Chapter 4: Rayne, stay. Black, go away.
I could hear Carlisle yelling at the principle as I sat in the office the day after the incident, involving my car…and me. I could picture Esme just sitting there looking sad and I knew the principle wouldn't be able to resist anything that has to deal with her. Esme told me last night that she didn't know anyone who could be as cold hearted to write on my car. A new car in fact. I just didn't understand. I knew this school was going to be different but I didn't know anyone well enough to point fingers. For all I know Leah and Lauren are good girls and Alice Brandon could have done that.
Scratch that thought. Alice was with me the entire time. How could she have done it? Or she could have someone else do it for her? Maybe. But she doesn't seem like that type of person to go and write on someone's car. Especially someone she just met and I already considered her to be a best friend.
Isabella was a different thought. She seemed like the quiet type. I barely knew her. She couldn't have done it…could she? Rosalie Hale was a bitch but she seemed protective over me. From the moment I stepped a foot back on school ground this morning she was there hugging me and saying sorry. I had a class with her today but I didn't have to go because I was sitting in the office waiting for my parents come out and take me home. I couldn't be here right now. I didn't want to be here.
Edward was just as pissed off as Jasper was. Jasper was cursing up a storm and his face looked so scary and dangerous. Emmett had a bat in his hand this morning, but he just told me that he was holding it so that Jasper wouldn't do anything drastic. Jasper plays baseball for Forks and he had practice after school. That's why he had the bat. I wasn't scared of Jasper having the bat. I was scared for Emmett to have the bat. The way he was swinging it made my head spin.
I could say it was Leah from the way she was staring at me. But I didn't do anything to her. I just got here. How could I already be classified as a slut and not have a boyfriend? Or have a boyfriend that goes to this school. According to me, my father (weird), mother and my doctor I was still a virgin. I didn't need anyone else telling me that I wasn't. My vagina is as innocent as my car, which got vandalized by some jealous student.
Jealousy is an ugly trait and whoever has it…must be really ugly. Lauren and Amber were the first people that popped up in my thoughts. They could have done it. They seemed like the mean girls in this school, including Leah. The trio, I guess you could call them. I thought mean girls only existed in movies. Red High never had any mean girls. Everyone got along. On occasions there were fights…but nothing about bullying. That's why I liked Red high the best out of any other school.
"Hey." A smooth voice interrupted my thoughts as I looked up into smoky gray eyes.
"Hi." I mumbled looking down at my hands.
"Are you okay?" Rayne sat down in the chair next to me, turning his body so he was facing me.
"I guess. I just don't understand." I whispered, fighting tears. I really didn't want to cry in front of him.
"Me either. I guess people just don't know a nice person when they see one." He, briefly, put his hand on my knee giving it a tight squeeze. I didn't have time to look down at his hand, because by the time I did, it was already gone.
"You barely even know me." I didn't mean to sound harsh, but it came out that way.
"I know," He chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "But that doesn't mean I don't see a good person sitting beside me."
"Oh..." I looked down awkwardly at my hands. That statement made no sense.
"Whoever did it is going to be in a lot of trouble though." He said through stiff lips.
"Why?"
"Because your parents can sue if they wanted to or take it up with the school board. Principle Brown really doesn't want them coming here so he is pissed."
"Of course, I told my parents they didn't have to do this."
"But they wanted too. You looked pretty upset. I would probably do the same thing if it was my child." He smiled at me.
Rayne sat there with me as I waited for my parents. He didn't say another word, but he did bring out a book to read. He shot me a small smile before burying his face in his thick black book. I didn't look at the title but it looked like the last book of Harry Potter. So Rayne liked to read? Hm, interesting. Usually guys, who like to read, are nice, funny, kind and treats girls like princesses are gay. Maybe Rayne was gay. But Alice had said that some girl named Megan was bothering him. But he obviously doesn't like her…so the only conclusion is that he is gay. I never had a gay best friend before. That would be fun.
I observed Rayne more closely. He was cute. Unbelievably cute; It was no wonder girls liked him. They probably even loved him. His straight nose and the way his eyes sparkled when he smiled. Okay…I know I shouldn't be noticing these things, but I do. He only smiled at me a couple of times and I will always remember those times. His perfect lips were pursed as he read some part of the book that made him narrow his eyes. So adorable. His black hair looked smooth as silk as it hung over his eyes. My eyes traveled down to his neck where you can see his adam apple there and the veins in his neck.
From where I was sitting he smelled like…a typical guy. But there was a smell I couldn't really put my finger on it. His black shirt was clinging against him and you could clearly see his muscles. So…he worked out? How nice. His light jeans and black converses clung to his legs too. Skinny jeans….skater boy. Skater boys were really cute, I could dig it.
"Should I feel flattered that you're checking me out?" Rayne asked me, but he didn't tear his eyes away from his book.
"Maybe." I replied to him, turning around to face the principle's door.
The yelling had calmed down a bit and the voices behind the door were whispering. What could be taking so long? For some reason I wasn't as anxious to leave the school as I was early. I don't know why…but some part of me did. I just didn't want to admit it.
The office door chimed as someone walked in. The cold air from outside blew in and I shivered. Rayne shot me a look but then he glared at something past me.
"Hey, Chicago. What are you doing here in the office?" Jacob's voice came from behind me. I turned around to face him, frowning.
"You haven't heard?" I measured his look and noticed his eyes tighten a bit.
"Oh, about your car? Sorry to hear that…the car looked new, from what I can tell about the license plate."
"Yeah, well, my parents are talking to the principle right now. The yelling just died down." I gestured towards the closed door.
Jacob stared at the door for a long time before turning back to me. Before he could open his mouth Rayne spoke, "Why are you acting so content? It was probably your girlfriend who did it."
Jacob's lips pressed together and he glared at the boy next to me. "Oh, Hale speaks…wonderful."
"Do I get a treat?" Rayne said, sarcastically.
"Depends. Are you going to sit and roll over too?" Jacob crossed his arms and continued to stare at Rayne. I didn't want to interject just yet. This was interesting and entertaining at the same time.
"No, because that's Leah's job." Wow, low blow. Jacob growled and stepped towards Rayne who dropped his book and faced Jacob.
"Keep Leah out of this."
"Leah is always in everything. Renesmee has done nothing wrong and yet Leah is getting away scot free." Rayne leveled his glare with Jacob. Jacob might have been taller and a little bit bigger but Rayne had a threat. He sure was scary when he was angry. The way Rayne kept saying Leah's name made my skin crawl.
"Okay, guys, cut it out. It doesn't matter who did it. Whoever did…is going to be in a lot of trouble." That was a warning for Jacob to pass onto Leah or anyone else.
They didn't say anything else, but continue to glare at each other. Thankfully my parents and the principle came out of the room and seems like they were still talking.
"I don't like suing and taking away from people. But when it comes to my children I will do whatever it takes to ensure they are safe." Carlisle said to Principle Brown with a weird expression on his face.
"What if it was one of your children that got called out of their name, Mr. Brown?" Esme whispered, clinging onto Carlisle's arm for dear life. "What if it turns out to be more? She just got here."
"Don't worry Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, I will sort everything out." Principle Brown's face was guarded, his eyes hard.
"You better." Carlisle warned in a harsh tone.
I rode it with Edward the next day to school. Alice ran and hugged me with a bright smile on her face. Rosalie was a bit busy with Emmett and they only briefly waved before going back to the task at hand. Bella surprised me by giving me a hug and not letting go of my hand. Edward stood talking to Jasper and was glaring daggers at everyone who dared to take a peek at me. Well, that was going to have to stop soon because how can I have my revenge if I was hiding behind people?
I hadn't even realized Bella was in my AP Lit class until Alice pointed it out and I actually saw her. I guess I really didn't notice her the first time. Surprise, surprise I guess. I didn't sit at the back of the class today but instead I sat towards the front with Bella. Of course everyone was whispering and I was ignoring them trying to concentrate on making the clock go faster. These were the times where I wished I was telepathic so that I can move things with my mind. I wouldn't mind throwing some people across the room…or maybe putting them in midair and scaring the shit out of them. That would be a fun site to see.
The classroom door breezed open and Rayne rushed inside looking flustered. His hair was sticking to his forehead and his face was red. Everyone looked at him curiously as the teacher glared. From what I knew and heard, Mrs. Harris didn't like being interrupted. It was obvious of the way she reacted to when Rayne just walked in the door. She only briefly paused before going back to her lecture about Romanticism. I wasn't really paying attention. Clicking my pen seemed like a great distraction.
I looked over at Isabella and she was fiercely copying down everything the teacher was telling us. I am not sure its word from word, but looked like the entire speech. I am defiantly sure that she has an A in this class. Maybe I could copy her notes later or something. If she lets me. My thoughts earlier about her made me feel guilty. Of course she hadn't painted all over my car…how could I even think that?
Bella was about to say something to me in the hallway after class, but I saw Leah and her crew standing at the end of the hallway. Now is my chance.
"Follow me." I didn't give her any chance to object as I grabbed her hand, dragging her down the hallway towards my destination. "Hello ladies."
Leah and Lauren looked at me. I am sure they were thinking of a ton of insults to through at me. Sure I had to destroy my room to look for the best i-am-not-a-slut outfit. Loose jeans and an oversized hoodie seemed to work best for me. Amber and some other girl I didn't recognize were scowling at Bella who was fidgeting beside me.
"What do you want?" Leah asked me in a harsh tone. I just smiled.
"I just wanted to say good morning." I gave her my best don't-fuck-with-me look, because she seemed taken back.
"Good morning." Lauren's nasally voice said, curtly.
"There you said it…bye." Leah flipped her long dark hair and turned back towards Lauren, to continue their conversation I guess I interrupted. Oops. Not.
"Can I not stand here and have a decent conversation with my fellow students?" I asked, moving forward slightly.
"No." Leah turned to glare at me, Lauren following her lead. "We don't associate ourselves with the school cutter and slut."
"Ouch, why are you dogging yourself like that for? That seems pretty legit that you can talk about your problems so openly."
I tried to ignore the fact that Bella stiffened beside me when Leah mentioned cutter. I wasn't going to judge. Everyone had their moments. Maybe that is why Bella wears mostly long sleeves. Everyone goes through things and everyone has their own way of dealing with it. I am sure they are over exaggerating just a bit…I am sure she didn't cut anymore. Hopefully.
"Oh, you have jokes now?" The one girl I didn't know said to me.
I nodded my head and smirked. "Are you that dumb?"
"Listen, Renesmee," The way she said my name…made it sound really ugly. New note; don't let Leah say your name ever again. "I don't know who you think you are. But you are in my school now. What I say…goes. Got it? I can bring you up in this world as much as I can tear you down."
I was never for violence (except for Tanya…I will use violence for her) but I wanted to punch her in her face. She was standing too close to me for comfort and I really didn't like the way the other girls were looking at Bella either.
I was just about to open my mouth to say something really stupid and would probably be put on Leah's hit list when Bella covered my mouth with her hand, "Of course, Leah. We just wanted to talk."
Bella dragged me away from the group keeping her hand over my mouth. I was tempted to lick her palm…but that unsanitary and weird. I didn't know Bella all that well to be licking her hand and not knowing what she has been doing with that hand. I know all girls go through that experience with fingering themselves or something…I haven't. But I am just saying. How would I know if Bella does?
We walked to the cafeteria and sat down with the rest of our friends. Rayne and some other girl were sitting with us too. No really acknowledged that we were sitting there until Emmett said something.
"Why are you covering Cupcake's mouth?" I wouldn't really tell Emmett how uncomfortable I felt when he called me that…but he seemed like another big brother to me. Even if I just met him.
"Because, she got told by Leah and her gang of skanks." Bella uncovered my mouth and wiped her hand on her jeans.
Edward gave me a look and sighed, "Didn't Mom tell you not to do anything?"
"I wasn't. I was just going to talk to them…nicely." I scowled at nothing in particular, "I can bring you up in this world…as much as I can tear you down."
"Is she saying she gave birth to you?" Alice giggled from beside Jasper.
I shrugged my shoulders and Rosalie laughed, "Leah Clearwater is something. I just think that she sees you as competition. She thought Bella was competition…until she turned down every guy in this school."
"Just because her legs are open all the time doesn't mean everyone else's is." I gave Bella a small smile.
"Emmett, I swear on my new Prada shoes that if you say what you are about to say, no Rosalie time for you." Everyone turned to see Emmett holding his hands up in surrender, but he was grinning.
"I was just about to say that Amber is technically a virgin."
"Amber?" Edward asked confused.
"The chick that was hitting on you the other day, bro." Jasper chuckled, wrapping an arm lazily around Alice's shoulders.
Edward shuddered as Emmett laughed, "But I don't think you want that. No telling where her mouth has been."
"I'm sure." Rosalie shot Emmett a glare before scooting away from him a couple of inches.
"Oh come on! I turned her down…" He pouted while everyone laughed at his expense.
Everyone dissolved into their own conversations. Talking and whispering amongst themselves in a cafeteria fashion. Edward was talking, no wait, flirting, with Bella. She kept fidgeting with her sleeves and I could have sworn I saw a tiny scar. But who knows. She could have fell or something. Jasper and Alice were just staring at each other as if they were having a private conversation. I didn't want to know what Emmett was doing to Rosalie under the table, because his hand hasn't resurfaced yet.
"So Rayne," I turned to him just as a distraction. It seemed as if everyone had their special someone or whatever you want to call it.
"Yeah, Ness?" I felt guilty for interrupting his conversation with that girl.
"What grade are you in? I mean…we are friends but I don't know anything about you."
He just smiled and turned his whole body to face me. "I'm a senior."
Damn, "Figures. Considering you are in AP Lit…"
"Are you trying to call me stupid, new girl?" He playfully glared at me.
"Uh, Rayne, I think you are leaving poor Hanna here hanging." Alice gestured towards the tiny girl with glasses.
"Hi, Hanna, I'm Renesmee." I smiled at her, but she just stared at me. "Are you in the same grade as Rayne?"
"N-no. I'm a freshman." Was he being nice or what?
"Oh. Nice to meet you." I mumbled, awkwardly and turned around in my seat to listen to Emmett and Rosalie's little argument.
"We had movie night at your house last weekend. It's mine and Rayne's turn."
"What? No way. It's defiantly Jasper's turn." Emmett pointed to Jasper.
Jasper shook his head and chuckled, "Nope, sorry. It's Al's turn."
"What? No way…we need a new movie spot. Bella it at her house a couple of nights ago." Alice sighed and started tapping her finger to her chin.
Edward jumped out of his seat all of a sudden rubbing his chin. "Ow, Alice. What did you kick me for?"
"Sorry…I thought you were Nessie." She blushed with embarrassment.
"If you are trying to insist we have a movie night at my house…then fine." Edward said, shaking his head as he sat back down.
"That's great! We heard you bought that house that was out in the forest. Pretty sketchy place." Jasper looked at Edward as he drank from his lemonade bottle.
"Our mom restored it…so it is as good as new." Edward smiled at Jasper.
"You guys just added to the tradition." Bella said quietly. "Usually if we can't figure out a place to have the movie nights…we just go out to La Push."
"You know that is not far from your house, actually. Just over the river." Emmett looked thoughtful.
"The one miles from our backyard? Which has a fence, might I add." I looked at Emmett and had a feeling he was planning something stupid.
"We have a door Renesmee." Edward nudged me.
"But they didn't know that." I rolled my eyes at him while everyone else snickered.
"We should go out there sometime. I heard they are having some kind of bonfire next weekend or something." Rosalie suggested, leaning forward on her elbows.
"True." Alice said before she squealed. "We have to go shopping!"
"No! Alice, absolutely not!" Bella pouted and her face expression was hilarious.
"Oh come on Bella! Don't be a party pooper! I mean…it would be fun. The guys could—"
"No. I am not going." Emmett declared before she could even finish her sentence.
"Uh, I have practice on whatever day you are planning the shopping trip." Jasper started scratching the back of his neck nervously.
"I'll go." Rayne spoke up after he watched Hanna's retreating figure go to a different table. This happened to be Leah's 'popular' table.
Butterflies formed in my stomach as Edward declined the invitation. The butterflies didn't come because of Edward…they came because Rayne is going shopping with us. Now I couldn't wait. Of course Rosalie was going and so was I. According to Alice, Bella has no choice but to go. I kind of feel sorry for her, but I am a little bit curious about her. Why is she so quiet and reserved? Maybe I should have a sleepover at the movie. Everyone could stay the night. I am sure Esme and Carlisle wouldn't really mind. They would just be happy that Edward and I made some friends.
The rest of the day went by pretty quick. I was actually happy for once and not worried about getting revenge on anyone. That could wait. I have to take care of myself first. Maybe something good will come out of this little shopping trip.
"I heard you are going out with Rayne." An all too familiar husky voice asked from behind me. It was after school and I was waiting beside the Volvo for Edward.
"It's not a date. We are all going shopping. How did you know anyways?" I did mean to sound harsh to him. He has been ignoring me, so he deserves it.
"This school is small, Chicago. People talk." He shrugged his shoulders and leaned against Edward's back bumper, "Do you like him?"
I stared at him with a blank expression before it turned into a glare, "I like a lot of things Jacob. I like Edward, Alice, Emmett, Jasper, Bella and Rosalie. The list goes on and on. Want me to continue?"
"You don't have to get smart about it. It was just a simple question."
"I wasn't getting smart about it. My answer was just a simple answer. You ask a question…you get an answer. If you don't like the answer then don't ask the question!" I stomped my foot and his face turned into amusement.
"Want to go to the La Push bonfire with me?" He asked me straight out and I just stared at him…again. His dark t-shirt clinging to his muscles perfectly and I licked my lips.
"Wh—what? No. You are such a whore. You have a girlfriend, Forks."
"Ah, Chicago, I could just break up with her." My hand twitched. I was so tempted to slap him.
"Wow, Forks. How noble of you. You can't just throw women away like trash and try to get a new meal." I poked him hard in his chest, making him wince. " I already have Leah up my ass…and I don't need her to be further up there. Because, honestly, I am getting pretty damned uncomfortable with having a girl up my ass."
"Someone has a temper."
"I only have tempers for guys who think they are the shit and can have any girl he wants." I snapped at him.
"I can't have any girl I want. If I could…you would already be mine." I tried to stay angry but my blush gave me away. Jacob reached forward and softly stroked my cheek with his thumb.
"Where did you find that at? Google? I'm sure I read that pick-up line somewhere." I took a step back. I had to keep my distance.
I saw Edward approaching the car and I knew I had to make this quick. I turned to Jacob and smiled at him. "And, Forks? You are going to have to work hard…very hard for this girl."
Edward shot Jacob a glare before climbing into the car. It immediately started and he reeved the engine so Jacob could get off of his car. I smirked and Jacob and wanted to slap him for effect, but I was tired of teasing him. I already told myself that I needed to focus on myself not boys. Rayne... Oh god, please don't do this to me. Jacob…
Rayne Rayne, please stay. Black Black, go away. Rayne Rayne, please stay. Black Black, go away.
That song kept repeating in my head throughout the entire ride home. I wanted to stick something in my ears when I got upstairs to my room, but I realized it was me singing the song inside my head. I tried turning my iPod on, but that didn't work and Esme told me to quiet it down upstairs because he had company downstairs. I guess they are working on rebuilding a house up in Alaska.
I tried talking to Edward but he was at his computer desk doing his homework. He told me he had a load to do and probably wouldn't be able to do sister-brother night tonight. Oh yeah, it was Wednesday. Every first Wednesday of each month we would have a little bit of sister-brother bonding. That is the main reason why we are so close. Because of the sister-brother bonding thing. But I was really pissed because the voices didn't go away.
Rayne Rayne, please stay. Black Black, go away. Rayne Rayne, please stay. Black Black, go away.
I did my homework—with the song stuck in my head. I was fifty percent tempted to go online and see if that was a real song. If it wasn't, I could probably get famous or something. Like that Pants on the Ground guy. Too bad he died. Poor thing. I liked him…but that didn't excuse the fact that he made a pointless song and got famous for it. And…this just makes me more anxious to get my guitar that was suppose to be here about a week ago or something.
That night…I went to sleep…with an annoyed expression on my face. I wanted to throw something against the wall. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to do something about it. But what?