A/N: Hello gorgeous!
We are using the names from twilight in this story as well as the basics for their looks. Other than that its all OOC and AH. Hope you enjoy, we are doing this for not only our pleasure but also YOURS…
Have a happy read! Yours truly, BasicPantalones.
RosePOV
Honk honk hooooonk…
I groan as the annoying sound of Alice's small car wakes me from a dreamless sleep. I check my phone only to notice 7 missed phone calls and 15 messages all sent by Alice. Also, I'm late for my first day of school.
"Fuck." I role out of bed and put on a pair of black skinny jeans, a bra, and a plain navy blue tank top in pace with Alice's continuous honking. I brush my teeth before I run out the door.
"Bitch, stop that fucking honking already!" I yell to Alice who sits in her baby blue Gallardo wearing designer sunglasses and rocking perfectly styled blond hair.
"You're late you're late, for a very important date!" Her perky voice in the morning is always the most annoying thing ever.
"Why do I put up with you again?" I ask as I climb in the car.
"Because you love me, silly." Her facial expression changes from a smile to a frown as I turn to her. "Why the hell are you not wearing any makeup?" She steps on the gas and speeds away towards school.
"Why the hell do you care?" I laugh.
"Because it's the first day of school and we need to look fab! My emergency kit is in the glove compartment – go!"
"At least I'm wearing a bra today!"
"You are?" Alice stops at a red light and turns to poke my left boob. "You are! Now put some mascara and lip gloss on." The light turns green and she puts the car back in motion before continuing to speak about the importance of make up as I search the glove compartment. "Lip gloss is essential for any and every girl in todays young society. And mascara is too. Especially for you today, you are looking a bit tired…"
The first day is always the same, you see the same people who think they have changed immensely over the summer when really, they have just become a more extreme version of themselves. Alice has had a busy day, talking to every other person in the halls and in the cafeteria to learn about the latest gossip, charming the teachers back into her back pocket and putting the leach back around her lapdogs neck.
The night was a bit chilly but that did not stop my best friend from wearing a designer mini dress and high heels. We were just meeting some friends for a drink at a bar in the city, but she seizes every moment to dress up. As we got closer to the bar Alice, as always, met a few people outside who she knew, so I kept walking and waited for her by the entrance.
As I was waiting I heard the sound of a motorcycle approaching and, sure enough, one did make its way past the bar. It was a slick, black Harley Davidson, one of my absolute favorite cycles. Trimmed to the nines, leather seat, no painted fires or skulls just a sexy black. It slowed as it was passing and as I admired the cycle I heard the biker catcall and saw his helmet clad head turned toward be before he sped off into the night. I felt the rage before it surfaced, building its way through my usually cool façade. Once Alice was back by my side I was ready to bite someone's head off and like the taste of blood in my mouth.
"Oh my God, I have to tell you everything-"
"Do I look a dog?!" I spit out through gritted teeth. Alice stopped her gossiping abruptly and stared for a couple of seconds before she spoke.
"Nooo," she cooed. "You're pretty," she said as she patted my shoulder comfortingly. "As I was saying: you know Lauren? Well, apparently her parents cut her off because she crashed her dads car and now she's-"
"That stupid biker," I interrupted her. "Just catcalled at me." She blinked and took a breath, ready to dismiss whatever I was babbling about to continue her story but I didn't let her. "Who does he think he is? Who does he think I am? He may be riding a sexy-ass Harley but that does not give him the right to treat me like a fucking dog!"
"O-kay… Are you finished?" I took a deep breath and gave her a nod. "Good! Now back to me. So, Kristen was found by the side of a road drunk off her ass, of course, and she got arrested for public intoxication. Oh! And there is this new guy from Australia who is moving here soon and he will be attending our school, you know how much I love those accents, dying, and did you know? Melissa hooked up with Pete, you know that stoner kid? Which is totally weird since everyone thought she was dating Chris…" Alice continued rambling and after a few drinks we said our goodbyes to the friends we had made during the summer and headed home.
AlicePOV
The first week passed in a blur and before we knew it, it was Monday again.
Where the hell was he? If he's not here I'm gonna kill him! I stormed into the library looking furiously around the room. My head was fuming and my nostrils flaring. Thank god, there he is! He was sitting in a dark corner with his head buried in a book about snails. I sighted, tried to remain calm and took deep breaths. I started to slowly walk towards him, pushed up my boobs and flashed my pretties, sweetest smile.
"Hi-ya Sammie! What ya doing?" He looked up in confusion and when he noticed my presence his cheeks turned flaming pink.
He pushed up his glasses and stuttered. "Hi Alice, I'm just reading."
"Oh that's nice. You know I was wondering, you don't happen to be done with my science essay are you?"
A proud smile spread across his face. "Actually I finished it last night."
"That's great! Would you care to brief me on it during lunch?" I asked.
"Yea sure!" He said still smiling from ear to ear.
"You're the best!" I started to walk to the exit but turned around and blew him a kiss before he could no longer see me.
Ugh.. I hate the library.
Near the doors stood a guy in a hoodie stacking up books on the shelves. His sleeves were rolled up and his muscular forearms caught my attention. As I walked out he turned and I caught a glans of his face. Even thought I knew everyone who went to this school by heart I had never seen this man before. Who was he…? Hmm. Oh right, the new kid! That must have been him!
I had just finished my lunch and talked to Sammie about my essay, when I noticed Rose wandering the cafeteria in a rather slow fashion. She looked like a zombie with her hair messier than usual and dragging her feet behind her. A beautiful zombie, but still a zombie. I ran towards her and jumped, wrapping my legs around her waist and my arms around her neck, not giving her any space to move. "Hi!" I grinned. "Hi?" she answered as a reply. I jumped down on the floor again. "I have to tell you something!" I squealed in excitement. "There is gonna be an awesome party this Friday. Anyone who is anyone is coming! We have to go."
She laughed in amusement. "Okay, sounds fun."
My eyes searched for her shoes hoping that she was wearing something cute, but to my disappointment I was left staring at her usual old sneakers.
"You should wear heals." I sighted.
She shook her shoulder and answered with a voice as cool as ice. "Nah. I'd probably just stab people with them."
I blinked and answered with a single word. "True." I checked my watch and noticed that it was time for me to visit the library once again. Damn, twice in one day? Gimme a break.
But I had no choice. I needed to borrow a special book for a huge English project. It was Mr. Ryder's favorite book of all time and I could only find it here at our school.
"I gotta go now. See you later." I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and walked away.
I entered the library again. Grunt. I asked the librarian where to find the book and she pointed to a couple of shelves to the right. As I stood in front of all the books trying to find the one I needed, I felt a cold shiver. Hmm. Where is it? Ah! On the fifth shelf from the top I found the title I was looking for. There it is. I tried to grab ahold of the book but understood quite early that I could not reach. Once more I tried, this time standing on my tippy toes and really reaching, but still no use. Damn it! Then I saw him.
He was standing in front of a bookshelf, reaching up, wearing a dark grey t-shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans. I had a clear view of his profile, a sharp jawline, straight nose, high cheekbones and messy dirty blonde hair that was nicely faded from short in the back and getting slightly longer the closer you got to the front of his hair.
He was tall and lean but from the way his bicep strained the fabric of his short sleeve I could tell he was fit. His long left arm was what I could see best from where I was standing. Muscular, strong… I wanted nothing more than to have him press me against the library wall and fuck me right then and there. I noticed his muscles shifting and his long fingers moving around books in the shelves. His hands were manly, I noted, as he dragged his fingers through his tussled hair. His shirt rode up further as he reached higher and I gazed at his stomach for a second before he put his hand down. He glanced at me and our eyes met.
A/N: And that is it for today! We hope you liked it, please comment and tell us what you think, especially if you want us to write more ;) R&R! Ciao 3