When I finally got out of the bath I found a note of my bed saying
Hat,
Pajama party in my room, now!
Alice x
I smiled and got changed into my new silk pajamas. I put my hair up into a sloppy pony tail and went next door. I knocked but it flung open and the music blared out. Wow. Good, solid, soundproof walls. That's something that might some in handy.
Rose was wearing red silky shorts and tank top, Alice was in the same pajamas I was, but in blue and I was in lilac. I was pulled in and pushed down, onto the bed.
"Okay, first things first, Mani Pedi cure." Alice squealed. Rose started on my hands and when she was finished they were shiny. Really shiny. Alice made my toenails a shocking blood red colour, and it was just darker than bimbo red, as I call it, so I approved. She then decided that gossip was the order of the night and so she dished the dirt on a school slut, two actually. Yup. You got them – Lauren Mallory and Jessica Stanley. All night they were bitching about them. I wonder if they're gonna give me hassle.
When Alice 'went to the bathroom' – their pretenses were really good – I asked Rosalie for something I had always envied her on.
"Hey Rose?"
"Yeah Hat" she said flipping a magazine.
"I was wondering if you could, give me attitude. I want to be able to stand up for myself if I need to, and I'd rather do it with words then violence" I asked fumbling with my fingers. She smiled and stood me up.
"Okay, first it's about the posture you hold your self with. If you look tough, then people will think you are and not bother you." She said excited. Alice came and joined her correcting my posture.
"Next it's the attitude with your words. Don't be afraid to insult them first. And always have some good come backs ready." She said.
"What would you suggest" I asked confidently.
"Well always inject your voice with venom and use phrases like bimbo, plastic, whore, all the usual, but personalize it to fit around that one person." I nodded. I understood all of this and felt ready if someone started on my, and by the way Alice froze and then corrected Rose, I'm sure I needed it.
When it got to 11 o'clock, I decided that it was enough for one night. I lollopped back to my room and snuggled under the covers.
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Bounce, bounce, bounce
"Hatty! Hatty! Hatty..." this went on for 2 solid minuets before the covers were finally ripped of the bed.
"School time" Alice sang and she left. I dragged myself to the shower. I used my favourite tea and wild berry shampoo/conditioner and was officially ready to be Aliced. I wondered what style she'd give me. Badass, sexy, posh. Turned out it was a mix. I was in blue skinny jeans, black, knee high, shiny boots and a black top that had one long sleeve and one shoulder sleeve. It clung perfectly to my body. She also gave me a French plait and it showed the light side of my under hair, which had a slight auburn tint to it. Btw I have a dark brown hair. I was touched up with golden hoops and a black oasis bangle. Of course my belt was gold concentric circles, and I actually looked pretty good.
Rose gave me the attitude in boots walk and I went downstairs like that. I got a wolf whistle from Emmet and I blushed slightly. That got me a small slap on the arm from Rosalie.
"No blushes, that's for wimps. It's a wink and a walk away" she said and so I imitated her doing it. I winked at Emmet and strode out to the garage rolling my hips. The lads snickered and I had to as well. Since we couldn't all fit in the Volvo, Rosalie Alice and I took the Porsche. As predicted it ended up as a street race, which the Volvo won. Damn you Edward Antony Mason Cullen.
When we were 10 m from school, Alice stopped the car and told me to get out. I did because I've always been one for a dramatic entrance. They zoomed of and I went to the bottom of the parking lot. I stood at the bottom with one leg turned out and raised an eye brow at the school. The Cullen's purposely stopped and looked first then the school followed. I smiled my most alluring smile and walked confidently up to the reception. I couldn't believe I, plain and not good looking, was being watched by all of the school. Even the seniors were looking. I've never been popular, so this was new. It wasn't totally un- pleasant, but I vowed I wouldn't become a plastic.
I swung my arm while walking cockily to the reception to get my time table. I wasn't going to sit with the Cullen's today because I wanted to meet some people my age. Alice was totally cool with this. Also I would use them as my secret weapon if I ever needed to.
I walked into a small room with grey carpet and fold down chairs.
A died red, haired woman – Mrs. Cope – was looking at the computer.
"Hello dear, can I help you" she asked her eyes glinting with what be curiosity for gossip. No doubt she'd be texting every one when I left.
"Yes. Hatty Williams. I believe you're expecting me" I said and smiled. I made myself feel like a bitch, so it would come across that way. She swallowed hard, so I guess I got the fear factor. She handed me the timetable and I snatched it from her hands.
This was by far the best role I've ever played. I smiled almost condescendingly and strolled out of the office. Everyone, aside form the Cullen's, were waiting for me to exit. I looked down and smiled before raising my head up high and had a confident look on my face.
It felt good. Real good.
I looked to the map and timetable and found that my first lesson was in building four. I had a small amount of people following me and when I got to the hallway, I soon recognized Eric, Mike, Tyler, Ben, Angela, Lauren and Jessica. This would be fun.
I passed Lauren and Jessica gossiping before they stopped and stared at me, mouth open and everything. They soon began whispering again, and I couldn't believe how annoying Laurens voice really was. It was nasal crossed with pig squeaks and annoying laughter rolled into one.
The corridor was packed but they parted for me. I thought how cheesy is that, but I'll take it. I burst through the door of Chemistry and stood there – in the door way. I don't know where this confidence came from, but I'll grab it and hold onto it with both hands. I went up to the teacher, gave in a slip to be signed and made me introduce myself. I held my self like Rose suggested.
"I'm Hatty, and you lucky folks have me all the way from England." And I smiled, but it was more of my devil smile – my evil smile.
The teacher pointed out a seat and I took it. It was Katie Marshall from New Moon – I'd recognize her hair any where.
"Hi." She said and looked down to her hands.
"Hi" I replied warmly. She seemed eased, my entrance caused some tension.
"Katie. Katie Marshall" she said and held out her hand.
"Nice to meet you Katie, Katie Marshall. I'm Hatty, Hatty Williams" and I smiled. She seemed a nice girl. Good looking, which is no doubt why Lauren will want her to sit with themnext year. We made small conversation and she was easy to talk to.
"Ermm, did you want to sit with me and some friends at lunch?" she asked timidly. Was I so intimidating? The answer to that was plain on everyone's face.
Yes, yes I was.
I sighed "Who are these 'friends' of yours?" I asked using speech marks.
"Lauren Mallory, Junior, Jessica Stanley, Junior, Angela Webber, Mike Newton and Eric Yorkie all juniors also. But they become seniors after the fall, which is in two weeks time." Well duh! She said smug at the achievement of having 'Juniors' as friends. I internally grimaced.
"Sure, why not?" I asked cautiously.
"I think you'll really like Mike. I know I do. I- I mean he's just a good friend is all" she said and I raised my eyebrows saying 'you expect me to believe that'. Katie blushed and looked to her book. I couldn't believe she was already with those tarts. But school life can be cruel. If you're not in, then you're out.
After class I was walking out of class, when some cocky guy puts his hand on my waist. I took his hand and twisted it round. He squealed in pain.
"Right, listen here buddy. I don't like fella's I don't like, touching me. You got that?" and I walked off. He face was still contorted in pain. I'm guessing he's some player from my year. I went to my next lesson which was also with Katie. When lunch came around she was practically jumping to go. I still walked slowly. She got impatient to start with, but seeing the attention I got, she slowed down. I will keep my vow. I won't become plastic, but a little attention never hurt anyone.
We walked around the corner and through double doors into the biggest room I had ever seen. There were at least 40 tables, small and big and the windows looked out over the playing field – 'soccer pitch'. I saw the Cullen's already seated and they weren't looking at me – directly. I saw they were looking out the corner of their eyes.
I got some pasta and a coke from the dinner ladies and went and sat with Katie and her 'friends'.
Lauren looked at me, and she might as well have sneered at me. I saw the neck muscle in Edward neck tense, so he was obviously … I couldn't finish it. He might hear.
"Hi, I'm mike, and this is…" Mike started. He gave me all the names but I wasn't really interested. My family was the only thing I was concerned about, and when I'd hear the 'gossip' on them.
"What are you staring at?" Jessica asked already knowing, and then she giggled. "You're looking at the Cullen's" she laughed again. Lauren interrupted her here.
"Yeah. The Cullen's are freaks" she scorned. She got my defensive edge up, and I became sharp toned.
"Oh. And how do you work that out then?" was my reply, in a curt manner.
"Well look at them and you'll see why." She said again. Malice in her eyes.
"I'm looking, and all I see are five very good looking people. The best I've seen at this school" and she did not like that. I might have just called her fat. It had the same affect. Angela laughed quietly under her breath. I take it this was a first for Lauren.
"They're not popular. Not the Cullen's"
"I never said they were. I said they were gorgeous. The black haired pixie with her petit frame and glorious clothes. The Blonde haired girl, with an immaculate and volumptuous figure, and that hair! The blonde boy, with his stunning good looks and fab body. The muscle man with those arms. Can't resist a body builder me, especially with that delicious curly brown hair and …" I trailed off looking at Edward. I hung my mouth open and I saw him gently shaking with laughter. "And that Adonis, that Greek god with the bronze hair." I stuttered my breathing. I shook my head to look back at the table staring at me.
"What?" I said innocently, shrugging.
Jess replied "No, it's just everyone crushes on him. But don't waste your time, he doesn't date. Especially not freshmen" and Lauren laughed.
"Until now." I said teasing her.
She shook her head. "He won't" Jess spoke in a sour voice, I picked up on this.
"Well then that makes a case for sour grapes. When did he reject you Jess?" I asked with false sweetness.
She was gob smacked.
"He didn't reject me" she whisper yelled. An idea just popped into my head. It was the perfect come back for all the hurt she and Lauren have caused with there bitching. The Cullen's were laughing like mad.
I smiled impishly. "Then you don't mind going over there and asking to join them for lunch. There's still 40 minuets left. 40 minuets of non-reject chatter." I finished. Then I turned to Lauren.
"And if you're so popular then you can go and sit with them as well. After all" I used a baby voice now "no-one can say no to you"
She glared at me. "What do you know? You're a child"
"Well I know that you're not good enough to be with the Cullen's. And I know that they rejected the company of you and Jessica" and again I watched her fume. I was rather enjoying myself. There was adrenalin pumping and it felt good. Suddenly she shot up and she pulled up Jess with her. Bold as brass Lauren and Jess walked over to the Cullen's.
Please say no, please say no…I begged over and over in my head.
"May we join you for lunch?" they asked. Rosalie looked furious.
"No you may not" she growled. Both of them got evils from them and walked back bright red. I was wetting myself.
"Guys" I whispered to the rest of the table, before they got back "I don't mean to be like this, but I hate bitches who expect you to treat them like gods" all but Mike nodded in understanding. Katie just went along with the general vibe I think. Mike was possessive over Jessica, but don't think I haven't noticed him staring at little, old me.
"I didn't want to sit with them anyway" Lauren scowled, embarrassed.
"Sure you don't. See that's where we differ. I don't want people to kiss my feet and any ground I've walked on, and apparently the Cullen's don't either." And I began talking to Angela about what the freshman prom was like.(I have no idea :P)
"Well I'd like to see you do better" Jess glowered at me.
"Gladly" I replied and stood up with my food.
Please say yes, I want to show that plastic blonde, a thing or two.
I approached the table and asked confidently
"May I sit with you please?" Edward got up and pulled out a seat for me. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see Lauren and Jess (plastic one and two) shocked. They couldn't believe I could get this reaction out of them. I sat and Edward pushed my chair in. I smiled warmly, and so did the table. I turned my head and waved at the plastics. They were horrified.
"Thanks guys. I'm Hatty by the way" I made the last part louder and held out my hand.
"Emmet" and he shook it. It went clockwise around the table.
"Rosalie"
"Jasper"
"Alice"
"Edward" and he lightly kissed my knuckles. I blushed, but it helped because I looked over at the other table and they were bugging out of their heads. In fact so was the whole school. I winked at them and Edward winked at me. We were only siblings, but there's no reason we can't care for each other – no not in that way. Just brotherly and sisterly ways.
a/n
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