"Nice of you to join us Ms. Swan, you too Mr. Cullen" he eyed us suspiciously, "and why would you be coming late to my class?"
Oh shit.
"Uh—uh, "I stammered. Please don't blush please don't blush. My eyes shot to Edward, pleading with him with my eyes to help me. He stared at me innocently widening his eyes. I narrowed my eyes slightly and watched as his pink lips twitched up into a small smile.
I scowled. He's enjoying this.
My eyes scanned the crowd. They were watching me and Edward suspiciously, and my stammering was only making it worse.
"Um—err, I was just showing him where the male restrooms were Mr. Bertie, but Edward her" I turned my torso towards Edward and gestured with my hands, "asked me to show him where the restrooms were and he err…" come on Bella! Think Bella think! "—he took quite a while" I blurted out. Ha. Take that Mr. Innocent. "Right Edward?" I turned and smiled sweetly at him batting my eyelashes.
He looked at me stunned for a moment but shook his head like he was in a daze or something. I noticed when my words finally registered in Edward's brain for his face looked mortified but changed quickly into anger.
Gasps and snickers filled the classroom and I grinned triumphantly. Yes, me Bella Swan launched my missile right on target. Bella 1. Edward 0. His cheeks were tinged with pink and I couldn't help but feel a little surprised that he was blushing. He returned my gaze and his eyes narrowed into slits, glaring at me.
Oh no! he's mad. Oh god oh god! This is not going to end well. For me. My heart rate picked up and was now thundering in my chest. His icy gaze melted and he smirked.
"I'm sorry Mr. Bertie but on the way, me and Bella here got a little…distracted" he trailed of suggestively. I felt my jaw drop and my face heat. His eyes glinted wickedly, enjoying my embarrassment, probably even reveling in it. My mouth opened and closed as I struggled for a come -back or to rebut his statement. But I failed. Bella 1 Edward 1.
Cat calls and hoots from the boys interrupted me from mentally trying to make a whole appear in the floor. I looked up and saw the glares from the girls and glares from Mike's puppy clique. No wait, those glares were directed at Edward. Hmm, this could get interesting.
The hoots and cat calls only assisted in deepening my blush.
"Okay, alright. That's enough kids" thank you Mr. Bertie! I relaxed and my stiff posture eased a bit until he said, "Ms. Swan and Mr. Cullen take your seats and I'll see you after class." My eyes widened and my shoulders slumped while I trudged to my seat. Figures his first day here he'd get me in trouble.
"Mr. Cullen, take the empty seat next to Ms. Swan." I scanned the room for other empty seats to suggest to Mr. Bertie for Edward to take, but there were none. I groaned. I really didn't want to sit next to Edward right now, after he insinuated to the entire class that we hooked up. Ugh!
Okay fine, we kind of did, but not really. There is a difference. You know what I mean right?
He sauntered, yea that's right, he actually sauntered over to the seat next to me, looking like the smug bastard that he is. Scraping the chair against the linoleum before plopping down into his seat noiselessly he looked straight ahead without sparing me a glance.
My glare bore holes into the side of his head. Unfortunately, my eyes betrayed me, and I could feel my gaze soften while they raked over his perfect features again and again. I was transported back to our little…incident in the hall way. Just thinking about it caused heat to surge through my whole body. Electricity passed between us long and strong.
He must have felt it too because he turned his lust filled eyes to mine. Holy shit! That gaze went straight to my… um "lady bits". I mentally whispered and internally cringed at my language. But my mental cringe was soon forgotten when his tongue darted out and ran along his plump bottom lip slowly.
A shiver went down my spine and I began to rub my thighs together seeking friction. I heard someone calling my name in the back ground but I couldn't care less, that's until Mr. Bertie used his meter rule and slammed it against Edward's and I lab table jolting me to my senses.
"Ms. Swan!" Mr. Bertie glowered.
"Um… err—yes Mr. Bertie?" I stammered.
"What is the answer?"
I mentally cursed my traitor eyes, along with Edward. He was going to be the death of me. I took a deep breath and steadied myself.
"I'm sorry Mr. Bertie. Can you please repeat the question?" I stared into his eyes and widened mine, going for the innocent look. His eyes softened but his mouth was still sent into an angry scowl.
"Take a look at the board and tell me the name of the diagram I drew" my eyes flickered to the board briefly.
"Oh, that's the Krebs Cycle" I told him confidently. He nodded looking appeased. I let out a big breath. Phew, that was close. No more looking at Edward for me. For the rest of the class I kept my eyes trained on the teacher, but all of that was for naught because dear old Edward over there, reached over and put his hand on my knee.
I gasped, shocked and tried to pry his hand away. He wouldn't budge. So I sat stiffly in my seat, while he made small circles on my knee. I got really nervous when he started to travel up my thigh. Thankfully, he stopped mid thigh, unfortunately, he didn't stop those irritatingly good circles that was sending goose bumps up my arms.
The bell rang. Finally! I was about to head out when Edward stopped me and reminded me that Mr. Bertie wanted to see us after class. I frowned remembering and sat back down in my seat. Edward looked away from me when Mr. Bertie instructed us to approach his desk.
He eyed us suspiciously for a moment, never taking his eyes off the both of us. Jeez, why does he have to be all creepy about this.
"You guys are going to be partners for the rest of the school year, and coming late to my class is not a good impression to make" he said point blank. "However, if you kids have a problem being lab partners tell me now so I can make the changes. I'm sure Mike won't mind pairing up with Bella-" I looked at him mortified beyond belief " and Lauren wouldn't mind accompanying you Mr. Cullen as your lab partner"
I looked over at Edward and he looked… nervous?
"No no Mr. Bertie. I don't have a problem with Edward being my partner unless…" I trailed off looking at Edward giving him a chance to object if he wanted too.
"No, that's find Mr. Bertie. I don't want to switch partners" he spoke up. My inner goddess let out a sigh of relief and put up a "Do not disturb" sign. Ah, if I only were that lucky.
"Okay, then that's it. I'm letting you kids off with a warning. Do not enter my class late again"
"Yes Mr. Bertie" we said at the same time and made a hasty exit.
"What class do you have next?"
"Gym" I grumbled.
"Okay." He said nonchalantly setting his pace to match my own.
"I'm guessing you have gym also." I stated curtly not yet forgiving him for suggesting something that private to the class.
"Yes." He looked at me worriedly. "Did I do something wrong?" he asked quietly.
Did he do something wrong? Did he do something wrong? I halted abruptly and stared at him incredulously, before huffing and walking away, picking up my pace.
"I guess I did" he grumbled.
"Ugh!"
"Bella wait—I'm"
I dashed into the girls' locker room and got ready. Dragging on the school's required gym attire, which consisted of black shorts and a white t-shirt with the FHS logo on it, which in fact, was a tree. I rolled my eyes.
Tugging on the short black gym shorts I realized I must have put on some extra weight over the summer, because right now I looked like I worked at hooters. Dear god, why did all those delectable French fries have to go to my ass! I'm surprised I didn't knock anyone out with this thing.
Sigh, I guess it wasn't that bad. At least I have an ass rather than a barely there one. I quite enjoyed having an ass, I mean, who would want a scrubbing board for an ass? Maybe Edward's an ass guy. I was dragged into another fantasy of him grabbing my ass while I wrapped my legs around his torso-snap out of it Bella! You're mad at him!
I shook my head and tried to gather my muddled thoughts as I exited the gym.
"Baby sis!" my brother, Emmett boomed. Oh god, I groaned. Why did he have to be popular and loud? His massive frame skipped towards me, yes, I did say skip. He could do anything and the next day everyone else would be doing it.
I remember I coaxed him into letting me cut his hair for a change, using the full force of my puppy dog eyes on him and he relented. Hair dresser is out of my future career choices. I was so horrible I left him with a jagged square to the front of his head. In an attempt to correct it, I used shear garden scissors to straighten it. Unfortunately, I got carried away and left him with patches all over.
He bounded towards the mirror. Next thing I heard was a very shrill unmanly shriek coming from the bathroom. I cringed. He rushed down the steps looking for me, and saw me curled up in a corner crying my eyes out. He walked towards me and I cringed, fearing his wrath.
"It's alright bells, I'm sorry. We can get it fixed! It's okay! Just don't cry!" he begged. I sniffled and hugged him.
"I'm sorry Em"
"It's okay kiddo. It's not that bad"
I stared at him incredulously and we both dissolved into laughter at the same time. Anyway, the point is, dad took us to a barber and Emmett went for the cue ball look and a goat-t. The day after we returned to school, almost everyone sported a shined cue ball look, and the whole school smelt like baby oil. Yes, they waxed on baby oil on their heads.
I'm said to say, even the geeks did it and they ended up looking like a Dr. Evil clone from Austen Powers only with huge thick glasses.
A chuckle escaped my lips. "What's so funny baby sis?"
"I was just remembering the time when I wanted to be a hairdresser"
He scowled and then began to chuckle along with me. "Any way shrimp" now it was my turn to scowl "any of these dicks gave you a hard time?"
I blushed. I knew what he meant, but I couldn't stop my mind from going back to the cafeteria and the hallway AND the classroom. Yes Em, I thought darkly, it was hard alright.
"Err, no Em. I'm cool" I shrugged nonchalantly successfully closing that topic. He eyed me suspiciously.
"Okay Bells, tell dad I'm going over to Rosalie's house first thing after practice is over"
"Sure thing Em." He ruffled my hair and jogged back to his side of the gym.
Ugh, why did he always go for the hair? I turned on my heel and headed for the stands. Just as I sat down, the whole gym went quiet. I mean really, it was kind of…eerie but the setting was just right. The gym doors opened and shut with a bang as Edward strolled in like he owned the place.
It was like slow motion as I watched the muscles in his legs extend and flex, the muscle in his arm flexed and tensed as he ran it through his soft bronze oh so luscious hair, making it look more like he just got out of bed. His piercing green eyes scoped through the crowd and then landed on my wide brown eyes.
His jaw set and he made a bee line towards me. Oh shit, oh shit. My heart was hammering in my chest. Dear god, if this continues I'm sure I'll get a stroke by the time the school bell rings. I swear I saw the girl swoon, and one of the geeks faint into a heap. Lauren and Jessica actually smirked and pushed out their chests. Ugh! He's mine bitch. I screamed.
Wow, from since when did I get so possessive? He's not mine I want him to be but, maybe he doesn't want to be. I felt my face drop and I lowered my eyes. Why would he want to be with me when all these bimbos would gladly drop down into his lap without any hesitation? Sluts! I glared in their direction.
I was so preoccupied with insulting them in my mind I didn't hair Edward when he sat down next to me. I startled.
"What?" he asked innocently. I narrowed my eyes.
"You know what!" I accused.
"No, I don't"
I was just about to open my mouth when the gym instructor told us that he had to go to a meeting. Good, I was not in the mood to get a detention slip.
"Bella"
I turned my back to him, and decided to give him the silent treatment.
"Fine" he huffed and walked away from me. He walked away from me. To say I was shocked was an understatement. I was furious. Where the hell did he think he was going? Walking away from me like I did something wrong. I glared at his back, my eyes narrowed into slits. To anyone watching me they'd think I was squinting or had eye problems. I'm sure I looked ridiculous.
Knock out my teeth, give me wrinkles and call me grandma. That's how I looked. I gasped. He. Wouldn't. Dare! I thought menacingly. There he was, sauntering over to the gossip trio: Jessica, Lauren and Tanya.
He whipped his head around and glared. I was fuming. Edward sat between the bimbo twins: Lauren and Tanya, taking Jessica's seat. She stood right in front of him. They began to giggle and bat their eyelashes flirtatiously. When Tanya reached her hand out to touch his cheek I snapped.
I was an enraged bull, and the bitch trio was the red flag. I stomped down the stand benches huffing and puffing. My eye twitched. Please god, don't tell me I'm developing a twitch! The thought ran through the back of my mind.
I finally reached the bimbo trio and tapped Jessica on the shoulder, using my finger nail to send small jolts of pain through her shoulder.
"Ow!" she squeaked. She turned around sharply, looking surprised for a moment before glaring at me.
"What do you want Swan?" she sneered.
"Move" I growled and narrowed my eyes. She looked taken a- back for a moment before she composed herself.
"No Swan." She retorted "you don't belong over here Swan."
"Please" I snorted "like I would willingly want to join your voodoo clan! Just get out of my way"
"No" she said finally. Well, as my big bro always said, if they give you grief, then make them see stars. Of course I didn't do such a thing. What do you take me for? I pushed that Barbie wanna- be to the side and stepped forward, placing myself directly in front of Edward.
"Hey!" wanna-be Barbie protested. But I ignored her.
I glared and set my jaw. He glared back.
"Get the hell up" I ordered him. He set his jaw and got up. Yay! Bella 2 Edward 1. He stepped forward, his body inches from mine, "What do you want Swan?" he sneered. Oh, it's going to be like that. I looked around the gym and realized we had an audience. Emmett caught my eye and started to approach me and Edward's private quarrel. Well, not private anymore.
I shook my head slightly. He nodded and backed off a little, giving me a look as if to say "I'll punch him out if he hurts you" I nodded.
Taking a deep breath, I closed the small distance between Edward and I pressing my chest into his. I stood on my tip toes and used my finger tips to trace patterns up his muscled chest and arms, looking straight into his emerald green eyes. His glare faltered. Yes! Its working I cheered.
Bringing it up a notch, I dragged my lips across his jaw line all the way to his ear and lightly kissed his pulse point. He shuddered and I smiled against his neck wrapping my hands around it. Tangling my fingers into his hair and pulled lightly. He groaned and wrapped his hands around my waist, holding me tightly.
Dragging my lips back across his jaw line I kissed to the corner of his mouth. I heard a sharp intake of breath. My breathing was erratic now and my pulse was… fast. I kissed him softly full on the lips. Oh god. It was how I imagined. His lips were so soft.
I pulled back slightly and he followed but I stopped him.
"Edward" I purred.
"Yes Bella?" he asked huskily.
"Why don't you tell all these nice people who you belong to?" I said in the most sexy voice I could muster.
"I'm hers" he whispered.
"Now now Edward" I chastised "you can do better than that."
"I'm hers, I'm hers" He said louder.
My eyes flickered to the shocked and furious faces of the girls and I smirked. Take that.
"Edward, why don't you show them who you belong to?" I pressed. One of his hands moved from my waist and travelled up to his neck pulling out the chain from underneath his white gym shirt. The letters I M S sprang free.
People leaned forward trying to get a better look at the necklace.
"Now Edward" I implored "what do those initials stand for? Say it loud"
"Isabella Marie Swan" shocked gasps echoed through-out the gym. I couldn't help but smile. Reveling in my new found confidence I asked, "And who's that Edward?"
"You."
"That's right Edward" I leaned forward and he crashed his lips to mine knocking me off balance a little by the force of the kiss. But I wasn't complaining, I matched his passion in no time and we were practically mauling each other. His hand ran down my back to my waist and he grasped my hips tightly, pulling me hard against him. I really don't know what he was trying to do, because there was no more space for me to close. It's like he wanted to crawl inside of me.
I moaned quietly at the sensation, and that urged him on. He ran his hand down my butt and lifted me off the ground. I automatically wrapped my legs around his waist, crossing them together behind his back. He growled.
Holy shit, Edward growled… again! I moaned and licked the bottom of his plump lip, asking for entrance. He complied immediately and our tongues were battling for dominance.
First French kiss? Check.
"Ahem" somebody cleared their throat breaking me out of the heated make out session with Edward Cullen.
First make out session? Check. Make that: First PUBLIC make out session. Check.
Tapping me on the shoulder, I growled in irritation and turned my head sharply to the person who dared interrupt me. What I saw shocked me.
"Swan, Cullen Principles Office. NOW!"
Shit! This is not my day.
Author's Note
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