* This story is made by two authors, Vampirelover1100 and iEatBrainz. We only own Veronica and Aaron. Alice belongs to Stephanie Meyer. *
VPOV
I was at lunch with my best friend, Alice Cullen, who had short, spiky black hair, a pale complexion, and golden eyes; she was around 4'5 and had a hyper personality. Aaron Denvers had short, dark, wavy brown hair just shy of his shoulders, beautiful blue eyes like sapphires, nice sculpted muscles, and a good tan. We met in the fifth grade and had been friends ever since. I had feelings for Aaron but I didn't want to admit that to him, just yet; I was too afraid.
I live with my mom, since my father passed away when I just an infant. I'm now 17 and a straight A student. We live in a kind of small apartment, with just two bedrooms, one bathroom, a small kitchen and the living room.
"Yo, Ron. Earth to Ronnie!" I was brought out of my thoughts by Alice shaking me.
"What?"
"Dress shopping in town? Prom's in two months." Oh, right. I still didn't have a date for that. Oh well.
"Yeah. Sure. I'd love to," I replied as I picked up my plastic spork and stabbed the Styrofoam tray in front of me. Both of my friends brought their lunch every day, and I was stuck buying mine. Aaron sat down across from me, without his usual bag of delicious lunch that I usually take food from.
"Hey you. Where's your lunch?" Alice asked, as if reading my thoughts. He shrugged.
"Forgot it at home, but I'm not hungry anyway. Sorry Ron, that means no snacks today," he gave me an apologetic smile along with a shrug. The butterflies made a mosh pit out of my stomach. My eyes strayed to a table a few feet away. Isabella Swan was making flirty glances at Aaron. I grimaced.
"What?"
"Nothing." I wanted to punch Swan in the face, but I gritted my teeth and resumed the stabbing of my plate.
"So…did you guys hear about the incident?" Aaron leaned in closer to us. We shook our heads. "Well," he continued, "a few days ago, some kids at the middle school were found dead in an old alley. Their wounds were brutal, cuts and bruises everywhere. And then, the day after that, a young teacher at the very same middle school went missing."
I felt a chill go down my back. Who would do such a thing?
"The worst part is they were all girls. And, since my dad is a doctor, he got to do the autopsy. Their hymens had been broken, apparently. They'd been raped before they were killed. Isn't that terrible?"
I couldn't listen anymore. Tossing my Styrofoam plate into a nearby trashcan, I made my way out of the cafeteria and to the bathroom.
"MaCoy." I turn to see Isabella walk in.
"What do you want Swan?"
"I want you to stay away from Aaron, he's mine got it bitch?" She was right in front of me.
"I can hang out with whoever I like." Then she punched my face. I turned and punched her in the nose and it made a satisfying crunch sound.
"Ow, you broke my fucking nose." I smiled sweetly and left to fifth period, where I sat down next to Aaron.
"Where were you Ronnie?"
"Bathroom, breaking Swan's nose." His eyes got wide.
"What?" I shrugged and decided not to answer. The teacher showed up, finally. He was always late, for whatever reason.
"Okay, class. Partner up, now. Choose a partner A and a partner B, within the next…15 seconds. Go!" Aaron gave me a quick smile before hopping up and going over to Benjamin Stators at table four. Alice skipped over to me.
"I'll be partner A. Trust me, you need this grade," she winked. Alice was almost always speaking in cryptic tones like this, as if she could see the future. Once everyone was settled down again, the teacher gave everyone a piece of graphing paper, a microscope, and several plants. We had to track something, I didn't hear the instructions. I glanced over at Aaron and Benjamin. He was goofing off, holding the plants by their stems above his ears.
"Ms. MaCoy! I asked you a question."
"Huh? What? Oh. Sorry, what was it?" My teacher sighed.
"Perhaps your partner, miss Cullen, can tell me –" Alice smiled and nodded quickly.
"It's in its dying form, sir. It's almost dead," she answered in a bubbly manner as usual.
Luckily, school ended soon after that. I met my best friends outside on the steps. Alice was already waiting for Aaron and me.
"Hey, Ronnie, do ya want to come over tomorrow? It's Saturday. We'll have the house to ourselves. Air can come too," she smiled. Air was what we called Aaron. He gave us an exasperated sigh along with an apologetic smile.
"I can't, guys. My dad picked tomorrow to go visit mom's grave. So...sorry"
"Oh that's okay," bubbled Alice. "Ronnie and I are ok with that."
"Yeah, definitely. Sorry you can't come, though." I hugged him one-armed, seeing as my other arm had all my books. I detached myself from my friends and headed over to my baby. Hah, I mean my Mitsubishi Lancer. It was a faithful car and hardly ever broke down. Plus it was cheap.