I was walking down the hall heading to Math class listening to my iPod, when I turned the corner, and saw something I really didn't want to see. There right before my eyes was Cullen making out with the queen of the skanks Tanya Denali. For some reason I felt extremely pissed off. I felt like marching over there, and pulling Tanya's fake blond hair.

I was about to turn around, and go a different way when suddenly Cullens eyes opened, and he was staring at me, while still making out with Tanya. Even though he couldn't smirk at me I could see the amusement in his eyes. This pissed me off even more. This asshole was enjoying seeing me catch Tanya, and him making out. I glared at him, and this made him chuckle which made Tanya stop kissing him.

"What's so funny, Eddie?" Tanya asked him. I saw his eyes slightly darken at the nickname, and I couldn't help, but grin. Tanya turned around and spotted med. I was still standing their grinning at Cullen, I was afraid if I opened my mouth I might just barf.

"So, how was that, Swan?" He asked smugly. I gave him a fake smile before I answered.

"It was…..by far, the most amazingly, incredibly, outstandingly, most……" by now he was smiling, "………..disgusting thing I've ever seen." I finished, and his smile faded.

"Wow, that was very funny, Bella. Maybe you would know what you were talking about if you actually tried it once." He said, laughing.

"Well, at least I'm not some slut, seriously Edward god now's were she's been! " I said and stared at Tanya with an evil smile.

"Well I'd rather be a slut than an ugly prude like you" Tanya sneered back at me. I glared at her before I turned around heeding for math when I was jerked to the side. I looked up and the jerk himself was grinning at me.

"What do you want" I asked, not really interested in what his answer would be.

"At lunch I couldn't help but notice that Newton has a tiny crush on you. Should I give him some pointers?"

"I don't think he needs any tips from you Cullen. He's got a better chance without any 'tips' from you!" I answered.

"Now, what is it you really want?" I asked wanting to get to class as soon as possible.

"Nothing, just wanted to talk" He smiled.

"And why am I finding that hard to believe Edward!" I hissed at him

"You know what else is hard?" He started with an amused smile.

He was getting closer. I started walking backwards, faster, which is a complete safety hazard for me. "Back of Cullen" I said anger rising in me. "Give me one good reason why I should" answered mockingly. "How about because you're a tiny, impotent Nazi with a bug up his butt the size of an emu?" I Asked and gave him and evil smile.

"Take that back!" He said and stared at me waiting for my answer.

"Make me" I said teasingly and I could se the same fire I saw earlier in he's eyes as he suddenly spun me around and slammed me to the lockers and pressed he's body to min.

I whimpered as my back started to hurt. His hands grabbed my own and forced them above my head. I froze. I didn't know if I should be afraid. My breaths quickened as he leaned closer to me. He let one of his hands fall to my side and cupped my face in his hand before letting it trail across my shoulders and all the way down to my waist were it stayed making me shudder. He chuckled. I know I wanted to say something but I couldn't come up with a coherent sentence. His grip tightened around my waist. I swallowed while waiting from my brain to start working but it didn't. Every time we touched, something would happen and...It was weird, but I didn't want it to happen again, not right now anyway.

"If you really want me to make you, you just have to ask" He whispered playfully into my ear, his sweet breath fanning across my face.

When I didn't answer he started to lean in but stopped just before his lips touched mine. I could feel my strength slipping as I stared into his emerald eyes. I brought my lips even close to his and talked.

"What are you waiting for?" I shivered when our lips brushed slightly when I spoke.

But before I had a chance to react he crushed his lips to mine. It felt like my skin was on fire, and fireworks inside of me were exploding. I lost all control I had over myself. His tongue traced the outside of my lips, asking for entrance. Our lips parted and I could taste his cool breath in my mouth as our tongues danced around. I jumped on him, my legs straddling his waist as he pushed me harder against the lockers, my fingers were tangled in his hair and I moaned into his mouth. He started kissing down my neck to my collar-bone; his breathe making my skin tingle. I shivered in silent delight and felt him smiling against my skin as I let a moan escape from my moth and his grip tightens on my hips. He pulled away and looked over my body, lust and desire clear in his emerald eyes. I yanked him by the collar of his shirt back towards me, attaching my lips to his again. My hands trailed up into his hair yanking roughly causing him to groan into my open mouth.

His hands gripped my lower back, pulling me closer towards him pressing our chests together which caused more moans to fill the air. Whether they were mine or his, I couldn't tell. His bulge was now aligned with my center and I couldn't help but thrust my hips into his. I could feel my mind slowly starting to work again making me snap out of this trance he'd put me in. "STOP IT" I yelled as I pouched him of me gasping for air as I fell onto the ground. A look of horror crossed my face when I realised what just happened. I don't like Edward! What was I thinking?, Edward had a smug look on his face. He had played me, and he won. He had achieved what he wanted. That teasing glint was in his eye. He didn't even care that he had kissed me. That kiss—I thought it was amazing, and I don't know why. Because there is one thing I know for a fact: That I hate Edward Cullen. I couldn't believe I let him take control of me like that. I could feel the blood drain from my face as I got onto my feet. I looked up and saw him smile triumphantly.

"What's the matter? Wasn't it as good for you as it was for me?" He asked me mockingly.

"Stay. The. Hell. Away. From. Me," I said slowly hissed at him. I grabbed my bag that had apparently fallen to the ground, and ran to class.