EPOV

Oh joy. School was such a privilege. Yes, I did better, much better, than most of the primates that attended Forks High. But walking those bland hallways with only Jasper at my side, wasn't exactly feasible. Especially since the popular crowd had to mock anyone who was a speck above their intelligence. Which was pretty much everyone. Special Ed included. The vile Mike Newton, slutty Jessica Stanley and her little cronies Lauren Mallory and Angela Weber. And then not to mention the other popular crowd.

Now for one of those people I had an exception. Bella Swan. But that's only because I've had a crush on her since 2nd grade when she didn't tell anyone I had an accident in my pants. And she still can't remember my name. The rest, Emmett McCarty(dim witted jock) and Alice Brandon (midget cheerleader) so on so forth, I had no exception for. Let's just say I have a sense of pride and self-preservation.

"Um, Edward are you ok?"

Jasper stared at me intentionally with wide eyes. Drama queen.

"Sure."

I rolled my eyes and ran my hand through my unkempt yet neat hair. They walked past Jasper and I, snickering and giggling. And there she was. Brown hair and eyes, pink lips, long legs and all.

Bella Swan had the every aspect and detail of what I wanted. Her eyes were ablaze with such beauty, so brown and warm. Her hair was a dark mahogany that I just wanted to stroke. Her lips were pink, non-collagen injected, and everything and more I wanted to kiss.

I ran my eyes up and down her figure, analyzing what today was going to make every male in the school wag their tongues in longing. She was wearing a short denim skirt, oh so short. Short enough for my liking. And a blue sleeveless silky looking blouse. With the buttons down enough to keep everyone entertained.

I nearly sighed. God, why do I have to be such an idiot? I nearly felt ashamed at the fact that I disrespecting her with my hormonal teenage thoughts. Jasper grinned, recognizing what was distracting me today and of course his eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas when he saw Alice Brandon. In my opinion, she was a spoiled brat with a GPA bought by her daddy.

Jasper wanted Alice as much as I wanted Bella. But alas, like my mother would say, you can look but don't touch. Goddamn inherited chivalry. Why couldn't I be a normal idiot with a name that Bella Swan could remember, and a brain that wasn't higher than everyone else's? Oh right. Because Carlisle refuses to have a failure for a son.

BPOV

I still had a fucking hangover from Emmett's party. Damn him and his good selection of Grey Goose and Jack Daniel's. He always knew I loved my Jack. Mainly because, 1, he'd been trying to get in my pants since the 8th grade. And 2, he was my best friend. Not as close as Alice, feminine bonding is something different. But Emmett was cool.

I slipped on the first thing I found in my drawers. Of course minimizing how much it covered my skin. Today was going to be a game of "Let's See Who Bella Can Tease." I never had an intentional target. Though I wanted one.

"Bella get your incompetent little ass over here!"

I rolled my eyes. I loved Alice like a sister but like all sisters, sometimes you just want to pimp slap them.

"Coming, Alice! What's wrong? Another one night stand you can't keep control of?" I joked lightly punching her petite arm while laughing.

She smiled.

"No. But what are you wearing? Bella, dear, we can't corrupt everyone's eyes."

"Who says I can't try for a Guiness World record?"

"You can make a record with Guiness beer for sure. Not the record book."

We giggled and got into her Porsche. Alice liked luxury, and she could receive at any rate. She's just a text away from Daddy.

I sighed and fell back into the butter soft leather seat. I closed my eyes, wishing I was on some deserted island, anything besides Forks High. Truth was, I couldn't stand being popular. I just wanted to be free and actually show everyone I was smarter than I looked. My façade was hard to penetrate through.

I walked through those same, boring, eggshell colored doors and into the halls of Forks High. I smiled at Alice's side, teasing everyone with my eyes as they looked at me in jealousy, or lust. One option or the other.

I saw the same old people. Jessica (whore), Mike(pervert), Lauren (also whore) and Angela(wannabe-whore.) But other faces weren't familiar. I saw a boy. Not just any boy. He had copper hair, in the weirdest yet sexist tousle I've ever seen in my life. He had the most beautiful emerald eyes. Like Irish hills. Ok now I was just being stupid. But why was he hiding those gorgeous eyes under glasses? And shying away from everyone insight?

I'd find out one day.

"Bella Swan, Miss Swan, please report to Mrs. Cullen's office. Thank you."