My life is changing in so many ways right now – good and bad. I love this story like crazy, and I hated not being able to update. So, here I am, hoping you guys like this next chapter. Enjoy.

Murdered Love (-- like my new title??? :] )

Chapter 3: Living Life

Knowing people that I know at MU (I did meet more people in the past week) is definitely – how should I put this? – altered, compared to the people I've met before.

I'm not even going to take the time to explain, but being out here in the real world after three years, is a whole new meaning of excitement…and fear.

Sometimes, when I'm surrounded by my new friends, I can't believe it. Each and every one of them is so unique. At times, I can't believe the stuff they come up with, and how insane they are, but all the while, I know I'm lucky to have met them. Besides the love I feel for these people, and how comfortable and welcome they are, I can never seem too happy with myself…thanks to a certain someone.

I took out my phone from my pocket after I felt a tingling, vibrating sensation. Though I usually fall when I walk and text, I've been getting used to it. I hate to brag, but right now I'm in a hurry to campus' supply store, and there isn't a scratch on me as I flip my phone open.

New Message:

View Now View Later

I pushed the upper left button to view it now.

From: Alice

Heyy Bells :) Can u get me somethin from the grocery store plz??? Its important

I sighed as I clicked on the Reply button.

To: Alice

Srry Alice. Im on my way 2 meyer shop and the store is the other way. Ill go after, mkay?

I kept my phone in hand – Alice is the world's fastest texter – and went over specific items that I needed in my head. As I continued walking, my phone vibrated.

From: Alice

But BELLA! Plz plz plz u cant go there now. I need u 2 get me somthin that's really really important. :( :( :(

I kept my pace as I groaned.

To: Alice

Y is it so important?? I promise Ill go after i

My eyes widened as the concrete floor zoomed in my face. My heart was pounding, for I knew there was going to be blood after this fall, and I shut my eyes tight.

"Wow! Hey, watch it!" A voice screamed in my ear.

I dared to open one eye – I wasn't on the floor! – and looked up at the body pressed against me. Suddenly, I looked eyes with Edward. Uh-oh…

Blood gushed into my cheeks as I immediately scurried away. "I'm so sorry."

Edward grimaced as he stepped back. "Next time, look at where you're walking. And stop texting – it's stupid," he spat.

My eyebrows rose at him. Now, I'm a very patient person, but something about Mr. Masen get's my blood boiling. Ew – blood – boiling – revolting!

"Well, next time try to warn a person. And, as a matter of fact, I was texting Alice. You know, your sister?" I shot back, putting emphasis on every other word.

Edward shoved his hands in his pockets while he rolled his green eyes. "Please, Alice texts everybody, why should you make any difference? And excuse me for being tired after work."

I snorted. "You? Work? What happened to all that money you have, hmm?" I can't believe I actually have my hands on my hips. The things he makes do!

Edward's eyes filled with hatred as he stepped closer. "I don't want Carlisle's money. I actually have a job, and pay for myself!"

"Well, I had, and have a job! Do you know how many hours I worked at an Ice Cream Parlor to just pay for my bus ride here?" I hated that job. Screaming kids running around, the floor being slippery, smelling like ice cream while studying for finals – the worst.

"If you have a job, how come you never work?" He argued, giving me more space.

"Because it doesn't start till next week!" I yelled.

Edward rolled his eyes again. I'm going to slap that boy.

"Whatever, Isabella, just stay away from me, got it?"

I crossed my arms over my chest and huffed. "Like anyone would want to spend time you with you anyway."

He sort of smirked (an evil smirk, mind you) as he walked past me, and I stared angrily at him. I didn't mean to yell, I didn't mean to be rude, I didn't mean anything that I said, but something about him – his sarcasm – it's so ugh! And the way he thinks he knows everything, but is still unkind to everyone else. Why shouldn't I give him a dose of his own medicine?

I closed my eyes, relaxing, and let out a breath of air. Edward was just a little set back on my good day. Now, what was I going to do? Oh, yeah, Meyer Shop. Right. I almost forgot.

Alice!

Where's my phone? I quickly checked my pockets and bag, but no luck. Then I saw it lying on a patch of green grass near some stepping stones. I picked it up, and read the screen.

New Message:

View Now View Later

I viewed it now.

From: Alice

Ugh I told u 2 go 2 the grocery store instead :/

Getting a creepy feeling from the last message, I shut my phone and continued my way to Meyer Shop.

After my incident with Edward, I actually enjoyed my visit to Meyer Shop. Ever and Jonathon work there (Ever's real name is Everado, but he goes by Ever) and, trust me, they're quite the duo. Normally, I wouldn't expect them to hang out with each other, since they only talk at work, but when they get started, it's a laughing fest.

You see, Jon and Ever are both – I'm not racist! – "white" as people call them, but, here's the thing, Ever's Mexican. So, of course, Jonathon just loves making fun of him.

As I walked in, the bell rung when the door opened, and the smell of school supplies, supplied the air. Ha! Get it? No? Sorry…

"I hate that bell." Jon muttered bitterly.

"Bella!" Ever smiled brightly – yes, he has perfect white teeth and dimples on each cheek, as almost half the guys I know. A bit of his Mexican accent twirled around as he spoke my name. He was very tall, lean, and had shaggy brown hair that reached a little under his eyebrows and ears.

I smiled. "Hey guys."

"'Sup, Bells." Jonathon smiled. His dark, dark blonde hair was combed normally, but shoots up at his forehead.

"Hi. So anything good on?" I rested my hands on the counter as I nodded to the TV.

They both shook their heads. "This is so boring!" Jonathon groaned. "No one comes in until a couple of days before school starts, so why should we be open?"

Ever smiled teasing at Jon. "Well, I just got here."

"Yeah," Jonathon opened his eyes wider. "And you saw who I had to work with since this morning – you should feel bad for me."

Ever snickered.

"Hey, what about me? I'm here a week before school starts." I giggled.

"You're an acceptation." Ever nodded, still with that big smile. Suddenly, he gasped. "El juego!" He turned around and changed the channel on the TV.

"Soccer?" Jonathon asked, eyeing the TV's new channel.

Ever stepped back. "Futbol," he corrected, and then looked at me. "I was portero for my middle and high school soccer team." Then, he raised his long arms high and twirled his body around. "Olé, oléoléolé! O-lé!"

"You see!" Jonathon pointed. "It's not football; its soccer – you said it yourself. Pen-day-hoe."

Ever rolled his eyes. "Futbol is soccer; it's how you say it in Spanish." He shook his head. "Este gringo, estupido."

"Hey," I stood up for Jonathon. "It's no his fault he didn't know."

"Hablas Español? You speak Spanish?" Ever asked, amazed. I nodded proudly; glad I've taken two years of Spanish.

"Ay guay."Ever cussed.

"Hey, hey, hey." I warned playfully. "Watch your language."

"What's, 'I way'?" Jon repeated Ever's words.

I snapped my fingers at him. "You, too."

Jonathon held his hands up in defense. "I don't even know what it means."

"It means like," Ever thought about. "Like, Holy shit! Just in Spanish."

"Oh," Jonathon nodded, and then looked at the time. "I way! It's passed my shift." Jon grabbed his bags, and ran out the store, after waving good-bye. Ever and I laughed. Then, suddenly, he came back into the store. "And I do know Spanish – no way, Jose. Hah!" With that, he left, but you could still hear him laugh and gasp 'Jose. Jose!'.

Ever and I slowly looked at each other, and then cracked up. "So, Bella, what do you need?" He asked, smiling broadly as ever. Heh, ever…Ever…

"Umm…a lápiz and a…uh, pene?" I asked, uncertain if 'pene' was how you said pen in Spanish.

Ever's lip twitched, and his whole body – which was really tall, let me tell you – was shaking. "Bella, did you mean pluma?"

"Oh!" I remembered. "Right, right – pluma. I forgot. So what's pene?"

Ever looked down at his feet, and I could tell his big smile was wider than usual. "Nada, nada." Ever chuckled. "Uh, nothing, never mind. Pen, pencil – is that all?"

I shook my head and told him all the materials I needed. Though I barely talked to him, Ever seemed really nice (and really funny). He knew English and Spanish, but mostly spoke Spanish. I don't think it's because it's easier for him, but more so because he's just used to it and it's his first language.

"Ay si, y tu crees que Masen es algo seguido con el Diablo?" Ever asked, the Mexican language rolling perfectly off his tongue.

I shrugged – my stuff was next to me on the counter as I sat on a stool, talking to Ever (it was a slow day, and the girl that took Jonathon's next shift was sick) – and sighed. "I don't think Masen has anything to do with the devil, but it's just that…"

"It's just that you think he's evil." He finished.

I nodded.

"Mira, Bella, you're always going to find people that don't get along with other people. Nobody knows anything about Edward – well, maybe his family and the Hale's – so why should we judge him on his attitude now? Maybe he's had a tough time and is having trouble fitting in – you never know."

Ever was right. Why did I assume the worst out of Edward? Maybe it was his ice cold glare. Maybe his demanding voice? It could be the way he looks like he wants to kill me. Or maybe he really is working with demonic spirits…

No! Bella, get a hold of yourself, and listen to Ever Molina right now before you get the towns' priest for an exorcism on Edward.

"Well, thanks, Ever." I grabbed my bags full of school supplies. "See you around." I smiled.

Ever, not surprisingly, smiled back. "No problem. Bye."

When I was about to exit, I heard him call. "Cálmate, Bella. Y ten cuidado con el monstró de Masen! Te puede matar con sus ojos de muerte!" He laughed, making fun of me as I continued my way out. And, really, I couldn't blame him.

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After putting everything away and getting my bag for my next class ready – it's a week away, but I hate to procrastinate – I lay on my bed, thinking about my time here.

It's a bit strange, this new life. Well, it feels like a new life. So many new people and new things. It's not that I didn't know about them before – the cliques, the money, the jokes, the boys – it's that I've hardly had any experience with them first hand. Of course, back in Forks, there were the same things surrounding me. But, it was Forks! Everything seemed to have multiplied and enlarge by each mile on my way over here.

I rolled to my side, and felt my phone vibrate.

New Message

I clicked View Now, as usual. In fact, I don't think there has been a time when I pushed the other button.

From: Rose

Hey u wanna come down to the lobby && see a movii?. its Movie ! Hehe but bring ur jammys cuz its like this sleepover. Well explain to u when ur here but hurry!!!! :]]

I quickly sat up and looked at the time.

7: 15

What! How did time go by so fast?

I jumped out of bed – no wonder Alice and Rose weren't here! – and changed into my pajamas (just a regular tank top with black sweats). I put my hair into a high ponytail, put on my slippers, and grabbed my phone with me. No thoughts seemed to fill my mind as I hurried down to the lobby. Why was I in a hurry anyway? I guess the power of something so big in college gets your anxiety level pulsing.

When the elevator door opened and I pushed the gates away, I nearly went into shock. The entire sophomore class was here. Everybody. I mean, I knew the lobby was gigantic, but to fit everyone here, really? Wow.

There was Lesley's clan – girls with too short boy shorts – the football players – the guys with shorts and undershirts on – the geeks – wearing comic book PJ's – and so many other groups and clans of people, it was confusing. But the people, or amount of them, that is, weren't what made my jaw drop. It was the huge, big, enormous, flat screen TV that covered an entire east wall – from side to side, and floor to ceiling. From the main entrance, it would be the west wall.

"Bella!" A high-pitched voice exclaimed. Alice.

"Bella!" Three male voices said in unison – the Triple J's.

"Bella!" Jonathon screamed for me.

"Bella!" Ever called.

"Bella?" Edward growled.

I winced at his harsh tone, but waved at everyone.

"What is this?" I yelled at Jonathon over the talking voices.

"You'll see." He smiled and pointed at Rose and Alice, who were waving me over.

I almost reached them when I was nearly tackled. "Guys!" I gasped for air. "Can't…breathe!"

Josh, Joseph and Johnny stopped hugging me and stepped away. "Sorry!" Joseph apologized.

I smiled, shaking me head, and walked backwards to Rose and Alice. But being a klutz, I tripped over something. "Whoa!"

But someone caught me. "Ten cuidado." Ever smiled, looking down on me.

I somewhat laughed slash tired to calm down from the adrenalin as he stood me up. "Thanks. Sorry."

He shook his head, telling me it was fine. "They're waiting for you!" Ever pointed to Alice and Rose, who looked like they were signaling for a plane to land.

I laughed, making my way over to their pool of blankets, pillows, and food. Emmett and Jasper were sitting down on the darker colored blankets, eating pizza, while Edward look disgusted as he whispered something to them. Emmett shrugged while Jasper told Edward something calmly. Edward shook his head and rolled his eyes.

I finally got to the girls, forcing myself to tear my eyes away from Edward. "Hey, what's going on?" I yelled.

"Come on, we'll explain to you later!" Rose hollered.

"The movie's almost starting, and we have great seats!" Alice squealed and grabbed my hand. The three of us sat down on a mesh of sleeping bags, pillows, and blankets.

A great seat? By the size of the biggest TV in history, I'd say every spot on the floor seemed to be a great seat. I looked around and noticed the tables and chairs weren't moved for this event. People were sitting on top of the tables, while other also lay under them.

"Glad you made it, Bells." Jasper smiled.

"Yeah, we thought you were a no-show." Emmett explained, giving Rose a diet Coke and sitting next to her.

"I didn't know," I spoke over the loud noise, "that we were going to have something like this tonight. So, we're going to watch a movie?"

Jasper nodded as he lay against Alice, throwing a blanket over both of them. "It came out in February, Friday the 13th."

I nodded, but didn't remember which movie came out that date. "So which movie is it?"

The four of them smiled at me. "Bella," Rose said as the lights completely went out and everyone suddenly stopped talking, though you could hear a couple of giggles and 'ssshhhhh!' going around. "That's the movie, Friday the 13th."

I gaped at her, open-mouthed, as the TV turned on, and credits began.

What! (I seem to be saying that a lot today…) I can't see this movie! I completely and utterly suck at scary movies! What am I going to do? I can't go back. Way too many people will know I chickened out. Gah, if only Rose, Alice, Em and Jasper were with me. But, no, they were cuddled up, acting like perfect couples – which they were. But, seriously, could they at least try to comfort me?

Feeling scared already, I looked around to see who was seated around me. It's not that the four of them were seated far away, Alice and Jasper were literally right next to me, but I wish I had someone to – you know – hide behind when the gory and scary parts came on.

A group a girl's texting were in front of me – no good. A couple behind me were making out – EW. Rose and Emmett and Jasper and Alice were to my right, hugging and being all lovey dovey.

My only chance was the person pressed up against my left arm. I slowly looked over to that side, and saw a great body covered up by an undershirt. Then, bringing my eyes up to their head, I saw a piercing green colored eyes and bronze hair.

No!

End of Chapter

First, please don't ask why I haven't updated. Second, this story is taking place in 2009. Third, I'll be posting up another thing that's like a guide for when Ever speaks Spanish. That way, when you're done reading whatever chapter that has him and you have no clue what in the world he said, you can go read the guide. I'll be posting it up right after I post this up, but it'll be as if I'm starting another story. Well, you'll see. Fourth, Jonathon and Ever are based on my friends in real life. Be expecting more of new people like that from me. They don't really hang out, but if they did, I think the way I explained is how they'll act with each other. And before you ask, yes, in my story, Ever and Jon don't get along, because I know they wouldn't get along in real life. Fifth…uh, did you like it? :) Please let me know!

Love,

Mayface!