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FIGHT! FIGHT!

"Cullen!" the attending officer barked at me, "Get your ass back here and run through this course again! Not fast enough!"

I rolled my eyes and jogged back to Sergeant Banner. I swear, someone was bound to cut out his tongue one of these days, just to get him to shut up.

Emmett, Jasper and I found some duct tape and wrapped it up as a present for Sgt. Banner once we found out it was his birthday, our sorta prank.

Just for that, he made everyone in the camp run laps around the entire perimeter along the fences for an hour. He had insisted on two, but Esme stopped him.

I sighed and went through the entire course again.

Right, left, right, left, was the mantra I repeated in my head as I flew over the tires with ease, and then I crawled under the barbed wires that stretched on for about 20 feet, getting covered in mud throughout the process. Next I climbed over the wall using the rope, and found my way down onto the other side only to find I would have to swing from the ropes. Finally, I went through the dull process of completing the obstacle course, but even though my time was better than anyone else's here, it was never enough for Sgt. Banner.

"Fine. You're dismissed Cullen." It's about time!

"Sir, yes, sir!" I saluted before marching off towards my cabin.

Gosh, I hated that man. I've already run the course five times today, but he still insists on working me to death! And what worried me was that he would be next in line to take over the camp.

"Edward! Can you please come over here?" I looked up and saw Esme gesturing for me to come towards her to talk. I wondered what was up.

I loved Esme as if she were my own mother, more than, actually, and she told me everything that went on here, and I told her everything that I needed to. She was always the person I could go to for help when I couldn't ask my brother or best friend.

"What's wrong, Esme?" It couldn't be anything bad, because she was smiling so brightly.

"Well, Edward, I've got some news for you. You've got a roommate!" she clasped her hands together before pulling me into a hug.

"Make sure you show your new roomie the ropes," she said with a wink before proceeding to walk away.

"Wait! What's his name? When does he come?"

"Carlisle already showed her to your cabin," she called back before walking back to her office.

Her? I couldn't have a girl roommate; the cabins weren't co-ed, and I really didn't want to get teased for that. Esme must've just mistaken her pronouns. People did that all the time, nothing new. I shook my head and kept walking back to my cabin.

I couldn't wait to take a shower! Ugh, I hated being caked in mud, it felt gross, and I just wanted to be clean and get back to my music.

I walked in and I saw that my door was open. I rushed in.

Nothing seemed to be out of place or missing. Ugh, it must've been my new roommate. I better teach him to respect privacy. After all, I am pretty good at being easily aroused to violence.

I poked my head out of my room and saw someone sticking their head into the bathroom, checking it out. I walked up behind him silently.

The person had long brown hair that was pretty close to the slim waist, and it was only then that I realized this person was a girl, not a guy. A girl! Agh!!!

Esme wasn't kidding.

I was angry. What gave this girl the right to snoop through people's things?

She shut the door and was about to turn around, but she walked right into me.

"Oof!" she grunted as she smacked into me and fell against the door. I didn't want her falling, so I placed my hands on her hips, steadying her. Electric currents seemed to flow through me, and that got me angrier. What was with this girl? Was she full of static or something? I quickly grabbed her arms and demanded if she went into my room.

"No!" she screamed in my face and pushed me away. Wow, she was strong for a girl her size. She was almost a foot shorter than me.

"I simply opened the door to see if it was free. I saw that it wasn't, so I moved onto the next room. I didn't go into your room, much less touch your things," she continued in a calm manner, and I could see through her eyes that she was masking her anger.

How could Esme give me a girl for a roommate? Why?

"Ugh. Can't believe I got a girl for a roommate," I scoffed as I walked away and into my room. I shut the door noisily before flopping onto my bed in exhaustion. What a day!

I was gathering a new set of uniform, ready to take a shower and clean off all this dirt when a loud banging came from my door.

"What?" I demanded angrily as I looked down at the girl in front of me. I was getting irritated. She was taking away my time from the shower to probably complain about a broken nail or something. I was ready to flip her off when she started yelling at me.

"Look here, buddy. I'm not just a girl. I can keep up with the guys just as easily, so LAY," poke, "OFF!" another poke in the chest. Ow, that hurt.

She stormed off into her room, slamming the door so hard it caused all my CDs to rattle against one another.

I just stood there staring at her door, my mouth open and gaping.

No one has ever talked to me that way, especially not a girl. I was used to girls swooning and me turning them down. That's how it was supposed to be!

I can't believe it; this girl actually had me feeling guilty for acting like such a jerk! Gah!

I guess the best thing for me to do would be to act like a gentleman, just like Esme tells me to, so I better apologize. Gosh, talk about eating your humble pie.

But, it'll have to wait til after I take a shower so I'm actually clean. That would bee a nice feeling.

While I let the warm waters unknot my tense muscles, my mind wandered over to that girl.

She was actually kinda cute, better looking than most girls here. Those warm, brown eyes that were so deep, they looked like chocolate. And her hair looked like brown mahogany silk, I just wanted to sun my hands through her hair, and stroke her face, and…

Agh! I shook my head and tried getting all those thoughts out of my head. I just met her for crying out loud!

I changed into my clothes and let my wet hair drip onto my shirt. I slowly padded up to her room. I took a deep breathe before lightly knocking on her door.

"May I help you?" she asked without emotion when she opened the door.

I was startled by her reaction. She wasn't yelling like I thought she would. And here I thought she had anger issues! Unless she was really that good at controlling it…

"Um, I just wanted to apologize for earlier. That was very rude of me, and I wasn't acting like a proper gentleman like I should have." I looked down, not wanting to see her reaction, and I actually started blushing. Blushing! How could I?! I never blush!

"Really? Because I thought I felt the warmth of a welcome emanating from you with that wonderful hello," the sarcasm was dripping from her voice, mixed in with venom.

She was really starting to piss me off all over again.

"Well someone definitely has an attitude problem," I muttered angrily.

But it seemed like I just couldn't get it right.

"Yes, I do, but that's not what got me here. So if that'll be all, you may go back to your music store." She was ready to slam the door in my face, but I wasn't having any of that. I quickly slammed my hand out to prevent her from closing the door, and I was able to keep it open, but man did it hurt! I was definitely going to have a bruise tomorrow.

I couldn't have her mad at me, and I especially couldn't have Esme mad at me for not being civil to my new roommate.

"Look, I'm in charge of you, so please listen. Can we at least try to get to know each other a little better?"

"Fine," she agreed reluctantly. She stopped trying to close the door, and with the pressure I was applying to stop it from closing caused it to slam into the wall. I saw that it left a dent in the wall. I guess that was my fault.

"Oops," I said, and she just shrugged.

I led her into my room, and she sat on my bed.

"I'm Bella," she said, clenching her teeth. I guess she was really making an attempt to be nice.

"Edward," replied.

Bella… that had a nice ring to it. It sounded like it could roll of my tongue. I like it.

Edward… Bella… Edward… Bella… Edward & Bella… Bella & Edward… Agh! Stop that!

I extended my hand for her to shake, but decided that I wouldn't. She placed her hand in mine, but I brought it up to my lips and placed a kiss. I wanted to let my lips linger on her sweet smelling skin, but I didn't want to scare her. I smiled, and she quickly retracted her hand.

Well, Esme said to be a gentleman. Plus, I got to see her pissed off. Ah, I think having Bella as a roomie might be fun. Might being the operative word.

She asked about my CDs, and I told her my parents dropped them off here, and Esme, being Esme, let me keep them here with me, since my parents had officially disowned me. Well, they had already kicked my older brother out of the house, and I followed. Emmett would be 18 soon, and he'd get kicked outta here soon. He was ready to get back to the job he had before he got sent here. I guess I could go stay with him after I leave this place, split the rent.

But what about Alice… I couldn't think about my younger sister right now. She always has been the favorite of my parents, and I guess that the situation Emmett and I were in only intensified that. But that was only half of the situation that had been going on back at home. It was like paradise here, where I didn't have to deal with those things.

I quickly snapped out of my thoughts and got back to the present.

"So, what got you in here?" she asked quickly after apologizing for what had happened to me. It's not like my problems were her fault. But her question did get me feeling smug.

"Well," I started, feeling proud of myself, and I guess just a smidge conceited, "I'm here for assault. Guy on my football team pissed me off, and it was only a matter of time before I snapped. My brother and best friend joined in on the fight, so they're here, too."

I was happy for what I did. Mike was a real idiot; didn't know how to shut the hell up. I was already ready to leave home and go stay with Emmett, but Mike took it upon himself to spread rumors and claim that I was on crack and an addict of all sorts. Psh, I've never had drugs in my life, unlike him. He was also pissed because all the girls flocked to me rather than him.

Oh well, he taunted the wrong person on the wrong night.

Learn from Mike's mistake: never piss off Edward Cullen when he is already furious and ready to rip heads off and is also drunk. It will result in imminent death.

Mike was lucky that other guys on the football team pulled me off of him. Emmett and Jasper were thoroughly regretful that they only got to throw in a punch or two.

I decided to elaborate my story, seeing as I would be stuck with her from now on.

"But the guy we fought, Mike, he's also here. So, I try my best to not get angry with him so close by. I don't want to spend extra time here."

I really didn't want to spend more time here than necessary. I should've warned Bella about staying away from him, since he always has been a clueless player, but I didn't. I don't know why I didn't; I think I might regret it later.

"So why are you here?" I was so curious now. What could she have possibly done? But, I must admit, I was feeling quite cocky, thinking that I was a much better criminal. I don't know why, but we all found pride in what we've done. Well, except for Mike, 'cuz he totally got his ass whooped by me.

"I'm here because I was charged with trespassing," she said with a smug grin.

That was it? Please, that was nothing! She calls that a crime? I smirked at her. I totally beat her with this. I am still the man of the camp. Well, that's how highly I regard myself.

But I had acted too quickly, because she wasn't done. "Vandalism, and four counts of assault." She was the one wearing a smug grin now. She knew she had me. But that couldn't be! That was impossible! No one tops the great Edward Cullen! No one! Especially not a mere girl! That would be really embarrassing.

"You lie. There's no way you took on four people. Unless those were separate times," I retorted, trying to redeem myself.

"Nope. Trespassed one of my schoolmate's house. Trust me; you would've done the same. Vandalized the place and died her hair green, shaved her dog, too before I got into a catfight with that blonde airhead," she shook my head in disgust, "but at least I got away unscathed. Poor Lauren wasn't so lucky. Bruises and a broken nose," she just laughed, probably remembering how fun it was to get her revenge. "I actually know how to fight. My dad is chief of the officers over where I'm from, so he taught me how to take care of myself."

I just shrugged. "You took on another girl, so what? You didn't say anything about the other three assaults." So she took on a girl, which was her equal match. I took on Mike while I was drunk and seeing fours. I could barely walk straight but I was still the better fighter. I bet I was still better at being a criminal.

"Fine. One of the Deputies came, Deputy Mark," she lowered my gaze before continuing, "yeah, he's quite young, joined last year right outta high school. I didn't take him on because he had someone waiting for him at home, pregnant." She shook her head as if she were disgusted. What was wrong? Many teens got pregnant, as did unmarried women. Sure, I wouldn't really approve either, but I wouldn't have that kind of reaction to that kind of news. Something must have happened between the two of them. I wonder what. Must've been bad, because I noticed the change in her voice and expression when she mentioned him; she seemed, bitter… darker, more, enraged I guess. Something about the way she talked about him made me want to hurt that guy.

She continued with her story.
"I didn't want to deal with that specific bastard, so I ran away. Three more officers came and tried following me as I hopped fences and whatnot. I made sure that my friends got away. Yeah, well, they eventually got close enough to tazer me, so they did. It hurt like hell," she said while making a face, but quickly masked it as she lifted her shirt.

Whoa! What was she doing, stripping? Oh, never mind.

I quickly regained my composure when I realized she was showing me the burn from the tazer. Wow, that looked like it still hurt. She must be pretty tough to handle that. But I was kinda pissed at whoever did that to her.

"Yeah, so they caught up to me, and I tried crawling away. One of them grabbed me by my ankle, so I fought back. Kicked him right in the face and broke his jaw. I was able to get up, but it's hard to run after you've been electrocuted, so I just went for kicks. Broke three ribs on the second officer, and the third, well, let's just say that having kids probably won't be an option for him," she continued.

I was just… speechless.

She took on three police officers; male police officers, as in guys, guys who were trained for fighting and stuff. She was truly amazing to take on all of that. Talking with her was probably the best conversation I've had with anyone besides Esme and Carlisle.

She winked at me and started laughing while I just stared at her with my jaw hanging open and slack.

"Well, I'm not too sure about the injuries, because I only heard about them through my dad, Charlie." It sounded as if she was trying to be modest. That definitely didn't lessen the amazement I found in her.

"You took down three officers after being tazered? You're incredible. I don't know how you got caught and ended up here," I said while shaking my head in wonder. She really shouldn't be here. I thought she would've been one who would be able to escape.

"You are officially the toughest guy here," I told her. I'm pretty sure that was the honest truth. She just raised her eyebrow. It took my awhile before I finally understood her expression. I probably insulted her by saying she was a guy. She definitely wasn't a guy, not with that hot body and that face of an angel. I quickly corrected myself.

"Well, not guy, but I would definitely be hiding behind you if I got scared," I said with a chuckle.

"You, scared? Yeah, right!" she said while laughing, and delicately holding her sides.

"Hm, I wonder if you could beat my brother Emmett in a fight," I mused aloud, trying to picture it. After hearing what she did to three full grown men after being tazered, I'm sure she would be able to take on my bear of a brother while she's fully charged. I think it would be pretty funny, seeing her beat him up. Ah, Emmett being beaten up by a girl; what I would pay to see that.

"Well, as much as I'd love to know the answer to that, I wouldn't want to cripple him," she guffawed.

"It's official, I am hanging out with you. You should scare off all the bullies here, use you as my weapon," I said as I teased her and poked her ribs.

She hissed in pain, and I got worried. Did I poke her too hard? Oh no! And I was starting to really like her! Argh! Why me? Hurting the wrong person.

"What? Are you alright? Did I do something wrong?" I asked her, praying that she was alright. It was just a poke after all, how bad could the damage have been, right?

She lifted her shirt again and showed me another tazer burn where I had poked her.

Bull's eye, I thought. How many of those did she have?

"Sorry," I said, and then I gave her a bitter smile, saying, "You amaze me." She really did. She seemed to have a high tolerance for pain. But I was also angry. Who could've done this to Bella? She didn't deserve that. I promise that the next person to hurt this angel gets his head ripped off. Or hers, depending on if it's a girl, like that Lauren person Bella had mentioned.

I asked her when all of this whole fight took place, since her tazer marks looked fresh, and she said just two days ago. Wow. She really did have a high tolerance for pain.

Taking my suggestion, Bella changed from her fancy dress clothes from her trial this morning and changed into her new uniform.

I really enjoyed seeing her in them. Even though they were all plain, and slightly loose, they looked so good on her, with all those delicious curves accentuated. And the dark blue against her light creamy skin was a lovely effect. And now I really wanted to run my hands through her dark brown hair to check and see if it was as silky as it looked. She was the most intriguing creature I've ever met.

I led her outside so we could head over to the mess hall for dinner.

"Ready for your first dinner here, Miss Bella?" I asked her while I offered my arm, teasing her, but, at the same time, wishing that she would take it. I longed for that feeling of wholeness when we touched.

But she just shoved my arm away and laughed. I have to admit, that kinda hurt a little, so she just walked by my side until we were inside the building with a bunch of tables and disgusting food that would make the stuff served to those on death row look like a feast from the gods.

I led her to the line and we grabbed a tray each, ones that already had food and bottled water on it.

"Bella, will you sit with me and my group?"

"Sure. Got nowhere else to be. Oh, wait, I forgot! I promised my Barbie wannabe friends that I would sit with them today and talk about nail polish!" she gushed sarcastically. I just rolled my eyes; might as well get used to it already.

"You have a problem with your sarcasm."

"Eh, get used to it. Not something that you can get rid of after having it for 17 years. It's the key part of my personality that everyone enjoys," she said with more sarcasm, but was teasing this time.

"Hey, guys, listen up." I called the attention of my friends, and all their eyes locked onto Bella.

Figures. Sure, ignore your friend and just ogle the first girl in sight. Yeah, couldn't ask for better friends. Yeah, right.

Well, I don't really think I could blame them. I'm pretty sure Bella's the hottest thing with a heartbeat here, and she would be sitting with us. It's not like any girl here really socialized with us, so it would only make them more desperate for Bella's attention with her beauty.

"Er, yeah," I started getting impatient, and a tad jealous as I noticed Bella blushing from all their stares, Emmett and Jasper having the only decency to look at me now, "guys, this is Bella, my new roommate."

"Aw, no fair," I heard one of the guys mutter.

"Some people have all the luck," another muttered.

Bella was crimson now. I don't think I've really ever seen her blush until now. She really did look lovely.

"Anyway," I stated, getting their attention, hopefully, "She'll be sitting with us for now, so, be nice. Bella, these are the guys. Guys, this is Bella. No hitting on her." She blushed again. I had to mark her as mine, and keep Mike away.

"Hey!" Bella yelled and turned her gaze towards me. "I can take care of myself, thank you very much. The last guy to hit on me got bitch slapped and lost two teeth. I know self defense," she reminded me.

I could practically hear all the guys gulping when she mentioned lost teeth.

"Oh, and guys, she is now the toughest guy here."

"But she's not a guy!" Emmett interrupted.

"What's your point?" Death glares and daggers were sent to Emmett by Bella, and if looks could really kill, and Emmett was cat, he would've lost all nine lives by now. I guess that insulted her, again. I forgot, she liked being included with the guys. Why, I had no clue, but if that's what she wanted, then oh well.

"Um, nothing," he replied, looking scared.

"Look, she beats everyone's record here. Trespassing, vandalism," Emmett interrupted me again with a scoff, and I could tell Bella was ready to jump him with a vicious attack. I definitely wouldn't want to be in the middle of that. "And four counts of assault," I finished.

Jasper whistled, impressed. "Yeah, three of those assaults were on police officers, after she was tazered." I looked at her, and she was expressionless, just staring straight ahead at nothing. Remembering the second tazer she showed me made me add in with more bragging about her. "Multiple times." I grinned smugly at the guys, and all their jaws hung open.

"C'mon Bella, sit down." She sat down beside me and started eating dainty bites, as if she weren't hungry. I didn't know about her, but I was starving. Joining in with the rest of the guys, I shoveled the food into my mouth as if there was no tomorrow, even if the food sucked.

"That's Emmett and Jasper," I pointed to my brother and best friend, who were sitting across from us, "that's Eric, Tyler, and Ben." I pointed out the others at our table, who nodded in response, chewing with their mouths open and just staring at her.

Their expressions kinda reminded me of goldfishes, and, Tyler's IQ was probably the equivalent of one, too. No offense to him or anything.

"So, why you guys in here?" Bella asked conversationally.

"Well, I'm pretty sure Eddie boy over there already told you why Jasper and I are here," Emmett grinned broadly with a smug smile. That didn't last long, because soon he had mashed potatoes on his face, courtesy of the Cullenator. Me.

"Don't. Ever. Call. Me. EDDIE BOY!" I yelled at him.

A food fight probably would've started if Bella and Jasper hadn't intervened.

"I love a good fight and all, and I know I've had my share and all, but please, restrain yourselves. I know the food sucks, but suck it up and shove it down your throats before I shove it up somewhere else," Bella said, getting frustrated that none of us had out down our utensils filled with food. Well, except for Jasper, who was trying to get Emmett to put down his forkful of a lumpy something.

"Geez, Bella, someone has anger issues," Eric said, grinning while eyeing her.

"What are you looking at?" Clawed and ready for a fight, Bella looked like she was ready to bite Eric's head off for ogling.

"N-n-nothing." He stuttered quickly and shoved food into his mouth.

"Well Edward, you sure know how to pick 'em. By the way, you've got great taste, honest," Ben said sincerely as he winked. Ah, man! I turned to face Bella slowly, scared of her wrath.

She was staring at Ben incredulously, then me, before she turned back to her food and started stuffing her mouth like she was Emmett's sibling and not mine. But not before mumbling something with profanities under her breath.

I chuckled and went back to eating. Then a sharp pain ran through my foot, and I looked over to Bella, who was stepping on my foot.

"What is so funny, Cullen?" she asked through gritted teeth, eyes narrowing.

Oh, God, it hurt! She wasn't lying when she had said she knew how to inflict pain.

"Nothing," I said with labored breathing. Finally, the pain eased and she chose to shoot her death glares at the food rather than me.

"Well," Ben said, happy to pick up where we left off, "I'm in here 'cuz Eric, Tyler and I got drunk and passed out in some park. Great time!" He was too cheerful sometimes.

"Sorry Edward," Bella whispered under her breath so that only I could hear her.

"Oh, um, it's okay." I was puzzled. I guess she was trying to make up for earlier. I'll have to limp home. But that'd be okay, 'cuz I'd probably get to have Bella nursing me.

Hmm… nurse Bella… I got lost in my fantasies, and then someone cleared their throat and got me out of my perverted thoughts. Chancing a quick glance at Bella, she was staring at me quizzically, causing me to blush since it was her that I had been thinking about.

"So, Bella, why is it you enjoy being included with the guys?" There was so much I was eager to learn about her.

She just shrugged, unashamed to answer in front of all of the guys, "All my friends are guys." For some reason that got my blood boiling with anger. "Yeah, my friends helped me with that ambush," she said, a genuine smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"Oh, yeah, I remember. Hey, Emmett, I was telling Bella something earlier. I was wondering if she could take you down." I grinned smugly at my older brother, knowing his answer already.

"Psh, no one can take down Emmett," he said as he pounded his chest. We all rolled our eyes at him.

"Well, I wouldn't want to hurt you and make the poor baby cry," Bella taunted.

"Oh, it's so on," Emmett thundered.

"Like I said, you'll get hurt."

"Yeah, right. You. Me. Yard. After dinner." Emmett, being Emmett, was cocky as ever and Bella just shrugged, her sign of agreement.

We all finished our dinner in a rush, and soon we were outside in the grass, watching Emmett stretch and Bella stare at him lazily with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Are we doing this or not?" Bella asked impatiently.

"Looks like the little girl can't wait to get back to her dollies," Emmett taunted, and that fueled Bella.

"Emmett, why would I play with your toys? Get over here so I can whoop your soon-to-be sorry ass," she growled, like, literally.

Without warning, she charged at Emmett full force and jumped onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist from the front, and started pounding his face furiously. Then she moved on to slapping him. She climbed off and stared at him, waiting for a response. We all wondered what was wrong with the guy. She must've been stronger than we thought, because Emmett couldn't get her off of him. He had scratches all over his face, and the red marks in the shape of her hand were forming, as well as purple welts from her fists. He spit something out of his mouth, and I realized it was a tooth.

Damn, she was tough. That was a major turn on for me.

He stared blankly at her before charging.

To my horror, Bella didn't move. Emmett reached her full force and grabbed her by the waist, flinging her over his shoulder and spinning around, getting her dizzy. I knew what he was planning on doing next. He was going to throw her onto the ground. But he didn't.

Well, he tried, but it didn't exactly work out that way. It looked like Bella was clinging to him, and he started screaming. Soon she lost her grip and was flung to the ground.

Hard.

"Bella!" I yelled, starting to run to her. I stopped when I saw her start to get up, and I turned to Emmett, whose ear was bleeding. I'm guessing that Bella bit him, seeing as the blood was coming out in the form of a crescent.

Bella got up on her knees, wobbling, and she spit the blood from her mouth before wiping her hand across her mouth. Emmett stared at her in amazement.

Bella ran as fast as any person with jelly legs could, and kicked Emmett right where the sun don't shine. And we heard it, too. Emmett was in too much pain to move, much less scream in pain, so he simply sank to his knees.

Ouch. Poor guy.

"Remind me not to get on Bella's bad side," Tyler whispered.

"Sorry Emmett, but you asked for it," Bella said as she patted his back.

Well, it was true, he did ask for a fight.

"Bella, how are you? You went down pretty hard. Do you have a concussion?" I looked at her worriedly, praying that she wouldn't faint on me. Although… I don't think I'd mind carrying her…

GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER EDWARD!!! I yelled to myself, mentally shaking my head.

"I'm fine, really. I have a high tolerance for pain." So I was right.

"Sure. But let's just get you back, okay? You should shower. There's grass all over you, and in your hair, too," I said as I plucked a dry leaf from her hair. "And I'm sure you don't want to taste Emmett's blood in there. Man, that was one hell of a fight! I didn't know you meant you knew how to fight like a professional UFC fighter!" Seeing her like that really got me excited. Like I said, seeing her like that was a kind of turn on for me. I fell like such a sicko. Whatever, at least I got her as a roomie.

I was leading her into our cabin when the voice I despised most called to us from behind.

"So, you must be Bella. That was quite a show you put on back there. I'm sure you'll get to know me very well. What do you say, would you like to join me for a chat in my room?" I hat those innuendos.

Mike.

A/N: I hope this was a little longer! I had fun doing this from EPOV! I know it ain't very good, but I'm tired and don't have time for anything! Sorry! I hope you enjoyed! Thank you! Please review!