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Just a reminder. This is OOC. Bella is not shy and clumsy, Edward doesn't brood all the time, Alice is not picture perfect.
Emmett is pretty much the only exception. He is still a loud, obnoxious, dirty-minded teddy bear.
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OH! Before I forget, a very attentive reader over on Twilighted mentioned that in the second chapter, I said Bella had long blonde hair. Thats wrong. She has brown hair.
I originally wrote this story without a Twilight influence, but changed it so I could post it on here and Twilighted. That little detail escaped my editing.
When we left off, Edward picked up Bella's pencil.
"Drop this?" He smirks.
"Yeah," Was my intelligent reply.
He drops his bag on the floor and takes the seat next to me. I'm about to tell him to get the fuck away from Jasper's chair when Mr. Banner walks up to the table.
"Bella, I don't see Jasper anywhere, so Edward will sit here for the day." He looks at me expectantly.
I glare at Edward, who is smiling a crooked grin. I have never sat at a lab table without Jasper next to me. And if he decides to skip, I sit alone. That's how it is. Always. I like everything to be in order.
Mr. Banner walks back to the front of the room and begins his lesson for the day. I try to concentrate and take notes for Jasper, but Edward's leg keeps inching closer to mine and it's very distracting.
There is a weird electricity between us that I haven't felt before. It's very confusing.
I chance a look over at Edward to find him watching me. I stand my ground –well in this case, sit- and don't drop my gaze.
After about 30 seconds into our bizarre staring contest, Edward relents and looks to the front of the room.
I roll my eyes and smirk and try to pay attention again. I can feel his eyes on me, but I decide to ignore them. I need to be a good friend for Jasper and take his notes. He always does it for me.
Finally, the class ends with only a few more interruptions from Edward, and I grab my stuff and leave the room and head to my locker.
When I get there, Alice is already there looking disheveled, touching up her makeup. I follow suit and touch my own up. Not that it really needs touching up, but whatever.
"So, did you meet my brother?" She asks.
How the hell did I not connect the dots earlier? Of course the Edward from biology is Alice's Edward.
"Yeah, he sat next to me." I scowl.
"Is that bad?" She cocks her head to the left a little.
"The seat is reserved." I say simply.
She looks a bit confused, but she drops it.
My hand brushes against my jean pocket holding my phone, and I remember Jasper's text. I slide the phone open to reveal "one new message".
"I'll tell you later darlin'"
Well at least he had the decency to say "darlin'". He knows I love to hear it every day.
I huff and slide my phone back without texting back. I'll talk to Emmett next hour and see if he knows anything about it.
Normally, Jasper is very straight-forward. A little quiet, but he never lies and isn't ashamed of anything he does.
I say a quick "bye" to Alice and head over to Emmett's locker. Its routine; I meet him at his locker and we walk together.
When I get there, he is talking to his girlfriend, and my best friend, Rosalie.
Rosalie and I didn't get along in the beginning…for about a half hour.
She is basically a bitch, and I guess I am too, so we had a moment. I am very protective over Em, as he is for me, and I don't like any slut messing with him. He is too good for that shit.
So during our little moment, Emmett said something stupid across the room and I saw the look of love in her eyes.
"You want to smack him, or should I?" I said simply.
"Oh, I will." She smirks and walks over to Emmett. I took a drink from my rum and coke and hear a loud "SMACK!"
I look over at them and see Emmett with ridiculously loving eyes. I have never ever seen him with that look in his eyes. That's when I knew that they were in it for the long haul. I swear to god, if I'm not a bridesmaid, I will throw a bitch-fit.
"Hey bitch." I say to both of them.
"Hey whore." Rose says back to me.
"What up lovah!" Em bellows.
Emmett leans over to kiss Rose quickly, and then hands me his arm like a true gentleman and we head to class.
Once there, I drop my bag on the table and Emmett follows suit.
After we're seated and have all of our stuff in front of us, I turn to him.
"Do you know where Jasper was this morning?" I ask.
"No, but I think I heard something about him hooking up with some girl in one of the abandoned rooms." He smirks.
Woah. Press Pause. Back Up. Re-wind.
I know of every girl at this school. All of the cute ones that are Jasper's type have already hooked up with him. I am his only re-peat fuck.
"Some girl?!"
"I don't know who!" He throws his hands up in surrender.
I decide to let it drop for now. Obviously Em doesn't know anything. He knows better than to lie to me.
"You coming with us at lunch?" I ask.
"Sure. Where we headed?" Ah, Emmett and his amazing vocabulary and grammar.
"I don't know. I think we should go to Jasper's house this time." We never go out to eat at a restaurant for our lunch. It takes too long and our houses are perfectly equipped for hungry teenagers.
Not many people are rich in Forks. Mainly, it's just me, Emmett, Jasper and Angela. We don't really flaunt our money, but we don't try to hide the fact either.
I would like to say that money doesn't mean anything to me, but it does. I live a comfortable life, and I'm not complaining that I don't have the normal worries about a car or college.
"I'd rather go to your house. Maybe Renee will be home today." He wags his eyebrows.
Em has always had a soft spot for my mom. I'm not entirely sure why, but it just is, and I don't want to question it. I'm too afraid for the answer.
"Yeah, and maybe Phil will be home too." I counter.
He scowls and the lesson for the day begins.
After the ridiculously boring class, the bell rings. Juniors and Senior's get to have one hour either before or after lunch off. We prefer after lunch, since all of the classes after lunch are the hardest, so there's one less to do.
After dropping my books off at my locker, I head to the gym. I enjoy gym. As long as we are doing volleyball or track. I excel at these sports. Everything else, I seem to have trouble with.
I change into my uniform; short shorts and a school tee. I lace up my all white sneakers and head out.
All we are doing today is running laps. Wonderful.
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After coming in first for the girls, coach lets me go early, so I head back to the locker room to change and freshen up.
Since I didn't sweat and smell fine, I decide against a shower and just change back into my normal clothes, touch up my makeup and hair, spray some perfume and head out to my car.
After laying on the car for a few minutes, I feel someone's hand on my thigh.
I open one eye to find Jasper hovering over me with the look in his eyes.
You know, the fuck me look.
"Nuh-uh. I'm not doing anything with you when you have already been laid today. Want to explain on that?" I raise my eyebrow.
"You heard about that, huh?" He says sheepishly.
"Yes I did. Now spill!"
"She is amazing. I saw her and I was instantly hard. I walked up to her and she just gave me that look you know?" He paused to take a breath.
"So I just followed her. It was fan-fucking-tastic, Bella." He smiles. "Pun intended."
"What's her name?" I ask.
He looks down before answering.
"I don't know. I didn't catch it." He winces.
"How the fuck do you not know her name? We know everyone at this school!" Is he serious?
"She's new!" He looks back into my eyes.
.God. He totally just fucked Alice Cullen. Could this day get any better?
"Real short with dangerously spiky hair?" I ask.
"Yeah. You know her!?" His face brightens.
"Her locker is next to mine." I say simply.
"Well? What's her name?"
"You're going to have to work for it. You ditched me today and some asshole sat in your spot." I frown.
He gets on the hood of the car with me and slides up to me.
"Aww, Darlin', I'm sorry. How can I ever make it up to you?" He says at the base of my throat. I hum in approval.
"I don't know, be creative." My eyes close when his tongue licks at the spot under my ear.
He moves to pepper my face with kisses, with special attention on my mouth.
"WOO! Get it on, baby! Where's a camera when I need it!" Emmett's voice booms through the parking lot.
Jasper places one last kiss on my mouth and hops off the car. He jogs over to Emmett and punches him –hard- on the arm.
"Fuck man! That's going to bruise!" Em whines.
"Next time, don't interrupt." Jasper says as he gets on his crotch-rocket.
Mmm. Sexy, sexy boy on a bike.
"Your place or mine?" Jasper winks.
"Mine. Emmett wants to see Renee. Fucking creeper." I roll my eyes and slide in my own car.
Emmett hops in and I look over at him in question.
"Rose said she has to go somewhere during lunch, so she took my car."
"Whatever."
And off to my house, we go.