I can't remember where I thought this up.
But I guess it's okay.
Edward and Bella,
the dynamic duo against all teenaged male minds,
unite!
I don't own nothing.
Zip.
Karma
I glanced at him once more.
I didn't mean for my gaze to last more than I could help.
My nose twitched and my eyes filled with legible hate.
I'd only known him for less than a minute,
and he was already my most evil enemy.
If he doesn't stop staring at her I'm not quite certain what I'd do…
But it wasn't going to be pretty.
I knew that for a fact.
Stop.
Looking.
At.
Her.
Now!
He felt my eyes on him and subconsciously rotated his eyes toward mine.
I was momentarily relieved,
but not yet satisfied.
I let my eyes meet his for no more than a second before redirecting them toward my hand, currently linked to Bella's.
He was terrified, but did not yet grasp the hint I was so visibly trying to send to him.
He looked back towards Bella's… erm… 'Donkey',
as he so tactlessly thought it,
and continued with his predictable teenage male thoughts.
I unintentionally growled.
The noise apparently startled Bella who then turned her head to look at me.
Her eyes looked towards me, concerned,
before turning to the acne spotted, out of style, greasy haired student stranger who was too captivated in his fantasies to observe her looking straight at him.
She distorted her face into a disgusted scowl before turning her walking feet in front of me to block the boy's view.
He looked away and quickly found new prey to stalk.
Bella pulled my hand ever so slightly and directed us both to the cafeteria.
I heard two things simultaneously.
First, was a terrible shriek of the boy, getting slapped by a blonde haired girl.
Second, was the low mutter of Bella's voice whispering,
"Pervert."
I smiled gratefully.
Karma at it's finest.