Trapped
Nine
Bella strolled up to my table at lunch and beamed her sexy smirk directly at me. She rested her hands on my shoulders without hesitation after greeting my friends.
"Do you guys mind if I have Alice for lunch?" she asked.
Rosalie raised an eyebrow and grinned. Emmett coughed obnoxiously and Jasper smirked at his lunch. Gosh! They had such dirty minds! I looked up to see Bella smirking as well and felt my insides shift again. I concluded that it was that smirk that constantly made my insides turn to mush.
"Oh, no" Rosalie said as I stood to leave with Bella. "Pease, take her." Then she winked at me.
"Where are we going?" I asked Bella as she guided me through the cafeteria, her hand on the small of my back.
"To sit with my friends" she said.
"You do know that we could have invited them to my table, right?" Bella nodded and shrugged.
"Yea, but I don't like Edward that much. He kind of creeps me out." I giggled and sat in the chair beside her.
"So, this is Jacob, Brandon, Seth and Jane" Bella said, looking at her friends. "Guys, this is Alice."
I half expected Jacob to ignore me entirely but he smiled a large, toothy grin in my direction. When he noticed my surprise he rolled his eyes.
"Relax, I don't bite" he said, extending a hand in my direction.
"Oh, I know" I said, shaking his hand politely. "It's just…I thought you didn't like us."
"Are you calling me racist?" Jacob asked and I got worried when he looked offended. I glanced at Bella so see her laughing silently.
"Relax, Alice. I don't mind you. You've never done anything to me. It's your douche bag friend Edward that doesn't like Native Americans, apparently."
I suddenly understood why Bella didn't invite them over to our table.
"Oh, forget about him. He still hasn't found whatever's lodged up his ass" I said and took a bite of my apple. When I looked up, Bella was staring at me with her eyebrows raised and an amused smirk on her lips.
"I like her!" Jacob barked suddenly, high-fiving Bella across the table. I giggled and linked my pinky around hers as we sat, talking and laughing with her friends.
The three of us walked to English together – Bella, Brandon and I – and I realized that Bella had a natural "protector" behavior. She walked behind me as I chatted with Brandon and sometimes, she placed her hand on my hip and moved me gently out of the way of something I didn't see. When I turned around to smile my thanks, I'd often catch her lost in her thoughts and realized that she wasn't even thinking about protecting me. It came as easy as breathing for her.
I didn't see Bella again after English, that was, of course, until Drama came around. I always came early to the auditorium to drop off my things or help out Ms. Attore. I was used to being the first one there, but today I wasn't. I knew who she was, the beautiful girl sitting in the front row of the auditorium. I could spot that pony-tail in a crowd of 300.
She sat on the edge of the seat, her hands folded and her elbows on her knees. Her glasses rested on her forehead as she stared – hard – at the black grand piano sitting before the stage. She didn't have her binder or her jacket and I guessed she had been to her locker before she came here.
I dropped my bag two chairs away and sat beside her.
"Hey, Bella" I said. She jumped and looked up at me before smiling.
"Alice" was her greeting, simple, but full of happiness. I reached for her hand and watched her stiff body relax.
"You're early" I said. She nodded.
"I had study hall…" she shrugged. "Got bored." I chuckled and rolled my eyes. We sat in silence for a while and she turned her gaze back to the piano.
"So, what kind of music do you like?" I asked, trying to get her mind off of whatever was bothering her. My genius plan backfired, of course.
"Piano music" she sighed. She looked at me, concerned when I started to giggle.
"You're one complicated person, Bella" I said once my amusement had disappeared. "Everything you say or do…there's a reason behind it, I can tell." Bella finally sat back in her seat and turned her full attention to me. I'd never admit it out loud, but I liked it when she looked at me like this. It meant that I was the only thing on her mind.
"The same goes for everyone, including you" she countered. I nodded.
"Yes, but your reasons are more complicated than mine." She stared at me expectantly, waiting for me to continue. "I like piano music because I think it sounds pretty" she smiled at me. "Why do you like piano music?"
"My father used to play it" she said quietly. I couldn't help but notice her use of the past tense again. This time it confused me. Charlie Swan was still very much alive. Was he the reason Bella stopped playing? I decided to change the subject.
"What about orange? Why is that your favorite color?" I asked.
A tiny smile lit up her face as she looked at our joint hands. "It was the color of my mother's hair."
I watched her for a moment. How am I supposed to figure you out? I thought to myself.
"You see, Bella. My favorite color is red because it looks good on me. Your favorite color is orange because it was the color of your mother's hair" I explained, mimicking her strange use of the past tense.
"Okay, so maybe I am complicated" Bella relented with a shrug. "What does that mean?" she asked.
I smiled brightly as Ms. Attore entered the auditorium. "It just means that I'll have to work harder to understand you." Bella chuckled as I stood and skipped over to help Ms. Attore.
I was reviewing my script while Bella led me to her locker. Ms. Attore and the rest of the Drama staff had been working on this particular musical for a while now. I'd overheard them talking about it since I was a freshman and now, they'd finally decided to make it happen.
"We're doing…Grease!" Ms. Danza shouted excitedly. I'm sure Bella got quite the sight, watching a bunch of overexcited teenagers bouncing eagerly in their seats. Ms. Attore handed out scripts and told us to "Practice, practice, practice." We had three weeks off of Drama and were told to return on Friday of the last week to audition for our desired roles.
"So, Sandy", Bella teased me as she reached inside of her locker. She'd been calling me that since Ms. Attore asked if I was auditioning for the lead.
"Stop it, Bella" I mumbled, still reading over my lines. She chuckled and shrugged into her jacket before grabbing her binder and closing her locker. She leaned her shoulder against it and just watched me. Eventually she got tired of just watching me and snatched the script from my hands.
I wanted to be mad at her, but I was too impressed by the speed of her movements.
"Tell me about yourself, Alice" she said, holding the script over her head as I jumped for it. I finally gave up when she placed it inside her binder and looked at me.
"What do you want to know?" I sighed, pressing my back against the lockers behind me.
She shrugged. "Anything…everything…"
I nodded and ran through the events of my life before speaking.
"Well, I was born on August 14th. I'm 16 years old. I just recently turned into a lesbian. I have one other sibling whose girlfriend lives with us. My best friend's name is Jasper and he lives with me, too. My parents are never home. They care about their careers more than me and Em. My favorite color is red. My favorite food is lasagna. My favorite word is shopping. My favorite pastime is designing. Fashion design is one of my talents and I like sunflowers. I like gummy bears more than chocolate and my favorite ice cream flavor is Cookies N' Cream. I don't like cows. They're scary. I like the moon more than the sun, but I like the daytime more than nighttime. Still, I like to look at the stars. My favorite holiday is the Fourth of July because I like fireworks not because I'm overly patriotic. I like to talk. I like having friends and I want everybody to like me even though I know that's not possible. The simple things entertain me just as much as they bother me and I…" I trailed off when I glanced up to find Bella staring down at me, her hazel eyes smoldering, her pink lips smiling. You could almost hear the mood changing.
"What?" I asked, suddenly self conscious of my rambling.
Bella shook her head slowly and placed her binder on the floor. She stretched to her full height and moved to stand in front of me, her hands on the lockers at either side of my head. She looked down and her smoldering gaze traced every curve of my face.
"I'd very much like to kiss you now, Alice" she whispered. I couldn't speak, I only nodded. I very much wanted to kiss her, too.
Bella moved her face closer to mine at an incredibly slow pace, turning seconds into hours. She was a breath away when she stopped moving. Her eyes flashed up to mine, searching for permission. A moment later, her lips were on mine. They were soft and full and they tasted like heaven. The kiss was sweet and like none other before, but all too soon, she pulled away.
My arms started moving on their own. My hands found the edge of her jacket and pulled her close, pressing her body against mine as I found her lips again. Her hands lowered to my hips and I wrapped my arms around her neck, holding her to me.
This kiss was different. It was full of fire and…passion. I'd never felt passion before. It felt good.
Bella trailed her warm tongue along my bottom lip and I opened myself to her, moaning slightly as her tongue found mine and her fingers dug into my hips, holding me tighter to her firm body.
We pulled away, what felt like hours later, and Bella rested her forehead against mine, both of us quietly panting.
A lazy grin spread across Bella's face and I giggled.
"Wow…" Bella breathed wrapping her arms around my waist and pulling me closer.
I laughed lightly. "Wow" I agreed.
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~ Karma.
