A/N soo… I finally got around writing the next chapter, and I hope you like it?!

BPOV

I have been in this truck for hours by now. Trying to calm down.

It wasn't working…

I hated Edward Cullen. I hated how he affected me. I would be and idiot if I tried to deny it. He was gorgeous. I've always known that. But he never noticed me, not that anyone did, but somehow -for unknown reasons- his ignorance stung more than others. Pretty damn annoying.

I mean he was never really mean to me like the rest of his friends, and even his sister Alice… but he never did anything, nothing at all. He was just like the rest of the crowd. Either they were bitches or they ignored the way everyone else was treating me. Like teachers and other bullied people who were too afraid to do anything, you had to be strong to survive this hell hole, and unfortunately, most of them weren't.

I sat up straight and stared out the windshield.

Green.

Trees, trees and some more trees.

I had been in this truck for a good five hours already; maybe I should be getting home.

I reached for my keys. I had thrown them somewhere on the floor of the cab. And of course I had to bang my head on the steering wheel when I straightened back up again. Cursing to myself I stuck the key into the ignition and turned.

Nothing.

Fuck…

This could not be happening.

It had started to rain again, reflecting my mood perfectly. I could hear distant thunder farther away.

"Fucking piece of shit!" this day was getting worse by the minute.

I had no chance of fixing the truck in this weather and I didn't have any tools with me. Stupid I know, considering the car I drove.

It was either walking or call Charlie. Funny that I'd rather take the chance to be hit by a lightning than have Charlie pick me up.

I hit the steering wheel for good measure before hopping out of the truck, straight into the pouring rain. No need to lock the truck, no one would want it, and frankly, I would be more than delighted if someone actually took it.

I sighed and started walking. I didn't rush or run. What was the point? I was going to be soaked anyway.

I started humming to myself looking up at the dark gray sky. I felt like the water was washing all my stress away, all of my irritation and anger. It was one of the few times I actually felt at peace in Forks. This feeling usually never lasted long. Odd huh?

I trudged slowly forward, walking in the middle of the road, just because I felt like it. And it wasn't like there were any cars out on the roads in this weather. I liked to think I was mature for my age, but I can honestly say I threw a couple of immature fits every now and then. But I felt like I deserved to let some of the frustration out. The situation with Rosalie is a good example.

But apparently I was wrong about no one being outside in this weather.

Could I never just be left alone? There was a loud honk behind me, and I swirled around to glare at the car. No… why was this happening?

It was him.

He came to a stop just besides my frozen form. We were blocking the entire road. One of the automatic windows rolled down and I could see his face more clearly. His emerald eyes pierced my brown ones trough the rain.

"What are you doing here" I didn't answer at first. I didn't want to talk to him so I wouldn't make this easy. I had a shitty day, partly because of him and his so called friends -I didn't know how heartless people could have friends- and the other reason was me. I had an absolute crap day because that's just the way it was for me.
"I'm walking" I said before turning around and started heading home again. I looked behind me when I heard the car following me.
"What do you want?" I don't know how many times I've said this to my self but... Why can't he just leave me alone?
"Hop in! I'll give you a ride"
"Thanks, but no thanks. I'd rather walk" take the hint Cullen.
"I'm not letting you walk home in this weather. There's a real storm coming."
"I'm perfectly fine with walking home. Leave me alone, would you?"
"No. Get in!" I turned to really glare at him. He was seriously pissing me off. Why did he care? How was it that I had talked to Edward more this past day, than I had talked to him in the last six years?
What had changed?
"Edward, what part in leave me alone didn't you understand? Because I think it's fairly simple" he had come out of the car now and was standing face to face with me, and I could feel his sweet breath on my skin... Focus Bella!
"If you don't let me drive you home, I'll just follow you there" I glared at him, no surprise there.
"Fine" he looked at me shocked when I opened the door and got in. I didn't have the energy to fight him anymore today, so I got in. And now I'm going to ruin his expenive leather seats with my wet clothes.
Neither of us spoke, but oddly enough it wasn't really an awkward silence, on my part at least. He drove fast, and I found myself hoping Charlie would catch him. But then I remembered that I was still in the car, and I wasn't sure how Charlie would react. He had strict rules for me; first, do not break the rules. Second, do not call me dad. Third, clean the house and fourth, do not show your face around the house. Charlie liked to think of me as some kind of maid, who wasn't supposed to be seen. I obeyed all of them gladly. I didn't want any trouble with Charlie; in fact I wanted nothing to do with him. Nothing at all. I didn't need Charlie to complicate my life more than it already was.
I jumped a little when Edward cleared his throat. I snapped my eyes to his face.
He was smirking about something.
"What is it?" he didn't turn to look at me.
"Nothing" I was going to question him further but he stopped so abruptly that I was swung forward in my seat. I looked outside, yep he drove fast. We were at my house already. Everything was dark so Charlie wasn't home yet. I turned my glare back to Edward.
"A little warning would have been nice" he snorted but didn't say anything. I glared once more before stepping out of the car. I slammed the door as hard as I could before storming up to the house.
Why did he drive me? Why was he being so god damn confusing? Why did I let him?
I stomped up the stairs in the dark house to the bathroom. I flipped on the light and froze in front of the mirror.
I looked a mess. My hair was plastered to my face and I looked paler than usual. But that wasn't the worst part... My white t-shirt had become see trough. You could clearly see my red lace bra and the out lining of my nipples.

I did something I hadn't done in a very long time. I blushed. After that I let out the scream of fury I had been holding in the whole day.
No wonder he was smirking!
Yeah, I hated the asshole Edward Cullen!

EPOV

God damn!

I had been driving home from Em's house when it started raining. So Alice was right after all, there was going to be a storm.

We had all been hanging out at Emmett's house and I was the first to leave. Normally I didn't leave this early but I couldn't handle the drunks they become almost every night. I was sick and tired of being the fifth wheel. No, I don't mean that I don't get any ass, but none of them are special in any way. They are all good fucks, sometimes not even good.

It didn't help either that I couldn't get Bella Swan out of my head. I just couldn't stop thinking about her. And I'm sure my friends would have been simply delighted to know who I was thinking about. Sometimes I hated how selfish they all were and how vain Alice had become, but she was family and I wasn't really that selfless myself.

The weather was becoming worse, and Alice called and said she was staying over at Em's. Phew, I got away.

It was really hard to see anything trough the rain so I grudgingly slowed down. I hated driving slow but I didn't exactly want anyone's life on my consciousness.

Good thing I did.

I had to stomp on the breaks when a small figure appeared in the middle of nowhere. I honked to get them to move and gasped when the person turned around. It was Bella. What was she doing here? She was not in a good mood, I could see that when she turned. Her glare could easily match Rosalie's.

Why didn't she want me to drive her home? She would rather walk home, in this weather? She would get sick, and I wouldn't be able to see her for at least a week. I had to see her; I had to solve the mystery she presented. She was so different, nothing I could have ever imagined.

I was shocked when se agreed so easily to my request to drive her home, well fairly easily for her. She looked different from this morning, defeated somehow. What made the spitfire from this morning turn into this quiet new version of Bella? She was only there for a moment, because when I looked down at her and snorted, the spitfire was back.

But, oh god, it was worth it.

Red lace? Something else I never would have guessed about her. Not that I was complaining, it was just the first time I actually thought of Bella Swan as a sexual creature, or a person at all for that matter. But she wasn't just hot, even insanely so, she was interesting. She could hold a civilized conversation, if she tried. It seemed like she liked to curse at me more. Maybe in a while, when she would notice that I wasn't giving up on talking to her… what was I thinking?! I wanted to become friends with her?

Why not…

I was sick and tired of my life, especially high school. Bella could be a fresh gush of wind into my life. Well maybe not a gush, maybe more like a hurricane. But fuck I needed some change in my life, and if Bella Swan was that change, so be it!

A/N I'm not entirely happy with this chapter… and tell me if the EPOV became too confusing. I'm not very sure about this chapter, but I guess it's okay. It's more of a leading into the story. But I'll get into it soon… not that I really know the story yet… :DDDD