(A/N)

Hey sorry for no updates for over a month, but I did say that this was a side story and not my priority at the moment. It gives me more time to work on things and edit though.

**IMPORTANT**

I changed James to Jacob because me typing James was kind of an accident :). Sorry.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does.

Chp 2: AIM

EPOV

My head throbbed as I tried to concentrate on my teacher, who was droning on and on about permutations and combinations. It was the last day of school for crying out loud! Did he really have to review this material? We had already taken finals.

Mr. Varner either really hated his students or really loved math. Both options being torturous for his students. I blinked when the bell rang, signaling the end of the day. I automatically closed my notebook.

Thank god, I thought, gathering my books up and putting them into my backpack. I almost ran out of the school, which had been my prison for 180 days. I spotted my sister's car almost immediately and smiled. Rosalie got out of school 20 minutes earlier than I did and she had recently gotten her license so she usually picked me up after school. I don't know if she minded having to pick me up everyday. We had never really discussed it. I ran towards her car, eager to leave school behind.

Upon opening the door to the back seat I saw Rose in the passenger seat and Emmett Cullen, Rosalie's boyfriend, in the driver's seat. I blinked in surprise. Rosalie always drove her car. She had a passion for them and rarely ever let anyone else sit in the driver's seat.

"Hey, Rose. Hey, Emmett." I said, getting into the car. Rose turned around to me and smiled.

"Hey." She turned back around.

"Hey, Edward!" Emmett said loudly, in his normal cheerful tone as he drove out of the parking lot.

That reminded me.

"Why's Emmett driving today?" I asked Rose.

"Don't ask," Rosalie grumbled.

"She lost a bet yesterday and this was my prize," Emmett said looking proud of himself.

Rosalie sighed before turning her attention to me, "So how was school?"

I groaned, "Awful."

She turned around and looked at me, a slight fire in her eyes "Did Jacob bother you again today?" (A/N Confused? You didn't read my A/N at the top. Shame.)

I didn't need to say anything. She knew the answer from the look on my face. Her expression softened.

"It'll get better," she assured me, as she did nearly everyday. I sighed and looked out the window.

"Those guys are shallow nimrods, Edward!" Emmett said, "They'll see how cool you are." His cheery tone brightened my mood considerably. Emmett drove spastically and fast so we were already on my street.

Emmett pulled into our driveway and I grabbed my bag, ran to the house, and unlocked the door with the spare key.

"Hi Mom!" I called as I ran up the stairs and retreated to my room, as I did nearly every day after school. I set down my backpack and turned on my computer, tapping impatiently as the thing booted up. I opened up the internet and logged on to AIM.

Jasper was online.

Good.

Jasper Whitlock was a friend that I had had before I had moved to this god forsaken town. We had started talking once again on AIM sometime in the last year. He was the only one that I could really talk to about... life. He understood what it was like to be bullied and to be treated the way I was.

Hey, I typed a message to him.

School sucked ass, Jasper typed back.

I'm just glad that I don't have to talk to them again for the summer, I typed out.

You know, if you killed yourself you would really make them feel bad, Jasper responded. He had mentioned suicide before and though the idea was beginning to grow on me there were a few things holding me back and keeping me on Earth.

I can't. It would kill my parents and my sister.

I still think it's as good an out as any, Jasper replied. We talked for a while about how our days had gone for a while before he had to leave.

I'm going to the Bahamas for the summer.

Cool, I typed back. I'd never been to the Bahamas. The Whitlocks were a family of good fortune however and were able to go on trips often, When do you leave?

Later today. I gotta go pack for the trip, Jasper replied. This wasn't unusual to me. He was often ill prepared.

Bye.

I looked at some other messages that I had gotten, and had been ignoring, over the course of the day.

Queer.

How are you fag?

Don't you people have anything better to do than insult me? I thought, bitterly. I scrolled through more and more insults, hating every one of them.

Don't let them bother you man, Seth had messaged me. Seth Clearwater was one of my best friends along with Riley Biers and Benjamin Massri. He was always trying to get people to back off, even telling his older sister, Leah Clearwater, to lay off. He knew what people wrote t and about me on AIM. He could never understand why I had made an account and took the verbal abuse. He had tried to convince me to leave and delete my account multiple times with little success. Maybe I was a masochist.

I froze mid-breath when I came across a message that simply said, Hey.

It was from Bella. I blinked a couple times and stared at the screen. Suspiciousness crept into my mind and kept me from responding. What was she contacting me for?

I just wanted to say thanks for helping me pick up my books today.

That wasn't a sinister reason,not that I could see anyways, so I responded. Well, I'm the one that bumped into you so...

It was still sweet of you, she replied. I smiled at the compliment then frowned.

I couldn't be happy over this. She was just saying that. I was setting myself up for pain.

Why was I doing this?

Why was I responding?

Yup. Definitely a masochist.

(A/N)

There will be a shitload of characters introduced in this story in later chapters. Hope you liked it.

**IMPORTANT**

I changed James to Jacob.