AN: I keep forgetting to put up disclaimer but hey, I think we all know I dun own Twilight. If you didn't, I pray for your mental well-been. : P

By the way, I forgot to thank everyone who has read E.T.S and reviewed or alerted or added to favourites!

Now on with the story...

Previously on Edward the Saviour:

Smiling again and clasping her hands together, Amanda began to tell of her evil idea.

"We're ditching school?"
"Duh!"

Walking into their local village, Amanda Cullens and Melina Black argued quietly.

"I didn't know we weren't going back!" Sighing at her friend's naivety, Amanda led the way to the local Spar shop. "Well obviously we couldn't go back, they now know we left, might as well enjoy our freedom, especially with whatever punishment we get tomorrow!"

Mel gulped, "P-p-punishment!"

"Yes now forget that, we'll need supplies for the party, I'm thinking...junk food!" Looking at the many shelves of sweets and minerals, Amanda's eyes lit up in excitement. Mel however, remained uncertain. "And how exactly are you going to pay for this?"

Sliding her hand into her coat pocket, Amanda pulled out her father's shiny blue credit card.

"I guess your dad was as approving as that as he was of the party?" Amanda shrugged at her friend's questioning glare. "Hey, what he aint know won't hurt him. Now here." Amanda placed a large bag of crisps in Mel's hands, soon the pile grew so high the child couldn't see over the colourful packets.

"Hey, do you see how that punks looking at me?"
"I can't see anything over this mountain Amanda!"

The young Cullen stared at a group of students wearing grey uniforms with wine details. One of the group stared back at her, glaring at the Dubliner. This annoyed Amanda to no end, it soon caused her to act.

Noticing a crest on the girl's uniform, Amanda roared in a moment of snap anger," Oi! Culchie! What you looking at?"

The un-known girl turned and in a strong Galway accent, she replied, "I dun know Dubliner, I'm not sure what species you are!"

Mel placed a hand to her forehead, just her luck for her Culchie hating friend to find a Dublin-hating Culchie. Amanda and the un-known girl stepped forward, ready to go toe-to-toe.

"Alexx don't kill the Dubliner!"
"Amanda don't kill the Culchie!"

Ignoring their friends' pleas, the two stayed ready to fight, fists clenched, knuckles cracked, teeth grinded. Amanda made the first swing.

The fight commenced.

Mr. McTag stood in his office watching the schools CCTV footage. He saw a short female student late for class, Detention. A brooding, long haired student kick the vending machine till a bag of crisps fell out. Detention. And a bronze-haired boy start a fight on the top floor, Detention.

Smiling, the vice-principal felt power tingle through his body.

Tilting his head in confusion, the ginger-haired man stared at one of the many monitors, the same bronze-haired boy sat against a locker on the top floor, seemingly resting. His smile grew wider at the thought of dragging the delinquent into detention.

Now, to find the fire-alarm puller.

Flicking through the hours of footage, an ear-shattering Crack! was heard above the vice-principal. Wondering, he left his office and climbed the stairs to the middle floor. Gasping at the fire, he made to run and tell the fire-fighters outside.

The fire curled itself around a deodorant can; the pressure caused it to explode.

A fragment of the can shot forward, hitting the vice principal in the side of the head.

Falling, again hitting his head, Mr. McTag fell into unconsciousness.

"God damn you vandals! Take your violence out of my store!"

Taking in the shopkeepers yells, Amanda Cullen steered the fight out of the shop and onto the street outside. Receiving many car beeps (in which she gave a rude finger gesture back) the Cullen chased her Culchie prey across the road and into the Tesco car park.

Tackling the un-known girl to the floor, Amanda sent many fists towards the girl.

The four accompanying the Galway girl ran over alongside Mel, not sure if they should break the fight apart or let it happen, both sides knew how slightly unstable their friend was.

Finally thinking it was enough, Mel stepped in.

Pulling her friend off of the un-known girl, Mel dodged many flailing fists as she succeeded in tugging Amanda an extra five feet from the Galway girl. Amanda took a few deep breaths, glaring at her opponent.

The Galway girl stood up, brushing off her uniform and glaring back. Fixing her glasses, she back away with her gang, never taking her eyes of Amanda. "Better watch it Dubliner!"

"Bring it on and next time leave the sheep at home!"

One of the aggressive girl's friends placed a hand on the girl's shoulder, keeping her from launching another attack. "Let it go Alex, we got to get back to the bus!" Departing to make it to their tour bus, the gang left Amanda and Mel alone.

Once gone, Mel turned on Amanda.

"What the funk was that about?" Looking at her shoes, Amanda Cullen knew she was wrong (not that she'd admit it.) "You know how I hate Culchies." An emotion flickered across Mel's face too quickly for Amanda to tell what it was, but long enough to something happened.

"What?" Crushing under Amanda's glare, Mel sighed. "There's something I haven't told you." Raising an eyebrow, the blonde continued her interrogating glare. "What is it?" Sighing again, Mel spoke slowly. "Well...I...I was actually born in...Kilkenny."

"What? But that means..." Nodding, Mel finished Amanda's sentence for her.

"That's right...I'm a Culchie!"

Oh no! How will Amanda react? What will happen to Alice, Edward and Bella?

Find out next chapter on...Edward the Saviour!

Mel out :D