Well I guess I am still here. Perhaps three is an unlucky number and now all will end.
Here's a little bit Edward, with a very different kind of inner voice to Lara. This is of course intentional. Feel free to leave feedback!
Regardless, enjoy!
Edward's P.O.V
Emmett was howling with laughter at the punch, because it was a good solid one. We all heard the sickening noise it made, a meaty sound, as Bella's fist knocked a tooth from Jessica's mouth. Alice and Jasper had left, but I was too distract by the scene to check her mind for the vision so it even came as a surprise to me; the little splatters of blood were a good thing to get Jasper away from.
Forks had not been the same, I mused, since she had arrived. Everything had turned up to eleven; my hunger, the lewd thoughts in boys heads, the fights. Christ, we'd not seen a fight here in the years we'd been coming. Certainly not on school grounds anyway. There was something about that odd little human; and not just that I couldn't get inside her head.
She was beautiful, but beyond her physicality. She had a nice figure, yes, but it was how she carried herself that caught my attention. There was nothing fickle about this attraction, I was just pulled towards her rudeness, defensiveness and snappy nature. I usually hated violence but I still somehow felt proud in that moment, because she'd defended her honor and stayed true to glorious bitch that she was. I rose and shook my head, and the bell sounded a moment later just like I knew it would. Everyone scampered away, even Jessica.
No one wanted to get in trouble, because both girls had injured faces and Mike wouldn't want to be any more embarrassed than he already was. We all separated too, but I could still hear Emmett chuckling and Rosalie grumbling from down the hall.
Lara's P.O.V
I walked to Biology after a short break in the cold air outside. I had a lobsided grin on my face, and even with Bella's good posture I managed to get back to the usual boyish stride I had back home. Edward was already there when I arrived, so I swung my bag to the ground and sat down heavily next to him. He was smiling at me, a smug smirk that made me want to punch him just like I had Jess.
"Do I have a dick on my face?" I asked, an eyebrow raised. The last time I told this joke I got cursed by some witch. Can't wait to get back there and burn her at the stake.
He laughed and shook his head. "No, actually."
As planned, I feigned confusion and panic. "Fuck! I must've lost it." He snorted inelegantly and my grin widened. Not only had I made him look unnattractive in that action, I'd also got someone to laugh at one of my dumbest gags.
Shaking his head and chuckling, he organised his paper on the table. "That was quite the show."
"She had it coming." I didn't miss a beat. I'd never felt bad for a fight, because they were always for a good reason. I was short, back home. I was strong, yeah, but not a natural fighter. Didn't have much of a physical advantage over anyone; and the only muscles I had were because I did some heavy lifting at the garage two blocks over. I kinda missed that kind of slave labor, Bella had it all cushy. Didn't know what she was missing, grease streaked across the forehead was a good look.
"Your cheeks looking pretty red." I nodded at the comment.
"Honestly she gave a good smack. If it'd been a weak attempt I would've let her go; needed to know if she could handle catching these hands." I pulled a face and jokingly raised my fists, moving them in circles like a boxer. He batted them down with a light hand, and I let him as we both laughed. I turned back to the desk and cracked my neck.
"So after all that are you going to the dance, or not?" He asked carefully, leaning his chin on his hand. The lesson had started, but I didn't care, and he was idly writing down all the answers anyway. I copied dutifully, without even pretending not to. This was the only class I wasn't failing because of his perfectly written out work.
"Is that an actual question?" I snorted. "Because honestly mate, I'd rather spend my life as Jessica." Fuck. I cursed myself for that, because I used to say that about Bella, and now look at me. All brown eyed and dull.
"Well then, I was thinking about going into Port Angeles that night. There's a good few book shops there, and a record place. I know you like music, right?"
"Just not Debussy." I reminded him playfully.
He laughed and nodded. "Yes, just not Debussy. You could come with me, is what I mean to ask."
My eyebrows hit the roof and I lent on my hand, mimicking him. "Are you asking me out on a date, Cullen?" The nickname 'Sparkles' had danced on my tongue but I'd managed to reign it in.
He spluttered a little, and I loved it. I loved making the stone penis statue quake in his overly expensive shoes. "Well-Yes, no.. Just an outing. As friends."
I laughed "Friends is a little touchy feely. Allies?" I extended my hand to him, and his lips tightened into a line before he relaxed and took it. He gave it a firm shake that I didn't even bother trying to rival, and nodded.
"Allies it is."
"So you'll have to pick me up, I don't think my truck could drive that far without killing me and it. Four o'clock. It's like two weeks away yeah?" He nodded, and a scolding from the teacher drew our attention back to the class. It went by relatively quickly, but I was more than ready to get home and do fuck all for the rest of the night by the end of it. Eddie walked me part way to my car before I bullied him away, and then I set off straight home.
I got in, throwing my keys on the the little table by the door.
"Hey dad!" I called. I'd tried to copy Bella in calling him Charlie, but I'd never call my dad by his first name, so it just made sense for me to call him that too. Plus it seemed to make him happy, and Charlie never did anything wrong in the books.
"Bells! I need you to do me a favour." He came out of the living room and stood in the door way, leaning against it. I grimaced.
"Ugh, really? I just got in." I whined, shuffling over to the stairs where I sat to get my boots off.
"You're gonna want to keep those on. I just need you to run down to La Push, drop something off with Billy. You can see Jacob! It's been years since you've spent time with him!" I raised an eyebrow up at him. Oh, I was more than willing to go. Jake was fit as fuck and I'd not miss an opportunity to fuck with him as well as old Eddie.
Even so, I had to be a bitch. "And why can't you go?"
He moved his head in a nod toward the TV in the room behind him. "Games on." I laughed incredulously and shook my head. "Come on, make up for all the detentions you got the last two weeks." He had me there.
I gave a groan but nodded. "Sir yes sir. What am I taking?" He disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a fishing rod and a metal tool box, which I think I'd seen him keep bait in. I re-laced my shoe and stood up to take them off him. "This is it?" He shook his head, and grabbed a case of six beers and extended that to me. I took that too, and shook my head. "Men."
"Have fun, Bells." He called, having already disappeared to watch whatever sport ball game was on. I rolled my eyes and lugged the shit out to Shitty Shitty Bang Bang, loading it on the passenger seat before climbing in and starting the engine.
Off to see the wolves.
I'm changing it up a little, last time there was no Jacob or La Push in this story. Thought it would be nice to add it in. I've not read the book in like six years though so if shit's wrong deal with it.
Review and I'll send you nudes.
~I.F~
