SM owns twilight but I borrow the characters for my twisted fun.
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Victoria Blackburn is a fucking idiot. Why? You ask. Well, let me start from the beginning.
One day, while dear-old Charlie was on duty, he stopped by our only gas station and bought himself a winning lottery ticket. After that life hasn't been the same.
He married one of Forks' only real estate agent, Sue Clearwater. She was heaven-sent.
While I was fucking my way through most of my sophomore year, she was able to distract Charlie. The only weird thing is that I had also fucked my stepbrother Seth. Don't judge, it was before I knew Charlie was even dating sue.
My dad thought it was a new opportunity for us, so we packed our things and moved.
It had only been a year and a half since we moved from Forks, Washington to Phoenix, Arizona.
Life wasn't terrible, I'll tell you that, but It was so different. I went from a school with 300 students to one with over 2,000. I quickly learned my way through the social system of West Angle High.
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You know that awkward scene in teen movies when the new kid walks into the classroom, and everyone stops what they were doing to gawk at them? Well, that didn't happen to me.
I ambled my way to the back of the classroom. I found an empty desk and plopped down.
I was freaking early! There was barely anyone here, and I didn't want to seem lame, so I picked up my phone and scrolled through Instagram.
After about five minutes, the late bell rang. As I put my phone away, I felt my desk being roughly jostled. When I looked up, I saw a pair of beautiful green eyes staring back at me.
Fuck!
"I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you?" Said Mr. Green-eyes. He was good looking too. His skin was tanned with wild strawberry blond hair and fucking built. I mean, he probably looked terrific naked. He was wearing a tight-fitting-black Nike top with grey joggers.
"No. I think I'll live." I said, smiling. He sat down in the seat next to me.
"I don't think I've seen you around here before. I'm Edward, by the way." He stuck his hand out for me to shake.
"I'm Bella." His large hand enveloped mine. He held my hand for a beat too long, but fuck… I could've melted right there. I kept my cool though letting go and instantly regretted giving his hand back.
I could imagine those hands grabbing my thighs as he thrust into me.
I bit my lip. Edward's eyes widened. He licked his lips, but a hand slapped his shoulder to alert him. I quickly turned my attention to the teacher up front.
The rest of the class went by uneventfully, other than feeling Edward's eyes on me. When the class was over, he turned his body toward me.
"What's your next class?" he asked while moving close to my desk.
"I have calc next," I said, looking at my schedule.
"Oh, cool! Let me see something!" He grabbed my schedule. I didn't mind. "We have the same lunchtime, and we share the last two classes."
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That was how I met Edward Cullen. The popular boy with the best throwing arm according to West Angle High.
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I didn't realize how hard it would be finding my way through school, my classes were miles apart. I know I'm probably exaggerating, but It felt like that.
When I finally arrived, I found a seat next to a girl with bright purple hair up in two buns near the middle. Since I started school in late August, they were deep in their lesson, but because I had advance classes back in Forks, I could follow along.
"Hey!" I heard someone whisper from my left. I turned and saw the purple girl waving. I waved back awkwardly. "Where did you get your skirt from?" she pointed to my acid-washed jean skirt.
"Urban outfitters," I said. She had deep blue eyes and small facial features, making her look like a mythical creature.
"I'm Alice." She smiled, revealing her blinding pearly white teeth.
"I'm Bella." I smiled back. The rest of the class went by quickly due to Alice and I talking pretty much the whole time. She was from New York City and had an older brother. We bonded through our mutual likes of Hozier, boys, and makeup.
My next two classes went by uneventfully when lunchtime came, I found myself a little intimidated by the size of the room and where I was going to eat. As I stood in line to buy my lunch, I saw Alice waving me down from a far table.
"Hey, Bella!" She stood on a stair waving frantically. I laughed as I headed toward her group. "I want you to meet Jasper." She hopped off her chair and sat in said person's lap.
"Hi!" I smiled at Jasper. He was fucking hot with his kind hazel eyes and golden ringlets for hair.
"This is our new friend."
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Alice and I became like white on rice. She introduced me to the way of West Angle High, but together we broke the status quo that year. We weren't part of the cool kids, the nerds, or anything. Alice and I were considered friends of the school, we hung out with everyone. Even the popular crowd and that included Victoria Blackburn.
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After lunch, I took my seat in the back of my history class. This was the second class I shared with Edward.
"Eddie… Why do we always sit here?" If there was a more annoying voice, I would have stabbed myself. Although we had our moment over six months ago, we rarely talked to each other because Victoria was always hanging on to him. It turned out that we shared the last two periods together with Victoria as well. However, a week ago, Edward and I dry humped in Tyler Crowley's basement during a party.
"Because I want to sit next to Bella." He picked up his backpack and pulled out his notebooks and pen. Victoria rolled her eyes.
She could've easily been one of the most beautiful girls in school if it wasn't for her attitude, it made her ugly. She had curly bright red hair, tanned skin dotted with freckles, and huge breasts with a slim body. I don't know how we came to be enemies, but here we are.
"Alright, class, everyone has to hand in the short answer from yesterday's class in this tray." Mr. Burdy said as he walked around the class with the tray. I ripped out my sheet, and we all turned it in.
Mr. Burdy sat at his desk and called out the names of the people who turned in the paper, but when he got to Victoria's name, he stood up.
"Ms. Blackburn?" He asked, looking confused. "Did you complete your assignment? All I have from you is a blank sheet with your name on it."
"What are you talking about?" she asked, looking confused herself. I wanted to smack myself.
"Your assignment?" he asked, pointing to the tray.
"Bella stole my assignment and put her name on it!" I rolled my eyes. She is a fucking idiot. Everyone in the class started laughing.
"Yeah, and she stole your brain too." Mike Newton, one of the school jocks, said and caused everyone to erupt in more laughter.
"Nice try. See me after class." Mr. Burdy said gruffly. He turned toward the projector and started his lesson.
I could feel her heated glare on the side of my face, but I knew better than to pay her any mind.
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I am no fool though, I will never underestimate her hatred toward me.