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A big thank you to readers and reviewers, you really push me. OK this takes place during chapter 10 but it's EPOV.

EPOV

By the time we left the bathroom the hallway was pretty much deserted. I headed off to English after mumbling a quick thanks to Em and Jazz. The classroom was full when I got there and I ignored the stares as I took my seat. After I sat down everybody went back to their conversations. What is it with these people? Have to stick their nose in everybody's business. Isabella will pay for this unwanted attention she's cast on me.

"Edward!" Lauren gasped as she rushed forward to my desk and grabbed my face. "Are you ok? That bitch didn't hurt you did she?"

"Uh..." she pulled my face left and right inspecting for signs of injury. I felt like rolling my eyes. Did she not notice the huge, red thing in the middle of my face?

"Jess, look! Look what she did to his nose! Awww my poor baby, she hurt you perfect nose..." she pulled me into her chest, crushing my face against her boobs.

"Like, OMG!! That is totally not cool. Like definitely not. We have to get her back Loz!" It was the most I had ever heard from Jessica and I understood why she didn't speak very often. If I was unable to speak like a normal person I would shut up most of the time too.

"We will, Jess. We could slap her or put trip her or..." she looked confused for a minute before she continued. "We could do both!" Jessica gasped.

"Like, Lauren, that is, like, the best plan. That is going to be, like so, like funny." I don't know how many likes she used in that sentence and I don't want to know.

"Don't worry Edward, we'll revenge you!" Lauren kissed my cheek then flicked her hair over her shoulder and walked back to her desk, with Jessica following. I frowned. Isn't it avenge?

I spent the whole of first period coming up with different scenarios for Biology. My favourite was the one where she started crying and the one where she said that she realised that I am the coolest, hottest, sexiest thing around and she never should have done anything but worship me. I smiled and saw Isabella and Angela walk into the room. I watched out of the corner of my eye as they looked at me and giggled. Laugh it up girls, it won't last long. We'll see whose laughing in the end. As soon as Isabella sat down I pounced.

"I reconsidered and I have decided to work with you on our project, but we aren't working at the library. There's no way I'm being seen in public with you." If she thinks there is any way I am working with her in the library, she is highly mistaken. I might have but after this morning I don't want to be thought of as the idiot who works with the girl who beat him up. That wouldn't be good for my reputation. The fact that she is the school nerd doesn't help it either.

"I don't think you have the authority to dictate where we work on our project." She sniffed. Oh and she does? She thinks she got all the power now? I'll show her.

"What makes you think that?"

"The bruise that's beginning to form on your nose." She smirked and I opened my mouth to argue but she did have me there. As of this morning she has most of the control. Not for long though. She continued. "However, I am willing to accept your proposal, but not because you've got anything over me. We can't work at the library because Angela's mother is the librarian and after your little stunt this morning I'd rather not be seen with you in front of her. She might think we are friends and I would very much like to not lose my friend because her mother thinks I hang out with the wrong people." Oh and it would be so terrible if you got in trouble wouldn't it? If life wasn't perfect for you, Isabella.

"Well then where are we going to work?" I asked.

"I don't know, genius, got any ideas?" Why would I have any ideas? It's not like I actually do this group stuff normally. I told her no. I zoned out for a second wondering if she always took control over group projects or if it was just because it was me. It took me a moment to realise she was speaking and I managed to catch the end of it.

"...at your house?"

I shot down that idea right away. She is not coming to my house. Nobody has been to my house except for Em and Jazz. Like I'm going to invite her over! Just because I'm doing the assignment doesn't mean I'm inviting her over so we can have a tea party.

"Well then I guess its option two." She sounded like she liked this idea less than the last one.

"Which is?" I watched her and pushed a stray piece of hair out of my eyes.

"My house" She said dejectedly. Her house! As in the place where she sleeps, eats and lives? The place where the nerd lives? Uggh! I guess my contempt must have shown on my face because she started berating me. "I don't live in a shack so there's no need to look like I've asked you to sleep with a homeless man's blankets. I don't like it anymore than you do, in fact I like it even less. But we have to do this project and I can't think of anywhere else to do it, seeing as you aren't volunteering your house." If it is the last choice and I suppose her house won't be rat infested or stacked to the ceiling with books...actually it probably will be stacked with books, but I guess I'll just have to go along with it.

"Fine. When are we doing this?" How about never? I had a feeling she wouldn't like that option though.

"What about tomorrow after school, Friday after school and on the weekend?" I predicted the after school shit but she also expects me to give up my weekend? For school? For her?

"You expect me to give up my afternoons and weekend to spend time with you?" I asked incredulously. She started on me instantly, pretty much calling me a pussy who irritates her to the point of violence. "Fine. You make it sound like you dislike me or something. But that's impossible. I am the hottest thing in Forks and everybody likes me. Are you this bitchy to everyone or is it just that time of the month?" I smirked at her, trying to get her to bite. She didn't disappoint.

"In case my fist crashing into your nose didn't clarify things for you I'll tell you in words you should understand. I don't like you. You are an arrogant, selfish, witless bastard who is so self absorbed I'm surprised you've realised that there are other people on the planet besides you. You make it sound like you are this great guy who is so cool, but you're not. You are the definition of the word asshole. Does that clarify things for you?" I nodded and tried not to laugh. She sounded vicious but sometimes she just looked so...innocent. She thinks I'm stupid, huh? I'll show her.

"Yes. But...the lady doth protest too much, methinks" I watched her mouth drop open in shock and I mentally high fived myself. Score for Cullen!

"Hamlet? Really?" So she knows the quote? I expected her to, but usually the chicks stick to Romeo and Juliet. "You can't come up with original comebacks so you have to resort to Shakespeare? That is sad. I didn't even know you could read. I thought your species was rather unintelligent. But you proved me wrong. I now know that you do have a brain, you just choose not to use it." She recovered quickly. I couldn't think of anything better because she did stump me so I replied with the wit of a five year old.

"You're so funny, Isabella. Too bad you're a bitch, though." I said hearing her laugh as I turned away. I cursed myself for making such a fool of myself. She said you were witless, Cullen, no need to prove it to her. Maybe I am losing my touch...no, no. I will beat this. I can beat this. I've just got to be smart about it. I'm smart...I can beat this.

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