Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT
BPOV
The following morning I had determination set on my mind.
No matter what I did I couldn't shake off the angry feeling I got every time the argument that Edward and I had, pulled up in my mind.
It made me want to smash something.
The plan for today was for me to meet Alice at the mall where we were going to spend time getting me a new wardrobe. Afterwards we would get my makeup done somewhere there.
I mentally winced at the last part of the plan. I hated makeup.
I would just have to make this sacrifice so that I could prove Edward wrong. By the end of the day, he was going to eat his words.
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At quarter of eight I pulled out of the driveway and headed in the direction that my GPS told me.
In no time flat I pulled into the parking lot of the mall and parked next to the bright yellow Porsche that I recognized as Alice's car.
Getting out I locked my car and threw my bag over my shoulder.
Because of the fact that I was going to be changing into a lot of clothes, I decided to put my weapons in the bag.
I don't think I could get away with the knives strapped to my inner arms while wearing a tank top.
Alice spotted me and got out of her own car smiling, just as energetic as always.
It should be illegal to have so much energy in the morning.
"So are you excited?" She asked linking her arm with mine and pulling me in the direction of the double doors that led to the mall.
I grunted in response and started looking around for a coffee shop so that I could get a jump-start on the day.
No matter how persistent Alice was in trying to drag me into the nearest store, I was still stronger.
I easily towed her into the Starbucks I spotted; I stood in line and noticed that she was narrowing her eyes at me.
I sighed and said, "Let me just get some coffee, and then you can drag me wherever you want."
Her eyes widened and smile formed on her lips.
What did I just get myself into?
After that she stopped complaining and even got herself a coffee.
I sat down to drink my caramel macchiato and she sat across from me.
She fiddled with the lid on her cup and I could immediately tell that she wanted to say something. I just sipped my coffee and waited for her to get it off her chest.
"Hey Bella?" She started.
"Mhhm." I replied taking another sip, happy now that there was caffeine in my system.
"It's not that I'm totally psyched that you want to go shopping with me, but why did you ask me? As far as I could tell, you aren't a big fan of buying clothes." She asked with a curious expression.
Setting down my cup of coffee I started telling her about what happened between Edward and I yesterday.
By the end of my story her expression was similar to the one I had on my face the day before.
"I can't believe he did that!" She said in a hushed angry tone.
"So you see my dilemma." I said taking another sip.
"Oh don't worry, I'll make sure that by the end of today, you'll have every guy drooling over you." She said "Not that they haven't been already."
"What?" I asked, she had mumbled the last part and I didn't quite catch what she said.
"Oh nothing." She said feigning innocence, "Why don't we get going, we have a lot of work to do."
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"Do we have to?" I whined as we stood in front of Abercrombie and Fitch.
"Yes, we do. You are in desperate need of clothing and this is one of the best places to get it." She said tugging me into the store.
"Fine." I said in defeat and allowed her to drag me into my own personal hell.
I had never been in an Abercrombie before. Most of the clothing I wore was given out by the Academy. The clothes were specially made or reinforced to help us on missions. And I don't think that a pink mini skirt has ever been standard issue for any mission.
"Ok, start looking around and tell me if you find anything you like." She said shoving me to the right side of the store.
I have to admit; shopping was a little out of my league. It's not like there was a course at the Academy that was called Shopping 101. And my parents didn't exactly like to take me out.
Unsure of what I was supposed to be looking for or doing I started randomly searching through clothes.
When Alice found me again, she wasn't happy. She took one look at the beige pants and dark green long sleeve shirt that I was holding and immediately snatched them out of my hands.
I watched as she chucked them on top of a random rack of clothes and gave me a disapproving look.
"Ok, so obviously letting you choose your own clothes was a mistake. Here, why don't you just go into the dressing room and I'll bring you stuff to try on." She said pointing towards the direction in which I assumed was the dressing room.
"You're the expert." I said as I dutifully followed her instructions and headed towards the back of the store.
I had only been inside the stall for a few minutes when garments of multiple colors started flying over the door.
A majority of them were pink and I grimaced at the sight.
"I know you're not happy, but just try them on." Alice said, obviously detecting my sour mood.
I sighed and dug through the pile she threw over the door.
I found a pair of jeans that weren't too bad and threw on one of the shirts that wasn't pink.
Stepping out of the dressing room I faced Alice and raised an eyebrow, silently asking her opinion.
"Hmmm…the jeans aren't too bad, much better then what you usually wear, but I think we should go with something a little different for today." She said with a small smile on her face.
She sifted through the massive pile of clothing that she had picked out and came up with a dark pink skirt and a lighter pink top. She either didn't notice the grimace on my face or didn't care about my opinion, because she forced the clothes into my arms and shoved me back into the dressing room.
I sighed, knowing that I wasn't going to be let out of the dressing room unless I tried it on. I pulled on the skirt first, followed by the shirt. I ignored the mirror, knowing that my opinion wouldn't make a difference anyways. If Alice didn't like it, there was no way I was leaving the store with it.
I opened the door feeling very self-conscious. I had never worn a skirt before and I kept pulling down the hem, trying to make it feel longer then it actually was.
"I'm not sure about this Alice, are you sure that we can't just go with jeans and a long sleeve shirt, I mean it is pretty cold outside." I whined, trying to convince her to let me wear something more comfortable.
"Are you kidding, you look fantastic! There is no way in hell that I'm letting you wear jeans after putting this on." She said moving her fingers in a command to spin so that she could see how it looked from a different angle.
"Does that mean I have to get more skirts?" I whined all the while spinning in a slow circle letting her have her inspection.
"Oh don't complain. Did you even look at yourself in the mirror? The shirt fits great too. Why don't you go back in and I'm going to go grab you some more things to try on, okay?" She said with a smile, obviously excited about the clothing.
I nodded in response and watched her disappear around the dressing room corner. Sighing I returned into the dressing preparing for another round of clothing.
I glanced at the mirror and had to do a double take. The reflected image was not one I was used to seeing.
The pink skirt that ended a little lower then mid-thigh made it look like I had long legs and the color made my skin seems tanner then usual.
Next I examined the shirt. It was a halter-top that flowed out at the bottom; the neckline was lower then I was used, making it seem that I actually had cleavage.
I think calling myself pretty would be going to far, but I had to admit I definitely looked better then before.
I soon found myself turning, trying to look at my new image at every angle. I didn't even notice Alice until she spoke up, knocking me from my reverie.
"Fond of your new outfit Bella?" She said with a knowing smile on her face. I couldn't help but nod in response.
She smiled even brighter and said, "Good, because I've got a lot more skirts here for you to try on."
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We left Abercrombie with four bags stuffed with clothes. Alice had taken pity on me and allowed me to purchase the jeans along with the rest of the skirts that occupied the rest of the space in the other bags. I had charged it all to the Academy credit card; it had an unlimited amount and I was aloud to use it whenever I needed it. Alice had tried to convince me to let her buy all the clothing but I was relentless and didn't let her anywhere near the cashier.
I ended up wearing the pink skirt outfit out of the store; I needed to wear something to school. Alice next dragged me in the direction of Macy's and again shoved me into one of the open dressing room stalls and gave me direct orders to stay put.
Minutes later Alice returned with her arms loaded with dresses in all shapes and colors.
I threw her a questioning glance; she responded by saying, "You have to have something to wear to the dance." As if it was obvious.
"Oh, right." I said, I had almost forgotten about the dance. My first dance. It goes without telling that I was beginning to feel a little nervous.
We went through dozens of dresses. Pink, red, orange lavender, periwinkle, lilac and so on and so on. Some with bows, others with sparkles. None of them seemed right though.
I began to tire and eventually just started grabbing dresses at random. Snatching one from the ever growing pile I pulled it on and stepped through the door, ready for Alice's opinion.
"It's perfect." Alice said immediately with a smile on her face, inspecting the dress.
"You sure?" I said, "You don't think it's too much…I don't know-"
"No, it's perfect." She said with finality.
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"Do we have to?" I whined, trying to put off the inevitable.
"Yes, we do." Alice said dragging me by my right arm towards the makeup department.
She was surprisingly strong for such a small person.
She shoved me into one of the chairs by the brightly lit counter. I looked around and grimaced at the sight of eyelash curlers and lipstick.
Alice waved over one of the employees and started talking in a language that I had no way of following. I would occasionally hear the word 'eyeliner' or 'mascara', but other then that I was at a loss of what was planned for my future torment.
The next thirty minutes was one of the worst of my life. No matter how much I squirmed and complained, Alice would just glare at me and instruct the professional to continue with her work.
I tried looking over at the small stand up mirror on the counter but Alice just grabbed my chin and told me that I had to wait till it was finished.
After having just about every part of my face painted or prodded, the woman brought out a curling iron and I shrank back into the chair.
"Oh Bella relax, she's just going to curl the ends to give your hair some volume." She told me in a voice a parent would use when talking to a stubborn child.
I grumbled but allowed the woman to come forward and curl my hair.
After what felt to me like forever, Alice told me that I was finished.
I opened my eyes, which I had been scrunching together from the beginning, and saw Alice with a very pleased look on her face. She grabbed my hand and led me over to the full-length mirror a few aisles down.
I looked at the reflection, and was at a loss for words.
After a few moments I manages to get out one word, "Wow."
Alice nodded in understanding, seeming very pleased with the outcome of her latest project.
"What now?" I asked, looking at her in the reflection.
"Now, we go to school." She said with a wicked smile growing on her face that I couldn't help but reflect.
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EPOV
It was now lunchtime and there was still no sign of Bella.
The scene on the soccer field kept replaying in my mind like a broken record.
My anger at Bella seemed to grow every time I remembered the words that coach announced to the team.
I swept my eyes over the entire cafeteria, searching to see if I had passed over her by mistake. But no, she was nowhere in the lunchroom.
Maybe she chickened out. I mean, did she really think that she could get asked to the dance be ten different guys, the day of the dance? I thought with satisfaction, though it didn't seem to make me feel any better about what happened yesterday.
News had traveled quickly around the entire school and our argument seemed to be the hot topic of the day. I internally flinched every time I heard her name roll off the tongues of my fellow classmates.
I was soon joined at my table by most of the cheerleaders, minus Alice and Rosalie; along with some of my fellow teammates from the soccer team.
Lauren slid into the seat across from me. "So Edward, I hear that you still don't have a date for the dance." She said, not even trying to be subtle.
I nodded in response. She was right, a few days ago I had planned on asking Bella to the dance, but that was way out of the question now. Tanya was also no good; I had just broken up with her yesterday. So, why not?
"Would you like to go with me?" I asked in a tone that made it clear that I was not asking because I was interested in her.
Her eyes immediately lit up and she said, "Really? I thought you were going to ask someone else. But I would love to go with you!"
I didn't need to ask to know who she thought I was going to ask. Just that thought brought up the anger that had been boiling inside of me ever since yesterday. I gritted my teeth and concentrated on not crushing the soda can in my hand.
Who knows maybe I'll actually enjoy the dance, it's not like Bella's going to go, she's not even here today.I closed my eyes as I took a sip of my soda, trying to get rid of the migraine that had risen up in that last bought of anger.
I listened to the sounds around me, chairs scraping against the linoleum floor, people yelling the occasional profanity across the room at one another. I let theses sounds flow through my head. It was during a large sip of my soda that I realized that the noise level had died down dramatically.
Confused I opened my eyes and looked around, following the gazes of everyone in the room to the cafeteria door.
What I saw made me spray the soda that was in my mouth across the table, covering Lauren in sticky layer of orange. She screeched but I wasn't paying attention to her.
For across the cafeteria was none other then Bella Swan. But this was not the ordinary Bella that we had all seen before.
Every eye followed her as she made her way across the room carrying a tray in both of her hands.
She was nothing like what we were used to seeing. Instead of the usual sweatpants and baggy shirt, she was wearing an outfit that could have come straight out of every guy's fantasy about her.
She was wearing a skirt that made her legs seem miles long and a top that revealed the soft skin on her shoulders and the cleavage on her chest.
As she got closer I noticed the fresh coat of makeup that layered her face and the soft curls that framed her face. She was wearing a smoky eyeliner that made her eyes even more enticing then before, and a light pink lipstick that left to the imagination.
She seemed unfazed that every eye and whisper was focused on her. She just floated by, not even sparing a glance at anyone except for the girl trailing behind her, who I immediately recognized as my sister Alice.
The talking grew louder as she got farther away. She and Alice finally chose a secluded table next to one of the windows.
It was increasingly difficult to remember the fact that I was angry at her. Throughout lunch I couldn't help but sneak glances at her. I did not fail to notice the long line of guys waiting to talk to her. No doubt wanting to ask her to the dance.
Remembering the dance I looked back at my date, who was still covered with orange soda. She was hopelessly dabbing at her shirt with a wet paper towel trying to get the orange out. To anyone else, Lauren may seem pretty; but to me, after glancing back at Bella, she was nothing in comparison.
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BPOV
"Are you sure about this Alice?" I asked for the hundredth time as we made our way down the empty hallway towards the cafeteria doors.
"Don't worry, it'll be great. Just think of the looks on their faces once they see you." She said guiding me toward the door.
"That's what I'm afraid of." I said back with worry in my eyes.
"I'll be right behind you the entire time. Just think about what Edward said yesterday, don't you want to prove him wrong?" She said in an angry bitter tone.
I nodded my head. Took a deep breath. And pushed open the doors to the cafeteria.
Not many people noticed my entrance at first, but those that did nudged their neighbors and pointed towards my direction.
I took another deep breath and allowed Alice to guide me towards the food where I grabbed a tray and put random items of food on it, going rather quickly.
Alice and I turned back towards the cafeteria, which was starting to focus on us.
I swallowed audibly and started walking towards the back of the large room. Whispers followed my steps as more people's heads shot up to look at me. I was used to people whispering as I would walk by, but this time I was positive it was for a different reason altogether.
Keeping my expression cool, I scanned the room with my eyes as I walked. My hands began to tremble so I gripped the tray I was holding, securely with both hands.
It took me a while to find Edward, but I was able to spot him by the large amount of soda that sprayed out of his mouth when he saw me for the first time.
It took all my will power to look away from him and not crack a smile. Although, I noticed with a glance backwards that Alice couldn't help it, as a grin seemed to be plastered to her face.
I continued what seemed to be the longest walk of my life and finally sat down at one of the empty tables on the far side of the cafeteria with a sigh of relief.
Alice scooted into the seat next to me with the same grin still plastered onto her face.
"That was so cool!" She said, trying to get me to join in on the excitement.
"Yeah, but do you think they like it?" I asked, still trying to get the worry out of my voice.
Alice looked at me as if I was stupid and motioned with her hand for me to look back at the cafeteria. Confused I looked up to see a few dozen of the guys getting up and quickly making their way over to our table.
My eyes widened and I looked back over at Alice. She seemed to be digging in her bag for something with a determined look on her face. A look of satisfaction came over her face as she pulled out a clipboard and a few pencils.
I raised my eyebrow in question and she replied, "Well someone has to keep track of all the guys that are about to ask you to the dance; and since it seems that you're going to be pretty busy for a while, I'll do it." She told me with a smirk
I was about to retort when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning, I was met with the sight of a guy with bright blonde hair and green eyes, and a nervous expression on his face.
I raised my eyebrow in response to the shoulder tap.
"Ummm…do you think…that I…could possibly…ummm…joinyouforlunch?" He asked, ending in a quick breath.
I glanced at Alice, who had a small smile on her face, she gave me an encouraging nod and I turned back to the guy.
"Sure", I said, gesturing to the empty seat across from me.
He smiled a large smile and quickly ran around the table and took the seat, as if I was going to tell him to leave if he moved too slowly.
I was about to ask him his name, when I was cut off by Alice.
"What's your name, grade level and phone number?" She asked, not caring if she was being abrupt or not.
I rolled my eyes and looked at the guy, who began rambling off all the information, which Alice quickly wrote down on the clipboard.
The reception that he received seemed to indicate to other guys that you wouldn't be greeted with rejection if you came over to our table.
It wasn't long before our entire table was swarmed, guys were trying to shoulder their way forward so that they made sure that I saw them.
"Hi, I'm Jackson." Said one guy with long dark hair.
Another shoved him out of the way and introduced himself as Daniel.
I lost track of the number of guys that offered to be my date for the dance, but I was sure that it was getting close to the number of times I had blushed in the last ten minutes, which was getting higher and higher every second.
Alice was writing down numbers so quickly that some of them were barely legible. I received offers of food and drinks. They were like moths attracted to a bright light.
I had never been popular before, so the sudden decrease of personal space was a little unnerving.
Much to the disappointment of the guys surrounding my table, the bell rang. Uh-oh, I still have to pick one of them.
I looked over at Alice for guidance, but she just handed me the clipboard with a smile on her face.
She looked over at the guys who were still gathered around our table, waiting to see who got picked and said, "Excuse us a moment."
We both got up from the table and walked over to a secluded spot of the cafeteria that was now emptying out slowly.
"So which one do you like Bella, we have to pick one quickly." She told me as her eyes roamed over the long list of names.
"It really doesn't matter to me, why don't you just pick?" I said uninterestedly as I searched through the crowd of people waiting to file out of the double doors at the back end.
"Alright, if I had to choose, I would go with Jason." She told me, referring to the guy that was brave enough to come to our table first. "He seems pretty nice, and he's cute."
I shrugged in response and said, "Alright" It really didn't matter to me who my date was, as long as Edward saw that I had one.
We headed back over to the table to let them know who we decided on. The news was received with many groans and one loud, "Yes!" from Jason.
I watched as the disappointed guys shuffled out of the room, some still glancing at me hopefully. Jason came scrambling forward and told me that he would pick me up at my house at 8:30, but I shook my head and told him that it would be easier if I just met him here.
He had a goofy smile on his face as he shrugged, trying to act nonchalantly, and not pulling it off. Once everything was settled he grabbed his stuff and gave me one last smile before rushing out the door to his next class. I was already bound to be late to mine, and Alice her's.
I sighed from exhaustion and collapsed onto the table bench. I glanced over at Alice to find that she was still grinning from ear to ear.
Still chuckling she said, "Did you see what my brother did when we first walked in?"
I nodded and couldn't resist the grin that appeared on my face.
"Come on, we should probably get to class." She said pulling me up from the bench and handing me my bag.
We headed down the now almost empty hall, towards our next classes. We parted ways with one last smile and I shouldered open the door to the music room.
The teacher looked up and I stated my apologies for being late. He waved the tardiness off with a wave of his hand and motioned towards the coach that I had become used to sitting in everyday.
I sat there for the next hour patiently, but shot up as soon as the bell rang.
I was one of the first ones to my last class of the day and I made my way back to the familiar seat at the back of the room.
It took me a while to remember that Edward would be occupying the seat next to me for the next hour. Well this should be interesting.
The rest of the class shuffled in and took their appropriate seats. Many of the guys would smile at me or wave, hoping that I would choose them instead.
Edward was one of the last ones to file in as he made his way over to his seat next to me, getting many jealous looks from other guys.
I couldn't read the expression on his face as he sat down. It seemed to be one of anger, pain and longing though. I mentally flinched and looked away, towards the front of the room.
There was still a lot of talking going around, the teacher had not come in yet, when Edward said without looking at me, "So, who are you going with?"
"Jason." I said, not looking in his direction either.
He didn't seem to have much reaction, so I continued the small conversation, "You?"
"Lauren" He replied and I thought I could detect a hint of regret in his voice, but told myself that I was just imagining things.
"Alright class, I'm going to come around and collect your homework, then we're all going to head over to the library for some research time." The teacher said, getting everyone's attention.
Whoops. I thought. I hadn't done the homework last night, I was too stressed out. And glancing over at Edward, he seemed to be thinking the same thing.
When the teacher arrived at our table, I looked at him sheepishly and received a disapproving look in return.
"Did neither of you two do the homework?" He asked looking at each of us.
We both shook our heads in silent response.
He sighed and said, "Well, then I guess you two will just have to stay here while the rest of us go to the library. You needed to do last night's homework in order to be prepared for today."
Neither of us said anything in response so he just sighed and headed over to the next table.
Soon the entire class, minus me and Edward, was shuffling out the door. The teacher gave us both one last accusing look, then shut the door and locked it behind him. Leaving Edward and I by ourselves.
Neither of us said a word, letting the silence carry on.
I breathed out a large sigh and rested my chin on the table, closing my eyes.
I felt Edward staring at me, but I was too exhausted to tell him off.
The silence was finally broken when he said, "So, you went shopping with my sister this morning?"
His tone wasn't accusing, just curious; so I opened my eyes and looked at him.
"Yeah, we went to the mall." I replied leaning back in my chair, stretching my legs out, which were starting to fall asleep. I let my head fall back and I looked at the ceiling, letting out a large sigh as I did so.
Edward didn't think I saw him, but I could practically feel his eyes roaming across my body.
Feeling slightly self-conscious I pulled myself forward, causing Edward to glance away quickly, so as not to let me know he was looking at me.
Yesterday's fight kept replaying in my mind, over and over again. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't push it away. It was starting to make me feel sick to my stomach.
"I wasn't going to take it you know." I said quietly, looking down at my hands, which were resting on the table.
A confused expression came over Edward's face and he quickly looked at me.
"What?" He asked, scrunching his eyebrows together.
"The captain spot, I wasn't going to take it." I said, still looking at my hands, "I knew how much you wanted it, so I was going to tell the coach that you should have it."
He didn't say anything in response, just moved his eyes from my face, back to the front of the room, an intense look on his face.
I figured that he thought I was lying, so I didn't say anything else and just watched the clock as time ticked by, waiting for this class to be over.
Forty-five minutes later, the bell finally rang and I quickly gathered my stuff and swept out the door of the classroom. I rushed over to my locker. I was trying to go as fast as I could, I desperately wanted to get out of there.
I was on the last digit of my combination when Edward seemed to finally catch up to me.
He startled me, so when I opened my locker up, all the notes and papers that guys had shoved inside my locker flew out, landing on the floor by my feet.
I gave and exasperated sigh and started to pick them all up. There must have been at least four dozen of them. Some with phone numbers and others with suggestions that made me grimace.
The next thing I knew, Edward was on the floor next to me, helping me pick them all up.
When we had all of them gathered in our arms I gave him a confused, but thankful look.
"So, do you want me to stick all these in your backpack?" He asked reading some of them with one eyebrow raised.
"Hardly." I said as I dumped the pile that was in my hands right into the garbage can. This seemed to give him some satisfaction for some reason and he dumped his in right after mine.
Dusting my hands off uncomfortably against my skirt I said, "Well…ummm…thanks."
I turned away quickly and went back to my locker, trying not to trip in the process.
I could feel Edward's eyes on me as I moved, except this time he was looking at my face for once.
He leaned against his locker, which was just two down from mine, and observed me while I grabbed the binders I was going to need, making me feel self-conscious.
When finished, I closed my locker door with a bang and spun on him, "What?" I asked.
For once, his cool composure seemed to have been faltering.
"I just…ummm…wanted to say that I'm…sorry, about yesterday, and how I acted towards you before. And that I think you should take the spot as captain." He said completely serious, with a little bit of sadness in his eyes.
This caught me off guard; I didn't think that apologies came very easy to him.
"I already told you that I don't want the spot, it's yours." I said shouldering my bag and turning away.
He immediately reached out, putting a hand on my shoulder in urgency and turned me back around. It felt like a spark had gone through my body when his hand made contact with my bare skin. I looked down at it resting on my shoulder and he seemed to realize what he had done and quickly took his hand away, feeling as if he might have crossed a line. The flow of electricity stopped, and it felt like something was missing.
In urgency he talked quickly, trying to get what he wanted to say across, just in case I decided to turn away again.
"What if we shared the captain's spot?" He asked, searching my eyes, with hope gleaming in his own.
Shifting my bag from one shoulder to the other, I rolled the idea over in my mind. That could work. That way, Edward gets to show his father that he's captain, and I get to give my input at games and practices.
"Alright, I'll be co-captain with you." I said and a relieved expression came over his face; "We should tell the coach though, he still thinks that I'm captain." I continued.
"Okay, cool, we'll tell him at practice on Monday." A grin formed on his face, similar to the one that Alice seemed to have all day. Must be a family thing.
With that, he gave me one last smile and headed down the hall in the other direction. I watched him go, leaning against my locker. I was pretty transfixed, so when Alice came up behind me, I nearly had a heart attack.
"Who are you looking at all dreamy eyed?" She asked peeking around me to look down the hall.
"No one", I said turning around to face her. She gave me a disbelieving look, but changed the topic nonetheless.
"So how did your class with Edward go?" She asked, wanting all the juicy details.
"It was…fine. He was actually nice; I think we worked things out. When he apologized I-"
"Wait, did you just say he apologized? Edward NEVER apologizes," She asked unbelievingly
I nodded in response and told her what had just taken place just five minutes ago. By the end she was smiling that smile that I had come to realize meant trouble.
"Well, we can continue this story later, because right now we need to get started on your makeup for tonight." She said tugging me towards the direction of the parking lot.
I grimaced but allowed her to drag me, knowing that there was no way to stop her once she got an idea in her head.
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EPOV
I followed Bella out of the classroom, god she was fast. It had taken me the rest of the period to figure out that she wasn't lying. And that she was in fact going to turn down the offered spot. I felt like an idiot and a jerk for what I said to her yesterday. It was now or never, I had to try to make it up to her.
By the time I caught up with her she was already opening her locker.
When she noticed me standing there she got a shock and her locker opened abruptly, spilling papers all over the ground.
She sighed and bent down to pick them up. I immediately swooped down to help her.
She was surprised to see me helping and gave me a confused look. I looked down at the papers that were in my hands and read some of them. Most of them contained names and phone numbers, but some were very very suggestive and made me raise one eyebrow. It took my a second to realize why she had all those in there. Apparently I wasn't the only one that noticed her new look today.
"So, do you want me to stick all these in your backpack?" I asked.
"Hardly." She said as she dumped the pile that was in her hands right into the garbage can. I followed her lead and dumped my pile in as well, grinning at the fact that she was rejecting them all.
She seemed to become very uncomfortable suddenly and said, "Well…ummm…thanks."
And turned to go back to her locker
I watched her face as she moved, trying to memorize every aspect of it.
When she finished digging in her locker she shut her locker quickly and spun on me, "What?" she asked.
This caught me off guard and I stuttered a little bit over what I wanted to say.
"I just…ummm…wanted to say that I'm…sorry, about yesterday, and how I acted towards you before. And that I think you should take the spot as captain." I said completely serious.
"I already told you that I don't want the spot, it's yours." I said shouldering my bag and turning away.
I immediately reached out, putting a hand on her shoulder in urgency and turned her back around. A flow of electricity went through me as my hand made contact with the soft skin on her shoulder. I she was looking down at my hand and I immediately drew it away.
"What if we shared the captain's spot?" I asked, searching her eyes.
She seemed to roll it over in her mind, trying to see if she liked the idea or not.
"Alright, I'll be co-captain with you." she said, "We should tell the coach though, he still thinks that I'm captain." She continued.
"Okay, cool, we'll tell him at practice on Monday." A huge smile broke out on my face and I was relieved that she was willing to be captain with me.
I gave her a smile and turned away, walking down the hall at a swift pace.
A/N: Sorry that it's been so long since I've updated, I'm going to try to get the story moving again. I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can. The next one is going to be really really good, so review and I'll update faster.
