BELLA'S POINT OF VIEW

The guy stormed over here while taking off his helmet. HOT DAMN! That boy is fine as a mug. He is wearing a monster shirt and some torn jeans. His hair! It's a copperish red and it's kinda messy. Man I just wanna run my fingers through it. Mmmmmn, I wonder what he's talking about. I guess I shoulda been listening.

"You should watch wear you drive that damn car! I don't care if you are a girl, you can-" He was cut short because of a fist hitting him in his jaw.

"JASPER! STOP! Dead gum it, quit! You're being an idiot." Jasper finally stopped hittin the motorcycle guy. He asked me if I was okay, which was ridiculous cause he just yelled was that's all, but you know whatever that was really hawt…wait! Why am I thinkin of Jasper like this? Oh getting off subject.

"You need to apologize, Jasper." I said. He didn't like that I could tell. I mean he is goin to start ranting. Opp there it is. I wonder if he knows im not listening…

"Are you even listening?" I guess he did notice. Oh well he will apologize.

"Japser…"

"Fine, I am terribly sorry that Bella was here to stop from kicking your ass." He said smugly.

WHAP!

"Ouch! Christ, what was that for?" He asked.

"Well 1. I'm not Christ. I'm Bella. 2. That was for being a smartass. 3. I want a taco so hurry up with your shit." I replied while pickin up my stuff. "Oh and guy, you will not speak to me like that again even though I wasn't listenin. It had to be bad enough that Jazz punched you. So get over your damn self and walk with me. Now, Jazz go to your friends. This fellow here is goin to buy me a taco."

"WHAT!" They both yelled at me.

"Well, I want a taco and Jasper, your wallet is still at my house from when I took it last week. Also, since gu- wait what is your name, sugar?"

"Edward"

"Since, Edward, yelled at me, I deserve that taco. Now come along, they wont be open all day."

"Taco Bell is open all day and night." Edward replied like a brat.

"Don't get smart with me. I just want a taco, so walk with your fat self."

"Your callin this fat?" Edward pulled up his shirt flexing. HOLY CRAP. I just died and went to heaven. I mean I've seen jaspers but wow. Those are wonderful.

"Yes, yes I am." No, no I am not. He seemed to realize this too. He grabbed my hand, and we started walking towards his motorcycle.

COUGH! COUGH! COUGH! Oh I forgot about Jasper for a second there.

"What do you think you're doing?" he said with venom.

"Are you retarded?" I asked him with a disappointed look on my face.

"No. Why?" he said with a truly confused face. Hahahahahaha. He looks constipated. Eww. That's a gross word. Like *forreal.

"We have been over this about three times, so if you don't understand it. I'm going to sign you up for special people classes. And you know how much those people scare me."

"I'd protect you." Edward said in my ear. Man, that gives me chills.

"BELLA!"

"What?" I seemed to be zoning out.

"You spaced out…again..." Jasper said. Didn't I tell you that? I think he is a mind reader. "No. I'm not a mind reader." Did I say that outloud? "Yes. You said that outloud." HOW DOES HE KNOW THIS SHIT? "Bella?"

"Yes?"

"YOU-ARE-SAYING-STUFF-OUT-LOUD!"

"Quit yelling at me, Jasper."

"Yes, ma'am. Now you are not going to get that taco. You are going to school. It's the first first day you have actually been up before 10 o'clock. So you are staying. I will make you a taco later." Jazzy said.

"Even rice?"

"Even rice"

"YES! OOOH YEAAA! OH YES! MEXICAN FOOD ROCKS!" I am yelling in the middle of the parking lot and people are looking at me like I'm a lunatic. But ask me if I care? Cause I don't! They are just jealous of my ahhhmayzingg victory dance. And they would be happy if they were having Jasper's famous tacos. He is an excellent cook no matter what he says. Don't believe him when he says he sucks.

So here we are walking in school. Jasper on the right, Edward on the left, me in the middle. I'm laughing my butt off and when the boys don't think I notice, they glare at each other. I wonder why? I mean I know that I was going to go out with Edward, but why would Jasper by mad? It's probably just a protective best friend thing. Well I hope not. I mean I like Jasper. He is nice, sweet, caring, and also a cowboy. I love it. But then there's Edward. He is gorgeous, hot, and a bad boy. What's not to love? Since there is no possible way Jasper will like me, I'll stick to my bad boy. I hope this ends well

*Well comment. Cause so far this sounds so cliché to me.*