Edward fucking Cullen walked gracefully up to me. I was stunned at how graceful and elegant he was.

"Okay! The first task is a two legged race! Grab the rope and tie it… well you obviously know what to do!" Edward reached down to grab the rope by the pylon and I couldn't help but check out his ass. He snapped up in a nano- second as if he realized I was checking out his ass. I'm an ass woman, sue me!

Edward bent down, again, and wrapped our ankles together in the cheap pink rag.

"Okay everyone! Just run the obstacle course, and then run back! Whoever gets back first wins. And might I mention that the first, second, and third place winners will get marks on their report cards. I heard a few moans and 'yes's' coming from the kids in the gym.

I glanced at Edward and he was just staring at me. He didn't even look away when I looked at him.

WWWhhhiiisssttllee!

I flinched at the screeching sound of the whistle. He linked his cold marble arm around mine and started running. I gasped.

I flushed, I knew I was going to fall but he caught me just in time and set me back on my feet. "Thanks" I gasped stumbling along with his body. I just wanted to jump onto his body and start dry humping him! But I couldn't do that. Not that I wouldn't mind. Wait! We just crossed the finish line, first!

"We won!" I squealed. I heard him faintly chuckle. Maybe this isn't as awkward as I thought it would be.

"Okay, first place Cullen and Travis. Second place, Uccello and Forbes." My head whipped around the gym. Michael Uccello? He was in my gym class? I've been totally in love with him ever since I moved here in grade 7. He is just totally sexy. Even in grade 7 he looked like a damn grade 10!

"Hey, Dorothy. Haven't seen you in a while. You look, nice." I turned around. Yes! It was Michael! "Hi. Um, hi" I stuttered. He smiled at me. "So, um," he glanced at Edward and whipped his eyes back to me. He looked a little nervous. "What's wrong?" Michael smiled nervously, "Uh, well um" he glanced at Edward again and gulped loudly.

Okay why was he staring at Edward a lot? I inched my head towards Edwards's direction and almost fell over when I saw the menacing look on his face.

RRRRRiiiinnngggg!

"Um, do you want to meet me at the change rooms?" I smiled at him. "Sure. See ya!" I ran to the change room.

"Hey!" he turned around and smiled at me. "Hi. So, what's your next class? I could walk you to it, if you want?" I smiled at him. "I think I have wood shop with Miss. Dee, you?"

Michael picked out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and un-crumpled it. I chuckled. He looked at me and grinned. "I have, science next. But the classroom is right beside wood shop's class."

"How do you know where they are?" he bit his lip and spluttered. I raised my eyebrows. "Um, cause my girlfriend had wood shop today"

Wow, that was a bitch slap in the face.

"Oh, that's kool. Well I'm going to be late, by" I turned towards the door but he grabbed my arm a little to roughly and turned me around towards him. "Hey! What-"

I got interrupted when his lips crashed onto mine. "MMMM!" I squealed into his lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist. I felt his tongue lick around my lips. "Hey! Stop!" I gasped into his mouth. He kept on trying to make out with me and I gasped when he rubbed his groin onto my own. "What the! Michael what are you doing with her?" Shit, I forgot we were in a public place!

I looked around at the forming crowd and groaned. I saw Donica and Greg gaping at me. I saw, of course Michael's girlfriend, mostly because she was the only little blonde fuming at him. Where were all of these fights coming from! I saw Edward, Emmett, and I think Alice Cullen looking shocked and all of there golden eyes were looking right at me. I ran up to Donica and Greg and shoved them into our wood shop class.

"What was that?" Donica hissed. I looked at her confused. "What's the problem? He kissed me first!" Donica and Greg hit me on the back. "Ow!" I groaned. "Don't you know who his girlfriend is! She's Connie Shay!" My jaw dropped. "Connie Shay!" I gasped. Greg nodded. "Yea, Connie Shay, the utter bitch who spent all of grade 7 and 8 torturing half of the school, including us! Now think about what she is going to do to you!"

Holy shit. I am dead. "Greg!" I whined throwing my arms around him. "Hey, you brought this upon yourself."

"But its not my fault! He kissed me first!" Donica rolled her eyes. "Well did you know he had a girlfriend?" I bit my lip and looked away. "Hey, lets go sit at that desk, its funny. There's room for three people in one" I murmured, trying to distract them.

Donica and Greg rolled there eyes at me and sat down with me. "So I'm guessing that you did know about Connie?" Greg asked me sarcastically.

"Good afternoon class, my name is Miss. Dee. Today we will be going over the safety rules of wood shop."

I heard my phone vibrating.

How are you going to resolve this issue? ~ Greg

OMG I don't know! ~ Doty

So is he a good kisser? ~ Donica

Don't know. Wasn't really kissing him back, to shocked ~ Doty

That sucks big time! ~ Donica

WTF did you just send me? ~ Greg

Nuttin! Can we all just talk after class? Dnt wanna get in shit! ~ Doty

Kay! After class missy! Bye! ~ Donica

O, wait BTW Anthony texted me right after lunch, details ltr! ~ Donica

Your going 2 die bitch! ~ Connie

I think choked on my own breath. I nudged Donica's arm. "What?" she hissed. I put my phone in her lap. Her eyes widened. "O my God" she breathed. "Connie sent this to you?" she murmured. I nodded meekly.

Donica yanked my cell phone out of my trembling hands and started intently texting. "What are you sending her?" I hissed. She rolled her eyes and hit the send button. "Donica, what the hell did you just sit here?" I whispered snatching my cell phone back from her. "If you must know, I just told her that it was Donica and said to suck her dick" She mumbled.

"Donica" I whimpered looking at my phone.

"What's wrong?" Greg murmured leaning into me. "I'll tell you after school" I muttered leaning away from him.

RRRRIIIINNNNGGGG!

"Okay class. Your homework for tonight is to write a 500 word paper on the safety rules of wood shop. It's due tomorrow. Dismissed." I groaned.

I really wasn't in the mood to write a paper tonight. There was a lot to think about. I always thought that today was going to be embarrassing. Not full of romance high school drama. I had never been involved in that kind of stuff before, just best friend dramas.

"So Dorothy, why did you look like someone shoved a baseball bat up your but in class?" Donica whacked him on the arm. "Stop" He moaned rubbing his arm. "Because Donica sent a text message to Connie telling her to suck her dick!" Greg started hysterically laughing. "Thanks" I muttered.

"Don't worry Dorothy. I did say that it was me in the text message. So she's going to be after me. Well technically she'll still be after you because you kissed her boyfriend" I glared at her and she turned around. "See you after school!"

I noticed that she stopped and smiled at Anthony Jackson, linked arms and walked down the hall together. Greg smirked at me. "Well, I guess she's banging hunk of meat" Greg mumbled. I rolled my eyes.

"Do you have history class with me?" I nodded. "Go and save me a seat in class okay. I have to pee"

"TMI, Dorothy. I'll save you a seat, by" I waved to him.

When I walked into the wash room there was a group of girls surrounding a crying girl. "H-he just-t why!" the little blonde girl in the middle sobbed. "Oh Connie, you don't deserve Michael at all"

Connie!

Before one of the girls turned around I ran to one of the stalls and slammed it shut behind me.

"fuck, fuck, fuck" I whispered. "Fuck I'm in deep shit" I heard some of the other girls start to whisper to one an other. "Hey, who ever is in the stall get out before we make you!" I gulped.

"O-okay, just a second" I stuttered. I put my bangs over my face and tried to calm myself down. "Get out!" another random girl screamed.

I undid the lock on the stall door and walked out with my head down.

"What the fucks wrong with your hair!"

This was not going to end well, I knew it.

"HEY!" Someone screeched. I froze by the door. "YOU, YOU'R THE WHORE WHO KISSED MY BOTFRIEND!" Uh oh.

"Ahh!" I toppled to the floor screaming in pain. Someone had kicked the back of my knee. "I'm going to kill you, you whore!"

The group of girls formed a circle around my writhing body and started kicking me everywhere.

"Please, stop" I managed to choke out. "I don't think so you dirty bitch!" Connie screamed kicking me right in the face. All I could do was moan. I felt like shit.

"Get your cell phones out girls" I whimpered. "Ahh!" I screeched when someone kicked me in the gut. I saw blood start to poor along all of the tiles of the bathroom. "Eww! There's blood on my heels! Lets get out of here" Some bimbo whined.

I heard the sounds of about twenty high heels clicking on the ground then the door slamming shut. "Help" I whimpered. But I knew that nobody could hear me.

So this is how I'm going to die? Being beaten to death by a psychopathic ex-girlfriend? Never be able to get married, have children… die young?

Okay Dorothy. Just try to sit up, maybe you can get out of the bathroom and find help.

I reached my arms back and tried to push up my torso. "Erg!" I breathed falling painfully back onto the blood pooled tiles. There were about a million things running through my mind right now.

"O my goodness! Dorothy! Emmett call Carlisle then help me pick her up!" A musical feminine voice yelled. Did she say Emmett? As in Emmett Cullen? I tried to open my eyes but everything was going black and couldn't feel my body anymore.

"Dorothy! Can you hear me! Stay awake were going to help you! Do you know who I am! Its Alice. Alice Cullen. Were going to get you help okay."

I wanted to respond to her but I just didn't have the strength to move my mouth. I felt two extremely cold arms wrap around my body and lift me up. "Ahh!"

A horrible blood curling screech echoed in the washroom. Moments later I realised that it had come from me.

I peered one of my eyes half open and say the Emmett Cullen carrying me bridal style, and we were in the parking lot of the school.

"Where are we going?" My voice sounded like someone speaking in the middle of vomiting. It was so hard to keep my eye opened. "To the hospital" The feminine, musical voice answered me. Her voice seemed so calm.

My half opened eye shut and I let out a huff of breath. My other eye was probably so puffed up. Oh God! I must look hideous! I finally got my good-ish eye to peer open and saw Emmett smiling at me. "You should go to sleep, kid. You need the, err. Beauty sleep?"

I heard a loud whacking sound. "Ow! Dammitt Alice!" I let out a breathy chuckle. Alice opened the door to a shiny silver car and motioned for Emmett to, I guess, put me in.

"Um, Alice? Don't you think that Eddie boy will get pissed about the blood, and smell?" Just kill me now!

"Who the fuck cares about him right now Emmett! Get her in the car! Now!" Emmett muttered a quiet 'yikes' and gently laid me down in the back seat. I heard car doors shutting and the quiet purr of the engine turning on.

Everything was starting to go black again. All I could think about right now was, Why am I trusting these people? Wouldn't the police have shown up about this and I would have been in an ambulance by now?

Then my favourite song started playing on the radio. "Can you turn this up?" I croaked.

"Sure thing little sis" Emmett said cheerfully. My eyes widened. Little sis? Before I could over think things my mind fell into a what felt like a forced sleep.