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Ya know how I said " NO NEW STORIES" .Well I say stuff a lot and don't always stay true to my word.
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And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives As we go on
Where we're gonna be when we turn 25
I keep thinking times will never change
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
But when we leave this year we won't be coming back
No more hanging out cause we're on a different track
And if you got something that you need to say
You better say it right now cause you don't have another day
Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down
These memories are playing like a film without sound
And I keep thinking of that night in June
I didn't know much of love
But it came too soon
And there was me and you
And then we got real blue
Stay at home talking on the telephone
And we would get so excited and we'd get so scared
Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair
And this is how it feels
We remember
All the times we
Had together
And as our lives change
From whatever
We will still be
Friends Forever
Graduation –Vitamin C
"Beeeeeeellla!" My little brother Josh whined, trying to wake me up.
It was my first day of my senior year and Josh's first day as a middle schooler. Exciting I know.
"What do you want JOSH!" I yelled groggily, not wanting to wake up but knowing I had to. You would think that me, being the older sister, would have to wake him up but no, it was the other way around.
"Edward's here." He replied. I turned around to face him . No smile there. He wasn't kidding. I threw my drool covered pillow at his face and scampered up to peer through the window.
Yep. No doubt about it. Edward my rescuer was here to save me. I haven't seen him in years. Not since...well, you'll find out later.
He was leaning up against his car. I see he still has his Volvo. Curse that Volvo. Legs crossed with his shades on. Wearing dark denim jeans and a navy blue polo shirt with his gray vans . Simple yet hot.
"Josh, you idiot! Why didn't you wake me up earlier!" I cried while turning on the water in the shower. I tried to brush my teeth at the same time. It didn't work. I'm a bad multi-tasker.
"Because! Riley is on vacation so he can't wake me up to wake you up, and Renee and Charlie are, well, they're somewhere across the world." He said matter-of-factly, while picking at his nails.
"Don't you have school to get to? I bet Charles is waiting for you patiently downstairs." Charles is our driver. Well, was our driver. Now he's just Josh's driver.
"Oh,sh- crap. Yeah, middle school. Bye, love you. Say hi to Edward for me," he hurriedly yelled while pounding down the stairs.
I internally sighed and got in the shower, chanting over and over in my head that this year was going to be way better than last.
I quickly blow dried my hair and put on the outfit I had picked out last night. Well, that Rachelle had picked out for me last night, with my assistance.
It was a red and blue striped polo with a white and red polka dot undershirt. It was matched with a mini skirt, red flats , and chain link bracelet and necklace set.
I grabbed my thermos of coffee and hobo purse before hurrying out the door. I quickly punched in the code to open the gates.
I sighed in relief when I saw Edward. His parents divorced and he went to live with his mom and step - dad in California. I see he got a slight tan. It was still a difficult topic to discuss when we talked.
"Edward." I greeted him with a hug.
Edward and I had a weird relationship. We were best friends since birth but, I knew there were some hidden emotions buried deep inside, that was struggling to get out.
"Bella," He greeted back, smelling my hair."You just showered I see. You still use that wild berry shampoo don't you?"He asked me, a smile playing on his lips.
"Yeah, now come on I don't want to be late for my first day of senior year ." I said sarcastically. Fighting back a scoff.
"Whatever you say my little Bellarina." He laughed. I glared at him while getting in the car.
"I would stab you right now if you weren't my ride to school," I sneered at him.
He just scoffed at me.
" I highly doubt that. So, tell me. I heard this rumor about you and this Jason guy. Is it true?" He asked me in a serious tone. His fist clenching and unclenching the steering wheel , while we waited for the light to turn green.
"Wow. News travels fast. How did it get all the way to Cali ?" I said jokingly. He should know I, Isabella Marie Swan, don't date.
"So it is true?" He asked disbelievingly .
"No, it's not. I don't date," I replied.
He was smiling for the rest of the ride to school, after that.
The rest of the ride was silent besides his Hollywood Undead CD , screaming profanities at us through the speakers.
Then his phone rang.
He pulled out his droid and answered. It sucked only hearing half of the conversation but it was interesting.
"Hey….Yeah. It's in my room Alice! Gosh..yes. It's OKAY! I love you too." He replied to the girl- Alice was her name- on the other end of the phone before putting it back in his pocket.
"Alice?" I asked, suspicion creeping into my voice. Some traitorous part of my mind was screaming jealously.
"Hell NO! She's my step – sister Bella," he replied, seemingly shocked.
"Sure" I said disbelievingly, even though I did believe him. No doubt about it.I just love pissing him off.
I think that the silent treatment was necessary.
I stared out the window the rest of the ride, watching as the blur of green sped by us.
"Bella. Bella! Bella, I'm sorry. Don't ignore me. I promise you she's not my girlfriend, baby,"he pleaded with me as he turned into the parking lot. All eyes were on us.
" I know," I said curtly before opening up the door and slamming it shut behind me.
I felt two strong arms encircle my waist and yank me towards a solid chest.
I yelped caught off guard but relaxed as soon as the smell of Edward engrossed my senses.
"Bella, I swear to you that I haven't dated anyone. Alice is my sister." He whispered into my ear.
"Like I said Edward. I know!" I yelled, turning to face him. He just wouldn't let it go, would he?
"Look at me Bella...And tell me that again," he whispered tilting my chin, so my hazel eyes met his emerald ones.
"I-I believe...you,"I told him, stumbling over my words.
"Okay." He sighed before flashing me his infamous crooked grin. He took my hand and we walked to the front office, fingers intertwined. Lots of stares and whispers were thrown our way.
"Bella, who's your boyfriend?" Jessica's nasally voice asked me.
"He's not –" Before I could answer I felt Edward wrap both his arms around me and whisper, "Play along," in my ear before he said, "I'm not her boyfriend. We just don't believe in labels. Isn't that right, love? " He glanced sideways at me.
"Yeah, of course" I said while smirking and glaring at her with that what-now-bitch look. I flipped her the bird behind my back as we continued on, leaving her catching flies.
"That wasn't so nice," Edward reprimanded me in a playful voice.
"Yeah, it was. But, now we have to pull off our 'We're a couple we just don't believe in labels' rep. Good luck,"I snorted.
"How may I help you Miss. Swan. And may I say you look rather lovely today." Ms. Cope our school receptionist greeted me. She was a genuine woman, but could be quite rude when she wanted.
I blushed slightly before replying, "Why, thank you Delilah. You don't look so bad yourself. This is Edward Cullen. He's new." Edward stood there with a 'WTF' look on his face.
"Oh, why yes. I just got his documents this morning . Here is your schedule. And I followed your request, Mr. Cullen." She handed Edward his papers and schedule.
"Thank you." He chuckled before adding, "I'm sure I won't be needing a map when I have you, babe."
He looked down at me through his lashes. Babe wasn't a new thing. We threw pet names around all the time. It was just a natural thing between us.
Ms. Cope gasped, ushering us quickly out of the front office.
"So what was this 'request' of yours?" I asked Edward curiously, a question I had been holding in since we left the front office.
"Oh, nothing really. Just the fact that my locker is next to yours and I'm in almost all of your classes." He smirked, glancing down briefly at me.
"Oh, Edward you didn't –" I was rudely interrupted by Mike Newton slapping my ass. I watched as him and his pack of hyenas barked down the hallway while making jokes about me and my ass.
"What was that about, Bella?" He asked me, concern lining his face.
"Nothing," I replied nonchalantly. It was something. Just not something I want to talk about.
"No Bella. It is something. Now tell me!" He shouted, then paused, frantically searching my face while his eyebrows knitted together. "Did he or anyone ever... hurt you? Because I swear..." he trailed off, glaring menacingly.
"Edward! It's none of your business. Please let's not do this here, you're causing a scene!"
I went to my locker and dropped my books in. Edward followed suit. I closed my locker and Edward slammed his shut.
"Fine. I WANT AN EXPLANATION AND I WANT IT BY LUNCH! BECAUSE IF NOT I WILL TEAR THAT KID A NEW ONE!" He whisper-yelled. This Edward was new . This Edward was …scary.
I just stood there in utter shock and weakly nodded my head. We walked to homeroom in silence and took our seats next to each other.
Just then ,I got a text from a number I'd never seen before.
I heard all about ur activities at spring break last year. But, the thing is does ur bf kno?
"What activities? Edward asked me, trying to stay calm even though I knew he wasn't .
"I'll tell you at lunch," I replied, annoyed.
I was glad Edward let it go. But ten minutes later Edward received a text.
He was staring at in shock before handing his phone to me.
Oh,God!oh god. No no no! I screamed internally. It was a picture of me with a bottle of vodka on top of a table with no shirt on.
Lunch just couldn't come any slower.
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It was the end of fifth period . Edward hadn't talked to me all day. But, he stayed by my side.
We were on the way to lunch and I decided to stop by my locker to drop off my books. When I opened it, I couldn't believe my eyes. There, in front of me, was the same picture of me that was sent to Edward's phone, only this time my underwear was taped to it. With a note that said 'you forgot these.'
Edward looked disapprovingly at me but said nothing. He quickly tore the note and picture off my locker and held it up like he couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was then I noticed the lump forming in my throat and the stinging sensation in my eyes. The aching hole in my chest that just healed was threatening to tear open again. Threatening to swallow me whole.
"Bella, did you..." He couldn't finish his sentence, he just shook his head in disgust. "Bella, I can't believe. It's not you I'm disgusted with. I'd stick by you no matter what. It's whatever happened that's disgusting me."
"Edward, it's not what you think . We should go back to my house for lunch. I'll explain everything there. I'll call Fiona and she'll prepare something for us," I pleaded, dragging him out to the parking lot.
He quickly opened the car doors and got in without a word.
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"Fiona. I'm home. Is our lunch ready? " I called out. Edward trudged in quietly behind me with his hands in his pockets, head down.
"Oh Edward is that you?" Fiona gasped.
"Hello, Fiona."Edward mumbled.
I just wanted to strangle him. I hated this side of him. I hadn't seen him like this since his parents got divorced.
We sat down at the table and Fiona left us to finish up the laundry.
"Last spring, I had too much to drink..and I think you know what happened from there. But it wasn't just that. It happened at almost every party I went to but I learned my mistake after spring break and never actually did...it. But I did..other things. I was already popular, but I got this...this reputation. They expect me to live up to but I won't, not anymore." I told him, happy to get everything off my chest, all in one breath.
He sat there dumbfounded at first before he got up and hugged me.
"Bella, I'm sorry I wasn't there. To protect you. To stop you from that one last fateful drink. To just be there for you."
I nodded.
"And I swear I won't ever leave you again." He promised me, kissing my head.
And for the first time in a long time, I felt relief.
So, review and I have a question. What is your favorite –or least favorite- high school memory.
TO people who don't like my story –don't read it. I don't mind the creative criticism. But if you are going to insult me my story or anything related to it, I suggest you keep it all in.
~Alice