Main song of story: Secrets by One Republic

"Tell me what you want to hear,

Something that'll light those ears

Sick of all the insincere

So I'm gonna give all my secrets away

This time, don't need another perfect lie,

Don't care if critics ever jump in line

I'm gonna give all my secrets away"

"Bella, you worry too much" he said, rolling his eyes at me.

My muscles tightened in fear as I watched him turn around.

"Please, stop. If you love me, you'll stop," I whispered.

He turned around and kissed my forehead.

"Belly-bear, you know everything will turn out fine. You're so silly for even thinking that!" I managed to let out a small smile, but I couldn't push away the fear that was consuming my every thought.

"Okay. I trust you"

"That's my little sis," he said, turning towards the stadium.

I watched him go, all the while my heart thumping louder and louder. It blocked out all sound, all thought.

And then I woke up.

Cold sweat coated my face. I felt heavy and sick. It seemed to take decades before my eyes were able to focus on my clock. But, when they finally did, I groaned. 7:45. Throwing off my warm covers, I began to make up my bed. Last night's dream had me enveloped in my own thoughts. I was barely paying attention when a voice interrupted my troubled reverie. "You were screaming again," Startled, I quickly turned around to see Charlie, sitting in my grandma's rocking chair. She'd passed away years ago.

"You shouldn't scare people like that, Charlie," I mumbled, continuing to fix my bed.

"Bella, did you know that it's been three years, and you still haven't-" "Stopped screaming? Yes, I'm aware of that," I interrupted. "This isn't normal," he said calmly. I looked at my father and couldn't help but notice his deadpanned expression.

"I know, but, crying every time you hear one thing about him, isn't either," I argued in a low tone.

"That doesn't happen-" "Really? So tell me why I still have to throw away his mail? Every time Renee sees them, she starts bawling and won't come out of her room for hours!"

Charlie was silent. "Exactly," I mumbled, finishing the final touches on the bed. I grabbed my stuff and started to head out my room, but Charlie stopped me.

"She can't help it. That was her only son,"

"And he was my only brother," I stated coldly, "Besides, it's been three years Charlie, it isn't normal anymore."

"What the fuck is wrong with these people?" Jessica asked when we saw Mike and his group of friends dancing on top of his car.

"Aren't you glad that's your boyfriend?" I said sarcastically, earning a glare from Jessica.

She ran across the parking lot and grabbed Mike by his shoulders, which brought him down to ground. People started staring.

Ah, the power couple. When people had nothing to do but look at something that made their self-esteem go down, they turned to Mike and Jess. She was the head cheerleader, and he was captain of the football team. However, the team hadn't won a single game all season.

You can blame Mike and his idiotic ways.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Jessica yelled, causing more people to stop and stare. Mike nervously cleared his throat before answering.

"I was just having fun, babe. Don't worry, I won't do it again," he said softly.

Jessica sighed and planted a kiss on his lips. People grumbled when they found no drama and started heading towards their classes; I quickly speed-walked towards Jessica, who had started making out with Mike.

"Uh, Jess, I think I'll head to class without you," I mumbled. I started to get nervous when I spotted Mike's guys looking at me in interest. Fucking leeches. Jessica dismissed me with her hand, and moaned when Mike touched her ass. I started walking when I heard a voice beside me.

"Ew, I didn't need to see that. I'm going to college and my brain wants to stay pure,"

"Agreed," I chuckled, bumping fists with Jasper Hale.

Jasper Hale was none other than the dude across the street. With a hidden agenda, of course. Jasper's known for selling drugs and being the common bad boy. And, for dating the town's fashion queen, Alice Brandon.

"What's up with Mike and Jess? The only time I see them like that, is usually after a fight," he said, wrinkling his nose in disgust. I hear you, Jasper. Loud and clear.

"Well, Mike decided to act like a fucking hobo, and started dancing with his friends on his car," I quickly explained. Jasper nodded during the explanation and the two of us ended up laughing.

"I swear, one day, Mike Newton will be known for the world's biggest douche bag!" Jasper joked. The two of us walked into class and took our regular seats.

"How long do you think they'll stay together?" I asked, making Jasper grin in response. See, Mike and Jess had an on and off relationship. Jasper and I would often take bets once and a while seeing how long it would take for them to break up again. It was an amusing process.

"Two months, three tops," he said shrugging his shoulders.

"Nah, I give them one. You should've heard Jess ranting about Phil. 'Oh my god, he looks so hot! I sure would like him to suck me someday!'" I said, doing a horrible Jessica impression. But apparently it was good, because Jasper started laughing.

"Is it too soon-"

"To back out? Hell yeah!"

"Aw, I was really hoping for some money," he frowned. I stared at him with wide eyes. Jasper lifted an eyebrow.

"Something wrong?"

"You sell drugs, Jasper. You already have money!" I laughed. Jasper shrugged.

"Not all mine. I need to pay the people that give them to me"

"Aw, poor Jasper's broke" I joked, earning a frown from Jasper.

"I'm not the only one" he shot back, making me slide back into my seat.

"Jasper Hale, people actually want to pass the grade, so I suggest you be quiet!" Ms. Cookie finished, while slamming her ruler on his desk. Jasper and I stayed seated while everyone jumped in shock. She loved whacking her ruler everywhere. She probably was a dominant for a night time job.

"Sorry," he mumbled sadly, but winked at me. I rolled my eyes.

Satisfied, Ms. Cookie turned around and continued to teach the class. When she turned around, several people laid their heads on their desks and fell asleep. Yes Ms. Cookie, because people do want to pass the grade. That's why they're sleeping, ignoring your loud, screaming and horrible teaching.

"She's such a bitch"

"Really? I hadn't noticed" I mumbled sarcastically. I frowned when I felt a slap on my shoulder and giggled. I turned left and saw Jasper giggling into his hand.

That was definitely a sight to see.

"Bella! Over here!" Jess called, making Jasper turn around and leave the cafeteria. I laughed at him internally, and headed towards the table. Once I sat down, Jess started ranting. Typical.

"Right now, I want to kill Mike. I want to push him into a cave, block it off with a rock, and then in a few years we'll see if he rises like Jesus!"

What the fuck?

"Jess, it'll be fine, everything will be fine," Lauren said, soothing Jessica.

Yeah, that's why you're smirking over your shoulder? Lauren Mallory. She is the ultimate Jessica fan. Although, cut a few layers, and you'll find she's just a girl that wants to ruin Jess's reputation so she can be most popular. I don't mind. As long as she's not coming at me, she's not my problem.

"Excuse me, but why are you going out with him in the first place?" Rosalie said, making everyone turn silent. Rosalie Hale was the ex-popular girl. Her and Emmet Cullen- quarterback for the football team-were the It-Couple. That is until people found out she had an eating disorder. All of a sudden, Rosalie seemed to disappear off the face of the earth. That's why the entire table went silent. We were…surprised-for lack of a better word-to see her here. Talking. With us.

"What the fudge are you doing here?" Mike interrupted, just coming from getting his lunch. Rosalie shrugged.

"I can't eat with my friends?"

"Not if you're going to throw it back up in the girl's bathroom," Lauren joked, causing everyone around her to laugh. Rosalie scoffed and left the table. I got up, but was stopped by Lauren.

"You're actually going to help that bitch?"

"Don't be a dick," was all I said, before I ran off into the girl's bathroom.

By the time I got there, I heard crying.

"You okay?" I asked.

"What? Come to make fun of me?"

"Listen, I'm not a bitch like Jess and Lauren, but if you're going to talk to me like that-"

"I'm sorry. I…I don't know what's gotten into me," she said, getting out of the stall and going over to the sink. I noticed she started brushing her teeth.

"Throw up again?" I asked. She nodded silently and spit into the sink.

"Why do you hang out with them? Why are you their friend?" she asked suddenly, turning her cold red eyes on me. I shrugged.

"You hung out with them, didn't you? You should already know the answer to that question," I answered, making Rose fall silent. After a couple of minutes, Rose suddenly spoke again.

"Jessica's a slut,"

"Really?"

"Nah, I just hate her," she chuckled, picking a blond hair off her gray v-neck. I rolled my eyes.

"It's almost time for class,"

"Want a smoke? I mean, I don't know if you do-"

"Yeah, sure," I answered, opening the door. Rose headed out and rolled her eyes when she found Jess waiting for me.

"I'll be in the back entrance," she said brushing past Jess.

"I'll meet you there!" I called back, causing Jessica to lift an eyebrow.

"Uh, no you're not," Jess said indefinitely.

"You don't decide things for me," I shot back.

"You don't call your friends a dick!"

"Lauren was never a friend to me!" I said, raising my voice higher. Jessica sighed.

"Since when did you start hanging out with her?" Jessica inquired coldly.

"Since now," I replied.

"Well, this has got to stop. You can hang out with her for a few weeks, but after that, you come back to the popular people," Jessica said, walking away before I could even reply. I shook my head and opened the door to the back entrance. Rosalie was sitting on ground, her back up against the wall with her knees up to her chest. In her hand was a lit cigar.

"This school is like a bad horror movie," she said quietly, "A group of people with too much make-up and masks pretending to be someone they're not,"

"Didn't know you could hear me,"

"I have great hearing. Anyways, nice job on defending yourself back there," she said, making me cringe.

"Yeah, well, I learned from the best," I said, grabbing a cigar, lighting it up, and bringing it to my lips. She nodded.

"Point taken,"

"Anyways, why do they love you so much?" Rose said. I frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"Jess was never like that with me. She must be afraid of you or something,"

"No," I laughed loudly, startling Rose.

"Bella, are you stupid? She fucking worships you! You must know something," she said, pushing me to say something. But, I kept my lips sealed.

"I'm not saying anything,"

"Wow, you are so not cool," she replied laughing. I took in another smoke and let it out, watching the little smoke rings disappear into thin air.

"Yes I am, I just choose not to show it," I defended.

"Wow, you officially have hit rock bottom"

"Rock bottom is when you can't take it anymore. You're mad enough to scream and sad enough to cry," I whispered, and pressed my cigar to the ground, suddenly not wanting to smoke anymore.

"I've officially hit rock bottom," she said.

Funny, I could say the same thing.

A/N:

Sorry people, I'm was just changing a couple of things.