A/N Hey everyone! This is the just the trial run for the story, so please let me know what you think. Enjoy!

BPOV:

"Isabella Swan." My head whipped around. Shit shit shittity shit.

"Hello principal Cullen. I'm guessing now would probably not be a good time to remind you, once again, that my name is Bella."

"You would be correct in assuming so." He practically growled. "Please follow me to my office."

"I really don't think that's necessary."

"Now, Miss Swan. That's an order and not a suggestion we've been over this before."

"Well. No need to be snippy about it." I sprung up and sauntered after my usually calm principal.

Yes, Principal Carlisle Cullen had a reputation for being a calm, cool and collected delegator. Except when dealing with me.

Let's just say I had a…different sort of reputation.

"Now Miss Swan." Carlisle clicked the door shut behind us. "You know the drill, sit down in the chair and keep your snide comments to yourself."

"If you don't mind, sir, I like to think of my comments more as witty and comical."

"That's enough." His hands slammed down on the table. "What were you doing when I arrived at the common area today Isabella?"

"Could you specify what time this was, sir?"

"Miss Swan you are on my last nerve. I will ask you once more, what were you doing when I arrived?" I sighed.

"I may have possibly been beating the shit out of Mike Newton a little."

"I see. And how badly hurt was he?"

"Well." I snapped. "I didn't get a chance to finish. He would've had a broken nose and a broken arm if you hadn't showed up!"

"Miss Swan, you are appalling. Unfortunately the worst I can do under the circumstances is to suspend you for two weeks."

"Aw, how tragic." I pouted theatrically and Dr. Cullen smirked.

"And, you get to attend youth correction sessions every Saturday until you return to school."

"Ugh you have got to be shitting me! Just extend the suspension for God sakes!"

"I will see you in two days. Dismissed."

"So, there are really no other options?"

"Dismissed, Miss Swan."

"Yeah, whatever." I slammed the door behind me and trudged over to my delinquent friends.

"What's up Bells?" Emmet was sitting on the hood of Rosalie's red convertible, and she was yelling at him to get off as she always does.

"Dr. Douche just gave me two weeks suspension."

"Yea-ah!" He high-fived me. "We should hang out till mine lets off." He ticked the days off on his fingers, contemplating. "Then that leaves you five days all alone!"

"Don't worry." Alice skipped over. "I'm sure Rosie will get busted long before then."

"Hey, watch it freak show." Rosalie chucked something at her, but Ali dodged it neatly.

"You guys are missing the point. I have to go to youth correction sessions on fucking Saturdays!" They all grimaced.

"Ooh, rough stuff Bells. That's only two sessions though, right?"

"Two sessions too many." I grumbled, sliding into the backseat. Rosalie still stood resolute next to the hood, hands on her hips.

"Emmet, get your ass off my car! We gotta split!"

"All right ice queen, cool down." He chuckled to himself and jumped through the passenger side window.

The ride home was quiet. Ali was listening to her iPod while Rosie and Em were bickering. So I sat back and tried to enjoy the fact that I had two weeks of freedom ahead of me. Well, almost freedom. I would be spending my Saturdays with Dr. Cullen and his dumbass youth correction exercises. FML.

"We're here!" Ali sang, jumping out.

"Yay!" My voice was dripping with sarcasm, as usual. It's not as if I was freaking out about telling my dad or anything. Believe me; I had done this too many times before. It was just annoying to have to go through the whole damn process.

"Hey Charlie!" Alice sang as she walked in. "Guess who got another suspension today?"

"Gee, thanks Ali." I rolled my eyes. "Really. How old are you?"

"Bella." Charlie gave me a stern look and I sighed.

"This guy called me a whore, so…I simply gave him a few good punches to the face."

"He was bleeding pretty good too."

"Bella!" Charlie threw his hands up, exasperated, and I shot my sister a look.

"Does this amuse you, Alice?"
"Actually, yes, it does."

"Bella, I know you felt beating that boy was necessary, but look where this little stunt has landed you." I hated it when he did this.

"Well it would have been fine if Principal Cullen hadn't shown up!"

"But he did!"

"Alice! Do you have some overly obnoxious form of turrets?"

"Sorry! I'll leave." Giggling, she sprinted up the stairs.

"Bella, I'm disappointed." I know my father telling me he was 'disappointed' was supposed to be the worst thing ever, but my morals had basically gone down the toilet the moment I entered the real world. The words carried little weight anymore.

"I know, dad. Sorry"

"You're grounded for the duration of the suspension."

"A whole week?" I lied smoothly.

"Yes. The whole week."

"Fine." Sucker. I trudged up to our room and proceeded to smack Alice upside the head.

"Ow!"

"You're rude." I put my hands on my hips, expectant.

"Well," She smiled smugly. "It's not my fault you get in trouble all the time."

"Yes, I'm sorry I offended you, little miss perfect angel." Shaking her head, Alice stood to leave, but cast me a backward glance.

"You should just do what I do."

"And that is?"

A sly smile crept across her face. "Not get caught."

A/N I hope you liked it! More to come if I get enough response. Thanks for reading!