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Thanks again for reviews. Over thirty now woo hoo! Thanks for reading now here's chapter 10.

BPOV

I had Biology second period and English first. I was glad because it would give me an opportunity to apologise to Angela. I really felt like it was my fault she had to endure Edward. If I hadn't responded to him and made myself his favourite toy, Ange wouldn't have been hurt. I sat down in my seat hoping she wouldn't be angry with me. She came in and sat down next to me slowly. I waited until she settled before speaking.

"Ange, I'm so sorry that happened to you. I didn't mean for him to say those things to you. It's my fault. I was going to come after you but I got a little...tied up. Please forgive me I didn't—"Angela cut me off.

"Bella you have nothing to apologise for. Edward is the one who should be apologising, not you. He's the one who made me cry. Ben found me and cheered me up though." She smiled. "I've never seen him so angry. Wait, what do you mean tied up." I blushed and she eyed me suspiciously.

"Well, I was really angry and I kind of...punched him." I mumbled under my breath.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that?"

"IwasreallyangryandIpunchedhim." I said in a rush.

"I'm sorry Bella you're going to have to speak normally so I can understand you."

I sighed. "I punched him." She looked at me.

"You punched him?" she clarified.

"Yep. In the nose." Her jaw dropped and her eyes widened.

"You're serious. You punched Edward Cullen, in the nose, during school?" She sounded incredulous.

"Um, yes?"

"I love you!" she laughed and hugged me. "Why did you punch him though?"

"He made you cry, which made me angry and I just sorta...snapped." My voice squeaked on the last word as she hugged me tighter.

"I can't believe you did that for me. No one has ever punched someone for me." I laughed then she gasped and released her hold on me. "Bella, you shouldn't have done it. You're going to get in so much trouble. I'm so sorry I shouldn't have been laughing, this is serious. I'll get you out of it. I'll tell the principal you accidentally punched him. Yeah, you're hand just slipped. Or I could tell him you were about to fall over and your fist just slipped out and whacked him on the nose. That's the most believable one because with your history of clumsiness it's realistic." She looked at me and smiled. I started laughing. Angela was going to lie to the principal to get me out of trouble...she really is a sweet girl.

"That's nice of you but you don't need to do that. Alice, Rose and I went over it and Edward isn't going to say anything. His ego is too big to go to the principal and say that a girl knocked him to the ground."

"Oh that's lucky. Wait, you knocked him to the ground!? Remind me to never get on your bad side!" she shrieked and the teacher raised her eyebrows at us.

"Uh sorry..." we mumbled and we both blushed. We looked at each other and giggled before turning to our books.

I was glad Angela wasn't mad at me and that she didn't hold me responsible. While we were walking to Biology she explained that she was only angry at Edward. When we got to the lab he was sitting at mine and his desk, with a very red, very swollen nose. I am so proud of myself. Angela and I giggled before going to our separate desks. He waited until I sat down before talking to me.

"I reconsidered and I have decided to work with you on our project."I raised my eyebrows. That was definitely not what I was expecting. I was expecting an apology, maybe a snide comment but not that. He didn't even sound like an asshole, he sounded...pleasant, like a nice person. Then he had to go and ruin it. "But we aren't working at the library. There's no way I'm being seen in public with you."

"I don't think you have the authority to dictate where we work on our project." I told him.

"What makes you think that?" he scoffed

"The bruise that's beginning to form on your nose." I said smugly. Now that I was closer I could see that his nose was also a light shade of purple, and if I knew my bruises, which I did, it would be a deeper shade tomorrow. He opened his mouth but shut it again stupidly. "However, I am willing to accept your proposal, but not because you've got anything over me. We can't work at the library because Angela's mother is the librarian and after your little stunt this morning I'd rather not be seen with you in front of her. She might think we are friends and I would very much like to not lose my friend because her mother thinks I hang out with the wrong people." If I lost Angela as my friend I would be devastated. There is no way I am losing Angela because of the dickhead next to me.

"Well then where are we going to work?" he asked impatiently.

"I don't know, genius, got any ideas?"

"No." He seemed confused.

"Didn't think so. Hmmm, do you have internet at your house?" I wondered if he would be willing to let me into his home, especially after this morning.

"Nuh uh. No way are you coming to my house. Not a chance." he looked at me like I was crazy.

"Well then I guess its option two." I really didn't like option two. Not in the slightest.

'Which is?" he eyed me warily and pushed away a piece of hair that had fallen in front of his eyes.

"My house". He looked disgusted and I felt like hitting him again. My house may not be a mansion but it's not a hole either. "I don't live in a shack so there's no need to look like I've asked you to sleep with a homeless man's blankets. I don't like it anymore than you do, in fact I like it even less. But we have to do this project and I can't think of anywhere else to do it, seeing as you aren't volunteering your house."

"Fine." He huffed and crossed his arms. "When are we doing this?"

"What about tomorrow after school, Friday after school and on the weekend?" I suggested.

"You expect me to give up my afternoons and weekend to spend time with you?"

"Yes I do, prick. It's not like I asked you to go to dinner or something, that only happens in your dreams and my nightmares. This is a grade. Do you think I want to spend my time with a whiny, egocentric asshole that makes me want to break things? No. I'd much rather be spending my time with decent human beings. So shut the hell up. The sooner we get this done the sooner I can be rid of you."

"Fine. You make it sound like you dislike me or something. But that's impossible. I am the hottest thing in Forks and everybody likes me. Are you this bitchy to everyone or is it just that time of the month?" he said conceitedly. Stupid, arrogant prick!

"In case my fist crashing into your nose didn't clarify things for you I'll tell you in words you should understand. I don't like you. You are an arrogant, selfish, witless bastard who is so self absorbed I'm surprised you've realised that there are other people on the planet besides you. You make it sound like you are this great guy who is so cool, but you're not. You are the definition of the word asshole. Does that clarify things for you?"

He smirked and then nodded. He really doesn't get it. I punch him and he continues harassing me! Maybe he has a death wish or has some sort of medical condition.

"Yes. But...the lady doth protest too much, methinks." He smirked and my mouth dropped open. He knows Shakespeare? Now that is surprise.

"Hamlet? Really? You can't come up with original comebacks so you have to resort to Shakespeare? That is sad. I didn't even know you could read. I thought your species was rather unintelligent. But you proved me wrong. I now know that you do have a brain, you just choose not to use it." I exclaimed and smiled at him.

"You're so funny, Isabella. Too bad you're a bitch, though." He said tightly. I laughed. He really is an idiot. I still find it hard to believe he read Hamlet. Maybe he saw the play or watched the movie. There is a movie somewhere...I think. There must be something wrong with him though. I mean how many people get punched then keep coming back for more? Not many that I can think of. I'll just make sure that he regrets ever starting with me. And if he gets punched some more along the way...well, that's his problem.

There's chapter ten for you. Don't be afraid to .

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