ALL TWILIGHT CHARACTERS BELONG TO STEPHANIE MEYER.

BELLA'S POV

I walked into the library and there he was, sitting in a chair with his legs propped up against the table in front of him, and HOLY SHIT IS HE HOT! His bronze hair seemed to be in a complete mess, but still manage to look sexy, and his emerald green eyes stared up at the ceiling.

I closed the door behind me and his eyes darted to me for about a second, then returned to the ceiling.

I walked over to the table farthest away from, sat down, then pulled out my journal and began to write.

Roses are red, Violets are blue, I hope you are dead, cause I hate you.

Just then the door opened and a high pitched voice squealed, "BELLA!" Both his and my own head shot towards the door, "Alice, could you please shut the hell up, I just want to sleep through this entire detention." Woah, sexy voice. "Sorry Eddie!" She giggled and he rolled his eyes at her.

Alice skipped over to where I was sitting and sat down next to me. "So Bella, what do you think that bitch of a librarian is going to make us do today?" "Who, what?" Just then the librarian walked in, and she looked old… like REALLY old, "Welcome to detention kids, Mr. Masen, always a pleasure to see you," he gave her a salute and I giggled into my hand, "Now kids, you know the drill, tell me why you're in here, Mr. Masen?" "Swearing in class, and I'm damn proud of it." "So it would appear, Ms. Brandon?" Alice Brandon, so that's her name, "Texting in class." "Okay, Ms. …um." "Swan, and swearing in class." "Well then, you and Mr. Masen have quite a lot in common then." I looked over at Edward to find him looking at me. Once he noticed that I was looking at him he gave me a quick smile, and I turned my head away quickly, blushing profoundly, though I couldn't help but smile a little. "Well kids, today you are going to be dusting off the shelves," she set a container of wet wipes down on the table, "Have fun."

Then she left. "We should totally go to the movies tonight Bella!" "Sorry Alice, I have to go clothes shopping, we are still settling in. I really wish that we could though, cause I hate shopping." She gasped, "You hate shopping! What kind of a girl are you?! Never mind, that's okay I guess, maybe this weekend. Give me your phone, I'll put my number in and you can give me a text when you wanna hang out." "Can I call you instead?" "Haha! Girl you are too funny!"