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Chapter Song: I Know There's Something Going On - Frida.
RECAP: Edward and Bella got in trouble and were sent to Vice Principle Jane Volturi's office during fifth period Biology. Bella left for the office, while Edward went to the bathroom to- well, you know. After he, err... finished, Jasper came in to smoke and after some banter, Edward went to face Ms. Jane. And Bella.
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Having to talk to Ms. Jane about what had happened was almost as humiliating as it happening in the first place. She wanted to suspend us for 3-5 days for Lewd/Sexual Conduct in class- the dumbest shit I've ever heard- but after a little more begging between Bella and I she finally gave us a slap on the wrist.
Well, she gave me a slap on the wrist. She saw how tiny Bella's shorts were and busted her for a Dress Code Violation. Bella had to stand up, her back ram-rod straight, and pray to Baby Jesus that her fingertips didn't go past the hem of her shorts. Whatever God that was up there decided they wanted to fuck me over, because her fingertips were almost an inch over the hem.
Ms. Jane, the fucking cunt, wrote up Bella a lunch detention for Monday and Tuesday. Great. Just... fucking great. I got excited over Mike getting detention for nothing. Because now Bella gets to join him.
Fuck my life. Ms. Jane handed Bella the yellow slip that her Police Chief of a father had to sign over the weekend.
She smiled eerily at the both of us, wishing me and Bella a happy weekend on our way out. As we left the Administration Office, I tried to apologize to her.
She cut me off with a glare so wicked, even I was impressed.
"I do not want to hear it. I hope you're happy, because once Mike hears about what happened my relationship is fucked. Royally. So you can take whatever bullshit apology you were about to spring on me, and shove it up your ass." She was about to walk away, but then she turned back around to face me. I hadn't even moved, my jaw still wide the fuck open. "Oh yeah, and thank you for this." She waved her yellow detention slip in my face. "This is exactly what my father - who's a fucking cop - wants to see when he comes home." Her eyes tightened and her top lip hitched at the side. She reminded me of a rabid dog. For a split second, I thought she might tear my face open. "I should fucking slap you again," she admitted in a snarl, and then walked in the direction of the parking lot.
Wow, I thought in awe. What a potty mouth.
About four or five minutes later the sixth period bell rang. I had to go to Study Hall, which was in the Library. Bella is a Librarian Aid for that period and I was thankful that she had ditched school. Part of me wanted to be angry at her. I mean, if she had just let me give her the pencil like I always do, than maybe she could've avoided almost getting her eye poked out by my Wang. Right?
Right?
Then again, I never pushed my chair out for her so she could get her head out of my lap. And because of that, Mr. Dick Water made us go to the office. If I had pushed my chair out for her, we wouldn't have gone to the office because he'd never have seen what had happened, and then if we never went to the office, Ms. Jane wouldn't have noticed Bella's shorts. And then she wouldn't have detention, I'd still get to stare at her during lunch, and maybe she wouldn't hate me now and think I was a total creep.
She would only think I was a little bit creepy.
As I walked to the Library, a few kids from Biology spotted me and laughed, or whispered to their friends about what happened. One kid - I think it was Eric, but I'm not sure - clapped me on the back. I wanted to eat his face off. By the time school's out, everyone will know about the Pencil Incident.
In Forks, word spreads fast.
In the library, I pulled out the Biology test that I was supposed to finish in the Administration Office and began working on it, trying desperately to keep my mind off of Bella. A few kids that sat around me would occasionally stare or cough or titter at me, and I just gave them wicked glares, a weak imitation of the glare Bella did on me. After I had finished my test I pulled a book out of my pack-pack that I needed to read for English class. It was something about some rape victim who cuts her lips and forgot how to talk. I'm not really into the book, and I have a feeling I'll end up watching the movie before I even finish it.
A piece of paper slipped toward me, folded hamburger-style. I looked up and Lauren Mallory was across from me biting her lip, her blond eyebrows furrowed. I rolled my eyes and opened it.
I'm sick of hearing everyone else's versions, can you tell me what happened Her chicken-scratch writing on the paper said.
No. I slipped it back to her, she frowned when she opened it. She scribbled another reply and passed it back.
But I want to hear it from you and not other people
Go touch shit, I wrote down. It's nobody's business. And stop passing notes to me, it reminds me too much of fifth grade. The paper made a very light scratching sound against the table as I slid it back to her.
"Hypocrite," Lauren whispered, her eyes on the paper. "You're the one replying."
I made a fart noise with my mouth in response. She chuckled and crumbled up the note, trying to throw it in the trash bin, but missed. "Fail," I coughed into the back of my hand. It startled a few kids and the librarian shook her head at me. Lauren snickered. "Who told you what happened?" I asked, suddenly afraid of the rumors that could be going around about me. And Bella.
"Tsseeh, everyone. Jessica, Eric, that one fat kid that sits in the front of our Algebra 2 class..."
"Jessica told you?" She nodded. "She doesn't even have that class!" I threw my hands in the air and Lauren shrugged. Jessica probably added a bunch of shit that didn't even happen. Spreading rumors is one of her hobbies. Bella and I are fucked. "I can't stand that bitch," I half-whispered, half-groaned. I clenched my fists.
Lauren sighed loudly. Her eyes started to study the faux-wood patterns of the table as her bottom lip pouted. "Me too," she murmured, her voice low.
I almost shit brix when she said that. "Aren't you guys best friends and shit?"
She shook her head. "We used to be," Lauren started to pick at her nails. "She's black-mailing me. If I tell anyone her secret, she'll tell everyone mine. And I can't have that. So, no... we're not friends."
"That's like... soap opera shit."
She rolled her eyes and smiled, "Ha. I know." Lauren glanced around to see if anyone was watching us and then turned back to me. She leaned closer on her forearms. "You're into Bella, right?" she whispered in my face. My jaw dropped and I looked at her in horror. Am I that fucking transparent? Before I could answer, she said "It's not like everybody knows. Well, they probably do after today. But I just see the way you look at her sometimes and-"
"Oh my God, I like her, just get on with it."
"Jessica's fucking her boyfriend."
"I know."
Lauren didn't look surprised. "Huh. Mike probably brags about it all the time, I bet. Anyway, Jessica told me on accident about a month ago and now I can't tell Bella."
"Why not?"
"Like I said, that fucking road-whore is black-mailing me. When she told me she's been with Mike, I went to go tell Bella. But she, um... she has something against me that's just... horrible. And she'll stretch the truth out and make it seem even worse and the rest of high school will be... just fucking Hell, you know?"
I raised an eyebrow at her. "So... what does this have to do with me liking Bella?"
"Everything," she sounded earnest now. She glanced around again, a few people had their heads turned, watching us. A look of concentration on their faces as they strained their ears to hear our conversation. She pulled out another piece of paper and wrote something down. She didn't bother to fold it, she just slid it across the table to me.
I want you to help me break Mike and Bella up.
I looked up at her in shock.
"Are you in or what?"
If Mike and Bella weren't together anymore, it would save Bella so much more hurt than if they stayed like this. And everyone would know how disgusting and inconsiderate Mike and Jessica are. They'd be exposed, and everyone would look down upon them. Which is exactly what I wanted. And I know Bella is pissed at me right now, but if I were to do this... maybe I'd have a chance.
I took the piece of paper from Lauren.
I'm in.
After the bell rang, Lauren and I walked to the Attendance office. I gave my Biology test to Ms. Cope, asking her if she'd give it to Mr. Boner- I mean Mr. Banner-or drop it off in his teacher mailbox thing. She fluttered her eyelashes at me and said "Oh yes, of course, Mr. Cullen."
Lauren laughed when we left. "You got that woman so shined."
"Heh, I know."
She dug her phone out of her purse to let Tyler know that she'd be riding home in my Volvo.
Tyler Crowley, Lauren's boyfriend, didn't like the idea of me driving her home in my Volvo by herself- I guess Tyler sensed my creepy vibes - so he offered to drive us home in his van. It was cool, though. At least he cared for his girlfriend. And besides, my Volvo only seats five and I'd still need to drive Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper and Tanya home. But I disliked that van. It almost murdered Bella sophomore year! It felt like a huge blasphemy being inside something that could've hurt her, but... inside the van Lauren and I would be discussing something that may help her in the end, so...
Yeah.
Tyler was waiting by his big blue van, on the farthest side of the parking lot. I saw a mop of blonde hair beside him, smoking a cigarette. Jasper. "The fuck, is he coming too?" Lauren nodded and told me that Tyler said him and Jasper were gonna go smoke after school, so he'd be there too. We passed Rosalie leaning against my Volvo by herself. I handed her the keys. "I'm riding with Lauren, Tyler and Jasper. Emmett and Tanya should be here soon."
"See you," she said, a smile on her face. She loved driving my Volvo and she hated me and Jasper.
My phone chimed with a text message.
Where the shit are you? And what is up with all the stuff I'm hearing about you?
Tanya. Crap.
Walking to Tyler's van. I gave Rosalie the keys to the Volvo, I'm riding with Tyler and Lauren. I ignored her last question.
She replied fast. I'm coming with you. Emmett wants to go, too.
"Hey, man," I said to Tyler as he unlocked his driver's door. "Do you mind if Tanya and Emmett come along with us?" Tyler shrugged as he opened the car door, muttering 'It's cool' and climbing into his seat and shutting the door.
"Oooh, I call shotgun, beetches!" I heard Emmett bellow. I turned around. Emmett and Tanya were approaching us. Tyler pressed a button that slid the side doors back. Lauren and I climbed in the back, but Jasper went around the van and sat in the passenger seat. When Em and Tanya reached the van, Tanya climbed in next to me, but Emmett just stood there and looked at Jasper with a horrified look on his face. "But, but- I called it!"
"It doesn't count if you're all the way over there, Emmett. I was here first." Jasper stuck his tongue out at him.
"You sneaky son of a bitch! I called it first, so I get to sit there!"
"My ass is on this seat. Which means that it won't be leaving this seat until we're done driving."
Emmett looked at him, jaw dropped. "Oh, my God. I think I'm going to have a BF."
Tyler turned around to face Emmett. "There ain't gonna be any bitch fits in my van. Emmett, either get your white ass in here and sit the fuck down, or go ride with your girlfriend."
Emmett climbed in the back, scowling. "Sheesh, who pissed in your orange juice," he murmured as he climbed in, sitting next to Lauren. Tyler closed the side doors, turned the ignition on and started to pull out of the parking space. Jasper turned around and started to make faces at Emmett.
"Jasper stop, or get the hell out," said Tyler.
He looked at Tyler, incredulous. "What?"
"You can suck on my big black cock before you tell me what."
Jasper rolled his eyes, but shut up. Lauren turned to Tanya. "Are they always like this?"
"Eh, sometimes. But they usually act like that for attention." Emmett psshh'ed at her and crossed his arms, looking at the passenger seat with envy. My phone chimed again. It was from Rose this time.
Wheres Emmett and Tanya
I replied, They're riding with me and Jasper now. Take care of my Volvo for me.
About a minute later, she replied. Motherfucker.
"Hey Emmett, Rose is pissed. She called you a motherfucker."
He scratched his eyebrow and grimaced. "Oops."
"I guess you should've told her where you were going, huh?"
Emmett dropped his head in his hands. "Hey Tyler, you're gonna have to let me out."
"You've got to be shittin' me." He said, looking at him in the rear-view mirror.
"Rosalie is upset. And when Rosalie is upset, I don't get to fuck her for a week. I need out."
Heh. Yeah right. Like she could go without sex for that long.
We were on the Main Road now, and Tyler pulled over to the shoulder of the road. The side door opened and Emmett stepped out of the van, grabbing his phone out of his pocket to call Rose for a ride. I knew for a fact that she wouldn't pick him up. His fat ass would have to walk home. And when he gets there, she'll yell and scream at him for leaving her by herself, he'll beg and maybe pretend to cry, and then they'd fuck. It's like foreplay for them. Rosalie's mad, she takes it out on him, they make up, than SEX.
It's sick that I know that, but I do.
Tyler closed the doors once more and pulled back onto the road. "Alright, so me and Edward have a few things to discuss with all of you." Lauren announced, fumbling with her seat belt. "Does anybody here have a problem with Mike Newton or Jessica Stanley at all?" Everybody in the van nodded their heads, muttered 'yeah' or just talked about what waste-of-souls those two idiots were. "Edward and I have a plan," she squared her shoulders, looking as if she were about to present a project in front of a class. "Just in case you don't know, Mike and Jessica have been fucking each other for, oh... about twelve months. That shit doesn't fly with me, because Bella is a very good friend of mine. But nobody can tell Bella what's going on. Jessica, the demon-bitch-whore, will automatically assume that I told Bella, even if I didn't. If that happens, I'm fucked because she has something against me, and it's not that bad... but, well... yeah."
Tanya looked at Lauren, her eyes bulged and jaw dropped. I never told her about Mike cheating on Bella or anything. All the guys knew because Mike always bragged about it in the locker room in first period PE. Jasper turned and looked at Lauren, confused. I was the only one that didn't look at her as if she had just peed her pants; I already knew what was going on. Tyler kept his eyes on the road. I spoke up."What she's trying to say is that Mike and Bella need to break up on their own. And we are going to help them. We can't go and tell Bella because like she said, Lauren will automatically get blamed, and blah, blah, blah. All of us hate Mike, and we all like Bella, so... it'd be like a win win win. You know?"
"Wait, wait, wait. Mike and Jessica are still fucking?" Tanya's face never changed. She looked completely disgusted.
Lauren gave out a loud sigh, rolling her eyes to the ceiling of the van. "Yes. They fuck everyday after school -in Bella's bed, by the way- while Bella picks up Jessica's little brother from daycare. Jessica told me that she tells Bella that she has to go to work everyday straight after school-that's why she has Bella pick up her brother- when really her shift doesn't start until an hour after the time she usually leaves after having sex with Mike."
Tanya looked away, biting her lip. "How sad. Bella's so.... nice."
"Well, that's why we need to break them up. Please, just out of respect for me, just... don't go up and tell Bella. Even if Jessica knew that it wasn't me who said anything, she would go and tell everyone my secret. Mike and Bella need to break up on their own. And Bella will remain blind unless we start to sabotage their relationship. I need help. I know I have Tyler and Edward's help... but what about the rest of you? Is anybody else with us?"
Jasper turned around from the passenger seat. "Mike Newton is a butt-fucking loser and Jessica is such a backstabbing vagyne. I'll do anything to fuck up their lives."
Lauren grinned, her blue eyes bright from excitement. I glanced at Tanya, who looked contemplative, biting her lip and bouncing her leg up and down on the floorboards of the car. "Tanya, are you in?" I whispered to her. She looked up at me through her lashes, her strawberry blonde hair in her face.
Tanya thought for a second, than gave me a half smile. She nodded her head, her honey eyes started to look... sure. If that makes any sense.
"Yes."
Lauren heard this and bursted into an even bigger grin, almost a mile wide.
We pulled up into Tyler's empty driveway. The five of us walked inside his house, preparing to destroy the lives of Jessica Stanley and Mike Newton.
Eh, I'm not too happy with this chapter but I promise the story will get better. And my spell/grammar check was being stupid, so I'm sorry for all the errors.
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