A/N: Here is the first chapter.
I motivated myself I'm so proud haha…
By the way-this chapter (as it says last chapter) is the last semester of Rosalie's senior year. First day
By the way-I've also spelt some of the words wrong but that is because I am from Australia and use Australian spelling.
The chapter names are named after reason why Rosalie does not believe in love, etc.
Enjoy reading:
Rosalie POV
I drove my baby into the school parking lot. There's so many things I'd rather do with my red BMW M3, like go on a road trip to New York or California with Alice and Angela, together dragging Bella all around Bloomingdale's, Ralph Laruen and all the other cool stores that have nice clothing.
I didn't feel like getting out of my car just yet-only Mike "Pervy-Spike Mike" Newton is there and is attempting to look sexy as he leaned on his Suburban, his crotch thrusting forwards but his face blank as he could not see any girls passing by. If I got out of my car-he'd give that "I want to flirt with you" nod as most guys do. And when guys do that-I know all they want is sex. Then after they get that-they brag about it to their friends. . I swear to God-I can't count how many girls he has fucked and I don't want to be one of them; contracting one of his STD's, not totally being in control of my sex life or just losing my virginity to the local womanizer.
Bella, Alice, Angela and I all refer to him as Pervy-Spike Mike because when he tries to chat you up-the spikes on his head, as well as his eyes-are imagining you stripping for him
The guys (Edward, Jasper and Ben) just refer to him as Newton.
Why? Because:
They are too lazy to come up with one.
They also think it's too girly to come up with one.
It's a guy thing. I'll never really understand.
I shuddered to myself as I gave a thought to Pervy-Spike Mike when I saw a familiar, dusty red truck drive slowly through the car park and I instantly knew Bella was here. She parked her car (unfortunately closer to Pervy-Spike Mike) and had to suffer through a conversation with him. I quietly rolled down my windows to listen in…
"'Sup Bella!" Mike greeted with a typical nod. It made him look like a chicken
"Um hi Pe-Mike." Bella stammered.
"How were your holidays?" Mike asked
"Oh they were alright…"
"So I've been thinking…would you like to watch Love Spelled Backwards is Love this Saturday night?"
"Umm…" I could tell Bella was trying to think of a way to reject him nicely. I know I'd kick his ass like the bitch I am.
Mike, obviously, didn't notice her and just assumed that she'd be available (the idiot) which brought on the next part of the conversation: "Okay babe, I'll pick you up at 7".
And the fucker kissed her on the forehead.
Bella obviously realized I was there since she made gagging expressions and walked over to my car. I smirked at her and she pointed her middle finger at me. The only response I could give her was further smirking.
"P-MIKE! WAIT!"
"Yeah sweet thang?" (A/N: Intended spelling error. You know how people go hey sweet THANG instead of THING? Yeah…)
Bella forced a laugh as she continued. "That was really sweet of you but I do have a boyfriend. You know, Edward Cullen?"
"Come on Bella! Dump the asshole-I'm a better man for you. And you fucking know it."
"No Mike, I don't know it." Bella responded. I silently cheered there in my head.
"But-" He was about to grope her when his head turned to face where my car was parked. "Wait, don't worry because I think I just saw Rosalie's car…"
OH FUCK!! I swore internally.
"Is it her car? I can't remember what it looks like-I'm not the best with cars."
"Oh yeah it's hers, and she's inside the car too!" And I received a smirk from her.
This is the personality trait of Isabella Marie Swan that I hate the most.
She's incredibly two-faced. She's always so sweet and polite to her dad (who just so happens to be the Police Chief of Forks) but around us girls, she's as bitchy as me, if not more so. She acts so sweet rejecting and even talking to the idiotic boys of Forks High but engages in PDA with Edward, instantly breaking their sadistic hearts. A part of me thinks she knows she is doing so. Also, when it comes to revenge-she always puts herself before her friends and will do anything to satisfy herself. Which also makes Bella selfish. The worst revenge incident she pulled occurred in 6th grade after I played a childish prank on her:
Flashback-6th grade
I laughed to myself as I sticky-taped the sign to Bella's locker. The sign read: "I LIKE ERIC YORKIE-HE'S SO SEXY!" in thick, pink highlighter.
Eric Yorkie was the biggest nerd of the 6th grade (He still is the biggest nerd!), and was already getting oily skin and pimples all over his face. Guys teased him and beat him up and girls flirted with other guys in front of him.
It was only meant to be a good laugh between Bella and I. She'd get pissed and then we'd just laugh it off. And perhaps Eric would walk by and we'd say sorry to him…
But since I arrived at Forks Middle School six months ago-I didn't know Bella didn't take jokes very well.
"OH MY GOD!" she screamed "WHO DID THIS TO ME?"
I walked over to her and giggled. "Bella, I did it. It was only a joke!"
"Yeah well it wasn't very funny, was it?" she replied icily. Once I felt that sick feeling in my stomach-I felt guilty.
"I'm sorry Bella. I didn't know you wouldn't find this stuff funny."
"WELL IT'S NOT HARD TO REALISE THAT. IT'S THE KIND OF THING LAUREN AND JESSICA WOULD DO!"
After that comment-I felt even guiltier. If I've stooped as low as Jessica and Lauren (who constantly bullied everybody), then I have obviously upset her.
I DON'T WANNA BE YOUR FRIEND ANYMORE. I'M NOT SPEAKING TO AGAIN. I HATE YOU ROSALIE."
She then walked away, but not before Eric could stop her.
"So I'm sexy, huh?"
"NO YOU'RE NOT. I DON'T LIKE YOU. ROSALIE DID THAT TO ANNOY ME. GO AWAY!"
I found a spot in a corner to cry. I lost my best friend and it was my fault. I also hurt a person's feelings-a person who got hurt every single day and I just contributed to that. I did however know that Bella was really stubborn-meaning she probably wouldn't forgive me for it.
We didn't speak at all, even though our desks were next to each other.
Two weeks later, I caught her sticking a similar sign in thick BLUE highlighter on my locker and then walked away from it. As soon as she did, I rushed over to read the sign, which read:
"I THINK MR STEWART IS THE HOTTEST THING SINCE BRAD PITT!"
What a bitch.
And to no surprise, Mr. Stewart (who was the young, cool but not that attractive principal of Forks Middle School) walked past. I ripped the sign off and threw it in the bin nearby.
"Rosalie, may I please see you in my office? Now."
And I obviously followed him to his office. He then tried and failed to make a move on me once we got there.
Thank God Mrs. Dishwasher walked in and reported him to the police. Therefore, as a reward for her bravery, she got promoted from Councillor to Principal.
The next day, Bella realized what happened and apologized. I also gave her my apology and then we hugged and laughed about it like we should've two weeks ago.
Bit late, Bella.
End flashback
She doesn't know I've never actually forgiven her for it. I mean, she basically played the exact same "prank" on me, when she really should've "set a better example as Chief Swan's daughter" or some crap like that
But all the same, I still think she can be a good friend. She's makes wonderful chicken soup when you aren't feeling well, and lets you copy her class notes. I knew what was about to happen so I decided to step out of my BMW.
Pervy-Spike Mike strutted towards my car with his pelvis out as if he was about to use it. I swear to God-if he hurts my car-the creep is dead and burnt to ashes: Ashes that have been spit on.
"So, Rosie…." He tried, and failed I must say, to flirt with me.
"No Per-Mike. I WILL NOT GO OUT WITH YOU!" He slid his hand down my back, opened the door and tried to shove me in my car. Thank God I wore high heels today. I kicked him in the crotch and slapped him in the face. Michael Newton groaned in pain.
He had obviously changed a bit this summer-more stubborn with girls, less baby fat around the face, hairstyle in an Edward Cullen fashion.
Michael Newton has finally grown up. Wait, what the fuck? No he hasn't. But I suppose enough to let go of his nickname. I made a mental note to tell the girls so at lunch.
My, oh, my. Wasn't I about to have a brilliant day?
Around then, everyone else's cars proceeded into the parking lot-along with an incredibly bright yellow Porsche. Any guesses as to whom that belongs to?
Since Mike would be distracted by the hundreds (because there are only 357 kids altogether who attend Forks High School) of girls with their appalling, cheap cars and incredibly slutty "new" clothes to give most of the male population boners -I decided that now was a good time to make my way to double period English.
When I got to Building 3, Room 4-Jasper was already waiting for me and had saved me a seat. I thanked him and we had a nice, calm chat about the winter holidays and Christmas. Jasper said he didn't spend Christmas in the rainiest place of the continental US (lucky!) but in Texas with his dad.
Jasper arrived in Forks in my freshman year, just after his parents divorced. He was very depressed as he loved both his parents and never suspected a thing. Jasper was upset that none of them ever told him that there was something wrong in their marriage, because he could've helped fix it. Everybody else called him an "emo freak" at first sight, since he had a long fringe, which covered half of his face. However I didn't follow "the popular group's" beliefs and judgements of people and went to say "Hello." I remember this so clearly too:
Flashback: Beginning of freshman year/9th grade
"Did you hear about the new guy?" Bella asked me in the hallway as we walked through hallways and buildings to Geography.
"I overheard Tanya telling Lauren that a new girl was coming next week. But what about the new guy?"
"He's like emo or something and on drugs because his parents got divorced. It's so stupid. My parents are divorced and I don't cut myself or stuff crack up my nose."
"Emo is not even a proper label. I'm sure he's a really nice guy."
"Yeah totally. I bet he gives NICE deals for ecstasy. Or maybe not-since they are like anti-depressant pills and that's probably what he takes."
"Bella, you don't know anything about drugs just because your dad has arrested ONE druggie. Divorces vary in different families. Please give the guy a break."
"You're defending him and haven't even met him? What is with you?"
"What is with you and your stupid prejudices? You know better than that Bellsy."
"Don't use Bellsy on me to make me feel guilty."
I rolled my eyes as we entered the Geography room. I noticed a boy of Bella's description sitting in the corner, his knees below his chin.
"Hi. I'm Rosalie but you can call me Rose or Rosie." I said after I walked over to him.
"Hey, I'm Jasper but you can call me Jazz or Emo Freak."
"Very funny. You aren't freaky enough-you seem to have a sense of humour. I don't believe a word of anybody-you're a really nice guy!"
"Thank you. You're the first person who hasn't, you know, made fun of me."
"Welcome. So where are you from?"
"Texas. Good old place."
"I've been to Texas once for my aunt's wedding when I was like, three. I threw up in the hairdresser!"
"Okay…"
"Anyway-I know I only just met you but did you wanna come over to my house? It shouldn't be too far from wherever you live now. Forks is a pretty small town."
"Yeah sure. Then we can take a road trip to Knives and take the train to Spoons."
We both laughed but the teacher came and told us to sit at desks.
I sat between Bella and Jasper. Bella gave a smile, meaning she obviously noticed our conversation and that she was willing to let him sit with us at lunch. I chose not to point out she wasn't as stubborn as she says she was.
End Flashback
Jasper then came over to my house and we had a good talk about each other's lives. We shared the same beliefs about all things love related and how we didn't believe in that bullshit. But then Alice arrived at Forks High School the next week and the two were smitten with each other. Jasper tells me every now and then that he's a bit insecure that their love will disappear like it did with his parents. I tell him every time that when Alice and I have talks about boys, it revolves around him and she loved him too much to let him go.
He still has his "emo" fringe. I think it looks pretty awesome. Jasper is like my older brother, and to him I am like the sister he never had.
"By the way," Jasper started a new conversation "I think we're studying Romeo and Juliet this semester."
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
"Are you fucking serious?" I practically shouted right when:
"Hey Rosalie! I don't think it's appropriate to use that language in my classroom." Miss Robin scolded as she walked through the door, placing her jacket behind her chair to reveal a strange maxi dress that did not suit the Forks climate, let alone the fashion trends of the United States of America.
This is the second year I've had Miss Robin. She's all about the courtly love and drawing circles around words. I did not give a shit about how Benedick and Beatrice constantly made rude remarks to each other-it's their business and they should be able to deal with it themselves. Claudio is an immature idiot who believes anything anyone tells him and Hero is so anti-feminist. Much Ado About Nothing is a crap play, period.
She's also not a very good English teacher and her teaching methods are a little difficult for me to understand. When we studied "To Kill a Mockingbird"-she made us design a shoe relating to a quote with a judgement theme. You know that phrase where you have to walk in another person's shoes to understand what they are going through or some crap like that. (A/N: If any of my friends are reading this, Miss Robin is a parody of my English teacher. I have a further A/N about that at the end of this chapter.)
"Okay class. Romeo and Juliet is one of the most famous plays ever written and you will be spending your final high school semester studying it. I'm sorry not everybody here likes the play…" Miss Robin quickly stopped talking to give me a "look". "But every high school studies it. I've never taught at a high school where they haven't read Romeo and Juliet. Can someone please tell me what it's about?"
See the lights; see the party-the ball gowns.
See you make your way through the crowd and say hello
Little did I know?
"Yes, Irina?"
"Well it's about two families who hate each other and they are called the Capulet's and the Montague's. The Montague's have a son called Romeo and the Capulets have a daughter called Juliet…" Irina began her explanation in an annoying, squeaky voice.
That you were Romeo; you were throwing pebbles
And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet"
And I was crying on the staircase, begging you, "Please don't go"
"…Romeo and Juliet fall in love, obviously…"
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story-baby just say "Yes".
"…And they try to hide their love and overcome the barriers their families have set for them…"
So I sneak out in the garden to see you
We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew
"…Then eventually they die for each other." Irina finally finished.
"That was a really good summary Irina. Today we're going to identify some of the THEMES in Romeo and Juliet. The biggest one is clearly, love. How is love portrayed in Romeo and Juliet? Rosalie you have lots of good ideas. Love in Romeo and Juliet?"
"Well…" I wasn't going to lie here. I absolutely hated going against my beliefs. "It's overrated. Whenever anyone talks about "love", they always associate it with Romeo and Juliet. They didn't really start out on love-they started out on lust. That's how all Shakespearian plays start-the guy falls in lust with a girl because she looks sexy or whatever. They don't even get to celebrate the apparent love properly because they DIE for each other. You can't just DIE for someone."
"They are very interesting thoughts Rosalie but once again-you've upset your classmates." Miss Robin said and then I turned around.
Every single person in the room glared at me except for Jasper, who just winked when I faced him. They've just been crushed but that is the world for you. It comes as a rude shock.
"Do you believe in love, Rosalie?" Miss Robin asked
"Honestly-no, I don't." I replied.
She sighed and then told us to identify the themes in our exercise books. She did not call on me for an answer but I tuned out for the rest of the 2 periods anyway. I even managed to stay in constant thought during recess while everybody else around me was in constant chatter.
The bell suddenly rang and instantly pulled me out of my reverie so I walked to my locker to grab my things for Photography. I had two cameras in my locker:
-A Canon -insert model here-which Vera had bought me for my birthday. (A/N: Rosalie talks about her friendship with Vera in the next chapter when she is at ballet class)
And
-A silver Sony DSC-T77, which I use for taking photos with all of my friends and other stuff.
I grabbed the Canon –model- and noticed Alice standing next to my locker.
"HEY ROSE! THEY HAVE A 50% OFF WINTER SALE AT BARNEY'S AND I REALLY, REALLY WANT TO GO! DID YOU WANNA GO ON SATURDAY BECAUSE WE HAVE TO GO BEFORE NEXT WEEK BECAUSE OTHERWISE THE SALE WILL GO AND ALL THE GOOD STUFF WILL DISAPPEAR. SHOULD WE TAKE BELLA ALONG TOO AND WE CAN DRAG HER ALL OVER PORT ANGELES! WOULDN'T THAT BE-" Alice went on and on and on like the hyperactive and freakishly loud person she was. I wasn't even sure if she took a breath during what was probably worth a paragraph.
"ALICE. I'll go if you shut the fuck up." That was my way of shutting her up.
"Okay, no need to be a crabby bitch." She sulked, but then turned to look at me again. "Sorry about the crabby thing, you look down. Did you wanna talk about it?"
"Sorry about swearing at you; and no I don't really wanna talk about it yet."
"Okay."
Alice then continued to talk about which clothing items she hoped were on sale, ones that would look nice on her and me as well. Once we arrived in Photography, Bella and Angela were already there; shifting awkwardly but they waved at Alice and I so we could sit at the same table as them.
I decided to use this time before Mrs. Wong arrived to mention the Pervy-Spike Mike thing.
"Hey guys. Did Bella tell you about the Mike thing?"
"Yeah, she told me in Government. My, God that was funny! Wish I was there!" Angela replied
"Sucked in bitches. Pervy-Spike Mike too!" Alice laughed
"Yeah but like after that-do you think maybe Mike's outgrown his sort of secret nickname?" I asked…
"Rosie, Pervy-Spike Mike will probably never grow up. You know, in that way…" Bella said.
"Well he's more stubborn, his facial chubbiness has somehow disappeared and for fuck's sake Bella-his hair looks a little bit like Edward's now."
"Fair point though…but still" Bella grumbled
"I suppose we have to ditch the nickname-we'll be in college so soon!!" Angela agreed
"The nickname's been around since like…freshman year though." Alice contemplated
"You know, it's sad to let a memory go. But it's always gonna stay there right? It's like…a friendship memory for our group or something like that…okay I'm not making sense anymore.." I said
"Maybe we can slowly ease out of it?" Angela suggested
Everyone agreed to that.
"Hey guys!" Greeted a cheerful Mrs. Wong, who had gotten married just last Christmas. "Since it's the first day back-you can take pictures of absolutely ANYTHING!"
I started taking pictures of Bella, who mostly got annoyed and put her hand over her face. She was being stupid really because Bella had this natural beauty and she can't see it.
Well she can when Edward tells her so.
After I finished taking nice photos of Bella, Alice and Angela-I asked Mrs. Wong to fetch my other camera from my locker.
I did so-and spent the rest of Photography taking lots of pictures with the girls. There was a particular photo where Angela, Alice and I were all imitating 'the Bella pout' with Bella-I laugh every time I see it.
My face fell as soon as the bell rang. As I walked to Geography, I reminded myself to put the photos up on Facebook, against Angela's pleas. I told her she could un-tag the photos she didn't look nice in and she seemed fine with that. Angela was not as stubborn as Bella.
Geography was uneventful. Ben (Angela's boyfriend-who is pretty nice) and I had a small conversation but spent the lesson taking notes on what Mr. Jefferson was saying.
When I got to lunch-something funny was going on.
Bella, Edward, Alice, Jasper, Angela and Ben were all looking at me…with very creepy smiles.
"You're a bit early. April Fool's Day is not for three months."
I started eating but when I looked up at them again-everyone had the exact same expression on their face.
"Okay guys. WHAT IS FUCKING UP? Bella, I'm not going to bother asking you. EDWARD-I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU ALL FUCKING DAY! HOW ARE YOU DUDE? ALICE-I WON'T GO TO BARNEY'S WITH YOU ON SATURDAY IF YOU DON'T TELL ME! JASPER-YOU'RE PRACTICALLY MY BROTHER. SIBLINGS TALK TO EACH OTHER MAN! ANGELA AND BEN-COME ON!!!"
"Wow Rose-chill!" Bella said
"I'm well, Rosalie. How are you?" Edward said, Bella in his arms.
"Sorry Rose-Ange and I promised Bella we wouldn't tell you…" Ben apologized
"One day you'll thank us Rose. Think of it as a surprise." Jasper said
"OKAY I'LL TELL YOU! BUT YOU BETTER COME TO BARNEY'S WITH ME! THERE'S A NEW GUY AT SCHOOL!" Alice gave in. Bella gave her a death glare.
"That's all I'm telling you. Bella-stop looking at me like that-you are freaking me out." Alice continued
"Okay…then why the looks and the secretiveness?"
"Because you might like this guy…he was in my Government class 2nd period. He has to compete with Jasper's sense of humour!" Bella said
"I have told you guys 478 times. Yes-I fucking counted. There is not going to be anyone out there for me. I don't believe in love."
"Rose that's a bit hypocritical. You'll like him." Edward said.
Oh, so now I am the hypocrite?
"Excuse me for not having a boyfriend." I muttered and stormed off. It was almost time for Biology anyway, and I had that class with Bella and Edward. It's like their romantic spot-all they do it giggle and snuggle on each other. I'm surprised they passed their mid-terms last semester.
I was glad to be working by myself for Biology this semester-Royce King II has travelled back to New York. Thank God. He's constantly being trying to get me to be his girlfriend and I said no every single time. He asked me way too many times I don't even want to go into detail.
I walked into Biology ready to sit at my lab table to take notes, mind focused to succeed in the subject.
But I don't think I'll be able to focus now I have an attractive stranger sitting at my lab table.
A/N: Ooooooh!!
Anyway Miss Robin is a parody of my English teacher. Yes-I had to design a shoe last lesson, no joke (I'm studying To Kill a Mockingbird at the moment). I studied Much Ado About Nothing last year and I absolutely hated it. The snippets of the song used in her English lesson was none other than Love Story by Taylor Swift
Next chapter is the Biology lesson, Gym AND Rosalie's ballet lesson with Vera.
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