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Involuntary Reactions to Insufferable Prigs
The next morning I awoke to a slight vibrating on my bed. It was too slow to be my cell and the dip at the foot of my bed was my second clue to its source. "Alice, I will kill you, and enjoy it far more than I could tell investigators." I croaked not opening my eyes.
"Come on Bella, wake up!" The bed wiggled as she whined at the foot. "I wanna tell you about Jasper."
I took a breath, turned my head towards her annoying little self and forced one eye open.
"Bella, he's amazing! Like, The-One amazing"
And…that woke me up.
"huh?"
"He's it, I can tell. I mean you know how Mom always said she hoped we found a high school sweetheart kind of love that lasted and grew, but still stayed young and fun. Like her and Dad?"
I may have moved my head while I sat there dumbfounded. She clearly took it as an agreement.
"Well, I had one of my feelings, it's him. He's my Charlie. He's all serious and calm, to my goofy and hyper."
"Alice, and I say this with all the sisterly love possible, but it is far too early in the morning for this much crazy. Even for you."
She gathered the clothes she had laid across her lap, and left with a huff. Shouting from the bathroom that I needed to get up and get ready for school.
To say my head was spinning as we dressed and ate, hardly speaking, was an understatement. Alice didn't often notice guys so I was happy to see her have such a strong reaction to Jasper, but this was ridiculous. Alice had always been the romantic of all of us. She was the child that asked Renee to tell us how she met Charlie every night we got a bedtime story.
It was endearing but this was more than a little alarming.
As we pulled up to the school Alice and I alone in the truck as Jessica had opted to catch a ride with Lauren. A friendship I was sure was clearly established with no thought but my annoyance at mind.
"Look, I'm happy you met a seemingly wonderful guy, but you're my sister and I love you. Love at first sight and all that jazz is a lovely idea, but I don't want to see you hurt. Can you understand that?" I sighed, braving a look at her from my side of the veil of hair that separated us.
She leaned over, brushing the hair away, exposing my eyes to her. "Just keep an open mind for me Bella? Please?." She looked down at the hands now folded in her lap. "This is special, I can feel it."
I raised a pinky finger over the bench seat "I swear to reign in all the bitchy, sarcastic, cynical comments, until he angers me. It's the best offer you'll get"
"Oh, Bella!" She flung her little skinny jean clad form at me. "He's wonderful, you'll see. Which reminds me, how do I look, God, I'm nervous. Do I have fly away hairs? Lipstick on my teeth?" She commandeered the rear view mirror pausing her tirade to grin foolishly at herself checking her teeth.
"Alice! Get a hold of yourself! Take a breath, get you and your shit out of my truck and head to class. You always look perfect, you're sweet as can be and with the exception of Angela and me you are the smartest girl in all of Forks. He can't not love you." She paused to look at me. "Now go, before the vultures flock to your catch."
I had never seen her move faster.
The morning passed fairly uneventfully. There was a lot of talk about the new students. In particular the frustrating salivating female population went on and on about the two new hot guys.
Which confused me because I was certain at some point I had heard that either Edward was older or just visiting. Then again I had done my best not to pay attention to the incessant idle gossip surrounding the Cullen's and their guests.
When lunch came and I had made my way through the food line accruing my apple, salad, diet coke and of course Twinkie, I was surprised to find an overflow of people sitting at our normally sparse table. Next to Alice sat Angela as usual, but on her other side was Jasper. Leaning in to hear her every word as she spoke softly and demurely to him.
This I half expected, what surprised me was the opposite side. Crammed in a ridiculous manner sat Roselie, Edward, Lauren and the rest of her hags. The look upon Edwards face as he bore his animosity into the side of his best friends' preoccupied head was hysterical.
I will not pretend that the debaser side of my personality wasn't thoroughly enjoying it.
She was throwing a party.
"Hello everyone" I said, trying to both not laugh and make an attempt for my sister's benefit.
I was greeted with subdued hellos from most and clearly snide 'hmpfs' from Lauren, and then in turn her puppets.
"Angela, do you have any ideas for the English project? I already have several ideas for poems I can compare." I said turning to my lifelong friend I had sat next to, trying very hard to ignore the offensive bronze haired boy across from me.
"I was actually thinking of comparing something from Marlowe and Shakespeare. Then I could also write about the relationship between the two foes." She replied meekly.
Angela was always shy but I could tell the presence of the slut squad, Roselie the formidable fashionista and the self-absorbed stud made her as uncomfortable as it made me. The tension was palpable and we were the only two speaking besides the whispered words of the new lovers.
"I was actually thinking of the two seemingly very different poems from Poe and Shakey-boy. I thought it would be fun to take on two very different styles. I have a poem in mind. Think you'd like to maybe come over tonight and swap ideas?"
A honeyed voice made me break from our train. "Didn't you both receive those assignments today? I believe I was in your class earlier, Angela is it?"
And yet again my mouth took hold and rational thought left me.
"Yes we did just get it. I know it may be hard for a self-important, self-absorbed, arrogant, trust fund baby to believe, but we hicks aren't as hindered by the inbreeding as you would think. Some of us small town folk read in between playing the banjo at our town dances and weenie roasts."
"Look, I don't know why you think so ill of me, but I have not meant to offend you. I'm sorry for calling all this," he said gesturing around "'small town' but it indeed is."
"You're right indeed. It is, and it's remarkable that your overinflated head can fit in our tiny zip code. How did you squeeze through the doors?" A shake of my arm from Alice and the quiet departure of a scene hating Angela stopped me from continuing. "I should go before I say something truly offensive."
I enjoyed the shocked look on his face as I grabbed my tray to leave. However I wanted to smack the satisfied smile off Lauren's face.
I made it to the quiet of the hall way before I felt a strong hand on my elbow; I prepared myself for a fight with Alice. I had failed her. I couldn't play nice for an hour.
I was shocked when I was forcefully turned around and I slammed chest first into solid pecks.
He didn't move to step back.
"What is your problem?" He whispered angrily.
"What's yours? You are the one with the perpetual scowl under your upturned nose."
"I am not stuck up."
"Then something is stuck up you."
The tension between the sliver of space separating our lower bodies was humming with electricity. My anger had me flushed and our chests heaved with indignation against each other in a symbiotic dance of sorts.
It was simultaneously the most delightful and maddening feeling.
I was not prepared when he kissed me with a ferocity that had me pushed against the wall.
His mouth was soft and rough. Sweet and infuriating. I wanted to claw at my throat when a traitorous moan escaped me.
Or hands began to move and grab when the bell rang sending us apart as if someone had tazered us. Our bodies violently jerked apart.
We stood like that as the student body filed out of the cafeteria, locked in a staring contest of sorts. Both of us with identical looks of frustration, anger and confusion.
"Edward there you are." Lauran whined as she sidled up next to him wrapping her skankalicious arms around his forearm dragging him away with a backwards sneer in my direction. He also looked back, perplexed.
Alice came up, hands on her hips ready for the fight I was no longer prepared for. "Wait, were you out here with Edward? I saw him chase you, but I thought he'd miss you, not knowing the school and all." She said looking at his retreating form. Her brows furrowed as her eyes met him and took in his confused look in my direction. Then she looked up at me poignantly, took in my blush and paused to think.
I could see the gears working.
"Bella, tell me you were making up. Please tell me you weren't fighting and things ended well."
"Something like that Alice. Something like that."
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