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Thank you all SO much for the reviews, because of all of them, I decided to update! Anyways, much love.
P.S. In this chapter, a woman named Hamilton shows up, there is a woman I know from my own school with the last name of Hamilton, and I hate her guts. So, for my own personal enjoyment, she gets what's coming to her! Enjoy!//
He's staring at me.
You can't even see his eyes because of the black sunglasses he's waring. I can see my own reflection through them, and I'm sick of it. I glance at his police badge and then down at the gun rested in his arms. When I got on this bus, he told me four words, ''You run, I shoot.'' I wasn't in the 'getting shot in the head' mood, so I wasn't going anywhere.
I'm on a bus to Camp Crossroads. Yesterday, I was in New York getting a pathetic talk from that rookie cop, apparently I'm a 'bad person' and he is 'sick of people like me' all the got from me was an eye roll.
I glanced out the window, for the past three hours all I've seen is desert. Hot burning sun frying the dirt making it crack. I squint my eyes to look closer at the upcoming horizon. Three gray buildings surrounded by a barb wired fence, the bus slowly picks up speed. I can clearly see people now dressed in jeans and black shirts. Every...single...one of them...
The bus stopped and a woman with fire red hair stepped on, I tried really hard not to laugh at her cathloic school girl outfit. Small skirt, long socks and a horrible green sweater.
"Hello Bella. I'm Miss. Hamilton" She said to me, "Welcome to Camp Crossroads, here we help teenagers with there problems."
I glared at her, "Problems?" I echo. Her kind smile and manor vanished for a brief moment.
"All teenagers have problems, here we try to help you remove them, and you can change and be a better person." She says, her smile now back in place.
I open my mouth to say something, an insult, a response, but I found that I was to tired to do anything.
Hamilton glanced at the police officer and he nodded. Pulling me up and walking off the bus.
XxX
I was walking down a long hallway with Ms. Catholic School girl, Hamilton. We came to a large black door and she turned to me, "Bella?"
"Yeah?" I asked, itching to get out of these cuffs.
"There is a policy here a Camp Crossroads, we have boys and girls room together. You'll be sharing a room with..." She paused checking the paper in her hand, "Mr. Edward Cullen. He was arrested a few weeks ago. We here believe that if teenagers talk through there problems together, they'll change and be a better person." She said, perk and smiling...I want to slap her.
"You do realize," I ask her, "That teenage pregnancy is a problem? You'll need a hell of a lot of condoms if your rooming girls and boys together." I say, snorting with laughter.
She glares at me, "Bella, we have officers walking past theses hall ways every minute. If anything is herd that resembles..." She paused, looking for the right word, "teenagers fraternizing with each other, they will run in with a loaded gun."
I glared at her, now, really wanting to slap her.
She smiled, her perfect white teeth shining, "Now, let's meet your roommate, okie dokie?"
I sigh and nod as she opens the door.
XxX
The room was dark, it consisted of two desks, two beds side by side each other, one very small window and a night stand table.
I could tell..someone... was sitting on the bed, but it was to dark to see anything.
"Mr. Cullen," Hamilton's voice stated, "Please meet your roommate, Bella Swan."
Seconds later, the bedside table lamp turned on...reveling...a..god..
This 'Mr. Cullen' Had dirty blond hair, his golden eyes shined in the darkness of the room. I lowered my gaze to the rest of his body, the black shirt he was waring allowed his muscular chest to be shown, clearly, his dark tight jeans hugged his hips..very...well...
"Is she always like that?" His velvety smooth voice stopped my thinking. My eyes shot up and I shut my mouth with a Snap!
"No." I said, trying to make my voice sound convincing, when really it came out as more of a squeak...
He chuckled.
"Okay kiddies," Hamilton's annoying perky voice set in, I'd almost forgotten she was there, "I have to run, meetings and all. Edward, make Bella here feel at home, okay?"
"Right," he said, "Because being in jail would give anyone that homey feeling." The sarcasm was clear in his voice. I laughed.
Hamilton glared and quickly left the room.
I then looked down at my feet, finding them interesting.
"So, Bella," Edward say, making my eyes shoot up to meet his gaze, "What did you do to get here?"
I laughed at the memory, "I robbed a five and ten for a pack of cigs." I told him. "I would have gotten out, too. Only a fucking cop hit me." I added with an eye roll.
His eyes suddenly became dark, "Your alright, though."
I smirked, "Obviously."
He nodded, "I was stealing a car with my brothers." he told me. "Fucking cops always ruin all the fun, eh?"
I nodded. I was about to say something, when he cut me off.
"You know, when I first got here, and herd about the men and women as roommates, I didn't agree with the idea." he told me, his eyes skimming over my body, "But now...I'm liking this arrangement."
I tried to hide my grin and failed miserably.
Oh yes, this was going to be fun.
//A.N: I know! Short and sweet. Edward is in it though! Be happy! Don't get mad! Get glad!
Sorry..hehe...
I PROMISE if I get good reviews with his chapter, I WILL have Edward in leather pants.
Please vote though! What should happen in the next chapter?
Bella finds Edward shirtless.
Edward finds Bella shirtless.
Bella find Edward in a towel after coming out of the shower.
Hamilton gets slapped.
Please vote! Please review! I'll love you forever! Thanks!//
