A/N Happy Sunday! Glad the NFL is here bc college is even deader to me than it was a few weeks ago. Oye! My Noles are THE SUCK. The GIANT SUCKAGE OF SUCK. I have great emotions about this, clearly. I'd say there's always next year but the coach we hired doesn't inspire me to think so. Sigh.

Anyway, enough bad stuff. This week was full of worse stuff than crappy football teams, and this is my happy place. So I'm going to focus on that. But I do want to say, to all my friends of the Jewish faith, I mourn with you, and the vast majority of us love and respect you. Try to remember that in the dark times.

I was thrilled that so many of you got the Camp Tikihama reference! I never knew I had so many fellow Psych-O's as readers (reference to the TV show Psych for those that aren't familiar). That show is one of my happy places, and I'm mad at Hallmark for taking it off air yet again, but I have the DVDs, so whatevs! Shawn and Gus forever!

Loved all the love for Jasper and carrot porn last chapter. Where the carrot porn came from, I don't know, but my mind is a weird, strange place apparently! Glad you liked it! Now let's see what else awaits Bella on her first day as Edward's "girlfriend." Happy reading and I'll see you next Sunday!

To All the Boys Chapter 9

I very nearly turned around when I saw who was waiting for me at my locker after last period ended, but I figured I may as well face the last one. I'd really run the boy gauntlet the last two days. I was fairly certain I hadn't talked to as many boys in the last two years as I had these past couple of days, when you included all of Edward's friends from lunch.

I snuggled into Edward's jacket, taking a deep breath of his yummy smell to bolster my confidence.

"Tyler," I said, moving my arms to indicate that he should move, seeing as he was blocking my locker.

"Bella, Bella, fofella," he drawled, looking me up and down in an extremely creepy way. Seriously. When Edward looked at me that way, I didn't feel like he was imagining me naked, but Tyler made me wish I was wearing a parka instead of Edward's letter jacket.

"Tyler, can you move?"

He grinned. "Oh yeah, baby, I can move. You wanna see?"

Seriously? "You're so gross. Get out of my way." I stepped forward and elbowed him in his side, making him grunt, but at least he finally moved.

"So, you and Cullen, huh?"

I didn't bother to look at him as I quickly dumped the books I didn't need and zipped the ones I did into my backpack.

"Yes."

"Cool, cool. Maybe you and I can get together sometime when you're done with him."

Classy. I turned, and there he was behind me, nearly pressing me into my locker. Nope. I was over this.

"Tyler, I know you got a letter that I wrote to you over five years ago."

"Yeah, I did." He licked his lips. "You should have told me you liked me back then. We could have done a lot more on those nature hikes."

Gag. "I'm quite sure that neither of us would have known what to do at that age, but anyway…"

"Oh, I knew! And let me tell you, when you had that marshmallow goo hanging from those sweet lips of yours…"

And I was done. My knee came up and nailed him right in his balls, making him let out the most girlish, high-pitched scream I'd ever heard come out of a guy as he doubled over, clutching his junk.

"You're a disgusting jerk!" I yelled at him, not even caring that we had an audience all of a sudden. "I don't like you. I don't think I even liked you then. I just liked that a boy helped me and was kind to me. Clearly you've left that boy far behind. Stay the hell away from me!"

Should I? Yes, I should. I figured Edward wouldn't mind. I lowered my voice and got right in his face. "If you come near me again, I'll let Edward deal with you. I'm sure he'd be happy to kick your ass for harassing his girlfriend." Even his fake one.

I pushed past Tyler, leaving him gasping behind me. I ducked quickly into the girl's bathroom, needing to splash my face with water, to clean myself off after that conversation. It had made me feel dirty.

I rinsed my face, and grabbed some paper towels, drying myself off as the door opened behind me. When I looked back into the mirror, my heart fell. Seriously? Hadn't I had enough confrontations for the day? Guess I should have expected this one, as well.

"Tanya," I managed, balling up the towels and throwing them in the trash.

"What in the hell is it about you?"

I had no idea how to answer that, so I shrugged as I turned to face her.

"First Edward, and then Tyler? And every single guy in this place is suddenly talking about you. I don't get it."

I got the first two, but the rest? No idea. "I couldn't tell you, Tanya."

Ice-blue eyes that were so light they almost looked white assessed me, and from the look of disgust on her face, I knew she found me lacking. Well, that was nothing new.

"I'd get it if you looked like your sister, but you don't. You're not even pretty."

The words cut into me like a blow. I'd never measured up to Rose. I knew that. And so did Tanya. When we were friends, we always talked about how gorgeous my sister was and how all the boys wanted her. We wanted to be like her when we got older. Tanya sort of was, in that now she was beautiful like Rose, but she wasn't nearly as smart or awesome.

I wasn't about to let her see that she'd gotten to me. Nothing she said mattered, whether it was true or not.

"Edward thinks I am."

He'd even told me so when we were alone. Granted, he'd wanted me to agree to be his fake girlfriend, but still. It seemed like he meant it. And he must think I was decent, or he wouldn't have picked me for his fake girlfriend.

Tanya's glare grew more pronounced at my words. "He's clearly just settling for you since he can't have me right now. You just had to snatch him up while he was on the rebound from me, didn't you?"

I did let out a laugh at that. Me, Bella Swan, lying in wait until a boy was vulnerable and then worming my way right in. Oh yeah, that was me, all right.

"I didn't make a move on Edward, Tanya. It was all him." Unless you counted the kiss I'd given him on the track that started all this in motion. And my letter, of course. Shit, this sort of was all my doing, wasn't it?

"Either way, he'll get tired of you soon enough."

"Why do you even care?" I asked, folding my arms in an imitation of her. "You're the one who broke up with him."

That made her smile. "Damn right, I did. And don't you forget it. I could get him back with the snap of my fingers."

The messed-up thing was, it was true. Edward loved her for some inexplicable reason, and it made me sad for him. He deserved a way better girl than Tanya.

"He's not a dog, Tanya. And maybe he's finally going to see you for the viper that you are." I could only hope he would. And now it was my turn to look her up and down. "I'm going to show Edward how a girl should treat a guy like him."

Tanya let out a derisive laugh. "Like you even know what to do with a guy, Bella. You're as pure as the driven snow."

Truer words, Tanya. Truer words.

"Edward can teach me. He's already taught me quite a lot." I gave her a confident smile, even though I hadn't a damn clue what I was talking about. "He has no complaints, I promise you that."

She let out a frustrated huff of air and tossed back her perfect hair. "Whatever. I have a new, older guy who's teaching me plenty as well, way more than Edward knows."

I rolled my eyes, as over with this conversation as I was the rest of them today. "An older guy who's sleeping with a sixteen-year-old. Sounds like a creep to me. Why can't he get a girl, I mean, woman, his own age?"

"He doesn't want a woman his own age. He wants me."

I smirked as I strode past her. "You keep telling yourself that, Tanya. I say the man's got issues and wish you luck with that." I got to the door and tossed a final shot back at her. "And don't worry about Edward. I'm taking very good care of him."

Letting myself have the last word, I pushed open the door and let myself out into the now almost empty hallway. Thank God. I was over people today. Especially awful people like Tanya and Tyler.

I headed out of the school and over to the football field. The team was out there, and I finally saw Edward in shorts and a long-sleeved T-shirt, listening intently to whatever the coach was telling them. I climbed about halfway up the stadium bleachers, and then opened my bag and took out my math homework.

I started working, glancing up occasionally to see what was happening on the field down below me. One time, I saw Edward looking over at me, and he sent me a wave. I smiled and waved back. He really was entirely too good for Tanya. And while I knew technically I was supposed to be helping him get her back, I really hoped that hanging out with me would make him see that she wasn't the one for him. I didn't know who was good enough, but I knew for sure Tanya wasn't.

When my math was done, I read a little bit for English until practice broke up. I put my book away and headed down to where Edward was waiting on the field.

"Hey," he said as I approached.

"Hi. You looked good out there." Wasn't that what people said to sports people?

He laughed. "Did you even see me, other than that time I waved at you?"

Ha. "Well, no, but…"

He laughed and patted my shoulder. "Well, thanks for the compliment, regardless. Do you mind if I catch a quick shower before we go?"

He really was hot and sweaty, despite the fact that it was cool outside. They really went all out in practice.

"No, go ahead. I'll go wait by your car. Alice should be out soon."

"Sounds good." He flashed me a grin and trotted off with more energy than I would have after an hour of running around on the football field.

Once I got to Edward's Audi, I dug my book back out and started reading again. The nice thing about waiting for others after school got out, I was able to get my stuff done before I went home and had to start on dinner.

"Earth to Bella."

I glanced up, my mind with Hester Prynne, who I could sort of identify with other than the whole sleeping with a minister thing. There was a click as Edward took a picture with his phone.

"What was that for?" I asked, because God knew I hated pictures of myself. I was one of the only teenagers in existence, probably, that never took a selfie.

"I needed a picture of my girl." He studied it and grinned. "Bella with a book. It's perfect."

Well, that was sort of true.

"I hate pictures," I told him, when he tried to show me.

"Come on. You look really cute."

There it was again. Sort of. Pretty was better than cute, and he'd said pretty before, but still. It was a compliment. Tanya didn't know what she was talking about.

I glanced at the picture on his phone, and as pictures of me went, it wasn't too horrible. I kind of had a dreamy look in my eyes, which made sense since I'd been lost in another time.

"Don't you want one of me, for your phone?"

I sighed, but I supposed he had a point. I dug my phone out and Edward flashed his grin, so I took a picture. And of course he looked perfect. I was pretty sure he always did.

"Now, we need one of the two of us together." And before I could react, Edward was next to me, leaning against his car, his head pressed against mine as he long arm held his phone out. He snapped a pic and then pressed a kiss to my cheek, taking another.

"Come on. We can do better! Do I need to wear a bow tie to get you to smile?"

That made me laugh, and Edward snapped a few more pictures with his other arm around me, us close together and both looking like we were having fun.

"Perfect." He set the one of him kissing my cheek as his phone background.

"Now I'm going to text these to you." He sent them through, and I took the first laughing photo and made it mine.

"Excellent."

A text from Alice came through, lighting it up and showing our picture. I had to admit, it was really a good photo. We looked like we were having such fun.

"Ali's going to be another couple of minutes. She has to ask her teacher for help with something."

"No problem." Edward was still fiddling with his phone. "There. Open your Facebook."

Oh, God. I knew we'd said we had to take our relationship to social media, but I so didn't want to. "Do I have to?"

"It's in the rules, Swan."

Damn it. But I was the one who'd agreed to it and started the rules in the first place, so I hit my Facebook app and accepted Edward's friend request. Not even a minute later, a notification came through that Edward had linked us as being in a relationship. I glared at him, and he flashed a grin. Fine. I accepted and there it was for all the world to see.

Edward then made a post that said, "Having a blast with my girl," tagging me, and the photo of us laughing was up.

"It's official now," he told me cheerfully, sliding his phone back into his pocket.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm officially tired of being official today."

His smile fell away. "Why? What happened?"

He'd hear soon enough. "Tyler was at my locker after school. He said some pervy things, and I kneed him in the balls."

Edward let out a disbelieving laugh. "You did? What did he say?"

I shook my head. "It wasn't important. But I did kind of tell him you'd do worse to him if he didn't leave me alone." I peeked up at him through my lashes. "I hope that's okay."

Edward chuckled and moved back next to me, slinging an arm around me. "That is my job as your boyfriend. But I doubt he's going to try anything after you kneed him in the junk. I sure wouldn't!"

"I hope so." I relaxed, putting my head on his shoulder.

"Well, now you've officially talked to all the guys who got your letters, right? So that's over and done with."

It was. And some had sucked worse than others, to be sure. I was glad that was over.

"Yeah." I fiddled with the sleeve of Edward's jacket. He had to know though. "Tanya cornered me in the bathroom after that."

I felt him tense underneath me, so I lifted my head off his shoulder.

"What did she say?"

How much to tell him? I didn't want to hurt him, but I wanted to be honest as well.

"She wondered what you could possibly see in me, of course."

Edward pushed off the car and stood in front of me. "Hey, Bella. Don't think…"

I shook my head. "It was nothing new or unexpected. Heck, it was nothing I didn't think when we talked about doing this in the first place." It just sucked to hear. But that wasn't all. "She also said she could have you back with the snap of her fingers."

I have to admit, it actually pleased me to see he looked a little angry about that, although we both knew he couldn't dispute it.

"Then a few more insults were flung between us, and I planted a seed about how creepy it was for an older guy to be into a sixteen-year-old, and that was that." I wasn't about to tell him about the sex comments. Nope. No way, no how.

Edward reached forward and touched my cheek. "Thanks for doing that. And I'm sorry that I put you in the position where she's going to attack you more than she used to, even."

I shrugged it off. "I knew it was coming."

"Still. I'll tell her to back off. You're doing me a solid, and I won't let her hurt you."

I felt a little pang at the idea that he'd still talk to her. I knew he was going to, after all."We're doing each other a solid. And she can't hurt me."

I saw Alice heading our way and waved at her.

"Nobody can." At least I hoped not.

A/N Uh oh! That'll make my worriers worry :) But don't! :)