Chapter 1: Hots for Edward

I was running late for my 1st period Spanish class with Mrs. Goff when an annoying voice called out to me from my back.

"Bella!"

"What, Newton?"

"I was.. I was just wondering if you.."

"What?" I was really gonna be late for class if he doesn't tell me what he wants asap.

"I was wondering if you would like to be my date for prom?" He said with absolutely no emotion, like he was a robot or something. Then all of a sudden, his eyes went wide as saucers and ran away from me.

"What. The. Fuck?" I was literally shocked, repulsed and irritated in a span of seconds.

I heard a faint chuckle from behind me. When I was about to turn around and yell at the moron who was eavesdropping at Mike's failed attempt to ask me to prom, I heard the unmistakable rapid clicking of 4 inch stiletto heels.

Alice, my best friend since as long as I can remember, ran towards me and literally carried me to our classroom.

"We have to hurry, Bella! Mrs. Goff is giving a pop quiz on our last lesson in 3 minutes. Late comers will have 15 points deducted from their final grades. My perfect attendance will be tarnished by that pig Newton! And I can't have that! And I can't fail this quiz 'cause I have plans for us to go shopping in Port Angeles this weekend and if I fail this quiz mom won't allow me! So, come on!" Alice said in one breath.

I didn't catch much of what she just said because I am still in awe from her running with those deathtraps in her tiny little feet.

We were in front of our Spanish classroom door when I finally had the chance to speak.

"Alice!"

"Bella!" She said, imitating the tone I previously used to call her attention.

"Shut up, pixie. How can you even run in those deathly contraptions?"

"It's a gift, Bella. Not everyone can even walk in these. By the way it's THE Louboutins! The ones I was pining for for days! For Christ's sake, I had to have them shipped from Paris. Did you know that they have knockoffs in Port Angeles? Though its way cheaper.."

"Alice, we have to sit down 'cause everyone is looking at you like you're an alien or something." I immediately had to cut off her rambling because, seriously, it can go on for hours. Trust me.

Everyone was literally looking at her with wide, unbelieving eyes. Because who wouldn't? She was wrapped in a cashmere sweater, whose price tag can be someone's monthly salary, a pair of jeans so tight you can definitely see her thong, which I can be sure of, is Victoria's Secret. And of course the Louboutin's she was talking about. She has seen it in one of their cable channels last week and has been harassing her surgeon father to buy her a pair. Well, she obviously got what she wanted. As always with the Cullens.

"Let them appreciate the masterpiece I have created only this morning from my walk in closet. It's only natural for them to ogle, really." Alice huffed.

"Yeah. They are ogling alright. 'Cause who in their right mind would wear 4 inch stiletto heels in Forks?" I said with a laugh.

"Me. Or you can call me crazy, whatever. I don't care." She said while inspecting her beautifully manicured nails.

"You're definitely crazy, dude." I said while inconspicuously looking at my nails. They look terrible. I am sad excuse for a girl, really.

While I was seriously thinking of how I became best friends with this fairy beside me, Mrs. Goff walked in with a handful of papers which looks unfortunately like the pop quiz Alice was telling me about earlier.

"POP QUIZ!" She said with a bright-I-will-fuck-with-your-brains-today smile.

Collective groans and moans of dying brain cells were heard across Forks, W.A. Okay, I am a little melodramatic but come on! It was first period and we just came from Memorial day weekend. Everyone's spirits died down, literally.

While Mrs. Goff was checking the attendance, Alice being Alice interrogated me about Mike Newton asking me to next Friday's JS Prom.

"Why didn't you tell me you were going out with that pig Newton?" She said with narrow eyes.

"Because I am not going out with him. Duh!" I replied.

"Then why did he ask you to Prom, Bella dear?" She said sweetly.

"I... I don't know Alice." I said seriously afraid for my well being. I know for a fact that when she uses that tone, she is up to no good. And when Alice is up to no good you'll end up in crutches. Just ask Lauren Mallory.

"Oh, Bella. Bella. My sweet, darling Bella." She paused. "Don't lie to me, bitch!" She hissed.

I just kept silent. Then I confessed, ready to pour my heart out to her.

"Okay! Okay! Don't get so riled up, bitch!" I said defensively.

"I wouldn't be this "riled" up if you just told me the real story." She even used her fingers to do the quotation marks. Totally Alice.

Oh, boy. Here we go.

"Okay, so last night. I was online." I said, gauging her reaction.

She just arched her eyebrows in response.

"I was kinda..drunk?" I didn't know how to tell her I sneaked a couple of Vitamin R from Charlie's stock to my room.

"Why are you drunk last night, Bella?" She said impassively.

Mrs. Goff choose that moment to stand up and distribute the test questions. I was thanking every freakin saint there is because I had time to come up with a sensible story for Alice's inquisitive mind.

"Later." I said, just as I received my test.

"Well, that didn't go so bad." I said to Alice just as we were going to our next class.

I have never understood why Alice and I have all our classes together.

Well, just like Emmet, the eldest of the Cullen kids, always says: "Never underestimate the power of a Cullen".

"It definitely isn't bad. It's great!" Alice perfected her quiz, thankfully. Because I wouldn't want to deal with her temper tantrums this weekend if her activities didn't go according to her plans.

"So.. World Lit.?" I asked, referring to our next class.

"Boring!" She said with a very dramatic roll of her eyeballs.

"Oh! Alice, come on! It's my favourite subject. Don't you dare criticize the unsung heroes of the world of literature.."

"Blah, blah, blah! Just shut up already. You only like it 'cause my uber hot brother is in our World lit." Alice teased with a knowing smirk.

Oh, no. Alice swore to Fluffer's, the goldfish we bought from the pet shop and took care for 5 hours but eventually died because of our own stupidity (we thought it could swim in the toilet!), grave that she won't say anything about my stupid, silly and little crush on her brother.

"Alice! Shut. The. Fuck. Up!" I nervously looked around us to check If somebody heard her slip up. "You're gonna be dead meat if someone even heard half of what you just said!" I angrily hissed at her.

"Bella, don't be ridiculous! No one heard, alright? Besides, everyone knows you have the hots for my brotha.." She said with a wink and a little skip to her walk.

"I. Do. Not. Have. The. Hots. For. Edward!" I whispered screamed at her.

"Did someone say Edward?" said a velvety angel like voice from our backs

So, what do you guys think? Thoughts on my first ever fanfic? :)