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The hall was empty, and the smell of old books lingered in the air. She stood alone, anxiously waiting for Beckie to emerge from the maths domain. After a few minutes more, Beckie ran to her side, grasping her shoulders and gasping for breath. "You haven't seen him yet, have you...?" She panted. Waving her arms in the air as she tried to catch her breath, Iona raised her eyebrow, "Seen who?" She questioned, rubbing Beckie's back in help to comfort her.

"That new one, Edward or something like that. He...he just transferred..." She blurted out, finally composing herself. Iona chuckled,

"Oh, that kid. The one who was your 'crush at first sight' right?" She joked, tuting at Beckie's undertone of what she referred to as: Mild Sluttyness, which of course, only Beckie could say, and only Iona could understand. Beckie pulled a stern face, "Yeah...mu-ha-de-fuckety-ha," She replied sarcastically, nudging Iona's shoulder. Iona shrugged jokingly, "Hey!" She exclaimed, "I'm just saying, you see any hot guy and you orgasm over him straight away, need I remind you of-" Beckie pulled another face, which stopped Iona from finishing her sentence, before laughing with Beckie. "W-what...?!" Iona giggled, "I'm just saying, you do!" She said matter-of-factly.

Beckie buried her head in her hands, "We both know it comes natural to me, I'm just attracted to the hottest guys!" She protested, yet her best efforts didn't dominate Iona's train of thought. "Right, need I remind you of...some boys, I think we both know who you've regretted liking," She replied. Beckie flung her head down, before smiling softly and slamming her hand gently to Iona's shoulder, "What can I say? I'm an oven..." She joked,

"Yes, definitely an oven, and most definitely turned on by knobs,"

/ / / / /

The bell rung loudly, the vibrations chattered through the air and found their way round the whole school, Beckie covered her ears, "Fuck, that hurts..." She grumbled, Iona just laughed immaturely, "That's what she said..." Iona whispered.

"You're such an arse!" Beckie joked, edging her way round the tables before getting to her seat. Iona followed and slumped onto the table, "How subtle and 'lady like'" Beckie laughed, Iona nudged her shoulder and proceeded to getting her books out. "Fucking hate past tense..." Beckie grumbled, Iona nodded in agreement, occasionally replying with the odd 'Mmm' or 'Hmm'. Her mind had wandered into the large (and not to mention sometimes) twisted mind, she thought about the new kid that was arriving. "You reckon he's gonna turn into a bit of a dick?" She asked randomly, Beckie paused from writing and stared blankly at Iona.

"What?!"

"The new kid, do you reckon he's gonna be a bit of a dick. Especially if...some people, get a hold of him?" She gestured towards some other boys nearby.

"Aah, probably, being a new kid halfway through term and you are pounced on like prey!" Beckie exclaimed, jumping a little in her seat as she said, 'pounced'. Iona just slumped her head to the table, glancing at Beckie from a side, "Really?!" She asked, "Was the little jump necessary?" Beckie shrugged, jumping again to wind her up. "Oh my God Beckie, you fucking idiot..." She laughed.

"Yes, yes it was, it stopped you from fantasising about him in that sick little mind of yours," She joked. Iona's mouth opened.

"W-what do you mean: 'fantasising'?"

"Oh come on Iona, any new guy here has to be put through his paces-"

"-and it's you who puts them through their paces physically. Me, I'm more composed and do it mentally," Iona chuckled. Beckie shook her head in dismay.

"Oh come on Iona, I'm much more refined than that!" She replied, putting on a well spoken accent, pronouncing her vowels more clearly. Iona laughed and slumped her hand onto Beckie's shoulder. "Beckie, no matter what accent you put on, thou shall never be posh!" She giggled.

Beckie turned her head away, "How dareth thee!" She exclaimed, but there was no answer. A couple more awkward seconds of Beckie holding her head up led to cautiously watching Iona stare at the new student, who was standing at the doorway. "Class, this is Edward Cullen, he is joining us today." Beckie nudged Iona.

"Hello?" She said, shaking Iona's arm, "Earth to Iona, Earth to Iona!"

"W-what?" She jumped. snapping out of her daydream.

"You were totally staring at Edward there, stop it, you look creepier than me!"

Edward was ushered over to the table, Iona squealed silently at Beckie, "Oh my God! He's sitting with us!" She exclaimed, before composing herself to introduce everyone to him. Beckie sat there, slumped in her seat, cringing. "Oh my God...oh my God..." Beckie slowly deflated downwards to the ground.

"Beckie! Get up!" Iona ushered, "You're making me look bad!"

Beckie laughed, "Me? You're the one that gave the kid paedo-bear face as soon as his sweet lil' ass walked in!" She whispered, hoping Edward hadn't settled down yet to hear her little remark.

Iona gave Beckie a stern look, "Shut up!" She whispered, "One more Nando's incident and I swear I will kill you!" She joked.

Beckie shrugged playfully, "What? Both of us can't deny they were hot. Just sayin'," Edward sat down across from Iona, raising an eyebrow at Beckie's remark. Iona kicked her foot from under the table.

"Ow! What the fu-"

"Beckie! Now isn't the time for talking about stuff like that! Just shut up now...please..." She begged, watching her from he corner of her eye. Iona turned to Edward, "Excuse my friend here, she didn't take her medication last night..." She joked, Edward let out a slight chuckle and Iona's heart melted. She wanted to just hold his hands, chat with him for hours on end but the only thing that stood between that was jumping over the awkward obstacle. And getting rid of Beckie, for a while.

"What?!" Beckie protested, "Says the person who didn't get their daily masturbation hour!" She joked, but Iona didn't take the joke, instead she hung her head in her hands.

"Beckie please...we both know that's you..." She replied back, trying to convince Edward Beckie was only joking.

"Oh my fucking God Beckie, you're going to be the death of me..."

Ironic.

If you're wondering what the Nando's incident was:

Me and Iona, loyal friends as always, decided to go to the best place on Earth: Nandos (obviously) as we sat in our humble domain of the restaurant, two extremely gorgeous business-looking men walked in. And when I say gorgeous, I mean GORGEOUS. *orgasm mode activated*

But unluckily for me, I have the loudest voice in the world and don't know when to shut the fuck up. To our luck, the men were seated next to me and Iona, so we quickly text family members telling them of our fortune. I began talking about them, trying not to hint at the fact I was talking about them. I think I was like 'You know when you see some hot guys, and you're like, how hot must your parents be?!" But of course, we had no idea if the men latched on to a 14 year old girl orgasming over some 20-something year old guys. As we left, Iona told me the guys knew I was talking about them.

Bullshit, I brought up Taylor Lautner. They must of thought: Nah, she isn't talking about us. We don't have shit on that guy!