Bella

"It fits fine, Bella." Charlotte told me for the third time as I tried to reposition my breasts in the tight t-shirt. I had always had a curvy body. More of an hour glass. My waist was slim and my hips were broad with wide thighs and giant boobs. My figure was rounded, but balanced out enough so I wasn't fat. Too bad I couldn't resist the call of a Wendy's burger. My mother had said, 'a gift from God' when, her, herself, was so thin.

Char didn't get it though. Everything about her was small; small boobs, small nose, small ears, small hands…

I usually wore baggier shirts so I wouldn't have to see those gargantuan balloons, but no, I just had to have chocolate sprayed all over me. In front of Alice Cullen, one of the most popular kids in school. I covered my face in embarrassment and sighed to myself.

The fitting T-shirt just wasn't going to do. I was going to have to go with the baggy jacket Ben had given me. Just then, the door was knocked on and I quickly replaced the shirt over my head. Rosalie Hale stepped in with a sadistic smirk. She glanced at my ruined sweater with her dark blue eyes.

"Mr. Aro wants you two out in thirty seconds."

Char's eyebrows merged, "Why didn't you just yell for us?"

"So I could laugh at you." She told me with a grin then left the room.

Char stood awkwardly, her eyes blazing, "Well, ya know what? You aren't laughing so…HA!" I rolled my eyes and tugged up the V-neckline of the shirt then sighed when I saw it was no use. I grabbed the jacket anyway and headed out of the small dressing room with Char right behind me.

She was huffing and slightly pink, "Who does that girl think she is anyway? Just cause she's," she made her voice and nasally like Rosalie's, "a professional." Cue the air quotes. I tried not to laugh, but failed miserably. Char and I had been friends since we were in diapers. I could barely stand staying away from her witty, smart humor and soft smiles. The friendship necklaces we had on symbolized everything we had went through. She batted her eyelashes and flipped back her brown hair, representing the perfect Rosalie replica. I burst into cackles as she giggled.

"Alright, let's get back." I gasped out when I stopped laughing.

"You're welcome for the shirt." She said with a hint of sarcasm. I rolled my eyes.

"Thank you!" I replied with a smile, matching her tone.

"So Jasper Whitlock really saved you?" Her cobalt eyes wide and curious. We kept walking towards the auditorium, cutting through the short hallway and opening the back door so we made it to the rows of seats and the gigantic stage.

"Yeah! It was like he had this geek-repelling force around him. It was so cool!" I exclaimed. I was excited. The geeks had officially left me alone for the evening and I wanted to bow to Jasper Whitlock's feet, grinning like a maniac while I thanked him profusely.

"Hmmm…isn't he the kid who kept stealing your crayons?" Char asked with a raised delicate brow, her eyes now amused.

I giggled, "Yeah. He did owe me for that purple one." We stepped into the lobby and everyone stopped chattering, most of the boys so they could drag their leery eyes down to my breasts. I blushed and threw on the jacket; it smelled like butterscotch and bacon. Ugh, Ben…

"Ohmigod. Kill me now." I whispered under my breath. Then the hairs stood on the back of my neck and I glanced up to meet the familiar green eyes. I paused, my heart slamming against my chest and the tingling in my belly sending swirls of happiness down the rest of my belly.

"What?" Char realized how I stopped then frowned, following my gaze.

"Edward Masen." I whispered to myself.

He was standing in the corner of the small, humid room with Alice Cullen, who was giggling joyfully, her beautiful face scrunched up in merriment and some other guys from the basketball team. His gorgeous face was pulled up into a grin and his eyebrows wagged, like he was telling a saucy, lewd joke. I wanted to know what it was about. I would probably blush and make a full out of myself. He was holding a basketball under his sweaty arm. They had obviously just gotten out of practice and came to visitAlice.

Char sighed at me in annoyance, though she couldn't talk since she found him beautiful too. He was perfect with his perfect hands and perfect copper bed-head hair and perfect emerald eyes.

I tried to summon up the courage every day to talk to him, but I was too shy, too below the radar in social sayings, and too…Bella. Plus, I was always surrounded by geeks. I was too lame to stand next to Edward Masen.

The flip of short black hair flashed in my peripheral vision and Alice Cullen called out to me, a bright grin on her face, "Bella! Come here a sec."

I froze and Char fell in front of me, tripping slightly into Peter, who caught her automatically. I saw her pink blush, but paid it no mind as I turned to see what the popular group could want. I slowly made my way over, glancing at Edward to see he was watching me with those eyes.

These were the first words Alice had spoken to me all year. When she had waltzed in our school with a killer grin and bright blue eyes, everyone instantly took a liking to her. By lunch, she had the popular group under her thumb. With her designer shirts and revealing skirts, she was almost too cool for high school.

Char shot me a look from beside a sputtering Peter then to grab her script from the table, she was playing the principle, Ms. Lynch.

"Bella? Are you in there?" Alice trilled with another smile, earning chuckles from her friends and Edward. I sputtered then blushed as I came to a stop in front of all four of them. His eyes went directly to the exposed tops of my breasts, and then he blushed and looked away before I could cover them. I glanced down; how sweet.

"What's up?" I asked.

Alice rolled her eyes, "Nothing but the ceiling, babe," Lame, but her friends all giggled. "Nothing, really, you just never talk to me anymore."

Embry and Collin stared at me like they'd never seen me before. Right. Like Embry didn't pee in my pool when we were briefly friends. The short gorgeous person next to me, reached out an arm and wrapped it around me, "You guys know Bella, right?"

Edward Masen stared right into my eyes and smiled. No. Fucking. Way. "Hey, Bella. How'd you do on that test in Biology?" He knew I existed?

I blushed and sputtered again, glancing down and making a complete fool of myself, "G-Good, ya know. Got an A."

"You're such a little brain," Alice bumped my side with her elbow, smiling again.

"She's pretty much the only one who gets A's." Edward shrugged with a grin, winking my way. What? He knew I existed and he winked at me! Edward Cullen knew my grades? This was unbelievable. I was so floored and so very, very red. I couldn't look any of them in the eye. I looked down at my black flats.

"Dude, what's that all over your hands?" Embry asked with a disgust look in his dark eyes.

I glanced down at my hands. They were covered in splotches of red and orange from the sunset I had been painting in 7th period. I looked up at Edward, who was staring at me again, and gulped. I could bet all my college money that none of the girls he went out with would downgrade to even a chipped nail.

"It's just paint. I had art." I said softly, mostly directing it to Edward and he smiled gently at me.

Collin snorted, "Ever heard of soap and water?"

Embry laughed and they gave each other a high-five while I blushed again.

"That's a real class, man. Shut the hell up!" Edward admonished, throwing his basketball at Embry.

Ohmigod. Edward had literally, like, defended me. A bright grin weaseled onto my face before I could stop it. I felt like doing a me over here had been the best thing ever!

"C'mon kids! Let's make magic happen!" Mr. Aro, our faculty adviser and head of the drama department, croaked out as he slammed the theater door behind him. Some jumped up with intense smiles; another play, another dollar.

"Mr. Aro! Mr. Aro!" Collin called exuberantly, "Is it too late to audition?"

I almost snickered as Mr. Aro paused, crooking a brow at the sweaty jocks.

"Go, greased lightening, you're burning up the quarter mile!" Collin sang loudly and badly while Alice and I giggled.

"Greased lightening! Greased lightening!" Embry and Edward chorused with big grins. It was horrible, really, but Edward made it so cute. They did a rough imitation of the dance while I tried to hold in my belly-laugh.

"A fine performance, gents, but get out," He peeked at me and Alice, "Ladies, shall we?" He gestured to the giant door everyone was descending in. Embry and Collin laughed and bid a farewell to the two populaurs asAlicehurried into the auditorium, leaving me alone with Edward Masen.

Edward smirked at me with soft green eyes and my heart skipped a beat, "Don't worry about those guys. They can be real asses sometimes." He waved a hand dismissively, balancing his basketball in one hand. I smiled, my eyes glazed slightly.

"Yeah, and the sky is blue." I replied.

Edward laughed and I ducked my chin in embarrassment. I almost never said what I was thinking.

"Good one. See ya in class." He turned and left.

"Yeah," I breathed, "See ya."

I took in the clothes I was wearing and the clothes he was wearing, even the tiny sunlight streaming through the small window over the eit door. I wanted to take in every moment of this. I turned and there was Alice with a giant grin on her face.

"Ohmigod!" she squealed, "You like him!"

My blush was so hot, it could incinerate my clothes. Then Mike would really have a show, "No!" I instantly answered, but it was so obvious.

"You naughty girl, you!" she grinned brilliantly, "Crushing on the basketball star."

"Shh!" I hissed at her and she giggled.

"Don't worry, Bella! You're secrets safe with me. Besides, I love the idea of you two together! It's what this school needs. In fact, I'll talk him up for you."

I couldn't contain my excitement, "Really?"

"Totally!" she draped an arm over my shoulders, "We are gonna get along just fine. Now let's talk costumes. I was thinking since I'm Sandy, I could choose the colors. And my best is maybe blue or…"

I tuned her out. All I could think about was Edward Masen. How he smiled at me, how he defended me, how he laughed at my joke. And now Alice was gonna talk to him for me. And a geek didn't interrupt the whole time! It was all too good to be true.

There was no denying it. The theater was truly a magical place…

Now, I know most of you hate Edward, but trust me, don't give up on this story. Edward is not as cool as you think he is, you should be keeping your eye out for a certain drummer with a sexy smirk. Ya know ya wanna, review!

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