Oh my gosh! You guys have every right to beat me on the head and hate me. I'm SOO sorry for not posting in such a long time. You've no idea how guilty I feel. I promise I'll try and be more active in the future. Not Tuesday though... unfortunately I have a track meet. I hope this is good, I'm not feeling so well, but I tried. I didn't think it was a good idea to make a bunch of buff girls try and rape Edward, so I changed it. Anyway... R&R please! Sorry if it sucks.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not Twilight, the characters, plot, any quotes, etc. Sad, is it not?
Edward's Point of View
Monday morning was pain-stakingly boring. I tried to get glimpses of Bella in the hallways, but she was never there. Resigned to the long wait to lunch, I couldn't focus in any of my class, and was told off more than once for my wandering attention. Jessica became thoroughly angry at me, and I wasn't unhappy to see that she'd decided my punishment (She was giving me the silent treatment). One once was my attention capture for more than ten seconds.
"So, Edward... Want to go to Port Angeles for a movie?" It was Mike, and his persistence forced me to look his way.
"Maybe. I'll have to check with Charlie," I lied. Truth was, I couldn't stop the wishful thinking of what I could be doing after school, with Bella (Please you guys don't take that pervertedly).
"Oh, well, we were going to go ahead and rent tuxes and just chill or whatever."
Nodding, I said, "Well, I'll see."
Lunch came and went. No Bella. I thought I might throw up, the disappointment was so great. I didn't partake in the conversation at all during lunch, and I almost decided to go home during biology.
Bella wasn't there the next day either. Jessica seemed angry at my mood, as I paid no attention to her and only answered in short, clipped sentences. (As if she had any right or reason; She was dating Mike!) My horrible mood got worse, and I searched for any way to help me feel better, so when Mike asked me to go with Tyler, Eric, Josh, and him to Port Angeles again, I agreed. Being with some guys might help me get out of this strange state I was in after meeting Bella.
After school, I drove my truck home. Mike was taking us all in his Suburban to save gas money. I dropped off my stuff, stuck a little more cash into my wallet, then my wallet into my back pocket. Mike honked his horn, and I stepped into the hallway, glanced at the mirror on the wall, and ran a hand through my hair to try and smooth it out. It didn't work, and I shrugged before running out to meet Mike. I was the last to be picked up, and so I slid into middle seat next to Eric.
The ride over was fun, and I laughed at the rowdy behavior, sometimes partaking in it. It felt good to be with just 'the guys' for once. Tyler brought a rap CD, much to my surprise, and though I didn't like rap much, I endured it.
When we arrived, Mike, Tyler and Josh required a lot of help with their tux. Surprisingly, there were several choices to be made, like a tie or bow, a style, and vest or not, the cut of the shirt, etc. while the three needed a lot of help, Eric was hopeless. He tried on several things, but nothing fit him well, given his height, lankiness, and look in general. He almost had to settle for a puke-green tie with maroon stripes. Finally though, there was a classic tux that fit him, and so While Eric and I were alone, putting up the tuxes that weren't going to be used (The others were paying for theirs), I casually asked about several people at school that I didn't know well. Then, I asked a question about Isabella, slipping her name in so that hopefully Eric wouldn't be suspicious.
"Do you know anything about Isabella Cullen and her family?" Eric glanced at me, but answered after a moment.
"Sure. I know a little of her story. They moved from Denali. Mr. Cullen's a doctor." Nah, duh. I knew that... he was my doctor. But I just listened and remained quiet. "He and Mrs. Cullen adopted, because they're too young to have kids, obviously. I know that Jasper and Rosalie Hale are siblings, and Emmett, Isabella and Alice Cullen are as well." I'd hardly even noticed the other siblings, I was so entranced by Isabella. "The Hales are the Mrs. Cullen's niece and nephew, I think. The others were adopted."
"How do you know so much?" Eric shrugged.
"I just listen. But Alice and Jasper, and Emmett and Rosalie, are dating. It caused quite a stir when they first came here, remember?" No. I hadn't paid attention. "People asked out Isabella lot. She didn't look happy. She doesn't date, dude." That I'd noticed. At least I hadn't totally zoned out of the world. I felt like an idiot, asking a classmate about what was going on at my own school.
Mike walked back in with Tyler and Josh, so Eric ran to pay, then we walked out to the car. The boys chatted about their dates; who they were taking, how hot various girls were, and what the plan was before the dance. I was told several times to come to the dance anyway, but I refused each time.
"No one ask you?" Mike teased, but I knew he was really wondering. I almost scowled. If only he knew how many annoying girls had asked me. I wondered if he didn't know that Jessica had asked me before him.
I shrugged. "One or two."
Once we reached the car, everyone left their tuxes in the Suburban, and we tried to decide what to do until dinner. We'd finished early, but while everyone else wanted to walk down the beach, I really wanted to find a music store.
"We'll go with you," Josh offered. I shook my head. I'd rather do it alone; I got rather into my music.
"If you're sure..." Eric said.
"Okay, well, we'll meet you at La Bella Italia at seven, okay?" That was Mike. I nodded after checking my watch. 6:15. Plenty of time. After waving good-bye, I walked down the street. Finding a sad-looking music store, I didn't even walk in. There was only one shelf of CDs, and the rest of the small shop was composed of books, drinks, and other wares. There had to be a reasonable music store in this town. Meandering off, I set off down the road again to find one. On my way, I saw a dark blue Volvo parked across the street, and I glared at it, Bella's absence suddenly hitting me again. Stupid, unreliable vampire.
After twenty-five minutes, I had no luck. I'd made several turns, and somehow ended up in the 'slums' of Port Angeles. The part that no one bothered to clean up. Dammit, I was lost. There was a street that I could see in the distance, with cars going perpendicular to the one I was on.
I started down the street, toward the busy road, but stopped at an intersection. Automatically looking around for cars, I froze. Three men were leaning against the wall of a dirty brick building, and shoved off it only to walk toward me.
I started to walk away, when one said, "Stop." Turning around, I stared when I noticed that the one who'd spoken had a knife, and he was quickly approaching me. When he grabbed me by the wrist, I let out a hiss and didn't think before punching the guy in the face. He stumbled back after letting go, holding his nose. The second man, a burly, short brunette, grasped by wrist roughly, and glared.
"We were just gonna rob ya, but ya've earned a beatin' 's well." I suppressed a wince when he hit me in the stomach. I started to strike out when I saw a blue Volvo swerve around the corner, headlights blinding me. The passenger door was open, and a low growl emitted from the driver. The three men were scrambling away already.
"Get in," the seductive voice came.
