Brothers and Sisters
Disclaimer: Do I wish I owned Twilight? No duh. Do I own Twilight? Opposite of yes.
Lunchtime Losers, Part I
Alice walked down the hall sadly as she left chemistry. Jasper was her new partner, but his eyes were dark again, and he hadn't even looked at her. She personally preferred the one she had seen in band class.
"ALICE!" She cringed and turned around as Eric Yorkie and Tyler Crowley came running up to her.
"Hi… bye!" She began running away. Unfortunately her short legs couldn't carry her very far, especially when compared to the over six foot tall boys.
"Here, Alice, I'll help you with that!" Tyler said cheerfully as he took Alice's books away from her.
"No, it's alright, that's not really necessary –"
"Say, Alice, would you like some help in US History? I could tutor you in that! I'm pretty good at it, and I know that you're having some trouble in that class," Eric offered.
"Wait… how do you know my grades in History?" Alice asked suspiciously.
"Um…"
"Really, Yorkie, you're hacking into her grading account?" Tyler asked his best friend snootily. "That's really desperate."
"Oh, well, what about you, Crowley, you're always tripping over yourself to help Alice out –"
Alice sneakily slipped her books out from Tyler's arms and crept into the cafeteria. Her eyes swept around the cafeteria, looking for her two almost-sisters, when they landed on him.
At the abandoned table in the corner of the cafeteria sat the three Cullen brothers. The three of them all had untouched trays of food in front of them. None of them were eating. Emmett was glowering at something near the windows, and Edward was glaring at something near the cafeteria lunch line. To Alice's surprise, Jasper's gaze was on her, though the golden eyes that she had seen in her vision were still a pit black, like they had been this morning.
She noticed that Edward's gaze flickered to her for barely a second as she thought about this before turning back to the lunch line, glaring again.
Alice quickly slipped into her, Rosalie's, and Bella's usual table by the windows. She noticed what Emmett had been glaring at – Royce King "the Second" was harassing her model like best friend… again. She looked to the cafeteria line, where Edward had been looking at. Mike Newton was stalking Bella again, and chattering like a prissy girl to her while she looked completely bored yet horrified at the same time.
She glanced back at Jasper again, who was still looking at her.
"Alice, fancy seeing you here!" Alice winced again as Eric and Tyler came running into the cafeteria. Her eyes flicked over to the corner, and she saw Jasper glaring at the two boys now. Her heart fluttered slightly, and she noticed that the corner of his mouth twitched for a nanosecond before glaring at the boys again.
Help.
Bella walked to the lunch line to get her – well, lunch. She grabbed one of the trees and waited behind a group of Star Wars and comic book addicts. Her gaze wandered as she waited, landing on the table in the corner that was usually abandoned. The three Cullen brothers sat there. Emmett was looking towards the windows, and Jasper was looking towards her usual table. Edward was looking at her.
"Isabella!" a horribly annoying voice called. Bella closed her eyes exasperatedly before slowly turning around to face her doom.
"What are you doing here?" the puppy like Mike Newton asked cheerfully.
"Searching for the Holy Grail, what other reason could there be?" she muttered sarcastically under her breath.
She noticed Edward smirking ever so slightly before Mike coughed.
"Um, what? What's the Holy Grail? Is that some sort of new football team or something?"
Oh, why, why her?
"Never mind." Bella turned back around and picked up a bottle of lemonade.
"So what are you doing tonight?" Mike asked cheerfully.
"Staying away from you." Another smirk from Edward Cullen.
"Sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear."
"I'm going to be hanging out with Alice and Rosalie."
"Oh, Brandon and Hale. They're pretty hot, too," he muttered to himself. Bella glanced at Edward again, who was grimacing at something that she couldn't see.
"Oh, yeah! Bella, do you want to come with me to the comedy show later? I heard that it's amateur's night. I think I'll try out for it…"
Help.
Rosalie was walking into the cafeteria when she passed by the windows. Naturally, she couldn't resist taking a glimpse at her flawless reflection in them. So she paused and swept a lock of her golden blond hair back behind her ear and flashed a stunning smile at herself.
"Rose Petal, baby!"
Oh, no. Rosalie made a face at her reflection as she turned around to face her worst nightmare.
Royce King.
The Second.
Royce beamed as he stepped towards her, running his fingers through his mustard colored hair in what he must have thought was in a seductive manner.
Rosalie quickly cast anxious glances around the cafeteria, searching for anyone or anything that could possibly save her from this… thing.
Her eyes skipped past most of the people there. Alice was being irritated by Tyler and Eric – she supposed that they were best friends because they balanced each other out. Eric's brains made up for Tyler's lack of, and Tyler's muscles and brawn made up for Eric's lack of.
Bella was being dogged (pardon the pun) by Mike Newton, who still didn't seem to have lost any of his ridiculous baby fat after seventeen years of living and breathing.
Then her gaze landed on them. They sat at the usually abandoned table in the corner of the cafeteria. They were the three Cullen brothers. Edward was leaning back in his seat and watching where Bella and Mike were interacting – or rather, where Mike was harassing Bella, who looked like she wished nothing better than to sink into the round and die. Jasper was watching where Alice was glancing around helplessly as Tyler and Eric argued over her.
Emmett was watching her. Her. Royce was still talking to her, most unfortunately.
"So I was wondering if your parents could arrange a meeting with my parents so that we could get together."
"Hell no," I mumbled to myself. Emmett grinned, but it fell off of his face and turned into a glower as Royce began chatting again.
"I mean, I know that they want us to get together, and I want us to get together, so that should be enough."
Help.
Two chapters, because 1) the previous one was horrendously short, and 2) I haven't updated in a while. Next chapter is *drum roll* in the boy's POV!!! Not finished yet, though. And I'm in a rut on what the story's going to be on later. I don't want it to sound like other authors', so unless you have a REALLY REALLY REALLY original idea (which you should send in a PM separately), I'll still appreciate your help, but I probably won't use it :P
COOKIES...