Chapter 2

BPOV

Ever since Alice's dad got remarried she's changed quite a bit; in more ways than one. She started wearing contacts for one thing, which made her eyes enormous an round. The long braid of hair that Alice always had down her back had been cut off into a short, spikey bob- that was her brother Emmett's fault however. She seemed to have gotten a new wardrobe, slowly but surely becoming more and more fashionable, not to mention they actually fit now. If you look close enough one can see the slightest bit of make up too, however my Alice is still shy as before an all the more daring. That's how he came up with the brilliant plan.

"So we take the swan, write something hilariously lovey-dovey and stick it in his locker!" My friend's face almost split in two with the grin on her face. Her eyes were sparkling, I wondered if she was finally happy. Alice was never happy last year when I had met her. I moved from Arizona two years ago and she had been my first friend here, my only friend. Well, she still is, besides Angela. Her voice slowly faded into my rambling thoughts. "I think it'd be hilarious! We totally would have to see his face. We also need to make it sound stalker-ish and creepy!"

I giggled along with her. "What's creepier than being stalker-ish?"

"Looking like Edward!" We both busted up about that. So that was the plan, not to look like Edward of course, but to write the note and go forth with the plan. I quickly shoved the note into Edward's locker after Art class ended. Alice and I shuffled around the corner and crouched there until he would come by. We snickered and giggle like school girls when the hall started to fill up. Any moment and Edward would get his love letter from the secretive Bertha. The clacking of heels and popping of gum did not warn me but the breathing down my neck sure as hell did. I turned around to see Rosalie Hale, Brittany Lightnore and Jessica Whatsherface. I mean really, who can ever remember her name? Certainly not all the men she's been with, so why should I?

"What are you two misfits doing? Stalking someone?" For some reason Jessica believes that she is hilarious. Even laughs at her own jokes. Pathetic if you ask me. Brittany is just plain annoying; she is the stereotypical back up bully girl, just repeats everything. Rosalie is the most bearable. Never once have I heard her talk. Somehow this surprises me. She is the tallest and by far the prettiest in the little group. She is tanned to perfection an at least model height. Most models are not as curvy as her though. Maybe that's why she is not the speaker of the group. Is she out by default because she is not a size zero? They must just be intimidated by her. I know I am. I have been cleaning her house for the past year and have yet to speak to her. She is silent and icy at home as well as at school. I heard rumors that she is so cold to people because of what her boyfriend does to her, he Royce is not a good character at all from what I have heard. She intrigues me, because I know there's more to it that just being a mute. Rosalie is kind of like a dusty old book that hasn't been opened in just a long time. She needs someone to blow off the dusty cover and really read it and take it in. At least her brother Jasper says a friendly hello and such. Her parents are never home either I have only met them once, that was when I first got the job.

"What are you staring at?" I obviously missed a large portion of the conversation, yet again. I'm ADD what do you expect? "I don't have time for this. Later." Off the three girls went down the hall, their clacking heels signaling their arrival to others.

"You keep zoning out." Alice told me quietly. She was obviously disappointed that I missed out on the banter. "We missed Edward's reaction. Maybe you can come over after school and maybe he'll bring it up!" Alice's face brightened a bit.

"I can't, remember?" I said sadly. "I have to go to that new job."

"Wow, Bella, two jobs." She shook her head. "How can you do that?"

"I can do anything to help my mom."

EPOV

"That shirt would look great on my floor. Right next to the pile of panties I stole out of your dryer, they smell like you." What kind of sick joke is this? I wondered as I craned my neck from side to side, but no one was in the hallway everyone had left when the final bell rang twenty minutes ago. Normally I would have been within the crowd of over eager teens to excape, but i have some unplanned business to finish with Jessica Whatsherface. Seriously, what is her last name? Well, it doesn't matter any ways and whomever it is that's got my 'panties' is going to have to wait until Monday, Mother said to rush home and beat the new maid there and get in some bonding time with my new step sister. Puhhlease. Nothing could get me to hang out with that little twerp.

I quickly turned into the drive way and made my way up the long winding path. I guess you could say my family was well off, even more so since Mother and Carlisle got married a few months ago. If I had known he came with baggage, by that i mean my two new siblings, I;m not sure I would've been so welcoming to him. I didn't even know he had kids up until the wedding. Maybe it's the fact that Carlisle has so much money to buy me off that I don't complain. Being one of the nations top doctors has it's perky, even living in little ole Montana. But they're from Spoons, Washington? I don't know, something like that, how stupid is that? I bet if I had taken my ADD medication I'd be able to remember. I was so caught up in my thoughts I nearly missed the beat up truck in the drive way, literally. I was mere inches from pancaking my baby into that monster of a truck, before I slammed on my breaks. Who is the idiot that parked in my spot? This dumbass better not be here for long! I jumped out of my baby and marched right up the hunk of junk ready to give them a piece of my mind.

BPOV

I've been sitting here for a couple of minutes now, Esme said that her son would be there in time to let me in and get comfortable there before she got home and showed me the ropes. If I knew the kid was going to be so late I could've gone to Alice's. I've known her for two years and have yet to meet her parents...Or go to her house. I feel like a horrible friend to not be there with all of the odd jobs keeping me busy. I wonder what could be taking him so long? The middle school isn't too far away.. Oh duh, he's a kid I thought, he's probably on a bike. That's what I get for assuming. I was just turning to open my door when a slick, black Corvette flew by me. Oh shit! I thought, that could've taken off my door! Or my head! Who did this guy think he is? He slammed on his brakes in front of me and I leaned over the seat to grab my purse in case I had the excuse to whack him with it. I grabbed hold of it and turned in my seat to grab the door handle when was yanked out from my grip! My eyes slowly trailed up to the eyes of the crazy bastered before they met the angry emerald pools.

"Bella?