DISCLAIMER. Boohoo, I do not own Twilight. Although the SPARE CHARACTERS, such as the additions to Bella's family, boyfriends and girlfriends, I do.

A/N. Very quick. I need ASAP a beta-reader. PM me or something like that. :) - Re-Reposting this First Chapter, because there some changes to it. You might want to read it.

[BPOV]

"Be aggressive! Be, be aggressive!" I could hear Alice's voice chanting near me, she was probably on the living room, ready and with her pompons in hand. I growled as I lowered my sleeping mask to my nose, trying my best to catch at least a glance of the alarm clock on my nightstand. It read in bright bold red 6:15 am. What the fuck? I know perfectly that Alice is probably the most hyper, agitated person and one small ball of blasting energy but whom in hell would practice before eight o'clock in the morning? Oh no, wait… NOBODY! Why? Because there wasn't any practice in the morning at all. With some inner strength I managed to roll myself out of the big king size bed I shared with Alice, and sometimes Rosalie, and walked to the door, completely peeling the mask off my face now.

"MARY ALICE CULLEN! SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH THIS INSTANT!" I yelled, hearing clearly Alice's yelp from the living room, I noticed that I had probably just scared her. A silent, yet noticeable smile played on my lips. That should teach her to not wake me up at least before eight, which was when I rushed to get ready and go to classes.

Alice, her brothers and myself, along with Rosalie, her twin brother and my big brother were part of UCLA, I was known as the clumsiest person in the whole world, although I am the Captain of the Cheerleaders Squad – the UCLA Spirit Squad, that is – I always knew my ways around cheerleading and gymnastics, with the help of Rosalie and Alice, my two best friends, our team rocked any other on the entire state, we cheered for all the sports team, the basketball, baseball, volleyball and sometimes even the chess team, not that we've been to too many chess tournaments, but our favorites were the football games, I don't know, but there was something in the guys with tights that we couldn't get enough of… I'm just kidding.

Alice's boyfriend was Rosalie's brother, Jasper Hale, and Rosalie's boyfriend was Alice's brother, Emmett Cullen, they were both wide receivers at our team and of course, there was Alice's brother number two, Edward Cullen, the star quarterback and captain of the football team, beautiful isn't enough to describe his looks, but he is a jerk just as much as he is handsome, and I feel like slap him across the face whenever I see him, but he's a good friend, that's it, no matter on how many dates Alice tried to persuade me in, but I'm not buying the whole "I'm-your-fantasy-come-true" act of his.

Oh, have I failed to mention he is cocky as hell? Nobody's perfect, I'll tell you that.

"Oh c'mon Isabella. Be. Aggressive. Be. Be. Aggressive." She almost spelled it to me when she arrived at the door of our room, practically shoving the pompons on my face.

"If you continue to do this, I'll show you aggressive." I tried my best to scare her away by narrowing my eyes, but I knew that to Alice I was harmless, not something I would say the other way around, and trust me, you don't want to get on Alice's nasty side.

She just stuck her tongue out at me and went back to the living room jumping up and down, waving the golden yellow and orange pompons in the air, using our newest outfit to wear around the campus and on day-time games. A white mini skirt, which had five stripes on the end of it – black, blue, golden yellow, blue and black again –, a blue and white tank-top with bright, bold, orange letters on it that read UCLA and on her feet simple all white Adidas. Like all of our outfits, it enhanced our best qualities, the girls and the legs, not that I didn't like to see everyone staring at us as we went by a room, it's just that I don't handle attention all too well, thank goodness my brother Josh Austin was always there with me, he knew how much I like the floor… actually, scratch that… he knew how much my face liked the floor, so he tried to be by my side at all times, I think that this is mainly why I never got a real boyfriend this far, every guy seems to think that either Josh is my boyfriend or they're too scared to approach me when I'm around him – which is always – but never the less, I learned to get used to it.

I shut the door behind me with a loud bang, and carried myself away to the bed, once I finally hit my face on the pillow; I let my sudden anger out with a muffled scream, realizing that just then and there I had lost all of my sleepiness I had before. Damn you Alice.

For the second time in less than thirty minutes, I rolled myself out of the bed and opened the door, storming out, I had my best grumpy look all over my face, and maybe Alice wouldn't bother me then. Sure, when hell freezes over.

"BELLA! YOU'RE UP!" A loud squeal invaded the room and Alice gave me a warm hug. What the hell had happened to her? And with just one look, I discovered the crime evidence. There was a coffee mug on our little table at the living room.

"Who gave you coffee?" I raised my left eyebrow, she just shrugged. "Ali? Who gave you coffee?" I insisted, trying to get her to say anything to me.

"Me…" And then the word vomit started. "I'm so sorry Bella, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, sorry! I know I shouldn't have but the coffee was staring right back at me, I know it was your coffee, at least the rest of it, but I didn't… I couldn't resist, it was still warm when I drank it and it slowed down my throat like…like, putty or something like that, I hadn't have a real cup of coffee for so long-"

"Enough Al." I cut her off. "You know how you react to coffee don't you? You get all jumpy and babbling like hell…God help me Alice and I know he will, but you'll never reach another coffee mug on your life. Jasper is going to go down on me."

"It'snotyourfault; I'llkickhimonthegroinifheeverthinksaboutdoingsomethinglikethis." The words were coming out of her mouth so fast that they all sounded like one huge word instead of a sentence, and with that she took a huge, loud inhale and let it all out.

"Have you eaten anything before you drank the coffee?" Oh, by the way, my coffee mug was pretty much filled up, but I wouldn't tell anyone this, I loved Alice and myself way too much.

Alice shook her head no.

"Okay, let me get ready and we'll go down to the cafeteria to grab something to eat ok? Remember? Eating eases your nerves down."

It was true, the complete true history, eating did got Alice's caffeine levels down, and it would go down, not even if I had to shove a salt spoon down her throat with loads of water. Tasty right?

"Maybe you should change your clothes too Al. We'll need the uniforms fresh for tonight." She simply squealed back as a response and stormed into our bedroom, I followed right after her.

I didn't stood there and waited for her to change; I was too much in need of a bath to wait for her to pick up my clothes for me, so I simply grabbed a nice change of clothes, my toiletries and walked out of our dorm room, heading straightly to the girls bathroom. Community showers sucked, that's for sure.

Looking down at my own feet, trying my best not to trip and fall on my face I jumped slightly when the door for the 23D room was open, to reveal a shirtless Edward Cullen sneaking out of it. 23D was the room of Jessica Stanley and Lauren Mallory. God! Trying to get in the pants of the whole squad Cullen? Threesome much? And I found myself wondering if both of them were there or maybe he had ditched one of them to Tyler…?

"Bella." His greeting snapped right out of my thoughts, fortunately, I wasn't staring at him, but at the simple, plain, nothing ahead of me.

"Hello Cullen." Ice Queen was back, ay? I always found myself greeting him like that, I didn't know why… but like I said before, I always wanted to smack him across that pretty face of his, my hand started to tingle a little but I held it back by squeezing my clothes with it.

"Lemme guess… Too early?" Then he flashed me his damn crooked smile. That was the one thing about Edward that could wrap me right around his big index finger, I guess it was a good thing he didn't know about this then.

"Alice." He laughed and I made the mistake of looking into his green eyes, maybe, just maybe I looked lost for a moment there. Damn, the man was gorgeous. Bella focus! You don't like him remember?

Was I seriously having an inner fight about Edward Cullen?

"Okay, I should go." I could tell he was trying to say something but I didn't let him. "Try to stay out of my cheerleaders pants Cullen." I smacked him playfully on the right bare arm, the electricity was palpable, for me at least, and I quickly put my hand back. He probably didn't feel a thing because he stood there, holding his posture. Someone needs to get laid…

"Ay, ay Captain." He saluted me. "I'll see you at the big game tonight?"

"You know I cannot miss Friday nights." Feeling my lips curving into a smile, Edward lowered himself and placed a kiss on my right cheek, it burned all of the sudden, I was turning into a brand new shade of red.

"I'll be seeing you then."

"I'll be the girl holding the Golden Yellow and Blue pompons." I called out to him as he made his way to the stairs.

"I'll be the guy who won't stop staring at you." And with that he was gone.

Okay, that was weird. Right? Like in weird, weird. Weird as in… Aliens invading the football field to play a match with the earth people. I'll tell you why.

Edward Cullen and I, share this kind of frienemy relationship, we like to pick on each other, seeing how much the other can handle before an outburst, or a break down. But don't worry no break downs – yet – just loud outbursts, most coming from my part. We grew up together, I am his baby sister's best friend, so I am undeniably always around, he made himself a constant presence in my life as well, he always hung out with my big brother, and they were like brothers themselves, along with Jasper and Emmett, but he had never shown a tidy bit of interest in me, neither have I on him. We were always like this. He is the star Quarterback, got his scholarship to UCLA because of that - even tho his dream was to be a doctor, in which he was pretty much succeeding - and I because of my brains, I had to struggle my way to the top all over again to be the Captain of the Cheerleading Squad I treat this like some sort of nostalgic thing, but it really feels like I got stuck on the same place I was when I left school. Alice insisted always that we would hang out together and throw us into these crazy dates, we had our share of fun, I won't lie, but that was it, just fun, he was my big brother material… oh shit, did I just said… "He was"? Anyways, Edward kept this simple schedule worked out for him, and suited him quite well.

Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays' mornings he would spend at 23D, you know, "hanging out" with Lauren Mallory and Jessica Stanley. That was a code for "fucking their brains out". Not that they do have brains.

Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays he would hang out at 45C, room of Sarah Livingstone and Kenley Mallory – yes, Lauren's twin sister – both of them belongings to the Volleyball team.

Sundays he would sleep in his room and laze his ass off, he liked to call this: "Edward Cullen's day off".

Of course that, in the mean time, he would always make room for us in his busy life, he would always hang out with us and give all of us, and I quote: "The alluring presence of Edward Cullen." Unquote.

That is pretty much just why the way he just acted was so weird to me, it really caught me off guard, I must've stood there, in the middle of the empty hallway for a good minute or two, before snapping myself out of my little bubble and continue my way to the showers. You shall be damned Cullen. A smile spread across my face, I must have looked pretty dumb, right then and there.

Once I finally got to the bathroom, I stripped off my clothes putting them on the sink counter and got into the cold water, I can't say it eased my muscles, because it didn't, some dumb bimbos may have already used the whole hot water, do this people not familiar with the word SHARE? Sometimes I just felt like packing up and going back home or maybe I'm just being slightly dramatic here.

I turned off the shower and dried myself pretty quickly with my towel, putting on my underwear, a jeans and Bruins tee, it isn't like I have too much school spirit within myself, I just didn't see what I was grabbing before I finally hit the showers, so it was either this or walk down the hall wearing jeans and my white bra. It's pretty guessable what I chose…

Grabbing my dirty clothes, towel and putting all of my bathroom stuff back into the small case, I walked myself out of the bathroom, nearly bumping into Lauren Mallory and Jessica Stanley who were grinning like fools. So I guess that pretty much screams threesome. I tried to make my way out as soon as I could, I didn't like them, they were just good at cheerleading, and that was pretty much it.

Okay, I know I'm talking bad about people, but I got off the bed with the wrong foot.

"Bella!" Lauren managed to reach up to me just when I had passed by them… The bathroom door seemed so close.

"Yes?" I answered, turning on my heels to face her. Lauren is what you would call Prom Queen right out of Seventeen Magazine. She had long blonde hair, a curvy body, blue eyes and no brain; I guess that the longest time a person spends standing next to Rosalie Hale, more the other blondes start looking dull and boring.

"You're a friend of Edward's right?" I simply nodded at her question; I don't think her poor brain with lack of oxygen could understand the complications in that friendship.

"Could you please, please, please give him this?" She whispered leaning into me before giving me a card, red envelope and it smelled like trashy perfume. Classy.

"Why are you whispering?" Fantastic. Now I was whispering along.

Her eyes travelled to Jessica who was entering the shower and back to me. "She can't know about this."

Because maybe if she learned about this she would get pissed right? And make you end your thing with Edward, or perhaps she would just get pissed because you're done making threesomes? Or hurt? Will there be tears? Scenarios started to pop into my mind before I could block them. I snapped myself back to reality once again in the morning.

"My lips are sealed." I winked at her.

"Hey Bella. What time will practice start?" Jessica asked raising her voice so she could overcome the shower noise, not that it was too hard for her to do.

"Same time. Not the gym today, we're practicing on the field along with the guys today… Remember, wear shorts, not panties." The girls giggled and said okay.

And I was finally left alone with my thoughts, although my brain was starting to echo back at me Lauren and Jessica's pitchy voices, if they continued on the squad any longer, I would have to go to therapy or something, my head started throbbing.

I arrived back into my room on a record time, Alice was still jumping up and down on the living room, I guess that pompons never left her hand. "Bella!" She rushed to my side one she noticed I was back in the room, my hair was still damp, but I would let it dry naturally.

"You ready to go Ali?" She continued to jump, putting her thumbs. "You're taking the pompons?" Her thumbs were still up. "Oh God."

We left the room, it was almost a quarter to eight, I must have taken a real long time in the bathroom I guess, Alice was still jumping by my side, and I never noticed when Rosalie had caught up with us. "Who gave her coffee?" Rose narrowed her eyes at me.

"Don't look at me missy, Ali gave Ali my coffee." I sighed. "Do you have any idea what it's like to wake up six thirty in the morning to a hyper energetic Alice chanting her lungs out 'be aggressive, be, be, aggressive'?"

Rosalie started to laugh, I hated when people laughed at my expense but I was already used to. The Campus slowly started filling itself up with people who were waking up. Mostly the early awakers, us cheerleaders we all had all of our classes in the morning and in the first part of the afternoon, we used the rest of it to practice and usually, there was a game every Friday night, they were all exciting and against some of the Universities nearby, this Friday we were up against another West Coast University.

"So, what are you doing today Miss School Spirit?" Rosalie asked. We already had lost Alice, but she was probably bouncing on some other poor girl.

"Classes, lunch, more classes, gym, practice, shower, game."

"Tidy. Don't you ever loosen up Bella?"

I bit my bottom lip. "Sure I do, I'm a cheerleader, I have to loosen up, but I always leave the loosening up to the games. That is, if I want people to at least give think I'm more than a bimbo."

"Right, right. Bella, people give you enough credit! C'mon, you were posted on the 20 under 20 writers on the New York Times and you're not even from New York!"

"And as I can remember, I didn't even send the story. And as I remember again, I'm not even studying to be a writer, but to be a lawyer."

"True, but still, we always have to make your first step into everything. Someday you'll have to fly solo butterfly."

That was true, I aimed more than anything to become a serious writer, I was currently working on a book project of mine that it had been going on for at least two months now, since I made the time to caught up with College things, but this dream would have to wait, I was taking my major in Law, which is sort of my hidden passion - I liked it, won't say I loved it, but I used to dream about getting into this major Law firm, to be called Something&Swan, or Swan&Something - and I before i would ever begin to think about law, I had this little job over the summers in New York, I taught ballet to little kids, in the old dance studio I used to be a part of, and this would be my thing until I got my book done, because at time seemed like a more chance to make any profit out of this kind of job, I mean, every day we see people try to make books, and they fail. Still, I owed everything to my friends, Rosalie had hacked into my computer and read a story, one-piece, I had made a while ago, when I was still at high school, she mailed it over the New York Times as a great friend she is, and before I knew, I was on the 20 under 20. It was flattering, I must say, and it did help me to enter University, I was taking English Literature classes as a minor and all the shit. I can't describe how it amazes me, when I got here my room was always full of classics, and I'm a book geek I must say so myself, but it had been quite a while since last time I had visited the library.

"What's this?" Rosalie's eyes were gazing the bloody red envelope on my right hand. I even forgot it was there.

"Lauren." She snatched the thing away and her nose crinkled.

"Slut perfume alert. How much did this perfume cost… Five dollars?"

"Now, now, don't be so mean Rose, give it back." I tried to grab the thing back, but Rosalie turned it and saw in big, silver, handwritten: To: Edward. And then she cracked up.

"Do you work on the post office now?" When she controlled herself, she looked at me and raised her right eyebrow.

"No, I don't, but the poor girl. She's all over Eddie, and I sure want to see his face when he opens this. Which will probably be in front of the whole team." I smiled to myself, imagining Edward's face.

"Isabella, you are going to hell."

"I'll save you a seat Rose, I really don't mind." I said as we were finally entering the cafeteria… More like food court.

It was already filled up with early awaken students, that were grabbing a bagel or two before heading out to class, I looked around to search for familiar faces and I saw my best friends. Emmett was cracking up looking at Alice, who was bouncing and talking about something with Jasper while shoving her pompons on his face, next to them was Edward, with his gorgeous bronze hair, his eyes locked on mine, green on brown and he passed his hand through his hair, making it more messy than it already was, I guess I took in a deep breath, because I could hear Rosalie chuckle on my side. What the hell are you doing to yourself? His Edward Cullen for God's sake! Which day of the week would settle you? I tore my gaze away from his eyes and started to walk up to our table.

As soon as we got there, Rosalie took her seat on an empty chair besides Jasper, who shot me a "you're-so-dead" look, I gave him a shy smile before grabbing a chair to myself and sit next to Edward.

"I'm so sorry Jazzy." I apologized before he could say anything.

"How could you let her Bella? After the last time?" Jasper's voice was full of concern.

"I'm really, really sorry. I completely forgot to drink my coffee up and well… When I woke up, actually, when she woke me up at six-thirty, the thing was already long gone down her throat."

"You should always do this Bells; you're missing out on Jasper's expressions." Emmett said between laughs, giving me a playful punch on the shoulder.

"Bella, Bella, Bella! You're here now and we can eat. Didn't I tell you Jazz, she was coming, I said to you. But you had to go all 'Go eat now Alice.'" Alice's impression of Jasper made all of us start to laugh, Emmett was just laughing harder than before. "But now she's here Jazzy, yes she is. Let's eat Bella; can we eat, please, please, please? Can I drink coffee too? I promise I won't get jumpy like I am now, I really, really, really promise, can we go now? Linda is making these delicious coffees with a bunch of thing on them, c'mon Bella, rise from this seat, now!"

She was by my side and before I could say any word, she grabbed my right arm and pulled me off the chair, practically running with me to grab food, and maybe she was begging the whole way for me to let her drink any coffee. Alice was a coffee junky, there was no doubt in this, but she couldn't drink much coffee because she had low tolerance to sugar, and it made her jumpy and sometimes she said things she didn't want to, like last time, she ended up spilling all of our secrets in the middle of the hall, then she went to Jasper's room only in her underwear, and she had the best sex of her life, but poor Jasper, blushed like hell when she yelled that to me in the middle of the Food Court, so me and him made a pact, we would never let Alice touch another cup of coffee on her entire life, unfortunately, we couldn't end with the world's coffee production.

We came back to the table; each one of us holding a tray of food, Alice had grabbed everything in sight leaving her with a big amount of left offs which were probably going to Emmett's tummy, I just had my usual apple and some other fruits, I didn't usually eat in the morning, before UCLA it was only cocoa puffs and just that. I sat down at my previous seat and Alice sat on Jasper's side, I noticed that now, Emmett had took Rose's side, with an arm around her shoulders; Emmett was always the kind of guy who was possessive.

"Bella, what is this that you're holding?" Emmett asked as I sat down, the envelope being snatched off my hand the second time that day.

"Give it back Em." I said in a threatening voice.

"No way…" He started; it took him only a moment to realize the silver handwriting on the back of it. "Oh, it's for Eddie." He teased.

Edward moved by my side, like he was being snapped out of his thoughts by the mention of his name, his body was completely turned to me, my cheeks burned to the possibility that he could've been looking at me. Don't be silly my dear.

"Give it back Emmett." I said once more, reaching my hand to grab the envelope Emmett was holding to me, Edward's hands were faster than mine; he grabbed the envelope away from his brother's hand.

"You didn't have to do this Bells. I don't really like red envelopes." He winked at me.

"It's not from me douche bag. It's from Lauren; by the way, she spilled her guts to me and said she enjoyed the threesome very much." Edward blushed. Bella 01x01 Edward.

"Threesome Eddie? Damn, you've got it going on!" Emmett joked.

"I'm just kidding Eddie, they didn't say anything, but they were grinning like fools." Go on Isabella, I can already see his ego bursting.

"Bella, don't call me Eddie. Please? I beg of you, and you too Emmett. You got to stop with this nickname, I'm not five years old anymore." You sure don't look like you're five years old to me.

I bit my bottom lip trying to hold back my words; I don't even need to say how plain I looked in that table, do I? Rosalie was wearing a simple summer dress, it was flower printed on top and on the bottom – like from the waistband down – it was navy blue. The dress accentuated all of Rosalie's goodies, not to mention that you would pass your eyes through her body if you managed to look away from her face. Rosalie was model-like her features were memorable, crystalline blue eyes, perfect tanned skin, and a long blonde hair that it wasn't straight and neither curled, formed waves to her waist; Emmett looked like a big teddy-bear, I called him that since I was 3 years old and I first met him, he was very muscular, and just the kind of guy who could offer protection to Rosalie, they matched. He was wearing stripped polo and khaki pants, his hair was curly, dark and short, it suited him well.

And then we could pass on to the other couple Alice who was now herself once more, had traded her cheerleading costume for yellow shorts, white tank-top and a tailored vest. Alice was our fashion freak, we always went shopping with her, she knew how to match and mismatch. Jasper is your usual southern gentleman, he is Rosalie's twin brother, making him also blonde, blue eyed and gorgeous, wearing a buttoned down shirt and jeans.

Any description I gave today about Edward Cullen didn't do him any justice, I don't know how to do this, how to describe him accurately, but in my eyes, he is the most handsome of all guys, let's go from top to bottom ok? His bronze hair was in its usual disarray, not something that can be imitated, I don't believe Edward spent any time in front of the mirror messing his hair. His features were strong giving him a bad boy look something like… James Dean, today he was wearing a navy blue polo shirt, it outlined every muscle of his, at least if you ogled him for a long time, and his jeans that gave the proper vision of his cute butt.

That is pretty much why I feel entirely lame wearing my UCLA Bruins glitter tee, jeans and Nikes, okay that my hair was entirely better than the last year, but still, being with longer, way longer hair, didn't mean I feel less of boring and plain by standing next to them.

"Bella?" I had the awareness of Edward's hands being waved in front of me, trying to snap me out of my daydreams. "Alice, could you give me a hand here?" He called out; I instantly made myself stop dreaming.

"Okay, I'm back to reality now." I tried my best to force a fake smile, but I'm pretty sure he didn't buy it.

"You were staring at nothing for a moment there." I blushed when I saw that his hand had fallen on my thighs. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm completely fine Eddie." I cupped his cheek with my hand before patting and pinching it, like a grandmother does to her grandson with the big cheeks. "Jazz, class?" I quickly turned my attention to the blonde in front of me.

"What's our first class today?" Jasper was taking the same classes I was in my minor, so for the first few classes of the day our schedule was pretty much the same.

"Miss Glenda." Insert deep sigh here. "Kill me now?" Miss Glenda was the oldest teacher we had; we couldn't do much in her class other than pay attention or brood, if she made sure that you didn't even open your mouth during class.

"Not only if you kill me first." Jasper said while getting up and stretching his arms. He gave Alice a quick peck on the lips before coming to my side. "Shall we malady?"

I laughed at his attempt to look like a gentleman, but he was. Jazzy was a real gentleman. Alice was nothing more than completely lucky, but I did not envy her, Jasper was my big brother. "Yes we shall." Talking about big brothers where the hell was mine? As I got up from the seat and wrapped my arm around Jasper's, my eyes searched through the room for any big, strong, brown haired and brown eyed 20 year old male. No such luck.

"Josh is probably with Liz." Edward answered to my untold question, I made a disgusted face.

"Her again? When will man ever learn?" Edward simply laughed. "Oh, well, bye guys." I waved at the table that waved back at me. "Oh and Eddie, please wait for me to open this thing ok?" He simply nodded; I couldn't wait to see what was in there, though I highly doubted that Edward would wait for me to open it.

Jasper waved at them, but didn't say anything, and dragged me along to our first class of the day. Penal Code stuff. Great.

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