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I don't own Twilight, but I do own my OC.

Alright, I'm going to attempt longer chapters. It's hard, because this story has me struggling, but anything for my Reviewers.

And, I have been writing this story, Violetta; Poison In A Pretty Bottle which is completely my own, my own story, my own characters. I wanted to know if you guys were interested. If you are, I'll upload the Summary onto this, then see what you think from there. It's supernatural, but not vampires and werewolves. Please tell me in a Review or PM.

And if I do, no stealing. It's entirely mine.

Enjoy!

Lara P.O.V

After a quick make-up session in the girls toilets, I made my way to Biology.

I walked in, and smiled. It was Edward-free, and I could see the blood typing equipment on Mike's desk. He, the poor boy, looked confused as to why all the crap was in his place, but he shrugged it off and sat down.

I followed his lead, sitting down and staring out the window, where I could see Edward waiting in his car. I laughed quietly. He was bobbing his head in time to music, clearly not realising someone was watching him

"Ms. Swan, are you listening." Mr. Banner's monotone voice made me jump and turn to look at him.

"Yup." I popped the 'p'.

"It didn't look like you were." Same, Goddamn emotionless tone.

"Yeah, I had a think to my self about that, just now. Turns out, I'm ok with it." Ok, so I totally quoted a Disney movie, but whatever. 'Prom' was good, and it had one georgous dude, with long hair and a motorbike... Like a shirtless Jacob, in New Moon... And great abs...

Woah, snap out of it, before you drool! I snapped to myself mentally. Sometimes, I just loved having the excuse of being a teenage girl.

I pricked my finger, following the instuctions silently and finishing quickly. I was done. Something had gone right, finally.

But...

"Ms. Swan, can you please take Mike to the nurse? He isn't feeling well." For fucks sake!

I thought I'd gotten out of this!

Shitting plot, you just want me have to spend time with Edward and his fucking Sparkley hot ass.

I nodded feebly, got up, grabbed my bag and practically yanked a green Mike out of the room.

He leant on me, one hand around my waist as I tried to hold him upright.

It wasn't long before he decided to grab my ass.

I slapped his hand away.

"Not touching below the equator." At his hopeful glance towards my chest, I snapped. "Or above, face-ache."

He grumbled and pulled away, before stumbling to the ground and throwing up. He lay on the pavement moaning as I watched.

Secretly, I was quite flattered. It wasn't everyday I, Lara Jayne, got any interest from boys. Although, Mike was a skeeze and Bella was infinately thinner than me, so...

"Are you happy now?" He groaned.

"Definately. This really is rather amusing." I retorted.

Interuppting what ever was about to come out of the ill-looking boy's mouth, a voice I refused to compare to velvet spoke up.

"Bella?"

"Hi S-Edward." Fuck - I almost called him Sparkles! Inside, I was rolling around on the floor and laughing my ass off. On the outside, I looked openly annoyed.

"What did you do? Try to murder him?" Edward joked.

"Theres an idea. Think you could help me drag him into the woods?" I, on the other hand, wasn't joking. The little twat was starting to piss me off.

"We could always just leave him here." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Good-Two-Sleeves Eddie was seriously suggesting that?

"Your on. But I can't go back to class."

"Then skip. Come with me." He said, tilting his head to look at me.

"It's a deal, if you let me do one thing first." He nodded eagerly.

Five Minuets Later

I giggled manically as I keyed 'Jessica Was 'Ere' into the side of Mikey's car.

Mike himself couldn't see, luckily, from were he was trying to crawl towards the office. I put little kisses and a heart around the writing, before using the key to poke a hole into one of his tires.

Edward was shaking his head, but chuckling and not stopping me from what I was doing. I grinned.

"Alright, lets go." I said, straitening up and shoving the key back into my pocket.

"Ok, this way." He started to walk towards his Volvo. I ignored him, walking straight over to Shitty Shitty Bang Bang.

Not a millisecond later, I was being thrown over a cold shoulder and carried over to that Goddamn car of his.

This is long. Ish.

Ok, it's long for me.

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