Oh how I hated it. Sitting there, pretending to be my friend, when really it delights in seeing me be beaten up for being 'the ginger kid'. It's bronze, not ginger! How can people not get that? Besides, even if it did look slightly ginger, when it's paired with my emerald green eyes it makes me look sort of Irish. We live in America, for Spock's sake, we're supposed to love the Irish!

Now this may surprise you, but even with my incredible fashion sense, good looks and obvious charm I have still never had a girlfriend. Confusing, huh? Even more shocking is my big brother Emmett. He's a senior and still single! To be completely honest though, I blame myself for that. Our mum died when we were very small and our dad's a workaholic so he's pretty much raised me. Even when we were little, if someone stole my spade in the sandpit he would have been on them in an instant. What I love him for the most though, is the protection he gives me from dad. My dad really does not approve of me being a nerd and so he's always trying to get me to man up.

When we were younger he took us out on camping trips, but those stopped when he realised that I was only interested in naming the constellations. More recently it's been the gym. My dad is the manager of Forks gym and he has always expected one of us to follow in his footsteps, but of course, neither of us wants to. Emmett has always loved kids (still being one himself, you know, mentally) and has wanted to be a teacher for as long as I can remember, me on the other hand........... there are many things I would enjoy doing but my passion has always been music. Every since my first piano lesson I have known that there is nothing I would rather do with my life than compose. But as I was saying, the gym. He made us go for a few months, but we both hated it. All that running and lifting, it just seemed so pointless! So Emmett came riding in to the rescue, he bargained with my dad for my freedom, and won! Unfortunately everything comes with a price, Emmett is now stuck doing my hours at the gym along with his own. He puts on a brave face but I know that he would much rather be hanging out with Jasper and I.

But on the upside we are both now in very good shape (including the Jazzman who went along with us for support), Emmett especially, he looks like a freaking bear! But I've been reminiscing for too long now, goodbye mental audience!

Giving up on my hair I grabbed my glasses and backpack and ran down the stairs towards the smell of my brothers cooking. Oh yes, when I say he takes care of me I was being completely serious.

"Took you long enough," Emmett said with a grin on his face, "you had me worried that you had turned into Alice." I barked a laugh before piling my plate with food, barely making it to the table before I started to wolf it down. Hey, what can I say, boys will be boys, eh?

Emmett cooked while I ate, life was good. Click click click. Until now. I looked up with the same glare I use every morning. Alice, the sister from hell. Sure, we used to be friends.......... but then we went to high school. Now we're at opposite ends of the food chain. Nerd (moi) and plastic ( a.k.a. Alice.)

"Eat louder Edward," Alice said in a sarcastic voice. Cue Emmett.

"I'm sure he'll try, but in the meant time I was wondering if you would like to eat breakfast or should I just cut out the middle man and throw it down the toilet?" I wonder how he can look so innocent? I would never be able to get that sentence out with a straight face.

"No thank-you Emmett," Alice said with an annoyed look on her face, "Rose's cousin is starting today and I'm giving them a lift."

"I didn't know Jasper had a cousin," I said, regretting it instantly.

"Well, you wouldn't." Alice said with a sneer. "Her name is Bella something, can't remember, but oh well, I leaving now," turning on her heel she walked off to the garage.

"We should probably go to," Emmett said as he slung his bag over his shoulder.

"Yeah, I suppose," I said shovelling down one last bite of scrambled egg, I slung my bag over my shoulder and started to run towards the garage. "I'm driving!" I yelled over my shoulder to Emmett, who let out a groan but quickly ran to catch up anyway.