A/N: I'm ba-ack! Sorry to keep anyone waiting (notice the anyone- for all you psychologists out there, that means im pessimistic. so shoot me)
Chapter Two- What a Wonderful…OH PLEASE!!
Agh! It was him, the grimy, grease worthy slime ball! I abhorred him with as much passion as the Edward Cullen fan club adored him. Why couldn't I be paired with Tyler Crowley, or even snot faced Jessica Stanley? I'd go through hell rather than be paired with him!
A vast string of curse words exploded in my head as I recited them in different languages to keep my anger and despair fueled. Painfully, I forced on an extremely faux smile and turned to him. "Hello… Edward." I gritted my teeth together and immediately turned away from him, but not before he smirked arrogantly.
He leaned forward teasingly to whisper in my ear. "You know, girls only grit their teeth when they're…"
"I'd rather not know." I told him heatedly, not wanting to know the intimate details of his average life, but his smirk grew brighter.
"I was going to say 'when they're mad at me' but, if you want to take this relationship in that direction, than I'd be more than welcome to."
"You're an asshole!" I responded, shocked. See what I mean by him being a jerk?
"And you love it!"
"Bullshit!" I snapped out of the quiet conversation and tuned back into Mrs. Cope.
"The theme for this year's committee is corresponding with the song "What a Wonderful World" because we want your new colleagues to feel welcome and to notice what a wonderful world high school is!" Is she on crack? "So grab your bags and get started!"
"Yeah, Bella." Edward whispered almost seductively. "Let's get started."
"I'd rather kiss Newton." It was just my luck that Mike was sitting right next to me. His blonde hair popped up as he attempted to look alluringly into my eyes.
"That could be arranged…beautiful." Ugh. I felt like I was going to puke. Could my day get any better?
I whipped my phone out as soon as I left the building, flipping violently through to check any missed calls. There were none. Damn it! I love how all your stupid best friends promise to call you and tell you how much they miss you, and then never do. I frowned, and typed a text to my best guy friend and my best girl friend.
what'd you do? die?
-B
Hopefully, they got the message. If not, I could always flip them off on aim.
The phone started to buzz ecstatically as soon as I put it back in my pocket. I groaned and fished it out again, flipping it open and answering irately. "What?"
"Oh, hey, bells! I was just calling to make sure you got a ride."
"Right…um" How could I forget? Charlie was out late and my truck was at the shop…f-in great. Luck definitely doesn't want to side with me, that's for sure. Not wanting Charlie to worry, I answered slyly. "Sure, Ch-Dad. See you later."
"Bye bells."
I sat with my head in my hands, groaning loudly. "This sucks."
"Sure looks like it."
A/N: Who is it! Well, review! Now…please? -NewLeaf