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Chapter Song- Chapter Song: A Place In This World by: Taylor Swift

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BPOV

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" Alright. This is what I want you kids to do. I'm going to leave the room, and you aren't going to be loud enough for me to hear you from outside the room. I have other stuff to do then watch you all sneak texts under your desks and other teenager stuff. I'll be back in two and a half hours."

Yeah, teachers at Forks High are really dedicated to making sure we are properly disciplined.

Honestly, I didn't want to spend my Friday after school - which I could be spending time at Angela's before the party at Ben's - in detention, but I was still paying the price for hitting Rosalie, and so was she two rows ahead. Filing her fucking nails, the sound annoyed me to absolutely no end.

Just as Mr. Warren was walking out of the room, the door suddenly opened and revealed Edward Masen. I wondered what the hell he did to get his ass in here today. Mr. Warren gave him a glare, but Edward just made his way back, walking towards me and took his seat in the chair next to mine, which was particularly close.

" You look nice today."

I looked down at myself. I had on a pair of three year old knee high leather boots, with a worn three inch heal, and even more worn leather, with a pair of skinny jeans tucked into them, a red t-shirt with a saying. Over it I had on a black pull over hoodie that dipped down in the front, which showed my red shirt. Instead of my usual satchel I just had a black leather tote.

My black eyeliner was extra thick today, and my hair pulled back in a messy bun with a few strands hanging in front of my face.

" Uh, thanks. You look nice yourself."

He had on a pair of skinny jeans, those flat black shoes, and as usual, a white v-neck t-shirt. Edward is super skinny, and his arms are long and super thin, and long piano fingers. He doesn't look creepy, but he is borderline Tim Burton Victor character, no joke.

But despite, I find myself wondering how it would feel to be wrapped up in those thin arms, and being held against his lean form. Feel his li-

" Are you okay? You're fucking staring at me like something is wrong."

I snapped out of it and looked back at my phone. " Sorry."

" Still in for Rosalie Hale?"

" Mhm, what about you?"

" Caught smoking on school grounds more than once."

I nodded, " Yeah, that's why I usually smoke in the car."

He shrugged and set his black messenger bag down on the ground, taking out his fancy Blackberry from his small pocket in those nice, tight jeans. He was driving me crazy, and this is only his first week here. And he also had no damn clue how much he was affecting me. One look in those eyes and I was basically a goner, or a look at him in general...

" It was fucking stupid. I don't like to smoke inside my car unless absolutely necessary."

I laughed under my breath, and he tossed a glance in my direction, raising one perfect eyebrow.

" One of those guys?"

" I don't want my fucking car to smell like the inside of a cigarette box. I actually value the people who bought that car for me enough to take care of it."

" I never said I didn't value my car."

" How can you value that thing? It's a hunk of metal."

Asshole.

" I'm done talking to you."

" Attitude... You seem to have a lot of it."

I sighed, " I don't appreciate you insulting my car. What you like and what I like are different, so what you think is ' a hunk of metal ', is something that I cherish because it has good years behind it. So, whatever. We all have opinions."

I continued with my game of Tetris on my phone until I was finished and failed once, then I just leaned against the chair with a deep sigh. I pocketed my phone and grabbed my tote, riffling around in it until I found my mini bag of honey mustard pretzel chunks. I opened it up and suddenly Edward became interested in what I was doing.

If he loved these as much as I did; then we were clearly meant to be. There would be no question about it. I looked over at him, and he passed me a glance.

" Plan on sharing?"

" Plan on apologizing."

He scoffed.

I put a pretzel in my mouth.

" Sorry."

I held the bag in his direction and he grabbed two. I smiled at ate more.

" How long have you been hanging out with James."

" A little over three years. I kinda just flowed into his crowd."

" I see...Why'd you decide that?"

" I was really pissed when my dad started seeing this new women after he divorced my mom, and him and I weren't ever talking...I kind of rebelled. That was the result of the lip ring. I don't know, when I got into pot and the smoking, I just wasn't stressed about shit. I forgot about everything that was going on, and just felt good for once. I didn't worry about the next awkward phone call with my mom, or seeing my dad so happy with his new girlfriend, but avoiding me. It was a mess."

" Why do you still do it now?"

" Because I still stress over shit, and I just never dropped it. I mean, if I stopped I would crave the pot, but I know it wouldn't be an issue. It's not a crutch, just something to loosen me up. You know?"

" Yeah... I can definitely relate on the stress, that's why I got into it. My life just got fucked up. I mean, my parents know I do it. They aren't stupid; and they don't like it, but I'm not snorting coke, or dropping acid."

I nodded, " Yeah...My dad just...We never talk."

" I'm sorry."

" It's life, you know."

" It definitely sucks sometimes... Alice and Emmett are just...fucking perfect." he said, " and Carlisle is Mr. Dreamy. I care about Alice and Emmett, but sometimes I just miss my old life. I miss it just being my parents and I; hanging with all my old friends."

" Yeah...Just you and your parents having a great time. I get a new step-mom and I get three younger ones, and I am suddenly just nothing to anybody."

" You aren't a nobody, Bella." Edward said quietly.

" I have my friends, including James. He might be a fucking tool sometimes, but I love him like a brother."

He laughed and took some more of my pretzels.

" You, uh, going to James' later on?"

" Actually, one of my friend's boyfriend is throwing a party tonight for Spring Break or whatever. I kind of have to make an appearance or she'll probably fucking kill me."

I was really disappointed, because from what it sounded like was that he was going to be at James' house tonight, and I wished that I could just ditch the party and hang out with Edward. Granted, James would be there, but Edward was such an easy person to talk to. It was a fucking surprise, because it's generally hard for me to find a person that I can genuinely stand without wanting to kill myself.

When I looked over at him; his expression was slightly crest-fallen, and I wondered if he was disappointed that I wasn't going to be at James'. I had no idea what else would have caused the look on his face right now.

" Maybe I could stop by later on and hang out with you guys if that's cool."

He nodded, " Yeah, that'd be cool. He asked me to head over tonight, I have to pick up a few things anyways..."

" Yeah, he's pretty close to my house, actually just four houses down from Ben's, sometimes I crash on his couch if I can't get through the entire party night at Ben's. Are you going to the party tonight?"

" Not exactly my scene."

I sighed quietly to myself and nodded slowly, occupying myself with the patterns of the table top. He said nothing afterwards, and we didn't talk after that. The clock ticked by and Mr. Warren came in twice, and everyone was generally quiet, besides the occasional passed word, or flip of a book.

I was a little disappointed that Edward wasn't planning on going to the party, but I could tell it wasn't really his scene, hell, it's not even my scene but with Angela as my best friend, it would be weird if I didn't go, and she would totally guilt trip me about it later, especially if she found out that I ditched her to get high. She didn't exactly think that getting high was good, and yeah, it wasn't like it was healthy, but I didn't expect her to understand.

When the clock hit five fifteen, Mr. Warren came in for the last time and propped the door open and let us all out of the room. People shuffled out quickly, some lazier then others because they just slept right through it.

I was glad that this was my last day of detention

I stood up, shoved my chair in towards the desk and swung my messenger bag over my shoulder. I zipped up my grey hoodie that hung around me and pulled the hood up, knowing that it was raining outside by the sound of it tapping relentlessly on the tall windows.

I headed out of the room and down the hall. I already had put my keys in my bag, so I just went straight for the exit. I jogged down the stairs carefully in my shoes and headed to my car. I wretched open the truck door and closed it, and started up the car. It didn't go the first time I twisted the key, but the second time it roared to life. I turned on the radio and heard some The Pretty Reckless playing, so I kept it on low and hit the road.

I lit up a cigarette just as I put the car in reverse, and suddenly there was a knock on the passenger window. I stopped and looked over, and standing in the pouring rain soaking wet was Edward. I leaned over and unlocked the door and he opened it quickly and hopped in, fucking soaking wet from rain.

" Emmett decided to be an ass and leave me carless. He must have stolen my fucking keys from my locker somehow. Give me a ride?"

" Lead me there."

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Holy damn.

Their house was absolutely fucking awesome. I couldn't put it into words.

Not only buried in the fucking woods, but open once you reach it. Huge house, large open windows on the outside, balconies, pillars by the front door, and steps going up to the main floor, and the ground leveled down by the garage. Basically one of those houses that on the outside there was a door to the basement, but with fifteen steps up to the front door there was the main floor. It was fucking gorgeous.

All the lights were lit up outside, and while it was big; it looked like a home.

" Wow."

He laughed, " Yeah. My mom is a little...eccentric."

" This is really cool."

" It's completely crazy on the inside, don't be fooled."

I smiled and my eyes down casted to my lap.

" Thanks for the ride."

" Sure thing."

" Is my face that fucking awful looking, or is something interesting in your lap?" he asked

I looked over at him.

" Any reason you want me to look at you?"

" I just like being looked in the eye when people talk to me."

With a deep sigh, I looked through the windshield.

" Is something wrong with you?"

" I've got to get going. Since I am going to the party I have to get dressed and head over early to help. So..."

" Alright, I get it...Bye."

Just before he closed the door, he looked at me. " I'll see you tonight at James' right?"

" Maybe."

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That maybe turned into a definite yes the moment I walked into Ben's party.

It was so unusually packed tonight, and the moment I was through the front door I was rammed into bodies. I almost tripped in my heels and went to go find Angela. I looked at my watch, and it was already eight thirty. I had homework I'd wanted to get done, and I had pawned off my hours because of detention and then the party. I didn't do this often at all.

But tomorrow I opened up at the diner, so I didn't want to stay out too late tonight. When I left the house Charlie had already been in an awful mood upon having to pick up Renee and Phil from the airport, and he looked briefly at me. The look of disapproval didn't seem to affect me anymore. He probably didn't like my clothing choice.

Leah had almost gotten on her knee's and begged me to let her come with, I stayed out of it and ignored her, but Sue did not want her here tonight, because by six thirty, apparently there were cars already lining up when Sue had gotten back from a quick stop at the grocery store, said she could barely weave through the parked cars, and I could hear the music from my house. I walked over to Ben's, only a ten minute walk from my house.

He lives in a two story house, it's pretty basic. Our neighborhood is basically middle class homes, a few ones that are bigger than others maybe on one street to another. His is pretty simple, grey brick, white siding and black shutters and white porch accents.

I had put on a spaghetti strap metallic lace dress that was tight and hit mid thigh. It had a band around the waist that showed off my figure. It was a little out there for a party, but usually I always do this.

My shoes were a dark red, and leather with a three, almost four inch heel. I had my hair up in a high ponytail, and my neck was full of necklaces, and I had a few random bracelets on my arms, and my beaded choker that had dropped beads that draped over my collarbone.

I never made myself look trashy, a little overboard, but not trashy. Some days I am found at a party wearing this, others in a basement with James with a pair of skinny jeans, converse, and a t-shirt and hoodie.

" Bella! Thank god, I have been looking for you!" Jess said, hanging onto my arm.

" Hey, everything alright?" I yelled over the music.

" Yeah! But Angela is like sucking face with Ben on his couch. You look hot by the way!"

Jess had on a skin tight pink ruched tube top that fit her figure perfect. She had on a very short jean skirt, and a pair of pink pumps. Her hair was down in curls, and pulled back with a twisted butterfly headband.

" Thanks, you look awesome, too!"

We both headed for the kitchen and I grabbed a bottle of sprite, drowned a fourth of it, and put vodka in it. Jess shook her head and laughed at me, but did the same thing with a coke bottle but with rum instead of vodka. Once we finished with our drinks, I went for the cupcakes. His mom makes killer red velvet cupcakes, and I quickly snatched one up.

The party was alive, and every time Jess and I checked on Angela, she and Ben were just making out with no shame. It's really not like Angela to act like that, and I wasn't jealous, but she was definitely attracting attention.

Jess and I danced with the others in the middle of the living room, and the music was a little too hip-hop for my taste, but I danced anyways and it worked. The sprite and vodka loosened me up a bit, but not enough to make me hazy. As I danced around Jess, I suddenly felt myself being pulled back against someone's chest, and his...excitement on my ass. I turned around and shoved the guy back harshly; he tripped into another guy who spilled his cup of beer.

" Don't fucking touch me." I snarled.

" Bitch!"

" Jackass!"

" Whoa, settle down there, Swan." Jess said, pulling at my wrist.

I grabbed my small wallet/clutch and strode over towards the guy. He had on a smug expression, and without warning I slapped him across the face. There was no way a sleaze was going to do that and get away with it, and Jessica knew that I wouldn't let it go, that wasn't my fucking style.

" Any girl who finds what you did alluring is fucking stupid and has no respect. It sounds like that's in your category anyways."

As I walked off, I saw Angela walking towards me, looking disheveled and confused.

" What the heck was that?"

" Some guy walked up and grinded up on Bella, and she did not appreciate it." Jess put in for me.

" He was a fucking creep."

" Are you alright?" Angela asked, and in that moment I knew that we were back to normal, and our friendship was alright; despite us not talking as much the past few days since that phone call.

" I'm fine. He just pissed me off."

" Sorry, I was a little occupied..."

" I am going to get another sprite." I stated, draining the rest of my other one.

I went back to the kitchen and made myself another vodka and sprite, and headed back out to see Angela and Jess. We all danced together for a bit before going over and sitting on the couch to talk for a bit, I was getting kind of antsy by ten, because I was itching to head over to James' and see Edward there.

I wondered what he was like high. Yeah, that wasn't even the beginning of my curiosity about that man. Angela seemed to notice my fidgety movements and cast a look over at me, as if to ask me what the hell was wrong. Well, not only was I itching to see Edward, but I just wanted to get high. I always a little tense in these scene's in the first place.

" Let me guess. James' again tonight?"

" I know you don't like it, Ange." I stated with a sigh.

" I just don't want anything to happen to you, okay?"

" James is really cool, guys, honestly. He isn't some pothead, and he's a great friend to me."

" You seem extra eager to go over there." Jess noted suggestively.

" We aren't like that, okay? I swear, it's like he is my older brother."

" Then why are you so antsy?" Ange exclaimed with a laugh.

It slipped out before I could even stop myself or even think about it for that matter.

" Edward Masen is going to be there tonight. James used to live in Chicago near Edward and they were friends as kids, and then James moved away, and now Edward ironically ended up in Forks where James is, so they are friends."

" Wait, Edward Masen does pot? Bella, come on!"

" We were talking in detention today. He's like so chill and cool, and on top of being so fucking...Come on, guys. Cut me a break."

" Come on, Bella! You and I solo until college!" Jess hissed quietly.

I rolled my eyes at her and leaned back in my seat, taking another sip of my drink. Angela patted my leg and winked at me.

" Go, and don't get yourself stupid drunk or high, okay?"

I almost squealed.

I shot out of the place before they could tell me not to go and change their minds. I went out from the backdoor and worked my way around the house to the front. I weaved through bodies, because it was packed out on the lawn also, and beer cans were littered everywhere imaginable. I lit up a cigarette once I got to the sidewalk and went down a few houses to James'.

When I got to his house, I had to go through his fucking basement window. I knocked on it twice and then opened it up. I saw him appear and he grabbed my arms and helped me down safely.

" Hey there, hottie tottie."

I rolled my eyes, " Hey, what's up?" I asked, putting my clutch down on the arm of his couch.

" Nothing really. I'm just waiting for Masen to get here already. He said was running late because he was organizing his music collection in his new room."

I nodded and sat down on the couch, taking a deep breath.

" Starting early?"

" Yeah, light me up."

" If you weren't like a little sister, I would be in your pants right now. Trying to lure Edward to you?"

" Think it might work?"

" Yeah. Just don't have sex on my bed while I am sleeping."

He handed me a blunt and lit it up and then sat next to me with his own. Usually we passed one, put apparently not tonight. I took two long drags and let out a breath, feeling my body start to unwind.

" Your not planning on just fucking with him are you? I mean, he's a good friend to me."

" James, do you think I would do that?"

He shrugged.

" I've never had a relationship before. He's just...something about him is just... I like him."

" I'm not accusing you, Bella. Just saying."

I sighed.

" Don't get like that. I just wanted to make sure you didn't want him for all the other reasons girls do."

" He is not lacking in the looks department, but that's just a bonus. I mean, he's easy to talk to and something about him just...I don't know. I'm a freak, I know. I just met the guy."

James laughed and I took another drag. When I let out the smoke, James blew his in my direction. I shoved his shoulder and he stood up, walking over to the small mini fridge that he had next to his entertainment system.

" Drink?"

" Just water. I had sprite and vodka at Ben's, and if I get home smashed tonight it wouldn't be good. At least, not for tonight."

" Oh, yeah, your mom and step-dad are here this weekend for the holiday, right?"

" Yeah, and my dad just fucking hates the guy, so it's always crazy tense with that. But my mom and Sue get along. I don't know, it just sucks because my mom always tries to corner my dad about me, and he just fucking blows her off. And my dad gets annoyed at my mom and Sue being nice and civil to each other. He's still fucking bitter."

" Isn't that fucking weird? My aunt and uncle got a divorce, but when he got re-married, they were both over for holiday dinners and got along just fine. No snarky shit going on. He was so fucking annoyed by it."

I laughed, " Yeah, my dad fucking hates it."

" Enjoy this night Bella, enjoy it." he said, handing me my water.

I groaned and took another drag, just as I did, I heard footsteps heading down the stairs, and James glanced over at me and winked. I slapped his shoulder and took another drag, being greedy this time. My eyes flickered over and I saw Edward standing there.

Fuck, he's so hot.

And apparently I already lost my mind filter.

" Hey," he said, kind of just standing there.

" You should take off your dress, Bella. Get the party started."

" Fucker." I mumbled under my breath.

Edward took of his leather jacket and tossed it on James' desk chair, and sat down on the recliner near my side of the couch. He sighed and leaned back, eyes shifting around the room until they landed on James.

" Hey, Bella, why don't you treat Edward while I roll another."

With an annoyed groan I looked over at James and scowled.

" I don't want to share."

" Swan."

" Grahm."

I took in a long drag and looked over at Edward. I asked him to lean forward and I was feeling courageous. He hesitantly leaned forward, and I moved so that my mouth was only an inch from his, I breathed out the smoke and Edward opened his mouth as I transferred the smoke into his system.

" Whoa, someone is courageous."

Edward leaned back with a satisfied look on his face, but was hiding a smile. I leaned back into the couch and looked over at James.

" You told me to share."

" You never share like that with me."

" That's because your my older brother, jackass." I said, watching as he carefully rolled a blunt.

Once it was finely sealed he lit it and passed it on to Edward.

" Bella, you are in for an experience."

" Why?"

" Because Edward here...He's a riot."

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" I mean, like, fuck! How does a bunny relate to Jesus? Be honest about this shit, I mean, fuck! A bunny, peter cotton tail for fucks sake. I mean, what do you guys think?"

I looked over at James. " He's fucking hilarious."

Edward let out a hysterical laugh, which made me laugh with him. Mostly because it was funny, but everything was fucking funny right now.

" I don't fucking get it either. I mean, maybe because it's spring and spring means bunnies? And more bunnies because fuck, rabbits go at it like fucking rabbits."

We broke into James' vodka stash if it wasn't already obvious.

" Right? I mean, how much do they do it?"

" Probably like fifty times a day."

" Fuck, I wish I got that lucky, that would be fucking awesome. I wonder if my body has that much se-"

" Okay, whoa guys."

" How many times have you done in it in a day?" Edward asked in general.

" Like...Three, same girl though."

" Don't fucking ask me, I'm fucking pure, man."

Edward stared at me like I had seven heads.

" You are fucking with us."

" No way!"

" That's why she won't have sex with me, man. I am not special enough."

" How is that fucking possible? That's like a fat kid sitting in front of a triple chocolate fucking truffle cake and not eating just one bite."

" Are you saying I look like a whore?" I asked with a laugh.

" Fuck no, you are just hot. That dress looks fantastic on you."

" Oh, this old thing." I joked.

He let out some kind of groaning noise, and I saw James stand up and walk over to his bed. When he looked over at us he looked exasperated and annoyed.

" I'm claiming my bed before you both do." he said before collapsing down onto the mattress.

I laughed loudly and stretched on the couch. Before I knew it, Edward was standing over me.

" Scoot over. That recliner is fucking uncomfortable."

I continued laughing and he lifted up my legs and set them over his lap, his hand running over my calf. His hand felt good, and for some reason I just closed my eyes and enjoyed it.

" I'm so tired." I said in a whisper.

I felt Edward moving me towards the edge of the couch, and he laid behind me. I looked over my shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around me as if giving me a hug. He rested his head on the plush arm rest and closed his eyes.

" What are you doing?" I asked, my words coming out in a slur.

" You look like you need a fucking hug."

I didn't say anything; I looked forward at the wall, something inside feeling wrong and empty. I let him hold me, because a part of it felt right, and he was already almost asleep beside me. I wondered how many girls he'd done this with.

" I won't do anything." I heard him say, sounding half asleep.

His arm moved across my waist, reaching over until his hand was next to mine that as near my face. I sighed and closed my eyes, trying to relax, but I'd never done this, and when I get high sometimes I get paranoid. I felt him kiss the back of my neck softly.

His forehead press against the back of my neck and his hand moved to wrap around my wrist, and I felt circular movements with his thumb in the middle of the inside of my hand. Something about that soothing movement made me relax and I was soon asleep.

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