A/N: This is a request from Stormy Snape (who, for those of you are wondering, is my friend Hannah). Read and review? Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.
Smokin'
Woah, Bella's smokin' today…Mike thought as he passed Bella in the hallway.
Carlisle, Edward wished that he could wrap duct tape around that boy's vile head to block out his mind at times.
"Get this into your head, Newton." Edward said, stopping the boy in his tracks. "Bella doesn't want you; she never did, and never will."
Mike just looked at him quizzically, as if to make sure that Edward was talking to him.
"Yes, I'm talking to you." Edward grinned.
"God, Cullen. You know, having a pipe doesn't mean you have to talk like an asshole." Mike spat, before stomping away.
Edward just chuckled before putting the pipe to his mouth and inhaling.
