You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes

You made me cry, you told me lies
But, I can't stand to say goodbye

xZx

"Hey, you." Rose pulled me into a hug and kissed my cheek. "Where's Jacob?" She asked curiously, leaning against her locker.

Rosalie was my best friend - more like a sister to me. I couldn't imagine my life without her. Although she was aggressive and a very scary person, she was my angel. Once you were her friend, she would stand solid with you. No matter what. And she would always be on my side, even if I was wrong.

She licked her lips and her piercing blue eyes bored into mine. "Bella, what's wrong?"

I shook my head and put my books in my locker. "Nothing." I lied.

"Are you sure?" She laid her perfectly manicured hand on my shoulder and spun me around to face her. "Bella, your eyes are red. Have you been crying?" She looked at me worriedly.

"Jake and I got into a fight. I don't want to talk about it." I said a bit harshly.

Rosalie raised her eyebrows and pulled her hand away from my shoulder. "Okay." She bit her lip. I knew she wasn't willing to just drop it at that, but she respected me more than her curiosity. "So, I'll see you at lunch, right?" She demanded, pushing herself of her locker.

"Yup." I affirmed.

"Okay, then."

She walked away, leaving me standing there and feeling like a total ass. I felt horrible inside for being rude to her, but I really didn't want to press the issue.

I grabbed my stuff and walked to my first class – math. I hated math. I hated it. With all my heart. I just couldn't get it. When I tried to study hard, I kind of understood it but when there was a test, everything just went blank.

"Oh, Miss Swan, you decided to show up?" The teacher stated, sarcasm dripping in his tone.

I flashed him a just as fake smile before walking to my regular seat.

Babe, are you still not talking to me? I'm sorry about yesterday -J

I rolled my eyes and put my phone back in my pocket. I was done with his bullshit. I knew I was stupid for sticking around for far too long, but I just couldn't bring myself to end this relationship. He was everything to me. More than that. And because he meant this much to me, I forgave him for every shit he put me through.

I just hoped that this time I would be able to grow a pair to send him to hell.

"Class dismissed."

Oh thank god. I simply couldn't stand it any longer. I quickly gathered my books and stuffed them messily into my bag before rushing out of class.

The halls were filled with students and I tried to fight my way through to my next class when my phone went off again.

Bella, don't play hard to get, we both know that's not true. -J

I rolled my eyes again and tried to type back when my phone slipped out of my hands and onto the ground.

"Shit." I cursed and bent down to retrieve it.

Leave me the fuck alone -B

I tried to type while pushing my body through the sea of people when I accidentally dropped my phone again. I was getting frustrated. I opened the new message window and began to type again. Just as I was entering Jake's number, someone slammed into me again.

"Shit." I glanced up, feeling my face automatically go from perfectly normal to many shades of red. How embarrassing.

"I am so sorry." I apologized instantly, making the mistake of staring into his eyes.

"I just don't get it, Swan. You know you can't walk straight and you walk and type on your phone? Are you suicidal?" He chuckled lightly.

Edward Cullen. Jerk of all jerks. But one fucking gorgeous jerk I must say. His perfect bronze, sex hair and those piercing green eyes. They were so green. I had never seen a color like that. They were so mesmerizing. And the body, oh that was the best part; he was tall, lean, but muscular. Just simply mouth-watering.

"Swan!" I spun around to see who was calling my name. Rosalie was standing a few feet away and waving at me. "Are you coming?" She demanded, looking at me before catching sight of Edward.

I turned to look at him as well. He was still standing next to me, but he wasn't shooting daggers at me anymore. No, he was busy with his phone.

I rolled my eyes and walked over to Rose.

"What was that about?"

"I bumped into him."

"Oh. Okay. Whatever."

I don't remember bothering you. -veryconfused

I looked at the text from the unknown sender and narrowed my eyes. Oh, I must have accidentally sent the text to a wrong number before.

I'm sorry. I must have written the wrong number. -B

Thank god, I got a little scared there for a moment :D –VC

Don't be. If you are not stalking anyone. Are you? -B

HA. No, I'm not. Is someone stalking you? -VC

No. Just my ex-boyfriend. -B

Then you are a special girl if he's stalking you -VC

He doesn't stalk me. He just…it's complicated. -B

"Miss Swan?" Shit. "What did I just say?"

"You said – Miss Swan."

"Very funny. Please pay attention to the class, not to your phone or I will have to confiscate it."

I put my phone back into my pocket and turned my attention to my stupid history teacher. I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket, but didn't take it.

When I walked out of the classroom, Jake was already leaning against the wall and waiting for me. I rolled my eyes and walked past him. He grabbed my hand and spun me around.

"Bella, stop fucking ignoring me. I told you I was sorry." He said.

I remember when I fell for him. He was the sexiest guy I've ever seen. He was tall, with tan skin and very muscular; his eyes were dark just like his hair and he was just adorable. But then he changed; he met these guys, started to go to parties and get drunk before ending up making out with other girls. Well, being me, I forgave him every time, hoping that it wouldn't ever happen again.

"Jake, let go of me. You are not sorry. You are only sorry because you got caught." I fumed, trying to free my hand from his grasp.

"Hey. Let her go." I looked up and my eyes were met by two blue ones.

James Hunter. Edward Cullen's best friend. Those two were practically attached to each other since diapers. Basically, they both ruled this school along with other two boys – Jasper Hale and Emmett McCartney.

James was the opposite of Edward. He was little muscular with piercing blue eyes and short, dirty blond hair and slightly taller than Edward, as well.

"Excuse me?" Jake narrowed his eyes, threateningly.

"I said, let her go. You're obviously hurting her." James pointed at my hand.

"Just go and mind your own business." Jake said, turning away from him and focusing his attention back on me.

"I'm telling you one last time. Let the girl go."