LEAH POV.

The Cullen girl was going to be a bother. The whole time we were talking, she proved to be keen, way too friendly, and from the look in Jake's eyes, they'd been involved. I didn't know when, or how much it had meant, but if I went back into my email I would probably be able to find the report of her.

Al is just…energetic. She's not boring like anyone else. What does she look like? Well, her hair is jet black and short, and she's really petite. Perky tits.

Miss you, Jake.

Yeah, I could definitely remember the report. She and Rosalie had inside jokes and things that I didn't understand. But apparently, Rose had been a real bitch in the beginning of the marking period when Bella had shown up. She'd been dating Edward when he'd fallen for the little brunette with the perfect curves. And it'd been a blow to her ego.

But her ego was the only casualty. She had been screwing around with Emmett for weeks and felt something she'd never felt with Edward. When someone sent out a video of the two of them together, she got Emmett and Edward got Bella and they decided to be friends. God, what a drama.

The hand shake had sparked something. It had taken them too long to let go. But it could hardly be attraction. He had fallen hard for Bella, not Alice. Bella was my real problem. Alice would just be a perky-breasted annoyance.

"Alice, dinner?" A southern voice called. She darted away from Jake and into the arms of Jasper, the stud from the ball. He kissed her lightly, just on the lips, and proceeded to take her hand.

"Well it was nice to meet you guys, but I'm gonna go to dinner with Jazz." Her voice was too excited for my tastes. She was so…sincere all the time. It was sickening to me. But how was it fair that she had Jasper too? He was absolutely, different from Jake. But that had been a freshman thing.

She wasn't my enemy, she was just…annoying. As she walked toward main building with Jasper, three girls walked out. They had to be lowerclassmen, but they all had identical brown hair and their outfits looked similar. I gave Rose a questioning look. She proceeded to explain.

"Those are the 'Little Bs'. They're my friend Bella's little fan group. It's so funny. They do everything she does and they're planning on taking all of her classes. I mean everyone loves Bella because she's so nice and easygoing, but the lower class girls like...aspire to be her"

What's that song from Wicked about unadulterated loathing? Well I now know how Elphie felt.

B POV

I woke up earlier than usual the next morning; 5:30AM. I wanted today to be perfect. I pulled out a clingy velvet mini, a white ribbed tank top, and a blue cardigan to go over it. After grabbing my shiny black peep toe heels and putting them next to the bed, I grabbed my shower caddy and walked into the bathroom.

It was early, so no one would be around. I didn't bother with a towel or anything. I just stripped out of my camisole and boy shorts and rushed into the bathroom. I splashed some water on my face and pulled the elastic out of my long brown hair. It reached past my breasts now. It had grown since I had enrolled at PA.

I looked around at my surroundings and the memory came flooding back. This was where I had met Edward for the first time. I turned from the sink and walked slowly to the mirror.

There I was again. I was seeing the same body I had seen before. I still had the lost look that I was sure only I could see. I still didn't understand what I wanted…but there was something different. I went into my mind and tried to find the differences. Edward loved me, Rosalie was one of my closest friends, and I wanted to be here. And then there was Jake; who was changing everything just by walking through the hallways

"Bella, you're the most beautiful thing in my world. And I happen to walk into the bathroom and see that there're technically two of you?"

I nearly jumped out of my skin. The wave of Déjà vu that hit me almost felt like wind.

I turned around to see Edward; a towel around his waist and his green eyes dark. He smiled at me and proceeded to walk in a direction that lead him away from me.

Not happening.

"Remember last time we were in this bathroom at the same time?" I asked. He turned around. The smirk playing across his lips gave him away. He was definitely listening.

"When I was standing here, naked, staring at myself in the mirror?" I started walking closer to him.

He nodded and his tongue darted out to wet his lips. "Know what I've always wanted to know Edward?" I was close to him now. He shook his head. I put my arms around his neck and kissed a spot just beneath his ear. He shivered a little.

"What were you thinking?" He captured my lips with his own, pressing me up against his chest. "Do you really wanna know?" I nodded…unsure of how honest I wanted him to be. I mean I knew that I wasn't ugly or disgusting, but sexy enough to cause dirty thoughts…that'd be a stretch.

"Bella..I think I'd rather tell you what I wanna do now." His eyes were dark and his breath was heavy from our kissing. I nodded again. That would be better anyways.

He leant down and I closed my eyes, expecting him to kiss my lips. But instead, he took my lower one into his mouth and nibbled on it gently. I whimpered and opened my eyes to a cocky smirk.

"I want to worship your body Bella. Each inch of skin will be part of the fun…" his eyes wandered down my body greedily. "I want to mark you as mine for every little hopeful to see…" he bent his head and licked my nipple before moving up to right above my left breast and attacking; sucking on the skin and nipping and biting, causing it to bruise in the most delightful way.

He pulled away and surveyed his work, grinning wildly before resuming his tirade. "I want to lift you up onto that sink and fuck you on it. I know you're ready for me…" he pushed his head to my ear, nibbling the skin underneath before whispering,
"I can already smell you."

I was trembling, and nodding. And when his fingers reached my clit and began rubbing ferociously, I started moaning too. He was right, I was practically gushing. I pulled his head to mine and kissed him firmly, parting my lips and letting his tongue explore my mouth. Without breaking the kiss, he put his hands on my bottom and lifted me. I straddled his waist as he carried me over to the aforementioned sink.

I glanced at the clock: It was 6:15…we had a good hour before anyone else was even conscious. I stared into his eyes, willing myself not to blink and biting my tongue as he dropped his towel and entered me slowly. There was a lock of hair in his face as he thrust in and out of me with a look of determination on his face.

Oh yes, it was going to be a great day.

LITTLE B BLOG.

Okay, so of course Edward and Bella are still together. But Becca reported seeing Bella with this new guy, Jacob Black. Apparently, Jake was here for his freshman year, and had left. Even better, he and Edward were best friends but now Edward hates his guts.

Jake brought along Leah. She screams "selfish bitch" kind of like Rosalie Hale before coming back from break. Speaking of Rosalie, did anyone notice that she's kind of…nice? At the party over break she was friends with everyone. I guess they all made up and stuff. Anyways, back to Leah Clearwater. She's dangerously pretty. All the lowerclassmen boys are drooling over her.

The scoop is that she's in love with Jake. So she hates Bella because Jake is in love with Bella. She has some kind of…plan or something to break up Bella and Edward. But we're gonna try and stop her. I mean seriously, who does she think she is coming in here and trying to take Bella's place? Not gonna happen.

In lower class news [not half as interesting] Jace and Mindy have made up after their fight. Supposedly, he got the hickey on his neck while they weren't officially going out. Which means it's not cheating. Personally, I just wanna know what Mindy's doing trying to put a leash on a stud like Jace. If he was going out with me, I'd let him do what he wanted. Mindy needs to stop biting the hand that feeds her.

Okay guys, signing out.

Xoxo

Little Bs

E POV

Bella and I were sitting in French; which means we weren't paying attention at all. Of course, it looked as if we were listening intently and taking notes on what Mademoiselle Creche was saying

What's French for…choke me, spank me, pull my hair?

I almost laughed out loud. What was going through her head? Xzibit was hardly appropriate for French class.

Bella…Xzibit? Really?

Shut up Edward. I was just wondering…

Whatever you say. It's: étranglez-moi me fessent tirent mes cheveux.

As I waited for her to respond, there was a knock on the classroom door. A girl with dark straight hair and tan skin walked into the room. There was a noticeable shift in the attention span of the boys in the room. But I suppose the leopard print dress she was wearing that was tight and low cut had a lot to do with that. Mademoiselle however was not as smitten as everyone else. "Leah Clearwater I presume" she said. Her French accent had disappeared; replaced by a cold Boston one. "I also presume that you know that you are extremely late and that standing in front my classroom like you haven't any sense isn't helping your case. There is a desk in the back."

She turned back to the chalkboard and Leah flashed a rude hand gesture in her direction before walking to the seat in the back. She looked right at me and flashed a smirk. She was definitely going to be an annoyance. Bella's reply flew onto my desk.

Hey Edward… étranglez-moi me fessent tirent mes cheveux?

I stifled a groan as I looked up at her and noticed she had pulled her shirt down a little too. She was subtle, and to anyone else, the bruise above her left breast would mean nothing. But for me, it just brought back memories of what had happened this morning in the bathroom.

Anytime.

A few minutes later, Mademoiselle went to make copies. The second she left everyone came back to life. Clearwater rushed to the front of the class again, brushing past me purposefully on her way. She turned to look back at me and gave me sex eyes that would have worked on anyone else.

I smirked at her and walked to Bella's desk. She was surprised to see me. Even more surprised when I kissed her. Gingerly at first, pressing my lips against hers and then pressing them open. The whistles started, but I didn't care. I was marking my territory, and letting Bella mark hers.

It was funny, because I remembered the version of me that would have wanted the attention from Leah, from any girl. But now I knew who I wanted. And she wanted me. And that meant that I was completely satisfied.

When I let Bella up for air, she whispered. "Only you Edward…" I smiled. Only me, just like how with me it would always be her.