Okay, not my favorite chapter... Didn't love writing it. It is more of a necessary one, it is building up to some nice and dramatic stuff! The reviews have been great, so keep it up, thanks guys!

Battle at Bastille-- Chapter 3

If it wasn't bad enough to have the biggest prick in the century be my partner for my semester long project, I had to still deal with the actual project itself. Being a history buff and spending my whole life researching the troublesome and toilsome times in Europe, I did not expect this class to be this difficult. I had even spent a semester in France when I was a senior in high school, and yet, still… I was struggling.

However, if I was struggling Edward made no mention or sign that he was having any difficulty at all. So if that is how he was going to play it so was I. It was time to put my big girl boots on.

Since we realized day one that we were not in the least bit compatible we decided to split the project in half, and then in December before it was due, smash it all together and make it pretty. If we had to deal with each other, then we could at least wait 4 months.

"Edward, I think that at the end of each week we should discuss the progress that we are making in our project, just to make sure that we are staying on top of things."

"I agree, I don't want you to slack off and then expect me to play catch up at the end of the semester."

"Trust me Edward, it wasn't me that I was worried about… (I hissed arrogant prick under my breath)"

"EXCUSE ME?"

"Oh, you heard that? Well I guess what they say is true… the truth does hurt."

I quickly got up, brushed my hair behind my ear and left the classroom. I didn't have to listen to him. Just 4 more months, and limited conversation about France… I could do this. He would not get the best of me. If he wanted a battle, I would give him one. And if history thought that the Bastille Day was epic, they had another thing coming… called the annihilation of Edward Cullen Day.

EPOV

Ok how was I going to do this? I don't think that I can literally stand to be in the same room as her for 4 more months. Every time I see her, I literally have the compulsion to attack her.

She wanted to play check up… fine. She obviously had very low standards when it came to me not only socially, but academically as well. I had never struggled so much to do a project with someone. In high school people would pay money to be my partner. Everyone knew how brilliant I was, and how hardworking and determined I was. Then my brain stopped…

This wasn't healthy. Why was she getting to me? No one ever got to me… It must be because she thinks she is something, when the world knows she is nothing.

Now, in order to keep in my usual calculating, manipulative ways, I must find her weak point and then destroy her. Everyone needed to see Bella fall. And fall hard. And I was going to be the one who made sure that her pedestal was decimated.

(ring, ring)

"Hello?"

"Oh Edward dear, don't sound surprised, I'm sure that nifty little phone of yours has caller idea. Now answer the phone again with the correct manners in which you were raised…"

"Hello mother of all mothers, reason for waking up and reason for the sun setting…"

"Much better dear. Now I am calling to invite you to dinner this weekend. Not really an invitation, considering your attendance is mandatory. Be at the house by 5. Dress nicely. "

"Oh… about that, I don't know if I can make it. I have this really hard French Revolution Project that I need to work on. My entire grade is dependent on it, and you know how Larch is."

"Darling, its okay. I already called him! He assured me that the project isn't due until December… So nice try. See you at dinner at 5!

I hung up. My mother was always 10 steps in front of me. Oh well, dinner with the family couldn't be that bad. Plus maybe it would be nice to see Carlisle. I had inherited all of my "evil and manipulative" ways from him. Perhaps he could inspire me for my next project—Bella.

BPOV

"Bella, what are you wearing to Aunt Esme's house?"

"Alice, that is 2 days away, I don't even know what I am having for dinner tonight let alone what I will be wearing in two days."

"Good! I think that we should go shopping, believe me you want to dress accordingly when attending an Esme and Carlisle Cullen dinner party."

"Alice, we are going to dinner, not the fucking Governor's Ball. I am sure that nice slacks and a dress shirt will suffice."

"ARE YOU CRAZY?" Alice was red faced and gasping for air, I had never seen her act so crazy about dressing up, especially for a dinner with family.

"Alice, breathe"

"In… Out… In…. Out… Okay Bella, now that my breathing is under control I need to explain something to you. Esme and Carlisle are VERY old fashioned. If you walked into their house wearing pants… Well, to be honest I don't even want to know what could happen."

"Alice, as women we do have rights. It is actually pretty awesome that we can vote now, and work with somewhat equal wages… I'm sure that wearing pants won't completely shell shock them…" I had no idea that my inner feminist had been awakened. What kind of family was this? Emmett must have been the red headed step child… he never acted high and mighty like his brother.

"Fine Bella, if that is what you want to do… do it. But I won't help save you once Esme starts screaming or shrieking… good luck!"

To be honest, I couldn't wait until Saturday. This was going to be awesome. I loved being right, and if that meant that Alice was going to be totally humiliated by my awesomeness, then so be it!

Okay, what do you guys think is going to happen at the dinner party? Let me know! Reviews are great XD... Also, I am in NY/MA so updates may be far and few in between until I get back July 9th.