AN: So, chapter 3! Well, 2 or 3 whatever you prefer.
BPOV:
Once Rose and I get into the car and are on the main rode, the conversation starts.
"Oh my God, what was with all the damn tension in there? You could literally feel in in the air," she says as she pretends to feel something in the air.
"Well, my mom saw me standing around with Tyler the other day after my best friend," I turn my head to glare at her, "just had to go and leave me to go with her boyfriend. Then, she goes and tells my dad." I conclude.
"Ahhh, say no more," she responds. "So, you are pissed because you aren't allowed to hang out with Tyler anymore?" She asks with a confused look.
"Yes, well, no. I don't know." I groan. "I couldn't give a shit less if I ever talk to him again. It's the prospect that my parents forbid me to associate with him."
"Oh, alright. I get it." She nods.
Once I turn the radio on, we settle into a comfortable silence. We are at the tiny Starbucks within five minutes.
"Hey, I'm paying today." Rose stated.
"Rose, you don't have to do that. I am quite…" I started to refuse, but she cut me off.
"Bella, I'm paying," she demanded. "Just remember, you owe me one."
Oh, hell no. I know what that meant.
"No no no." I grab her arm before we walk into the coffee shop. "I'm not going to go out with one of Emmett's friends or something because you bought me coffee. I'll just buy you something at the mall later."
"Fine, pay for your own damn coffee. I'm just trying to help." She starts walking again, but I grab her arm.
"Rose, you know I appreciate you trying to set me up, but I've told you that I"m not trying to date right now." I said. "Plus, do you think Charlie and Renee would let me date right now?"
"No," she sighs in defeat.
"I'm just trying to appease them until you and me go to NYU and get out of here. If that happens, and I say if because you know my dad, he may try to set me up at another college, you can set me up with whomever you wish." I promise.
"Seriously?" I nod. "Hell yeah! I'm holding you to that."
"Alright. Now, let's get some coffee."
We link arms and walk into the coffee shop. Once we are inside, we hear a high pitched, obnoxiously peppy voice call our names.
"Rose! Bella!" Lauren Mallory calls from behind the counter.
Yep, she dropped out of high school and decided to work at Starbucks when she got pregnant from a thirty-five year old guy who left and went back to God knows where.
Her life was a very cheesy tale.
"Did bitch just call me Rose?" Rose mumbles.
I laugh. "She's making our coffee, be nice." Really, we both hated her. "She might spit in our coffee or something."
Rose smiles.
"Okay, Lauren," I sigh. "We need one Iced Mocha and one…" I trail off for Rose to order.
"Peppermint Mocha Frappuccino." She orders right away.
Lauren opens her mouth, I'm assuming to tell Rose how many calories are in the drink, but wisely doesn't. She knows Rose is one of the fittest people in our little town.
"$9.74," she mumbles.
I pull out a five and Rose hands me her five. "Keep the change." I smile, because I need to be nice. I place the money on the counter and we wait for our drinks.
While we wait, Mrs. Anderson, the woman who runs the activities center at church, walks up to Rose and me.
"Hello Isabella, Rosalie." She smiles.
"Hey, Mrs. Anderson." Rose and I mumble in unison.
"Isabella, I'm assuming you will be at the play on Friday to help set up and watch the children?" She smirks, remembering that I have already told her I won't be there.
"Umm, no ma'am. Remember, I told you that I am doing something with friends." I remind through clenched teeth.
"Oh, well does your father know?" She asks, obviously trying not to sneer.
"No ma'am. I haven't informed him yet."
"Oh, don't worry about it. I'll tell him later at the meeting." She knows that my father would never let me skip out on something like this. She walks over to a table and sits with a group of clones.
I look over at Rose and she shakes her head, begging me not to change my mind. We have an argument for a while through our looks, but I cut it off to reply to the witch.
"Mrs. Anderson," I call out, fighting the hands trying to cover my mouth. She looks over at me and raises one of her to thin eyebrows. "I'll be there."
"Excellent." She smirks.
"Rosalie, Bella, your drinks are ready." Lauren calls. Rose groans and we get up, take our drinks and walk out of the shop.
"Bella," Rosalie groans.
"Unlock the damn car," I whisper yell, not wanting anyone to hear me cussing. She does as I say and we slip inside.
"You're seriously not going to come to the party? You haven't been to one in forever and I don't want to go alone." She whines.
I sigh. "You know my dad would kill me if I missed this, and you'll have Emmett."
We pull out onto the road and she starts speeding to school. "He's the reason you have to come! Odds are, he's going to get drunk and a drunk Emmett is a handful." she tries to reason. "I need your help!"
"Rose, I can't go and that's final. Let's just stop talking about it." I state, not wanting to talk about the impossible anymore.
Hearing the tone in my voice, she drops it. In a few minutes, we are at school with three minutes to spare. We rush inside and go to our first class.
First period comes and goes with no event. Same teacher lecturing about the same thing. The same goes for second period.
Halfway through third period, there is a roar of a motorcycle engine outside the window. I look over and see a helmet being taken off of a head of copper, yeah I said copper, hair.
Holy shit.
He must have something wrong with his personality because his body was flawless. Well, what small amount was not covered in black and leather. He had the most eloquent green eyes, a jaw line that could cut glass, and was about six feet tall.
His bike wasn't bad either.
"Miss Swan," my teacher called.
My head snapped forward. Along with Mr. Barnes, the whole class has turned their heads to me. "Yes, sir?"
"Why is your notebook blank?" He glared.
I looked up at the whiteboard and realized it was full of notes, and not one of them was written down in my notebook.
"I'm sorry, sir. I spaced out there for a moment. I'll pay attention." I apologized as I started to quickly write the notes down.
He nodded, pleased with my excuse and apology.
The rest of the class passed with, sadly, no other interruptions. Once the bell rang, I was out of my seat and the classroom faster than I thought possible. I unlocked my locker, threw my books in, and rushed to the lunchroom.
Seeing as I'm the first one to our lunch table, I sit and take out my phone, waiting for the others.
A message from my dad is displayed across the screen.
Dad – You need to come to the church right after school.
Bella – I can't, Dad. I promised Rose I would hang out with her.
I send the text and close off the app. Not wanting to put my phone down and look awkward, I decide to scroll through Pintrest.
Not a minute later, the rest of the group walks up and takes their usual seat. Rose beside me, Emmett beside her, then Alice, Jasper, Mike and Jess.
"Bella Boo!" Emmett smiles as he basically jogs over and hugs me around the neck.
"Babe, be careful. You're going to choke poor Bella." Rose laughs as she playfully slaps Emmett on the back.
"Sorry, Bell." He chuckles, sitting beside Rose.
The group falls into an easy conversation as we always do. Right as I'm about to say something to Alice, I feel my phone vibrate and pick it up off of the table.
Dad – Fine. Be home no later than 11:00. Do not make plans for the next two days after school. You will be at the church.
Bella – Yes, sir.
"Shit," I mutter under my breath, hoping no one heard it.
Of course, I was wrong.
Rose turns her head toward me, dropping the conversation with Emmett. Emmett pokes her on the arm, making both me and her laugh. She puts up her hand, signaling for him to wait.
"Bella, what's wrong?" She asks.
"I can't go to the bonfire tomorrow." I sigh.
"Excuse my language, but fucking really? Seriously? You can't go to the party, and now you can't even come to a damn bonfire with your friends?" She rants.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Alice asks.
"Yeah, what are you so fired up about?" Jess adds.
"Bella's dad won't let her come to the bonfire tomorrow night." Rose sighs, slightly calmer since Emmett put his hand on her back.
"Crap, really?" Mike groans.
"It won't be the same without you, Bella." Rose complains.
"I'm sorry, guys." I apologize, slumping in my seat.
"It's not your fault, Bells." Jasper says. "Your dad is just kind of over controlling."
"Ha," I laugh sarcastically. "You're telling me."
We all are quiet, and it starts to get slightly awkward. Plus, I feel bad for ruining everyone's happiness.
"Listen, guys," I say to get their attention. "I guess I can try to talk my dad into letting me go, but I can't be for sure."
"Yeah," Alice perks up. "You can tell him you have to come over to study. Tell him we are having a study group thing at my house."
"I would kind of feel bad for lying, though." I admit.
"Oh!" Jess squeaks. "Then tell him this. Tell him you are going to have a study group and then a bonfire afterwards."
"That wouldn't exactly be lying, I guess." I sigh.
"There we go!" Emmett cheers.
We all laugh and go up to get something small to eat, since lunch is almost over anyway.
AN: I'm sorry it left off at such an awkward spot, and it's not a very good quality chapter, but I thought I'd try to get another chapter out before Christmas.
Since I updated, I won't be active at all until after Christmas and New Years. It may be a week or two into January before I even post on my profile.
So, Merry Early Christmas!