Meeting People is Best

In Public Places

Chapter 2
Bella Pov

I woke up Friday morning, feeling like crap. My throat was croaky and felt on fire (An: heehee link to vampirism, but no they aren't vamps)Luckily I don't sing very much.

I got up and got in the shower. It felt amazing, having the warm water flowing down my body; it really woke me up and got rid of the tight knots in all my muscles. It calmed all my nerves for the show, I was really looking forward to the gig, we would do really well, and apparently a guy who I once dated was going to the after party that night. I couldn't remember him though; all I could remember was his surname, Newton. I think I dumped him because he was too grabby, a bit of a pervert.

I turned the shower off as I finished, the room had steamed up and I couldn't see where I was going. Unfortunately, following my clumsy nature I walked into the corner of the sink, I could smell the metal of the blood, and looked down to realise that I had taken a massive gouge of skin out of my side. I blocked the pain as I dried my self off, and began to dry and style my hair. I then began on my make up and gave myself smoky dark eyes and a little bit of face powder along with a slight dab of lip-gloss.

As I got downstairs, I did myself a quick cup of coffee, and a Special K bar. I slung the bar down my throat as I realised I was running late, I then went to the first aid kit to bandage up my side and take painkillers. This made me ready for the day, and I put the rest of the packet in my pocket to take later, and then the car horn from Alice went off, I sped out the door to get to school on time. I stopped before I got in, and realised that this wasn't her usual car but her fancy, bright blue Lotus Elise. (Yummy I want that car)

"Hey Bella, Rosalie is riding with Emmett today," Alice chattered as I entered the vehicle.

"Okay, cool. I see you took advantage of just having one passenger, to use your fancy car, but I hope Rosalie survives Emmett's death trap of a Jeep." I joked.

"Oh, don't be so melodramatic Bella." Alice laughed.

She cranked up the stereo, and some unknown techno band started blaring out of the speakers. I rolled my eyes as Alice started singing along at full blast.

As we reached the school parking lot, it was filled with cars and students. I noticed a small ring of students all admiring a rather large Jeep. Emmett's by the sound of the booming laugh coming from the centre. But when we parked in the space a few places down all the students turned and gasped as they took in Alice's car. I saw Rosalie glare playfully at us and turn round to Emmett and say something along the lines of:

"This is what I give up to ride with you, that car is GORGOUS!"

"I'm sorry babe, I'll buy you one for your birthday." Emmett pleaded.

"No you won't, because then I will just be copying her, you'll have to buy me something different." Rosalie tried to keep up the serious façade, but failed miserably and broke down into a fit of giggles, and kissed Emmett on his very confused looking face.

They then came running over to us, and had to part the crowd or admiring drooling boys like the red sea. Emmett then left us to go home, and Rosalie began ushering Alice and I towards our classes. But I think Alice was a bit scared to leave her baby on its own.

"Come on Alice, nobody is going to dare touch your car, they know what you would do." I tried to reassure her, I don't think it worked because she was unmoveable. After a lot of convincing we managed to move her. But then as we turned our backs, all the boys took a step forward. Alice gave the meanest of looks, and luckily no one dared to touch it.

But I swear if any of the boys got closer to the car Alice would of hit them. But then just as we were getting ready to walk to class, a guy, I think his name was Tyler, decided it would be amusing to tempt fate and stepped forward, Alice turned around and, my God if looks could kill. Tyler reached forward and Alice cocked back her fist, everyone was shouting at Tyler to stop him, but he ignored them, he stroked the paint job and then saw stars.

Alice had punched him square in the nose, and had a look of the devil on her face. Everyone ran as the principle stepped into the scene, Alice was crying over the smudge of grease on her car as Lauren was trying to wake Tyler up, and Rosalie and me were standing there trying not to burst out laughing. I released a giggle and Lauren gave me evils, which set me off and then Rosalie soon joined me. I wonder what the principle thought of the scene.

"Alice why are you crying over a car, and why is Tyler unconscious with a nosebleed?" The principle questioned.

"Well principle..." Alice started but was rudely interrupted by Lauren.

"She SLUGGED my baby Tyler for no apparent reason!" Lauren screeched.

This made Rosalie and I start screaming with laughter all over again. The principle turned to us with questioning glances. We snuffled our giggles and looked at each other, with a wink he turned to him.

"Well principle…" Alice looked at us wondering what we were going do. She had no idea. "NO-ONE touches Alice's baby!" We chorused together.

Alice glared at us as we pointed towards her precious Lotus. The principle looked like her was stifling a smile and laugh as he looked towards Tyler's unconscious form and then Alice as she was cradling her fist. He accidentally let out a laugh and Lauren glared at him.

"Well, just don't do it again Alice. You have a clean report, and lets keep it that way shall we?" The principle dismissed

"Yes sir!" She giggled.

"Also, Miss Mallory, run to the office, so that we can get a wheelchair here for Mr Crowley" He ordered.

Lauren scoffed, but ran to the office anyway. The principle left, telling us to head to class. As he walked away, we all broke into giggles, and that woke Tyler up. We ran off before he could say anything. Rosalie left us to go to electronics as Alice and I went to our Music class.

The second we stepped foot in class, everyone started yelling, cheering and laughing.

"Go Alice!!"

"Good hit!"

"Well done!"

Alice replied with a short answer of a muffled – "No-one touches my baby," she turned me and giggled, "that's what you said"

I burst out with raucous laughter and then the teacher decided to make an entrance, and ushered us to our seats and the front of the class.

(AN: R&R COZ YOU LOVE ME)