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CHAPTER TWO EDWARD
What the hell had just happened? I mean what girl passed up the opportunity to talk to me? I was gorgeous and athletic and well aware that all of the female population wanted me, well except for that one girl, Bella I think her name is. I mean what was wrong with her? I had gone out of my way to help her, and that normally wasn't my scene. Does she not understand that status is everything and she just dissed mine?
I had heard people talk about her all day, like this newbie was something special. Okay so she was a girl who had the chance of being something different something unique and this interested me. Maybe she wasn't like all the girls in this school, completely obsessed with me and trying to tame me and claim me for themselves.
Didn't they understand that commitment wasn't my thing, and I enjoyed the thrill of being with someone for a maximum of three days and finding out how far they would go for me. I was a man-whore and I wasn't about to change that all the girls knew but they still wanted the thrill of being with me except this girl.
There was something different about her and I pondered this on my way home. I still had her glasses and I knew shed have to get them. God they were ugly! They were thick lenses that must have been a least an inch in width and were surrounded by black frame. Maybe that's why she hadn't dodge the ball, Blindness or was it just slow reflexes. It could have been either.
All of this bothered me, but I still couldn't get over the fact that she had just walked away and embarrassed me in front of all those people especially the girls, I would not allow her to damage my rep. It would result badly for me.
I spend most of the night wondering how Id get to her and then I realised we had Bio together and the only previous seat vacant was the one beside me, I insisted that I sit alone, nobody was smart enough to be my partner and didn't deserve to benefit from my work.
This would be perfect, if she wasn't smart I could offer her my help, Flirt with her and make her want me like all the other girls in the school, and If this didn't work Id find away to get to her. I always got what I wanted and this wouldn't be any different.
I woke early the next morning looking forward to Biology to see if Id succeed with my plan. I didn't notice the morning go and then I took my sit in Biology waiting for her to arrive. God Id never had to make this effort before and hoped I wouldn't ever need a repeat performance.
I heard the seat beside me move and I turned to look at her. She had her make-up done perfectly but you could see the bruising underneath. She wore no classes. I must admit she was absolutely stunning. She had her hair down and it layered in around her face. Her brown eyes shone slightly in the dim light and It was clear she had contact lenses in, I wondered why she didn't wear these all the time.
"Hi" I looked at her as she looked up at me.
"Hi" she replied and turned to look away god, she was so freaking aggravating and we had only succeeded in two words of conversation.
"How's your face?" I whispered as class had begun. She turned to look at me again.
"Fine, I guess better if you hadn't hit with a basketball tough, then I wouldn't have to get up early and put on make-up to cover up this bruise and I wouldn't have to wear contacts instead of my classes" she frowned clearly she didn't care what people taught of her and I was stunned by this, no other girl would have sprouted this spiel at me.
"Sorry" I muttered before I could stop myself. She looked at me as if she was amazed I had actually looked at her.
" Its okay I guess can I've my glasses now?" she asked as if she wasn't sure Id return them and then I decided that if I wanted to keep talking to her I needed an excuse.
"Em I left them at home sorry, you can come with me after school and well get them?" I made it sound like a question when clearly she had know choice in the matter.
"Ok" she looked puzzled and then turned away to take notes.
I was shocked again this was the second time she had done this now, She didn't seem to be bothered by me. It was a relief and also slightly aggravating.
The rest of the day pasted in a blur, My brother Emmett asked me about her briefly but none of his questions were really relevant as I actually had figured out nothing about her. I took notice of her again in gym. Today she was forced into a tracksuit. The baggy bottoms did nothing for her but the top clung to her showing of her breasts that were at least a 36d but that was just a general analyzes. She looked gorgeous. We were playing basketball again today. It was clear me and Jasper were the captains.
"Bella" I called and she looked up at me wondering what was happening and I indicated for her to come over with my finger, it was obvious she wasn't paying much attention.
"What?" she replied once she was sure she was in earshot.
"Your on my team stand behind me!" I told her keeping focus on the remaining people I wanted for my team.
"Oh great I'm stuck with that twit for another hour and then I have to go with him to get my glasses" she muttered under her breath. I automatically turned to stare at her while calling out names. Twit, so far I had done nothing but be nice to her and yet she feels the need to insult me.
I was aware we were allocated five minutes to stretch before the game began. I took the spot beside her as I watched her stretch it was clear she had done this before. "So I'm a twit?" I asked looking at her as she took in my question.
"Yes a self obsessed testosterone driven one from the looks of things!" She looked at me gauging my reaction but it seemed it wasn't what she was expecting. I had total appreciation for this girl but it bugged me that she seemed to know exactly what I was like. I knew now it would be harder to get what I wanted from her.
"Maybe your right" It was clear she wasn't expecting this either. I turned and walked away aware that this time it was her who was left staring after me.
She played basketball with great skill unlike most if not all of the other girls. I couldn't help but look at her every now and then. What the hell was wrong with me? I probably looked like I was obsessed with the new girl and clearly I wasn't or that was what I was trying to convince myself of.
"Edward?" she called and I realised I was staring at her. "Stop staring at me, I want to win" I looked at her dumbfounded. The hall around us started laughing, but I pretended not to be embarrassed and simply walked over to her and kissed her claiming her for myself. It was obvious she wasn't prepared for this, but soon she relaxed. I could feel her moving slightly but I didn't open my eyes and then I felt her hand slap across my face. I automatically stepped back.
"Never ever touch me again" she warned under her breath "and you can keep the glasses as a reminder of what you'll never have" I watched her walk away from me for the second time in two days. There was no way it was ending like this. I followed her outside and caught her wrist in my hand. She turned to look at me surprised I had the nerve to come after her.
"Bella, what the hells your problem?" She looked at me astounded or was it a look of utter disbelief.
"My problem, I have none, you on the other hand are a totally different story. Now let go of my hand or I swear you'll regret it" had she really just threaten me, oh I had to see this true now didn't I.
"No I rather enjoy having my hand on you" I implied so much with that sentence but she chose to ignore it. I didn't realise what she was doing until it was to late. She closed in on me and began to tickle me and automatically I left go.
She walked away and stopped to call over her shoulder. "Edward that's not the worst of it" she blew a kiss back at me and I began to wonder if I actually was getting to her just by annoying her.
I left school unusually happy and Emmett didn't pass up an opportunity to annoy me either.
"Heard about the new girl blowing you off must be a hard blow to your ego?" he looked at me with a smirk plastered onto his face.
"She's a chick and all chicks are after one thing and I will be the one to give it to her as I have many others" I spoke with utter conviction and Emmett started laughing and I had to turn and look at him as he tried to contain himself.
"Images" he blurted and I started to laugh at the traumatic expression he had on his face. God I mean this girl was going to be trouble and was already proving hard work.
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