Disclaimer: No Copyright Infrigment Intented. All characters belong to SM. Plot is based on the movie LOL. And belongs to its rightful owners. I'm just changing the characters into an E/B story and writing the movie into my own words, ONLY Necessary changes belong to me, besides Plot and characters. Please, enjoy. xoxo, thegirlnextdoor.
Every year it's weird going back to school. Seeing each other face-to-face again, but at least I have my best friends Alice and Rosalie.
This is the part where we step inside school in slo-mo, all smiles, and seductive, 'cause that's how all the hot girls show up. Just kidding.
We just wanna look like we don't care.
Especially.. In front of the guys.
I spot Riley in the quad and grin at him as he swoops me up in his arms, kissing the hell out of me.
.. And this is me not caring.
Now, usually, I'd be embarrassed by this PDA but, what can I say? I missed my guy.
I'm not even bothered by Rose and Alice who's already wondered off to their boys.
Rosalie and Emmett's not dating. Although, they sure act like it. But then again, that's just Rose and Emmett, pretending to be very complicated.
Alice sighs as Jasper passes us.
And Jasper, well, nobody seems to care about him.
"Hello, what's happening?" he drawls in that fake Texas accent, but Alice just shakes her head and continues her chat with Rose and Em. Jasper's had a major crush on Alice for as long as we both can remember. Although, to Alice, he's too low for her. Alice's a fashionista, she's smart, and drop dead gorgeous. To her, he's way out of her league.
My friends and I were all from different groups, sure, but we were best friends for as long as I can remember, to us, that didn't matter so we didn't care about that.
But when it comes to friendship, and I mean real friendship, like me and Edward, you can officially just be yourself. Speaking of Edward, I grin as he strolls over to me and instantly we're hugging because, God, did I miss my guy best friend.
My smile falters as Tanya walks up, hot on his wheels.
Oh, and Her.
We call her the Post-it, 'cause she sticks to every guy and pretends that she loves them. . Especially, how she's sticking to Edward right now. I grimace in disgust. Whatever.
Tanya's the total cliché blond, fake-boob, popular girl in our high school. The IT girl. Also, the slut of Forks High.
Alice gapes in disgust and horror at Tanya's new maroon bag, which is the exact same replica as Alice's, which Alice carries everywhere and loves SO much. Rose just laughs, because it's kind of funny.
All I know, though, is that I'm sick of all the pretending. The truth is, I just want to have a good year.
Just like last year when I fell in love with Riley.
I grab the permanent black marker in his pocket as we stand in the guy's bathroom which is covered with random scribbles and crude gestures, but we're all smiles as he scribbles Riley 4 Bella . I shake my head in thought and grab the marker from him as I scribble the words " forever " at the bottom, drawing a huge heart around it for emphasis before turning to Riley to plant a huge kiss on his pouty lips.
Speaking of forever, that's how long Edward and I have been best friends. I'm reminded of this morning at the train station. We always take the L train together for as long as I can remember.
Where r u? - Bella
I shoot him the text just as the doors of the train opens up.
"I'm here," I hear a familiar silky voice and grin at Edward who's leaning against the railing, waiting for me. His bronze hair's the usual bed-hair mess, and his looking exceptionally good in his casual jeans and grey sweatshirt, his slingbag hanging over his shoulder.
We laugh as he steps into the train and hugs me.
I hope it always stays this way.
Anyway, here we are, just going with the flow at Forks High.
Trying to love, live and laugh out loud.. and be beautiful..
Which is nice, 'cause my names Isabella, but everyone calls me Bella.
It's First Semester, and we're sitting on the bench outside. Alice is still fuming about Tanya's new bag, while Rose and I are finding it very amusing.
"Dude, I cannot believe she hijacked my Zadig bag!" Alice growls. "I had to special order this thing!"
I laugh but it falters as I spot Edward and Tanya in the corner. Now, Edward's always been a best friend to me, nothing more, so it's not jealousy I feel, but more disgust. I mean, has he seen her? And her repuation, too! Gross.
"Oh, my, God, your new song is amazing," Tanya gushes fakely.
"You liked it?"
She nods, her hand trailing down his arm, "that guitar solo is hot!"
Yeah, yeah, we all know Edward's hot when he plays guitar. I sigh.
"Ladies, ladies, welcome back!" Jasper's drawly accent brings me back to the present. He's got his arm around Alice, but she looks pissed at this, while Rosalie is just laughing her ass off because we both know Alice secretly has the hots for his nerdy glasses and dorky accent.
"Okay, Jasper, don't even try, okay."
"You know you want me, baby," he waggles his eyebrows, but Alice is not in the mood for his banter today.
"Yeah. Okay," she pushes him away, "I want you to leave me alone now."
"Ooh!" Jasper cooes. "I like it. Alone. Tonight?"
"Yeah, yes," Alice says sarcastically.
"Good I'll see you tonight, alone," he drawls, walking backwards.
Alice rolls her eyes as she looks away. Rose looks bored as she stares at her manicured nails.
"Oh, my God, he is so gorgeous it hurts," Alice sighs dreamily as she gawks at Mr Volturi who's gaze lingers on her for just a second, or maybe that's just what she imagines.
"I can't believe you're taking Trig class just for him," Rose cackles in disbelief.
I'm swooped away by Riley almost immediately as he drags me to an empty spot, and pushes me against the brick wall.
"So, you missed me?" his voice is husky as he kisses my neck, nibbling on it lightly, teasingly.
"Yeah," I blush because its rare that he acts so and hello, we're in a public place. "Did you miss me?" I push him back a little to stare in eyes. I hate that my voice is so insecure, but to him my question is jokey and calm.
He just hums as he cups my face in his hands but I say something before he can start something again.
"How was the camp counselor.. thing?" I ask genuinely curious. He hadn't called me much on his trip, and I hated how that affected me, how insecure it made me feel. How it made me doubt myself as well as him. Us.
"It was.. brutal," he sighs, shrugging.
"You didn't call or text me.." the words are a mumble, almost a whine, and I hate that he gets me so everytime.
"I did," he protests. "You just.. didn't get it, you know, because there was no reception." And I hate that I can tell he's lying.
"Plus," and my heart doubles as his gaze falls from mine, his demeanor nervous now. "I kind of.. hooked up with this girl, another councelor.."
My heart stops.
I can't breath.
But, I pause, and gather myself.
He looks calm, cocky even, as if this is no big deal. I feel angry now, pissed off, and hurt. But the anger shines through, making me stronger, strong enough to do what I have to do.
"Y-Yeah, no problem. I just.." My words are cut off as he rushes to reassure me as if it makes a difference.
"It was just a one time thing."
"No, it's cool," I say coldly. "I'm happy you said that.." And this is when the lying begins. "'Cause I hooked up with some boy, too. Just to.. try it." My words are stuttered but the message is clear.
We're done.
Its over. We're over.
Riley's eyes pierce mine and he looks pissed off now, jealous even. Good. Asshole.
"I really.. I really hope you kept his number. I mean, I'd hate for you to end up all alone." His words cut me, and I instantly shove him away.
"Got it on speed dial," I snap back as I grab my backpack and storm off.
"Hey, Bella, you okay?" I ignore Alice and Rose's worried questions and I'm moving so fast because I know if I don't they'll see me cry and I'd hate for them to see me weak, especially when I'm so pissed already.
"Bella!"
I sigh as Edward comes into view, his eyes finding mine but he looks taken aback as I swipe my cheeks angrily and the tears that escaped.
"Hey, Bella, you okay?" his tone is concerned for me but I just shake my head. I can't deal with this now. I can't get into it just yet. I need time.
I hate that the first place I run to is the bathroom. My eyes find the scribble of our 'love' on the bathroom wall and instantly the tears come full force. I gasp, clutching my heart.
How could he?!
So much for forever.
My marker's out before I know it, and I'm scribbling black marker over the heart and words written there, hastily.
The train ride home is painful and long but much needed. The first thing I do when I get home is strip me naked. I need a shower. But more than that, I need to escape.. this .. pain. This anger.
I need to wash it all away.
Renee's in the bathtub with my little sister, Nessie, who's ten years old, as I step inside. I avoid their childish games as I strip me completely.
"Hey, so what happened with volleyball?" Mom asks, noticing me in the bathroom.
"I got a stomachache," I shrug, grabbing my shampoos and conditioner.
"So.. You'll be the dolphin. What's his name?" Nessie tells Mom, but she's not focused on the toy in her hand but at me. More precisely, between my legs.
"Bella, is that a Brazilian?" She asks shocked, gaping in disappointment, I think.
I huff. "Mom!"
"Mom, what?" she demands, shaking her head. Nessie looks confused as I cover myself with a towel and head to the shelf to grab my necessary things.
"Nothing, it's just.. It's my body and I'll take care of it how I want to, okay?"
"No, it's not. And I'm not going to let you be a porn star," Renee snaps.
"What's a pornstar?" Nessie asks curiously.
"Nothing!" Mom and I say together.
"You haven't done anything with boys. I mean, you would.. tell me, right?" Mom sounds worried and even a little miffed.
I sigh, because I'm not in the mood for Renee. "Yes, Mom, I would tell you!" I huff, walking to the shower. "I just want to take a nice, relaxing shower and hang out with my family. And then, here you go, putting me on trial for my .. grooming choices!"
I shake my head as I leave the bathroom in a haste. "I am not a baby anymore!"
"Hey, and come back and pick up these clothes.. I'm not your maid!"
I huff as I throw the door close and head to my bedroom to change into my shirt and tights. I grab my thick brown Journal. I need to blow off some steam.
I'm immediately scribbling words down before I know it as soon as its open.
Dear Journal,
Aren't mothers supposed to have some kind of protective instinct? She has no idea what it's like out there. This was so not a perfect day!
I sigh as I shove the book close.
It's only 6:36 pm when I find myself reaching for my phone.
" (((( HUG )))) ? ~ Bella"
I shoot the text off to my mom instantly, needing her comfort. Needing my mom right now.
I sigh as she joins me in the bedroom, cuddling up behind me. I need this. To be held by my mom and let her embrace take it all away. All the heartache and misery and pain just by being there and using her magical motherly powers.
"My baby.."
"I love you, Mom."
"I love you, too," she murmurs as I peck her hand resting on my arm.
It's morning and I'm in a rush as I throw on my leather jacket.
"Mom, hurry!" I call. "Mom, come on, you're making me late."
"Then wake up earlier. I'm not your chauffeur!" she huffs, throwing on her jacket as we dash down the stairs. "I haven't even had my coffee yet," she grumbles I open the door and steps aside for her to exit but she pauses to gape at me in anger. "Bella, is that my sweater? Quit stealing my things!"
I sigh as we step out in the cold wintery morning. "Oh, yeah, Mom, you want me to freeze?" I shoot back.
"Depends, will it make you nicer?"
I smile sweetly but fakely as I close the door.
Ah, you just gotta love our morning banter. .