Characters are Stephenie Meyer's. I just like to play with them.

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"Can you believe we're going to be seniors?" Edward asks while he nibbles my ear.

We do this a lot.

Meet at the back of the school.

Away from all the curious eyes.

Make out.

Touch each other.

I hum in response. I don't care about being a senior

Just kiss me.

And he doesn't.

So I do.

I kiss and kiss and kiss him until he pulls back and looks at me.

"You are one special girl Bella Swan."

I don't know what to do, so I look down.

"You're so different from everyone else. "

He nudges my chin when he goes to kiss my neck.

"And you're mine."

I pull off his beanie and run my hands through his hair as he kisses me.

We dry hump against the wall.

And it's amazing.

And then he searches his bag pack and takes out a blunt.

"I didn't know you smoked weed."

"I've being trying not to do it in front of you, but fuck I need it."

I watched him smoke.

It was fascinating.

And smelly.

"Want some?" He held up the blunt to me.

I shook my head almost instantly.

"You're so cute Swan."

"When did you start smoking?"

"Um I don't know."

His looked at me, his eyes glazed with drugs.

"Why?"

"I don't like it. You should stop."

And then he puts out the blunt and smiles at me.

"Anything for you."