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Rediscovering the swan
Chapter 6
Bella
I sighed loudly as I placed a bookmark in my beloved Austen novel.
Two more chapter's and I'll be finished...again.
How pathetic is that?
My life is so fucking mundane, it ridiculous.
I hate to admit it but I'm really glad I met Alice Cullen. She was just the escape I needed away from this poor excuse of a life I'm living.
Even though, we're polar opposites.
She's spunky and I'm bitchy. She's beautiful and I'm plain. She's a fashionista and I'm a fashion reject. We couldn't be more different. She was like Rose without the vain bitchiness and stony approach . In other words, she was nice and actually cared about people's feelings. I learned that first hand after she told me what she did to Edward for starting that rumor about me on Friday. I got three words for that.
Fan-fucking-tastic!
I took off my glasses and placed it on the nightstand along with my book - and stretched out on my bed. Today was Sunday, the most tedious day of the week. There wasn't shit on T.V and no one was home. Normally I wouldn't care about these things but after the day I had yesterday. I realized I needed a little more excitement in my life.
Because yesterday was far from ordinary.
I went shopping in Sequim with Alice and Rosalie. And let me just say; those bitches are fucking insane. Kid you not. I watched as they charged in each store, like two lioness. Snatch article after article of clothing off the racks without a second thought, then bombard poor unsuspecting sales associates with questions about clothing that they didn't even sell. I even think one of the associates mouthed 'Help' to her manager when the girls weren't looking. It was Hilarious. I didn't purchase anything new – much to the girls displeasure. I was quite content with my current wardrobe. Black and boring. Plus I was having a blast just watching those two scare the shit out of everyone in the stores. But after a hour or two I wandered off to a local book shop, because watching those bitches fuss over clothing all day was seriously damaging my intellect.
When they finished shopping we headed over to Alice's mansion. Yes mansion. A house that big could only be describe as a mansion. When we pulled up into the massive driveway; my jaw fucking dropped. I mean, her house looked like the fucking white house.
No bullshit.
I almost expected a group of secret service guys don their shades and ear pieces, to appear – throw blanket over our heads and rush us in the house. Instead Alice's mom greeted us. She was a strikingly beautiful middle-aged woman with shoulder length caramel hair and familiar emerald eyes. She had an aura of a caring and nurturing woman. A mother. I smiled, trying to hide the ping of jealously I suddenly felt. She was every thing my scatter-brained, flighty and unpredictable mother wasn't. Renee was more of a friend to me and less a mother. And that sucked. Because what I really needed was a mother. Mrs Cullen wholeheartedly welcomed Rose and I into her home and offered to make us lunch. I tried not to gape at her but failed. I haven't had a meal made for me since I was ten.
I am so going to steal Alice's mom.
The interior of the house was also amazing. They had three floors and every thing was pristine and extravagant. My jaw dropped again when Alice told me that her mom designed everything.
Can this lady be any more perfect?
After we ate lunch in their huge - immaculate kitchen, that could probably put Martha Stewart's kitchen to shame; we headed upstairs to Alice's room. Her room looked like every girly-girl's paradise - Frilly, pink and lavender. I wanted to puke. She had a white vanity set filled with nail polishes and perfumes, four poster canopy bed with a lavender comforter and pillows, and a pink bean bag sofa under a white carpet. Ick! Rose and I sat on the offensive yet comfortable sofa drinking soda as she ran in and out of her bathroom – trying on clothes and modeling it for us. After a while my bladder grew full. So she told me to use the bathroom upstairs since she was occupying her's. Once I got upstairs I entered the first room I spotted.
And my jaw fucking dropped for the third and final time.
It was Edward's room
I quickly perused the immaculate room while inhaling his tantalizing scent – that seems to be embedded in every surface area of the room. His room was magnificent. Wall-sized windows,an amazing Cd collection, that completely covered one of his walls, and a king size bed with a black head board. My cooch fluttered as I gazed at the satin blue sheets and the half dozen pillows that covered it. Fuck! He had a sexy bed. Just imagine the things you could do in a bed like that. Tangled bodies, moving together. Soft sighs and loud moans. Piercing eyes. Silky sweaty skin, dripping aching cooch, hard throbbing... Ugh!
I groaned as I felt the familiar wetness seep into my panties. Shit, maybe I should have brought an extra pair with me. I shook my head and walked into his bathroom, fighting the urge to look back at his enticing bed – that I'm sure will be feature in one of my many hot dreams tonight.
His bathroom was a prime example of his OCD tendencies. It was so fucking clean in there, I saw my reflexion on his floor, his sink and his sexy ass tub. His shelves were fully stocked with products arranged in the same order as his locker. Size and labels facing. I began to feel like I was in the hygiene aisle of the Newton's convenient shop. I half expected Mr. Newton to pop up somewhere wearing that fuck-awful Donald Trump toupee, grinning at me with his false teeth. It was really weird. I mean, I never a knew a guy could be so fucking neat. Emmett and Charlie damn sure wasn't. Hell, I'm not even that fucking neat. I'm not a slob or anything like that, but if you come into my room you might see a few thing out of order or a basket of dirty laundry in a corner. Not in this room though. This fucking room doesn't even looked lived in.
After I used the bathroom, I walked to his massive Cd wall. For some reason I was curious about what kind of music that asshole liked to listen to. I don't know, he seemed like the douchy Limp Bizkit type of guy to me. Then again, maybe I'm wrong and I'm automatically adding his taste in the 'all things and people I hate category'.
I detest Fred Durst.
As my eyes scanned Cd after Cd, I realized he had everything. Every Artist. Every like a fucking music store. And it seems they were all arranged in alphabetical and chronological order.
Who does that shit? I'm mean, who actually takes the time to organize shit like that?
An anal mother-fucker that's who.
One particular Cd stood out from all the rest. It was in the D section. Debussy. I remembered when I moved back with my mom, just before my fourteenth birthday. I was surprised to see half of the furniture in the house missing and a big ass piano, smack in the middle of the living room. She was going through a musical phase and she sold half of our shit so that she could buy a piano she couldn't even play. Anyway, to make a long story short; She use to listen to Debussy Claire De Lune on Cd non fucking stop. At first I found it really annoying, but after a while I found it soothing. I'd listen to it whenever I was pissed-off or depressed about some of the dumb shit she did. It always calmed me down and made me feel better.
I longed to hear it again.
Just as I'm reaching for the Cd, guess who decided to make an appearance – scaring the living shit out of me. The asshole in question. He was clearly pissed I was in his room; but god he looked fuck hot – clad in a gray thermal shirt and dark blue jeans. We argued back and forth for a while. I called him out on his neurotic tendencies he called me out on my prank – which resulted in me firing back in the most humiliating way . I basically said he had a golden dick in his pants. No not dick, 'thing'. I mean, what the hell is wrong with me? Why would I say some shit like that? Sure, I thought about it and I maybe even dreamed about it. But god why did I say it. Then Alice showed up relieving me of the awkward and even more embarrassing moment when Edward asked me if I thought he had a golden dick. We teased him relentlessly, which put the ball back in my court. And when Rose came, that's when all the fun began. In other words we ganged up on him and chewed his ass up. We were like fucking Charlie's Angels. Not the modern one. But the real nineteen seventy's one. Rose was Farrah Fawcett. Alice was Kate Jackson. And I was Jaclyn Smith. Edward was fucking furious. I found something satisfying in the way he would glare and gaze at me with a mixture of disdain, annoyance and something else. It was definitely some kind of emotion. I just didn't know what it was. Now that I think of it, when we were arguing - every now and then I would catch him gazing at my face and my neck with a certain glint in his eyes. It was really weird but all the more pleasing that I could get him riled up to that point.
The sound of the smoke detector immediately brought me out of my musings.
Oh fuck, the food!
I put on my glasses, hopped out of bed and ran downstairs;covering my ears to muffle the loud relentless shrilling sound.
I totally forgot about the pot roast I had in the oven. Emmett practically beg me to make it last night after watching this dumb couple make it on the food network. Now the shit is probably burned to a crisp.
Fuck!
When I entered the kitchen; smoke and the distinct stench of over-cooked meat greeted me.
I groaned; thoroughly pissed that I ruined dinner and I now have to call Charlie and ask him to bring home some take out. Because I refuse to eat fucking fish again.
Double fuck!
I turned off the oven and opened the windows; airing the kitchen out and causing that annoying ass smoke detector to turn off. Just as I'm about open the oven to access the damage. A knock on the door startled me. I walked to the foyer and opened the door; staring in shock at the grinning face before me.
Jacob Black
He was clad in dark jeans and a black vintage Rolling Stones tee that fit snugly over his bulging chest, shoulders, arms, back; Everything. I gazed at his body incredulously.. When the hell did he get so buff? I mean, he was practically Emmett buff. And what the hell happened to his hair? It use to be shoulder-length. Now it's cropped short and a bit spiky.
"Bells" he smiled
I stared at him blankly; adjusting my glasses. "Nice tee. you cut your hair?"
He dragged his finger through his short, black locks self consciously. "yeah...i..uh...just thought I needed a new look, you know"he shrugged his shoulders.
"yeah. It looks great" I said,quickly reassuring him.
I would hate to wound anybody's ego. Except Rose; her ego was too fucking big.
The smile he gave me was blinding. "Thanks"
We stood in an uncomfortable silence for a moment; gazing around at nothing and nobody.
"Um...if you're looking for Charlie, he's not here." I stated, ending the awkward moment.
He placed his hands in the pockets of his oil stained jeans; gazing at me anxiously.
"I know. He's with my dad down at the rez. I'm...uh...actually here to see you"
Huh?
"OK. Let's hear it"
I gazed at him expectantly; waiting for him to elaborate. He shifted from foot to foot uneasily .
"So...um...how's the truck?"
The Chevy use to be his truck. He originally found it in an old lot - where he brought it, took it home and rebuilt it. He sold it to Charlie because he knew I needed it and also because he found another fucked up truck in the lot.
Garbage picker much?
"Don't you mean the dinosaur"
He chuckled."That's cold. You know you love her"
"I did love her. Before she died on me"
He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "So...um...did you get her fixed?"
"Nah. I can't afford it"
"I figured that. Do you mind... if I...uh...take a look at her?"
I shook my head. "I just said I couldn't afford it"
What part of that didn't he understand?
"I'll do it for free"
I gazed at him incredulously. "you're shitting me"
"No, absolutely free" he smiled
I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. "Why? Did Charlie put you up to this? Because If he did tell him I don't need him to..."
He held his hands up; halting my rant. "Bella. This doesn't have any thing to do with Charlie. It's all me" he sighed and gazed at me earnestly "I know we don't hang out or talk much. But I do consider you a friend. I'm doing this as your friend. Let me help "
As I gazed into his deep brown eyes, which were a shade or two darker then mine; I suddenly became over-whelmed with guilt. Jacob was a great guy. A cool guy. He tried so hard to befriend me since I moved back here and I've done nothing but shoot him down. I mean it wasn't his fault that his father happened to be best friends with Charlie.
I'm such a bitch.
"That's um...really nice of you Jacob" I said, tucking my hair behind my ear.
He gazed at me warily . "So, is that a yes?"
I waved my hand toward the garage. "Knock yourself out champ"
He clapped his hand exuberantly; grinning from cheek to cheek. "Awesome"
I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm. Who knew that free labor could brighten someone else's day.
Closing the door behind me; I led him to the garage.
"OK You asked for it"
Jacob spent the whole afternoon repairing my truck. As It turns out she wasn't dead after all. According to Jacob all she needed was a new part for her carburetor. Whatever the hell that was. He said that he had a spare part in his dad's garage at the rez. So I rode with him there, in his Volkswagen Rabbit - that looked worst then my Chevy. While there I met a few of his friends. Quil, Seth, Paul and Embry. They were a surprisingly cool bunch. And really funny. The only thing I didn't like was when they all assume I was Jacob's girl and began making teasing remarks. That's when the bitch in me emerged and I told them all to go fuck themselves. When we got back to my house Jacob finished fixing my truck while I sat on an old milk crate beside him. We fell into an easy conversation. Talked about anything and everything. From our favorite movies to our sick obsession with vintage t-shirts. When he finally hopped in his truck and left. I walked into the house elated that my truck was running and that I made a new friend.
The next day I arrived at school early. I pulled into the parking lot in my noisy beat up- but running truck with a smile on my face. I called Jacob this morning and he gave me the OK to drive it. I fist pumped. My days of bumming for rides from Charlie, Emmett, Rose, Angela and Edward are as good as gone.
Fucking A!
As I hopped out of the truck I spotted that stupid shiny Volvo that belonged to the new bane of my existence, pulling into a parking spot a few cars from me. Alice enthusiastically popped her head out the passenger window.
"Hey Bella!" she bellowed.
I waved. She reached behind her to swat at Edward; then hopped out the car, slamming the door shut.
"Fuck Alice!"he shouted
She skipped toward me in the 'Jazz outfit' as she likes to call it. Glancing back to stick her tongue out at him.
I shook my head. Would I ever get use to her giddiness?
"Omg! Bella you have a car. I'm so totally happy you got a car. Did your dad get it for you? Huh? It doesn't look like it has much mileage and that's totally OK I can't believe you didn't tell me you got a car when I called you yesterday. I thought we were friends?"she pouted.
Probably not
"Well first and foremost; I didn't tell you I got a car because I've always had one. It was just broke. My friend Jacob actually fixed it for me."
I smiled as I thought about my budding friendship with Jacob. I still couldn't believe how much we had in common. Edward suddenly sauntered up to us.- looking fuck hot as usual in his beanie hat and black Jacket.
"Ooh, might this Jacob be less a friend and more a boyfriend?" Alice inquired, wagging her eyebrows
I rolled my eyes."Absolutely not. He's just a friend as in a friend friend"
She smirked impishly. "Let me be the judge. Is he cute?"
"Alice what does that have to do with anything?"
"Tons"
I glanced at Edward,who was sporting an annoyed expression on his face - but listening no doubt,before gazing back at Alice.
"Well" she said impatiently, tapping her feet.
"Um... I guess he's OK if you like..."
"Tall, tan, muscular and hot" Alice injected, looking over my shoulder.
My brows furrowed. "yeah. How did you..."
"Bella!" a familiar voice bellowed.
I turned around toward the voice only to see Jacob walking toward us clad in a open jean jacket with a gray Bob Marley tee that said 'one love' and dark denim jeans.
I smiled as I adjusted my back pack higher on my back.
"Cool tee. Although I didn't take you for the Bob Marley type"
He stopped in front of me. "Oh yeah. He like epic. You know, living in peace and harmony and junk. The world would be a much happier place. Don't you think?"
I chuckled."OK Now you sound like a fucking hippie. You know, my mom would have loved having someone whose so passionate about peaceful utopian society for dinner when she was going through her flower power phase a few years back."
"Really" he grinned. I nodded my head "Too bad she would of hated me. I mean don't get me wrong; me and hippies are cool. It's just the whole vegan thing I don't agree with. I wouldn't dream of giving up my meat"
"That's what she said" Alice injected
Jacob and I simultaneously turned our heads and gazed at her.
She shrugged her shoulders. "What? I couldn't let that one pass"
Jacob, Alice and I burst out laughing while Edward looked on in annoyance. When our laughter died down I quickly introduced everyone. I shook my head as Alice subtly gave me the thumbs up behind Jacob's back and I couldn't help but notice the way Edward glared at him.
What the fuck was his problem?
The school parking lot began filling up with students. Emmett's Jeep and Rosalie's car suddenly pull in beside us. They hopped out their cars and paired up with their significant others. Emmett threw his arm over Rosalie's shoulder. And I watched as Jasper's eyes popped out of his head as he looked Alice over. Oh yeah, I could totally feel the lust rolling off him in waves now. He grabbed her hand and they silently gazed in each others eyes.
They made me so fucking sick
Jealous much?
So what, who gives a shit
Emmett and Jacob gazed at each other momentarily;sizing each other up. I could tell he was impressed by Jacob's sudden...growth spurt. Long gone was the lanky Quileute boy.
"S'up" Emmett said
"S'up" Jacob replied
"What brings you over to our neck of the woods? Came to mingle with the pale faces? "
"I came to see Bella"
I flushed lightly at his response. Alice nudged me on the shoulder.
"So, are you ready to get your Redskin ass kicked" Emmett said, clapping Jacob on the back, hard – causing him to budge slightly
Alice gasped in response. Clearly thinking the worst as usual.
Jacob clapped him back, even harder - causing Emmett to take a step forward at the impact. Jacob smirked in satisfaction.
"Not unless you're ready to get your Sea-hawk ass smoked"
I rolled my eyes. Guys are so fucking typical. Always testing each other to see who's more manly
"Wanna put a wager on that, tough guy? Fifty buck says my team demolishes your shit team"Emmett arched an eyebrow daringly.
Jacob smirked."you're on beef cake "
Rosalie huffed; heels clicking on the concrete as she sauntered between both guys.
"Oh puleeze. you guys make me so fucking sick. Why don't you both pull it out now and see whose is bigger.
"OK Rose, I do not want to hear about anyone pulling anything out" I injected
She pointed a finger at me. "Can it Mary"
"Fuck off Barbie bitch"i retorted
She narrowed her eyes. I flipped her off.
Tough tittie bitch.
Jacob glanced at Rosalie before gazing back at Emmett.
"So I see you're still with the ice princess"
Rosalie scowled."Fuck off Mutt. You wish you had someone like me."
"Nah. I'm more of a girl next door type of guy."
His eyes flickered to mine as he said that. I flushed profusely
Oh my god I think he has a crush on me.
"Hmm...well good luck with that. You better hope she's not allergic to dogs" she grabbed Emmett's arm pulling him toward the school. "let's go Em. We have to get inside before the bell rings"
He nodded. "Alright babe. Yo Black!" Jacob gazed at him "My house next week. You bring the food"
Jacob smiled." you bring the drinks"
We watched Emmett and Rosalie walk to the school, hand and hand.
"OK That was the strangest interaction I've ever witness."Alice stated
"yeah, what's up with that Jacob. I mean I could understand Em and that manly shit you guys were doing, to see who had the bigger balls. But Rose?"
Jacob leaned against my truck and chuckled. "Icy and I've been like that with each other for years."
My brows furrowed. "I don't remember that."
"That's because you never hung out with me. If you did you would see" he said gazing at me pointedly
I nodded meekly. Overwhelmed with guilt once again. Damn Jacob, throw salt into the wound why don't you?
"Rosalie hangs out at the rez" I asked intrigued.
Rosalie never mentioned hanging out at the re. Then again why would she? We never delved into personally shit with each other. She was just Emmett's girlfriend who like to bitch at me. She was never really a friend.
He smirked. "Once again, you would have known this if you hung out with me"
I rolled my eyes. "Alright, I get it Jacob. Enough with that shit"
He chuckled holding his hands up. "Alright I'll stop. Only if you promise to come to the bonfire this weekend.
I sighed.
"C'mon Bells it'll be fun. The guys made me promise to bring you"
I glanced at Alice who was practically vibrating in excitement, still holding Jasper's hand.
"Can I bring my friend?"
He smiled brightly. "yeah sure. You all are welcome"
He glanced at Edward, who was leaning against a blue Acura with a scowl on his face.
Alice squealed. "yayyay my first bonfire. Thank you for inviting me me Jacob."
Jacob smiled. "No prob, shorty"
She stuck her tongue out at him. He chuckled, pushing his self off my truck.
He gazed at me. "Alright, so I guess I'll see you this weekend?"
I gave him the thumbs up. "Definitely"
"Don't bail on me last minute Bells"
"She's not Jacob. I won't let her. And she'll be dressed to kill" Alice piped up with her arm across my shoulder.
My eyes widened at her implication. This was not a fucking date.
"Alice" I hissed, gazing at her. She winked
"Oh I'm sure of that. I think she always looks hot anyway. Later" he said with a wink, walking away.
I ducked my head as my face turned scarlet at his complement.
OK Jacob definitely has a crush on me
My head suddenly snapped up as I realized something
"Jacob!" I bellowed
He hopped on a motorcycle and gazed at me.
"What was it...i mean why did you come here today? Was it some thing to do with the truck?
He put on his helmet and shook his head. "I told you. I came to see you!"
I gaped as the blood rushed to my face. He kick started his bike then he was gone.
Alice smiled, nudging me on my shoulder
"Someone has a crush on Bella" she said in a sing-song voice.
I stood there still gaping in disbelief.
Someone other then Mike nuisance Newton has a crush on me
Fucking A!
Edward
I walked through the dense shrubbery, leaned against a tree and waited for him. I saw him hanging around in the parking lot with some guy with dreads – no doubt scouting for customers. He saw me and subtly nodded his head toward the back of the school – where I'm at now. I ditched Alice and the shrew under the guise of going to class early.I needed some pot and I needed to get the fuck away from Alice with all her Jacob this and Jacob that talk. That shit was seriously pissing me the fuck off.
I suddenly spotted movement from the bushes. I pushed myself off the tree just as James and dread- headed guy emerged.
"Well if it is Chicago" he smirked, putting his hands in his pockets.
"James"
"So Chicago, what did you think of my product? It was some good shit, wasn't it?" he inquired, staring at me with his steel blue eyes.
"That's actually why I'm here now. I need an O"
James looked at dread guy and tapped him on the chest lightly, with the back of his hand.
"What I tell you L. I got the best shit. See, he already wants an O"
"I hear ya James. But don't go shooting my shit down. I got the real shit that'll ease ya mind or make ya fuck like an animal. Whichever you prefer" dread guy said, in a thick Caribbean accent.
James rolled his eyes. "L, specializes in pills"
"yeah I specialize in all the good shit ya hear. E, PCP,Oxy, Xanax. Whatever ya need" L added, pulling a Ziploc bag filled with pills out his coat
"No,I'm good. I don't do that shit"
L shrugged his shoulders and put the bag back in his coat.
Pills were also a no, no
"Maybe ya change ya mind next time"
Not-Fucking-Likely
James smirked and clapped his hands. "Well, let's get down to business"
"Oh yeah, right there...Mm-mm"
"you like that?"
"yes. Your fingers are so...awesome..ugh...ohh"
I simultaneously thrust my fingers in her and massaged her clit with my thumb, at a rapid pace.
"yes...oh god...I'm...I'm...uhhh..."
she threw her head back as she came; causing her strawberry blond locks to fly over her shoulders. She panted and gazed at me.
"That was amazing"
I smirked; wiping my fingers on my jeans."I know"
I fucking rocked at fingering
Maybe the shrew was right. I am an arrogant asshole.
Fuck! Do not think about her now
Tanya licked her lips. "OK, Now your turn."
I never seen her so friendly with a guy before.
Stop fucking thinking of her!
Tanya kneeled down in front of me, lifted my shirt and began licking across my chest and abs. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on the sensation but I just couldn't stop thinking of the shrew and Jacob.
She wasn't even a bitch to him. She actually smiled at the mere mention of his name.
Tanya nipped and lightly ran her nails across my sensitive nipples; successfully hardening my cock.
She liked him. She actually liked him.
Tanya bit my nipple a little too hard. I jerked back. "Ow! Take it fucking easy"
She gazed at me contritely and continued to lavish my chest.
And Jacob...
The whole fucking state of Washington knew he was in to her. I mean he couldn't be anymore obvious.
I came to see you...I'm more of a girl next door type of guy... I think she always looks hot anyway.
I've heard way better lines from those douches who tried to pick up under-aged chicks in front of the bowling alley back at Chicago.
What the fuck was so great about him?
Sure he was all muscular and shit but I was faster. Agility completely over rules strength. And I can kick his ass any day
where the hell did that come from?
And Alice with the whole; Jacob this and Jacob that shit.
I mean what the fuck? Was she team Jacob, now?
Next, she'll probably set them up or some shit like that, So her and Jasper could go on double date's with them.
I suddenly felt an irrational surge of anger at that thought.Why?I have no fucking idea.
Tanya reached for my zipper. I grabbed her hand, halting her. "Enough. I'm done here "
This distraction was not working
I adjusted my shirt as she stood up; brows furrowed. "What the hell Eddie?"
I raked my fingers through my hair and sighed. "I'm not in the mood anymore Tanya"
"Why the hell not?" she placed her hands on her hips, looking truly offended.
"I'm just not. I'll see you later"
I listened to the door before walking out of the janitor's closet and heading to biology.
I drummed my fingers on my desk as I waited for the classroom to fill up. I arrived early since I opted to fool around with Tanya in the Janitor's closet instead of going to lunch. I was in a shitty mood all day and I was hoping that a little rendezvous with her would cheer me up. Unfortunately It didn't. It only put me in an even shittier mood Why? I don't know. Maybe it's because the thought of him and her pissed me the fuck off for some unknown reason.
Damn that shrew bitch for complicating my life.
The class suddenly began to fill up. The shrew came in behind Mr. Banner, who was pushing a cart full of lab equipment. She had placed her hair in an high pony tail and she was wearing a snug dark green tee with a picture of Oscar the grouch on it, that said 'I Love trash'.
I smirked. I bet you do. Trashy grease monkeys
She sat down beside me and I was overwhelmed by her scent. She absentmindedly ran her finger through her pony tail,and I smelled a hint of strawberry. Making her scent much more appealing
Oh fuck, now she smells like flowers and fruit.
Mr. Banner began walking around the room, distributing one microscope and a box of slides to each table.
Oh fuck, this isn't a solo assignment. That means I have to partner up with her. Great
"So...um...your friend Jacob. I've never seen him in school before" I said, staring straight ahead as Mr. Banner continued to pass around equipment.
I wasn't planning on saying anything. But I would be lying if I said I wasn't interested in this Jacob guy.
Why? I don't know
She turned her head and glared at me. "That's because he doesn't go to this school, dipshit. He goes to school on the rez"
I should be angry at her tone but I'm not. I'm strangely getting use to her bitchy attitude.
"Rez?"
"yeah, rez. As in Quileute reservation. You know like, for native Americans" she said in an condescending tone.
Reservations. I had no idea there were still Indian reservations.
I guess you learn something new everyday
"Really?"
"Really"
"So...he...uh fixed your truck. Huh? What is he some kind of mechanic or something?"
she adjusted her glasses. " Actually he is. He rebuilds vehicles. Why? Do you want to hire him? I can't imagine anything wrong with your perfect car. You always keep it nice and neat" she smirked sarcastically.
I narrowed my eyes. "No, I was just curious"
"you know curiosity killed the cat"
"And sarcasm killed it's owner"
"Fuck you asshole" she snapped, flipping me the bird.
God this chick was fucking infuriating. She bites your head off any chance she gets.
"Why are you always such a bitch to me? "I asked, glaring at her.
"Because I don't like your kind"
I arched an eyebrow. "My kind? I don't get it?"
Mr. Banner suddenly asked for the class's attention. Preparing to start the lesson.
She smirked. "I guess you never will"
We didn't speak again for the rest of the class. We work as partners diligently; only speaking when absolutely necessary. For some reason this bothered me. I didn't like the fact that we couldn't have a easy conversation together without one of us snapping at each other. Or that we couldn't joke about inconsequential things such as vintage tee and hippies. I didn't like that she did those things with him and not me.
And frankly, that scared the shit out of me.
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An: Ok, I know I didn't mention it before but I'll do it now. This story contains drug use and under age drinking. Don't worry, it won't be too extreme.(I'm not turning Edward into a coke addict or anything like that) and for those who don't know, an 'O' refers to an ounce of pot, which is a whole lot of pot. I don't do pot or anything like that I just know people who do. Thanks for reading and please...
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