Bella's P.O.V
Part one, complete. I strut to Math, swinging my hips and winking to boys that are staring at me. So basically all the boys. I stop in front of the math classroom, take out my ipod and out in my headphones so I won't have to hear Alice and Rosalie. With my favorite song blasting in my ears, I walk into the class and sit in between Rosalie and Alice. This is going to be a long period.
Rosalie's P.O.V (Before Math Class)
"So guys what's the game plan for when Izzy gets here?" I ask Emmett, Jasper, Edward and Alice.
"Well maybe we could-wow." Said Emmett but then he stared off at something.
I turn around to see what he's looking at. A blood red Porsche 911 turbo. Holy shit, that's a sexy ride. The car pulls up right next to us and out steps Izzy. She's clad in leather pants, a leather jacket and a red cut off shirt. Eat me? Hell yeah. Edward stares at me. No, not like suck her blood, like…..whatever.
I turn my attention back to Izzy. She's so hot. She smirks and drops her keys. Then she turned around and… sweet baby Jesus. She bends over in front of me and my breath hitches at the sight of her sweet, sweet ass. Oh. My. God. She went commando. Oh. My. God. I can see her taco through her pants. Just seeing the imprint of her taco makes me dripping with arousal, and I'm sure my family can smell it but, I don't care. All I care about is fighting the urge to jump her bones right here in the parking lot. After she picks up the keys and turn around she sends all of us a smirk and walks away, swinging her hips tantalizingly. "Izzy!" I scream. "Izzy!" She ignores me.
"Bella!" screams Alice. "Bella, please!" She ignores Alice too. Well, fuck me.
Bella's P.O.V
After ignoring Alice and Rosalie for the whole of math class, I walk out of class and go to my second class for the first time. It's music class with Ms. S. I walk in and sit down, ignoring the boys' cat calls. I'm scrolling through my music when in walks none other than Rosalie. Great. She sees me and frowns. I smirk at her when she walks over to me and sits in the chair next to mine. "Izzy." I ignore her. "Izzy, please talk to me."
I turn my head and smile, but not at her, at a boy with blonde spikey hair and blue eyes. Mike Newton. "Hey, Mike." I call to him. He turns his head and smiles at me. "Can I sit with you?" I ask, batting my eyes at him.
He nods eagerly at me. "Yeah, sure." He moves his bag out of the chair next to him and pats it.
I smile, walk over and sit down next to him. I lean over and rest my head on his shoulder. He stiffens, "W-what are you doing?"
"I'm tired, do you mind Mikey?" I ask innocently, looking up into his eyes.
"N-not at all. It's just….. I have a girlfriend." He says.
"Oh, I know" I say. He's with that bitch, Jessica Stanley.
"Okay class, today we're going to do duets. Pick your partners and choose a song to perform today." Says Ms. S.
I nod and turn to Mike. "Want to be partners?" I ask while tracing patterns on his chest.
He nods. "What song?"
I think for a second. "Battle Scars by Lupe Fiasco?"
He shakes his head. "Okay"
"I'll sing and you Rap. Okay?"
"Okay."
"Alright class. Time to start preforming songs. Who wants to go first?" says Ms. S
Everyone goes. Some are good and others… not so much. Then it's Mike and I's turn. Show time.
We get up in the front of the class and introduce ourselves.
"I'm Isabella Swan."
"I'm Mike Newton."
"And we will be preforming Battle Scars by Lupe Fiasco." We both say together. The music starts and we begin.
(Mike)
Hope the wound heals but it never does
That's cause you at war with love
You at war with love, yeah
(Bella)
These battle scars, don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't never gonna change
These battle
(Mike)
Love…
Never let a wound ruin me
But I feel like ruins wooing me
Arrow holes, they never close from cupid on a shooting spree
Feeling stupid cause I know it ain't no you and me
But when you're trying to beat the odds up
and tryin to keep your nods up
you know that you should know
And let her go
But the fear of the unknown
Holding another lover strong
Sends you back into the zone
With no Tom Hanks to bring you home
A lover not a fighter
On the frontline with a poem
Trying to write yourself a rifle
Maybe sharpen up a song
To fight the tanks & drones of you being alone
(Bella)
I wish I never looked, I wish I never touched
I wish that I could stop loving you so much
Coz I'm the only one that's trying to keep us together
When all of the signs say that I should forget her
I wish you weren't the best, the best I ever had
I wish that the good outweighed the bad
Cause it'll never be over,
it'll never be over
until you tell me it's over
until you tell me it's over
These battle scars, don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't never gonna change
These battle scars, don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't never gonna change
These battle
(Mike)
Then just leave then
You shouldn't have but you said it
And I hope you never come back
It shouldn't have happened but you let it
Now you're down on the ground screaming medic
The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses
Shields, body armours and vests don't properly work
That's why you're in a locker full of hurt
The enemy within and all the fires from your friends
The best medicine is to probably just let her win
(Bella)
I wish I couldn't feel
I wish I couldn't love
I wish that I could stop cause it hurts so much
so much
And I'm the only one that's trying to keep us together
When all of the signs say that I should forget her
I wish you weren't the best, the best I ever had
I wish that the good outweighed the bad
Cause it'll never be over,
Can never be over
Until you tell me it's over
Until you tell me it's over
These battle scars, don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't ever gonna change
These battle scars, don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't ever gonna change
These battle
Cause you've set me on fire, fire
I've never felt so alive, yeah
(Mike)
Now, hoping wounds heal, but it never does
That's because you're at war with love
(Bella)
And I'm at the point of breaking uh-huh
And it's impossible to shake it
(Mike)
Yeah,
see
You hoped the wound heals, but it never does
That's cause you at war with love
Hope it heals, but it never does
That's cause you at war with love
(Bella)
These battle scars, don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
never
They ain't ever gonna change
never
These battle scars, don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
never
They ain't ever gonna change
never
These battle scars, don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't ever gonna change
These battle scars
The music finishes. The class erupts into cheers and whistles. Mike and I bow and go back to our seats. I look over at Mike and smirk. Then I lean in and catch his lips in a kiss.
Rosalie's P.O.V
Holy fuck. Izzy has skills. I watch Izzy and Mike walk back to their seats and sit down. Then Izzy leans in and kisses mike.
At that moment I feel like my heart gets torn into pieces, glued together and then torn back up again. That's how bad it feels when I see her kiss him. I immediately get up and walk over to them. I push mike off of her. He falls off his chair. "What do you think you're doing?"
