CHAPTER 2

EPOV

Relax, take it eeeeaassyyyyyy… I knew it wasn't very manly from me to be listening to that song, but when I got into the car and turned on the radio I thought it was a sign, someone was telling me to take things a bit easier. I was making a huge problem out of a tiny, little thing, such as having dinner with the girl I hated the most and who deliberately spread the rumour about me being gay (although she never mentioned the part when she tried to suck my cock right after I finished saying 'hi'). Of course, I could have said what really happened, but I was taught that gentlemen must never tell what they do with ladies; and I am a gentleman, so I let the bitch get her way with her own version of the story.
"What's all the fuss and bad humor about? If I were you, I would be certainly glad to go and have dinner with Rose… she's…. yummy!" I nearly jumped off my seat; I didn't hear Emmett getting into the car. He punched my shoulder and laughing, he added "come on, bro! It's not that bad, you are acting like a girl, Gayward!"
"I TOLD YOU I WOULD KILL YOU IF YOU KEPT ON CALLING ME THAT!" I grabbed him by his t-shirt and was about to punch him on the nose, when in a sudden rush of adrenaline, I'd come up with this crazy idea… "Listen to me. Carefully. You like that stupid bitch, and I don't. You wouldn't mind having dinner with her, but I would. You keep on calling me Gayward, and I hate it. So, now, you can choose: or you stop calling me that, and you go on a double date with her; or else, I'll break your nose and you will have to admit that 'Gayward' is stronger that Mr. I-have-big-muscles-but-no-brain is!" I waited for his answer. Come on Emm, you can save me!
"You'd bet I'm going! Off course I will, mother fucker!" Yes! I'm free.

It was amazing how fast the morning flew by, perhaps, I thought, it felt that way because I'd found a way out of my misery. Yes, I was pretty sure that was the reason. I was having lunch in the cafeteria, with Emm, Jazz and my boys, pretty absorbed by Mike Newton's tale about his `fascinating, porn movie-like' night with Jessica H. Stanley. Oh, yes, I forgot, the H stands for HOOKER.
"So, we got to her house and everyone was asleep, she pushed me against the wall and…grabbed my crotch! That's when I realize she wanted me; she was expecting me to..." Poor Mike, he was such a moron! He dated the second biggest whore at school, of course after Miss. Hale, and only when she grabbed his crotch, did he realize she wanted him to fuck her! Ha. Dumbass. He was about to start describing what he did to her, and what she did to him - which of course most of us already knew, including me, when I heard a sweet, feminine voice coming from outside the window. At first, its sound caught my attention, but then what she was saying was more interesting. "…so I told him `you can't make it tomorrow night because your car's engine is broken?' and guess what? He said yes! He surely thinks I'm an idiot or else he wouldn't have used that stupid excuse… Fixing a car, my ass! I'm sure he has a date with someone else… How could I possible think that he could be attracted to me? Actually, I am an idiot…" I turned around trying to find that voice's owner, and I found my sister with one of her friends whose name I don't recall. I'd only seen her twice, but somehow, her face always comes to my mind when Alice mentions her friends. She was certainly gorgeous, but I didn't see her at school a lot, I wonder why that was. Perhaps it was just me, I was always distracted. Anyway, the girl was talking to my sister, telling her something about a guy and I couldn't help thinking how it was even possible that someone let her down that way, using such a pathetic excuse. I paid close attention to her face, and she was beyond gorgeous, she was impossibly beautiful. I'd never seen such a face. How could she say that it was impossible for a guy to be attracted to her? She had frighteningly low self-esteem, and that certainly needs to be fixed.
"Edward, are you listening?" Mike kicked my chair.
"Oh, yes, sorry" as I mumbled this response, the girl looked right into my eyes. In that moment, I forgot about my name, my friends, my life, everything. It felt like she was looking right through me with those deep, brown eyes; I felt naked, like I was showing her my entire soul, and it felt incredible.
"Edward? What are you looking at?" Mike said. I still couldn't speak. I was hypnotized. He continued, "Oh, yes, Bella `I'm-such-a-geek' Swan. She's my Gym partner, and she really sucks at it." Bella! That was her name! I knew it! She came home often but always when I was not around, which is most of the time, so I only heard about her visits through Alice or Esme. Mike irritated me with his comment, he was such a jerk!
"Why do you say that? She doesn't look like a geek…" I said.
"Yeah, bro, so she refused to go out with you, that doesn't give you the right to talk about her like that" Jasper said, surprisingly upset "Besides, she's Alice's best friend and I know her, and she's a cool girl" Ha. I knew it. Oh Jazz…he'd just committed suicide.
"Oooh… Jazzy's in luuuuuuuurrvvve!" Emmett tried to change his rough, macho voice to a girly, nasal pitch. Jazz was dead man. Emm wouldn't stop making fun of him until the day was over, I knew it, and Jasper did too. "And he's being taught to love his girlfriend's best friend… Does she tell you what to wear every day too? Dude, you're so whipped! " The bell rang and I took a quick look through the window again. She was grabbing her books and backpack, while she wiped away a couple of tears. Alice put her arm over her shoulders, trying to comfort her. I deeply wished to be in Alice's place and be the one trying to make her sorrow disappear.