A/N: Thank you guys so much for the reviews! They really do make me happy. So here's the next chapter. I decided to add some of Edward's POV to this chapter just to show a bit of what he's about. I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer- Twilight and all of these characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.

Good Girls Go Bad

Chapter Two

BPOV

The thoughts running through my mind at this moment were completely alien to me. I had never felt the way I was feeling right at this moment. I wanted Edward Cullen. I wanted to feel him all over me, everywhere. As I thought about what it would be like to have Edward in this type of way, I felt something deep within me burn with something I wasn't used to… desire.

I let out a frustrated sigh as I walked through the halls before realising I had no idea what my next class was. Pulling out my timetable, I saw that I had biology and after locating the class on the map, I began to make my way to the class.

Just as I started to get Edward out of my head, I walked into the room to find him sitting next to the only free seat. Of course, I thought, shaking my head. He was leaning back in the chair, his arms crossed behind his head. The leather jacket he had on earlier was hanging over the back of the chair and I saw that his biceps were straining against the black fabric of the rather tight t-shirt he was wearing. I exhaled quietly before walking over to him, placing my books down on the table. Edward sat up in his chair, letting his arms fall to rest on the table.

"Hello again," he said when I sat down. A smirk was spread across his full lips, the lips I desperately wanted to feel on my skin. Just as I was imagining Edward's lips making their way down my body, I pushed the thoughts from my mind before they went to a place I really did not want them to go.

"Hi," I replied shortly, figuring if I didn't respond to him in the way he was expecting then he might leave me alone and the feelings I was having would go away.

"Come back for more already?" he taunted. He was very cocky and I found it to be incredibly sexy, no matter how hard I tried not to.

"No, I have not come back for more. I am here to do biology actually."

"Oh, of course." He held up both of his hands as a surrender signal. "Don't let me stop you."

I nodded my head and then tried to listen to the teacher, who walking talking about cellular biology.

"You know, you are very distracting," Edward whispered to me a few moments later. I turned to look at him and he was just grinning at me.

"You know what else is distracting?..." I whispered back, "…someone talking."

"Well how am I supposed to concentrate when you sit there, looking like that?" he gestured to my chair and then to me. I couldn't help but smile and then shake my head at his words. I was also very surprised. Was he saying that I was good looking? This made my heart flutter with excitement.

"You realise we only just met right?" I asked, smiling at him.

"Yep," he said, popping the 'p'. "What can I say, you make a good first impression."

"You're an idiot." I laughed and looked back down at my paper, feeling pretty good about myself.

"Uh, I am insulted," he said jokingly.

"Oh I'm so sorry," I replied sarcastically. "How can I make it up to you?"

"Go out with my sometime." My eyes shot back up to him. There was no way I heard that correctly. A guy like him would never, ever want to go somewhere with a girl like me. There's just no way.

"What?"

"You heard me. You know you want to."

"I…uh." I wanted to say yes, but I knew that I couldn't. "No, sorry."

"And why's that?"

"Didn't you hear what I said at lunch? I know all about you and 'bad boy' isn't really my type."

"Oh please, bad boy is every girl's type, or at least every girl's fantasy. Come on let's make this fantasy come true," he replied, winking at me. I tried not to let the look of desire show on my face as I felt an ache between my legs. Instead of showing just how much I wanted him, I just looked back at him with a stern expression spread across my face.

"Okay, okay," he said. "Fair enough, I respect your answer." He waved his hand for me to continue my work. His response surprised me a little, but I happily returned to what I was doing, feeling proud that I actually did that for myself. I had just started to write more notes when Edward leaned closer to me.

"But seriously, you look incredibly sexy right now and I'm finding it hard to focus," he whispered in my ear. I dropped my pen on the paper and turned to look at him, dropping my hand on the table with exasperation. Edward just looked back at me and laughed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please continue," he said. I let out a pretend irritated sigh and continued writing. I wasn't really annoyed at him; I actually liked his attention, a little too much. A smile threatened to erupt on my face. He thought I was sexy. Edward Cullen thought I was sexy.

Throughout the rest of the lesson I snuck a number of glances over to him. Almost every time Edward would catch me and either smile or wink. As I watched him, I knew it was going to be a lot harder to resist him than I may have thought.

The class passed by quickly, which I was kind of disappointed with. I actually liked sitting next to Edward, his scent was extremely pleasant. It a mixture of leather and a heavenly body wash that smelt amazing. I looked over at his strong jaw line, longing to trace it with my tongue to see if he tasted as good as he smelled. My mind drifted off to other places on him I wanted to taste, surprising even myself, before my thoughts were soon interrupted by the ring of the siren. I snapped out of my reverie and quickly fumbled to put my books in a pile and raced out of the room.

"See you later Isabella," I heard Edward call as I rushed away. The humour was evident on his voice. He seemed to get a thrill from my resistance. Bastard.

As I raced down the hall towards my locker, a heard a male voice calling from behind me.

"Hey Bella, wait up."

Couldn't he take the hint. I spun around so that I could politely ask him to stop, seeing as I wouldn't be able to resist him for much longer.

"Listen Ed…" I stopped when I saw the bright blue eyes staring back at me, not the green that I was expecting. "Oh, hey Mike."

He had a look of confusion on his face for a moment before it was replaced by his bright smile. I took a second to examine Mike. He definitely wasn't bad looking. In fact, he was rather cute.

"Hey Bella."

"What's up?" I asked, planting a sweet smile on my face.

"I… I was just wondering if I could walk you to your next class. What do you have?"

"Oh…" I fumbled around for my timetable and looked at sixth period. I had gym, great. "I have gym," I breathed out with as little enthusiasm possible. Mike however, lit up.

"Hey, so do I. Walk together?" He held out his arm for me to take. I hesitated for a moment before seeing Edward leaning against the lockers not too far from us with his arms crossed across his chest. His eyebrows were slightly raised and a smirk pulled at his lips. I turned back to Mike and linked my arm through his.

"Lead the way." I smiled.

Mike chatted the whole way to the gym. What about? I have no idea, but I knew when to nod and smile in response, pretending I was listening. As soon as we walked through the doors I pulled my arm away from him.

"Looks like we're playing volleyball today." Mike's smile fell when he saw the look of horror on my face. "What's wrong?"

"I, um, really can't play volleyball, or any sport actually."

"Oh come on, sure you can."

"No," I replied shortly. "I really can't. I'm just going to get a drink, I will be back soon."

Mike nodded his head and I walked back out of the doors of the gym. I wandered aimlessly around the school until I finally came across a drink fountain. It was outside next to the bleachers that were facing the massive football oval, where I could see the school's football team, the Spartans, in the middle of practice. I took a mouthful of water when I heard a light thump on the bleachers next to me.

"Hi," a female voice sounded. I looked up to see the small pixie haired girl that was sitting on Edward's table at lunch. A large smile was spread across her face.

"Hey," I replied, smiling politely back at her.

"I'm Alice."

"Yeah, I know. I'm B…"

"Bella," she filled. "Yeah, I think everybody here already knows you."

"Oh great." I really didn't want to be the centre of attention. Staying hidden was a good way to avoid the embarrassing incidents that seemed to follow me around being made public.

"Skipping class already?" she pointed out. "I'm impressed. Not many people would do that on their first day."

"Well you obviously haven't seen me play volleyball. Besides, I'm not… I was just getting a drink."

"Of course you were."

Her smile remained and I couldn't help grinning along with her. Already she seemed like the friendliest person I had met here. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, a large, black haired male, I knew to be Emmett, walked over to us.

"Hey sis, who's this?" Emmett took a drink from the fountain and then turned his attention to me.

"This is Bella Swan," Alice replied. "The new girl."

"Oh," he smiled. "It's nice to meet you Bella. I'm Emmett." He held out a massive hand towards me which I happily put my hand in to shake.

"Hi," I said, figuring I should probably say something.

"Cullen!" I heard the deep voice of the football coach call loudly over towards us. "Get your ass back over here.

"Be right there Coach," Emmett called back. He laughed before turning back to us. "Well, looks like I have to get back. I'll see you guys later."

I nodded my head in response before Emmett ran back onto the oval.

"That's my brother," Alice chimed in.

"Right," I smiled. "So, what are you doing out of class?" I asked her.

"I have a free period now, so I just came down here to watch Jasper." She pointed towards the middle of the oval, where I saw the blonde haired boy from lunch. They all seemed to be here except for Edward.

"Oh cool. Anyway I probably should be getting back to class," I finally said. "I've never skipped a class in my life."

"Okay." Alice hopped off the bleachers to stand next to me. "It was nice to meet you properly. If you want someone to show you around or anything, just ask."

"Thanks Alice."

I slowly walked back towards the gym, really not wanting to play volleyball, but not wanting to just ditch either. With this in mind I walked over to the teacher and told him I was feeling sick and asked if I could go to the sick bay. He gave his consent and I retreated back out of the gym, walking out to the front of the school.

Considering it was the last period of the day, I figured it wouldn't hurt if I just went home now. As I walked over to my car, I stopped in front of the silver Harley that was not far from it. I imagined myself on this huge bike, the thought making my smile as I had never done anything daring in my life. I just reached out and ran my hand over the handlebar when I heard someone clear their throat behind me. I quickly spun around, dropping my bag in the process, my books sprawling out all over the pavement. As I dropped to my knees to gather up my books, a hand reached down in front of me to pick one up. I looked up to see Edward holding one out to me, which I quickly put back in my bag, along with all the rest. Edward was laughing as I stood up straight and put my bag back over my shoulder.

"Thanks," I said to him.

"No problem," he replied, looking over at his bike. "So, what were you doing there Isabella?"

"I…uh, wasn't doing anything. I was just looking." I now felt the embarrassment of the situation. My head fell forward, letting my hair partially cover my cheeks, which were now reddening. "Sorry."

"Hey don't apologise. I don't mind." I looked back up at him as he continued. "I was just curious as to why you were out of class. Tut tut, skipping are we?"

"No," I answered shortly. "I… just said I need to go to the sick bay."

"Why's that? You look fine to me," he said, looking me up and down.

"Fine, I just didn't want to play volleyball, okay," I said, pretending not to notice the double entendre in his words. Inside however, I was jumping up and down at the concept that he thought I was good looking.

Edward sniggered. "Me either."

"You're in my class?" I asked.

"Supposed to be. But I'm not really the volleyball type either." I imagined Edward in the white gym shorts and red polo shirt, serving the volleyball. I bit my lip to stop myself smiling at the image.

"Yeah, exactly," he said, noticing my expression. "Well Isabella, I really should be going if you're done stroking my bike." He winked at me. My breath caught as I imagined stroking another part of him. I felt heat pool down deep inside, as I thought about touching him and feeling his skin against mine. He laughed at me before hopping on the Harley and I snapped out of it, assuming I was clearly expressing on my face what I was feeling.

"Catch ya later," Edward said, before he revved the bike and sped off out of the parking lot and out of sight.

I felt like an idiot for being so easily tempted by this boy and it seemed like he knew it as well. An irritated breath left me as I walked towards my truck and started to drive home. How could he have such an effect on me? Edward Cullen is just a boy and not a boy I should be associating with.

When I finally got home I saw that Dad wasn't there yet, so I just walked straight upstairs and into my room. I threw my bag onto the floor and slumped down onto my bed.

Edward continued to run through my mind. I couldn't believe how much of a hold he had on me. My mind was filled with thoughts of his rippling muscles, his touch, his lips. I imagined his firm body on top of me, slipping inside of me and without knowing what I was doing my hand ran down my body until it reached the ache I desperately needed to remove. It was surprising the pleasure I felt as I rubbed myself to the image of Edward.

My fingers rapidly moved in a circular motion as I thought about his tongue circling me down there instead. At this image a rush of heat and pleasure rushed through my veins and all around my body. I was shocked by what was washing over me, I had never done this before but it felt too good to stop. Just as the pleasure started to decrease I heard a knock at my door.

"Bella," my Dad's voice sounded from the other side of the door. Shit, I thought as I quickly pulled my hand away from myself and sat up just as the door opened.

"Yeah, um yes," I called and he walked into the room. "Hi Dad."

He looked at me with a weird expression on his face, I must've looked different or something.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Uh, I was just wondering how school went?"

"Oh it was good. Great," I answered a little too quickly.

"Is everything alright Bells?"

"Yep, why wouldn't it be?" I replied, running my hand through my hair.

"Ok, well good," he nodded, looking at me one more time before walking back out the door, closing it behind him. I sighed and fell back down onto the bed, completely embarrassed. Edward still managed to make me embarrassed even when I wasn't with him. Luckily tomorrow was a Friday, only one more day trying to resist him and then I have the whole weekend to clear my head and start thinking straight.

EPOV

Fuckingmotherfuckinghangovers. I rolled over in my bed, groaning, and noticed that what's-her-name; blonde chick from last night was still in my bed. I was about to get up when she flung her arm over my chest. I let out a frustrated sigh and pushed her away, making her fall to the floor. She let out a high-pitched squeal that made my head throb.

"Would you shut the fuck up?" I asked in an irritated tone.

"Sorry," she said, hopping up from the floor.

"You need to go," I stated bluntly.

"What?" she questioned. Was she an idiot? Actually she probably was. How did she not get how this works? She seemed to understand last night. See, this is the problem with girls, they will do anything to get me, but when they actually do they expect more from me. Even though I clearly state that nothing is ever going to happen. Typical. She looked up at me from the floor and I sat up in front of her, dropping my legs over the side of the bed.

"Unless you want to, ah…" I looked down at my morning hard on, which was free due to the fact that we were both naked, and then back at her. She bit her lip and slid closer to me, moving between my legs. I watched as her small hand wrapped around me and firmly stroked me up and down. My cock was soon in her mouth and she sucked me up and down. Nothing like a good blow job in the morning and I could easily tell this girl had done this many times. She had probably done it to me; it's hard to keep track of my conquests. The head of my cock rubbed against the back of her throat and I desperately needed a release. I grasped her hair and pushed her head rapidly up and down my shaft. I was surprised I was able to fuck her mouth so deeply without her stopping me, but pretty soon I could feel the hot liquid spill out of my cock. When I was done I let out a breath and fell back against the bed. The blonde girl climbed up on me, but I pushed her back next to me on the bed.

"Go, now." I flicked my hand towards the door, signalling for her to get out of my room. She looked at me, looking surprised. "What did I stutter? Get out."

She scoffed and then started grabbing all of her stuff.

"Dick!" she muttered before storming out of the door.

"That's what they call me," I called after her and then started getting ready for school. I contemplated not going all together, but after that whole situation with the school calling a meeting with Carlisle, I didn't think it was a good idea. It also didn't help when the police station was also calling him. Fucking Chief Swan was a pain in my ass.

I rose from the bed very slowly, so that my head wouldn't throb too much. I was unsuccessful and winced at the pain that shot through my head. Despite the pain I got up and quickly slid on some jeans, a t-shirt and a grey jacket. After I was ready, I walked outside to my motorbike, my Harley Davidson, my most prized possession.

As I sped down the roads, revving the engine loudly, I noticed that people were looking at me with the same disapproving looks. I get that a lot. Some people may look at me in disgust by the way I live my life, but I say fuck them.

When I pulled into the parking lot of the school I noticed that the new girl, Bella, was standing outside the front of the school. Isabella Swan was going to be incredibly fun, that's all I can say. Ever since I first laid eyes on her, I knew I had to have her. The whole innocent thing she had going on would be so fun to play with. The fact that she was also the Chief's daughter would make it even better. It would give me a way to stick it to him for all of the times he fucked with my life.

As I parked my bike and started to walk over to Bella, I took in what she was wearing. She was dressed in an extremely low cut blue V-neck and tight, skinny leg jeans. She looked so fucking hot; I wanted to take her right there. When she met my eyes, I saw her face light up as she smiled. This may be easier than I thought.

"Why hello Isabella, were you waiting for me?" I asked.

"Could you get over yourself for just a minute? Why would I be waiting for you?" I couldn't help but laugh at her snarky remark.

"Maybe because you just can't resist my charm," I replied, reaching up and stroking her cheek with my finger. I took a step closer to her, so that our bodies were almost touching and a slight pink tinge rose to her cheeks.

"No, I was not waiting for you," she said, seemingly confident, but her blush let me know that I was having an effect on her.

"Whatever you say." I tapped her nose with my finger and took a step back.

"Do you have any idea how cocky you are?" she asked and I let out a small laugh.

"Yep," I smiled at her and then leant in closer, "and if you were honest with yourself, you would admit you loved it," I whispered. Her mouth opened to reply when she was interrupted by the sound of her name being called.

"Bella," Jessica called again from across the yard.

"Your friend is calling you, I guess this is my cue to leave," I said, just as Jess walked up to us.

"Jessica Stanley, how are you going?" I asked and she looked up at me, all doe-eyed. Seriously, the girls at this school were too easy. At least Bella plays a little hard to get.

"Good," she answered as she continued to stare at me, looking flustered.

"Anyway," I turned back to Bella, "I will talk to you later," I said to her and walked away.

Just as I reached the entrance of the school I saw Lauren walking over to me, wearing practically nothing at all.

"Why hello gorgeous," I said, putting my arm around her.

"Hey Edward," she pouted. "How's it going?"

"I am great honey and how are you?" Instead of walking into the school we began walking away towards the oval at the side of the school.

"I'm great," she replied.

When we reached the oval, Lauren stopped and pushed me against the back of the bleachers.

"I missed you." Her hand rubbed firmly against the front of my pants and I felt myself begin to harden.

"I missed you too babe."

Immediately my lips were against hers and I grabbed her hips roughly pulling her against my body, grinding against her. I could hear the sound of the school siren, but chose to ignore it.

"God Edward, I need to feel you."

"Go ahead." I let go of her and she was quick to unzip my pants and pull those, along with my boxer briefs down my legs. My erection sprung free and was in her hand as she rubbed me firmly. My lips crashed against hers again, my tongue shooting out into her mouth. Her moans egged me on and I reached down to the hem of her dress and pulled it up. I saw that she was wearing tiny, black lace underwear.

"I want you inside of me," she moaned into my ear. I was quick to obey. I lifted her up as she wrapped her legs around me. After pulling her panties to the side I slammed my cock inside of her. Lauren was always good for a fuck, which I liked about her. My cock slid in and out of her over and over, her warm pussy engulfing me fully. I pushed her firmly against the bleachers and slammed into her harder. The moans coming from her were so loud, I expected someone to come out and see what was going on. Pretty soon she was coming and I let myself go too.

"Ugh Edward, Edward," she screamed.

As soon as we were done I moved away from her and pulled my pants up.

"Cheers for that babe." I nodded at her.

"No, thank you." She smiled up at me and brought her lips closer to mine. I sniggered slightly before turning away from her and walked over towards the front of the bleachers. Yeah right.

I slumped down on the top step of the bleachers and pulled out my cigarettes, happy to see Lauren didn't follow me. I pulled one out and lit it up before putting it in my mouth and taking a deep puff.

My life was awesome. Girls would practically fall to my feet and even after I treated them like shit, they would still come back for more. Well, except for Bella. I thought about the new girl and smiled, well until I realised I was smiling and quickly pulled it off my face. She seemed different and for some reason I was more interested in this girl than I had been about anyone else. All I knew was that the chase was going to be fun…

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