Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT

BPOV

I groaned as I rolled over to turn off my beeping alarm clock.

I got a pretty bad bruise yesterday when I tackled Edward to the ground last night.

Maybe I landed on something

I yawned and stretched my arms as I got out of bed.

I would have to investigate the explosion, obviously the person doing this isn't kidding around.

With that thought in mind I continued getting up and got ready to leave for school.

A while later, after I was sure that I had everything I needed, I grabbed my keys and headed out the door.

I also had to carry the soccer bag that they gave out yesterday at practice to everyone on the team.

I would just have to stick it in my locker or something until after school.

I pulled into the parking lot, not failing to notice the even shinier Volvo that occupied the spot a few away from mine.

Getting out I grabbed my bags from the backseat and started walking.

I watched out of the corner of my eye as I saw Edward get out of his new car and started twisting his head in every direction obviously looking for someone.

Once he spotted me walking in the direction of his car he quickly tried to pull a casual look by leaning against his car with his arms crossed and looked in the other direction.

I rolled my eyes. You didn't have to be a spy to be able to call his bluff.

"New car?" I asked with a raised eyebrow as I walked past his car.

At my comment he turned his head to look at me as if he was just now noticing me for the first time. I mentally rolled my eyes at his bad acting skills.

He gave me a crooked smile and tried to keep his "cool" act by blowing it off as no big deal.

He switched positions to keep looking laid back, placing his hand on the front of his car to support his weight.

However, he didn't seem to realize that the hood of his car was still wet from last night's rain and his hand slipped, causing him to slam his forehead on the car.

He quickly scrambled up embarrassed, brushing his hands off on his jeans; almost like he meant to do it.

"Smooth, Edward" Alice said brushing past him and walking over to me.

I had to cough back a laugh, especially when I noticed the big red mark Edward had on his forehead.

Alice linked her arm with mine and started towing me towards the school.

I turned my head to give Edward a small wave goodbye, but he was to busy muttering to himself about being an idiot.

I turned my head back around to find Alice inspecting my clothes for the second time.

"I really need to take you shopping; these jeans aren't cute at all." She said finally looking at me.

Instead of arguing I changed the topic; "So, your brother got a new car?"

"Yeah, didn't you hear what happened?" She asked.

I shook my head, I was curious at what they thought had happened.

"His old car blew up yesterday!" She said as if she didn't believe it herself.

"You're kidding!" I said acting the appropriate level of surprised.

She shook her head excitingly, happy to have someone to gossip with. "They think that there was something wrong with the engine and that could have caused it to explode."

"Is he okay?" I asked, already knowing that Edward was fine except for maybe a few bruises from me tackling him.

"Yeah, he's fine; thank god he wasn't in the car when it happened." She said.

I nodded my head in agreement happy that he was safe, and also because I would have been so fired if that had happened.

"Apparently, Edward said that some crazy guy tackled him then ran off right before it happened." She said giving a small laugh at how absurd it sounded.

I was a little miffed and couldn't help but ask, "How do you know it was a guy?"

"Believe me, Edward said that the person tackled him hard enough to be a linebacker, it was definitely a guy." She said, opening her locker.

I smiled a little mentally at the compliment, but on the outside I held the same stone cold expression as always.

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The day was going pretty well, I was on my way to PE when I glanced at my watch.

My eyes widened when I realized that I was running out of time if I wanted to make sure I changed by myself.

I picked up the pace and soon walked into the locker room.

I unlocked my locker and started stripping.

I had gotten on my sweatpants and was about to pull off my shirt when I heard the bell ring, followed by the sound of the door opening.

Shit!

Pushing up my sleeves I ripped off the knives that were strapped there, and shoved them inside my locker.

I wouldn't have had enough time to swap shirts so that was the next best thing I could think of.

Just as I was checking to make sure that the blades were covered Alice came strolling around the corner.

"Hey Bella, aren't you usually changed by now?" She asked as she unlocked the locker next to mine.

"Uh yeah…I was running a little late." I replied closing my locker door a little more just in case.

I was still standing there when she asked, "Aren't you going to get changed?"

"Oh, right." Was my brilliant reply, as I carefully opened my locker door a little wider and cautiously dug inside for my PE shirt.

I pulled my shirt over my head with my back turned to Alice and threw it into my locker.

I was about to put my PE shirt on when I heard Alice gasp.

I spun around quickly thinking that she had spotted the knives.

I was about to say something when she said, "Where did you get those scars?" She asked turning me back around so that she could take a closer look at my back.

"What? Oh, I fell through a window when I was a little kid. I had to get a lot of stitches." I said, letting the lies roll off my tongue.

She seemed to be suspicious at first but the look on my face must have convinced her to drop the topic because she didn't say anything else and continued changing.

I quickly threw my shirt on and locked my locker, trying to push back the memories that a lot of those scars came with.

It was definitely no window that gave me those scars.

Alice didn't notice but they weren't only on my back; I had numerous scars, some small ones on my arms, some across my chest.

I even had one on the side of my face but my hair managed to make it unnoticeable.

The other people back at the academy just thought I got them from missions I went on, where the situation left me with a few stitches here or there.

They were partially correct, some of them were from missions but the rest were from long before I was an agent.

There was one scar in particular that I didn't like to think about. I remembered the day perfectly.

I was twelve years old, still with my parents in Phoenix.

I had been doing homework one night at the kitchen table; my mom was passed out upstairs in her room so the house was fairly quiet.

The silence was broken however by my dad slamming the front door open and swaggering in, still carrying a beer bottle. I was sure that it wasn't his first drink of the night.

I knew not to mess with him when he was drunk so I tried to pack up my homework as quietly as I could so I would be able to slip upstairs unnoticed.

I must have made a sound however because his head snapped in my direction and a furious expression appeared on his face.

I was standing up holding my backpack to my chest with the expression of fear clearly shown on my face.

I knew that there was no way I was going to be able to go upstairs any time soon so I just braced myself for the approaching storm.

"You told someone!" He boomed, stomping towards me.

I shook my head in fright; I had never told someone all the things that happened at home, I was too afraid.

He didn't believe me. He never did.

His response was to slam his beer bottle on the counter so that all he was holding now was the top with a now extremely sharp other end.

"Then why did I get a phone call at work today from the nurse at your school saying that you had suspicious bruises!" He yelled now in my face.

I was horrified that she had called him; "I-I di-dn't-say an-ythi-ng" I stuttered.

"Liar!" He yelled and hit me across the face, sending me sprawling to the floor.

He leaned over me and got in my face; I could smell the alcohol on his breath and shied away. He grabbed my face and roughly pulled it so that he was looking me in the eye.

"Believe me, after tonight you're going to have more then just bruises." He said as I watched a sadistic smile form on his face.

That night he had used the broken beer bottle and gave me that five inch long scar that is now on my right shoulder blade.

During PE I didn't talk to Alice much; I was still trying to push away the memories that kept crawling back into my mind.

However, by the time lunch rolled around I had shook myself out of it and returned to normal.

I was sitting at the lunch table taking a bite of my sandwich while listening to Alice talk.

She paused the one sided conversation when an announcement came on the loudspeaker.

'Attention students, this is just a reminder that the dance is this Friday. It is formal wear only, so make sure you dress appropriately!'

Alice squealed next to me and immediately started going on about different dresses and shoes, which I had no desire to listen to.

Instead I turned my attention over to Edward, who was talking to Emmett about soccer.

"I'm so psyched for practice today, coach is announcing captain." Edward said with a smile on his face.

I winced on the inside and decided that now would be a good time to tell him. Even though I wasn't going to take the spot I didn't want him to be caught off guard.

Interrupting whatever Emmett was going to say I said, "Hey Edward-"

"Eddie!" The voice that cut me off was none other then Lauren trying to pick up where Tanya left off.

Edward grimaced and turned to face her, "Yes, Lauren?"

"I still need a date for the dance, and I'm sure you and I could have a lot of fun together." She said suggestively with a wink.

I gagged as I watched her drop a slip of paper containing her number and walk away, not even giving Edward a chance to respond.

Edward grimaced at the piece of paper and said; "Well I'm going to head to class before anyone else comes around and gives me their number."

With that he got up, grabbed his bag and left the cafeteria.

I'll just ask the coach not to say anything about it today at practice.

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School ended and I was heading out of the locker room now in full soccer gear.

When I got over to the field coach was in a serious conversation with someone so I put off telling him about the captain thing until later.

After everyone arrived and coach finished his conversation we started practice.

He had us run a mile, everyone managed to make it in less than ten minutes; and we did some more shooting exercises and he would occasionally throw in some drills.

It wasn't until practice was over, when most of the guys wear soaked with sweat and breathing hard, that coach gave us a water break.

We were all sitting around drinking from our water bottles or just catching our breath when the coach came over to talk to us.

"I have some very important news to announce." Coach said, getting everyone's attention.

Uh-oh

I saw out of the corner of my eye that Edward had a smile on his face and he sat up a little straighter.

"I am going to announce the captain for this year's team." He said excitedly.

I tried to stop him before he went any further, "Ummm, coach? About that-"

"Hold on a second Isabella, I just want to announce this." He said cutting me off.

"I've decided that the captain this year should only be someone with the best playing ability, someone that can really lead this team." He said, much to my growing dread.

"So, for this year's captain, I have chosen Isabella." He concluded with a smile.

I immediately looked over at Edward, and immediately wished I hadn't. His expression was heartbreaking.

I winced at the sight, barely even noticing that everyone else was leaving now that practice was over.

We were the only two that stayed where we were. I didn't say anything, just watched anxiously as he sat there.

All the sudden he stood quickly and roughly threw his bag over his shoulder.

He started walking away, but not before sending a glare that made me wince for the second time.

I jumped up and went after him, grabbing his arm and turning him around.

"Listen, Edward, I was going to tell you." I said pleading with my eyes for him to believe me.

"Tell me what!?! That you decided to take the one thing I wanted the most away from me!" He said angrily, clenching his jaw.

"No, Edward, that's never what I meant to do, you have to believe me!" I pleaded.

"You knew how much it meant to me! That was the one chance I had at getting closer with my father!" He yelled getting in my face.

I said nothing, ashamed that I didn't tell him, pleading with my eyes for him to forgive me.

"I bet that's what you wanted all along! You took the captain spot away from me so that your perfect life could be even more perfect!" He yelled

At that comment all the pleading and regret disappeared from my face, "You think my life is perfect!?!" I said in a voice that pretty much screamed 'don't mess with me'.

"Oh, I know it is! With your perfect car, perfect grades, and perfect parents! I'm sure getting captain was nothing new to you at all!!!" He yelled, getting louder with each word.

"You know nothing about me, or my life." I said gravely getting up in his face, my fist itching by my side to hit him.

"Oh but I do! 'I'm Bella, I'm too good for any of the guys at this school so I just sit there and don't talk to anybody!'" He said in a horrible imitation of me.

I bit my tongue and replied, "Fine, you think I think I'm too good for everybody; I'll prove you wrong. I bet that I can get asked to the dance by ten different guys tomorrow."

"Alright, you're on! There's one more day until the dance and I know for a fact that no guy will even get close to you since you turned me down!" He replied with a triumphant smirk.

I gritted my teeth and brushed past him saying, "Well we'll see."

I was furious as I unlocked my car and got in. I sat in the driver's seat and took a deep breath trying to calm myself down.

What did I just get myself into?

I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Alice.

"Hello?" She said, picking up.

"Hey Alice, I need a favor." I started.

"What kind of favor?" She asked, curious.

"I was thinking that maybe we could take that shopping trip you wanted to go on so badly." I said trying not to let the grimace that was in my mind get into my voice.

"Really!?!" She asked excitedly

"Sure, do you think that we could go tomorrow? How much are you against cutting class for a while?" I asked.

"I like where this is going. Alright how about we go to the mall early tomorrow morning?"

"Perfect" I replied. I said my goodbye and started the car to take me home.

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EPOV

Practice was ending and coach let us off to get some water.

I was too excited to get out my water bottle so I just sat there, anxiously waiting.

"I have some very important news to announce." Coach said, getting everyone's attention.

I smiled and sat up straighter, not wanting to miss anything.

"I am going to announce the captain for this year's team." He said excitedly.

Bella spoke up and said, "Ummm, coach? About that-"

"Hold on a second Isabella, I just want to announce this." He said cutting her off.

"I've decided that the captain this year should only be someone with the best playing ability, someone that can really lead this team." He said, much to my growing happiness

"So, for this year's captain, I have chosen Isabella." He concluded with a smile.

The smile on my face melted. I thought that I had heard wrong, but the way that coach was smiling at Bella proved I was right.

I just sat there, unmoving, still getting over the shock of having my dreams crushed.

It didn't occur to me to blame the coach or anyone else. No, all my hatred went straight to Bella.

I glared at her and got up, grabbing my bag as I went.

I had started walking away when I felt Bella's hand on my arm, followed by her roughly turning me around to face her.

"Listen, Edward, I was going to tell you." She said, regret and sadness in her eyes.

"Tell me what!?! That you decided to take the one thing I wanted the most away from me!" I yelled back angrily, venting out all my frustration. I was so angry at her for betraying me.

"No, Edward, that's never what I meant to do, you have to believe me!" She pleaded.

"You knew how much it meant to me! That was the one chance I had at getting closer with my father!" I yelled getting in her face.

I had trusted her, told her about my father. That was obviously a mistake.

"I bet that's what you wanted all along! You took the captain spot away from me so that your perfect life could be even more perfect!" I yelled. There was a little voice in the back of my mind that was telling me that I was going too far, but I ignored it.

It seems my subconscious was right because every ounce of guilt dropped from her face and was replaced by ferocity, "You think my life is perfect!?!" She said in a voice that pretty much told me to stop now if I valued my life. But again I didn't want to listen to it.

"Oh, I know it is! With your perfect car, perfect grades, and perfect parents! I'm sure getting captain was nothing new to you at all!!!" I yelled, getting louder with each word. There was no turning back now.

"You know nothing about me, or my life." She said gravely getting up in my face threateningly.

"Oh but I do! 'I'm Bella, I'm too good for any of the guys at this school so I just sit there and don't talk to anybody!'" I said, mocking her.

"Fine, you think I think I'm too good for everybody; I'll prove you wrong. I bet that I can get asked to the dance by ten different guys tomorrow." She said trying to end the argument.

"Alright, you're on! There's one more day until the dance and I know for a fact that no guy will even get close to you since you turned me down!" I replied triumphantly. I knew that every guy at Forks high was too afraid of her to ask her out or to the dance.

She seemed to bite back a remark and brushed past me saying, "Well we'll see."

I was still angry as I stormed to my car and got in.

I sat there for a while thinking over everything that happened.

I don't think anyone has ever been able to make me this angry before.

I started my car and drove home, wanting to go to bed.

Tomorrow is going to be a long day.

A/N: PLEASE REVIEW!!! OKAY, SO THIS CHAPTER WAS A LITTLE SAD, BUT IT WAS NEEDED FOR WHAT I HAVE PLANNED FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER, WHICH IS GOING TO BE REALLY GOOD. THE MORE REVIEWS I GET, THE FASTER YOU WILL GET TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS!!!