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Chapter fourteen

To my intense surprise Embry, Quil, Renesmee and I had finished our song only after one night of practicing. We sounded great, I knew the performance would go well but I still found myself dreading it. I was terribly nervous about Saturday night, maybe even more than usual. I didn't know what to expect from the crowd - especially Jasper and Alice.

I wondered if they knew that the majority of my songs these days were about them. I suppose it was obvious, it was almost impossible for them not to notice the message I was sending. I wondered what they thought of my lyrics. A part of me hoped that my lyrics would guilt trip them. I wanted them to feel shitty for the pain they've caused me, as terrible as that sounds.

My ancient piece of shit Chevy barely made it to the Forks High School parking lot before the engine started backfiring and groaning in protest. With an annoyed frown I pulled into a parking space next to Angela's silver mini van. I shut engine off and pulled the keys from the ignition.

I snatched the pack of cigarettes resting on my dashboard and quickly lit myself one. I inhaled deeply, taking in the gentle smoke. Cradling the filter between my fingers, I opened the door, grabbed my bag from the passenger's side and hopped out of the cab.

In the distance I noticed Alice's Porsche pull into the lot and park a few spaces down from me. She stepped out the car, looking as beautiful as ever in a pair of tight-fitting skinny jeans, a crème colored chiffon top and a pair of soft pink peep toe heels. I instantly felt insignificant. My ripped up skinny jeans, loose-fitting black V-neck t-shirt and beat up converse were nothing compared to her designer attire.

Jasper opened the door to the passenger's side and stepped out. His appearance - as always - took my breath away. He was wearing a light beige sweater that clung to his chest in a way that made my mouth water and a pair of khaki pants.

My heart dropped when he smiled and walked over to Alice, draping his arm across her shoulders. She smiled into his embrace and tightly wrapped her arm around his waist before leaning up on her tip toes to place a light kiss on his cheek. It made me sick to think about how perfect they looked together.

Frowning I brought the cigarette to my lips and took a long drag. I inhaled deeply and exhaled the smoke through my nose. Without second thought I walked up to the front door of the building. I took one last hit from the half smoked cigarette before throwing it across the lot as I walked right past them. I could feel their eyes on me as I entered the building, I did my best to ignore them.

I wondered if Edward would come to biology today. I didn't want to admit it to myself but I was secretly hoping he'd make an appearance. I longed to talk to with him and gain more information about him.

Every single one of my morning classes passed by at an agonizingly slow pace. Almost all of my thoughts this morning had centered around Edward and his beauty. He was arguably the sexiest man I'd ever seen. I'd even go as far as to say that he was better looking than Jasper. I blushed deeply when I found myself fantasizing about Edward and I in various compromising positions every time I spaced out.

I entered Mr. Banner's class room just as the bell rang. "Two days in a row?" Mr. Banner rose his eye brow at me. "That has to be a record for you Ms. Swan."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah" I grumbled under my breath as I passed his desk. I bit back my smile when I noticed Edward sitting next to my open seat. I tried to keep from gawking at him as I sat down. He looked positively delicious. His tight-fitting navy blue V-neck shirt, clung to his chest exposing his tattoo covered arms and the black skinny jeans he had on hugged his body in a way that made my girly bits tingle. I was terribly attracted to Edward and wanted to have sex with him, lots of sex with him.

I wanted him to ravish my body with his hands and fuck me until I forgot my name.

Slowly I sat down, sneaking quick glances at him from the corner of my eye. He wasn't looking at me, he was staring ahead, seemingly lost in thought. I turned away from him and pulled a notebook from my bag, placing it on the desk in front of me.

I squinted my eyes, trying to see the board as Mr. Banner put the drill on the screen. I could barely see the small letters and Mr. Banner's terrible penmanship only made it worse. Sighing I reached for my bag and fished around for my glasses.

I pulled out the case and opened it, gingerly putting the glasses on my face. I snapped the case shut and tossed it back in my bag. I wasn't a fan of wearing my glasses in public but I wanted to at least make an attempt to care about this stupid class.

I tapped my fingers anxiously on the desk, searching for a way to break the ice with Edward. I hoped that he would be the one to say something first.

I could feel his eyes on me as I crossed my left leg over my right and adjusted my shirt. I kept waiting for him to say something to me but as class dragged on I had the feeling that I would have to be the first one to break the ice if I wanted to get anywhere with him.

I sat up straight in my seat and cleared my throat. "Hi Edward," I said awkwardly, shifting uncomfortably in my seat.

He nodded curtly in response.

Um, okay?

I turned to face him, examining his tired looking face. His eyes were swollen and slightly blood-shot, he had deep purple bags beneath them making him look extremely exhausted and strung out.

I noticed that his hair seemed to be messier than usual. It was sticking out haphazardly in all directions, like he had been running his fingers aggressively through it and that he hadn't shaved and had a small bit of stubble growing out along his jaw line.

"You look strung out," I blurted out. I gasped quietly, bringing my fingers to my lips, blushing a deep crimson. I shrank back in my seat a bit when he turned to glare at me.

"Oh... uh... that was probably... um, sorry..." I mumbled, awkwardly pushing my glasses higher up on my nose.

He stayed silent, sending me a glare that made my stomach churn. The term "if looks could kill" ran through my mind. I gulped audibly and scooted away from him.

"Why weren't you in class yesterday?" I asked and bit my lip anxiously. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose between his fore finger and thumb. He was silent for a few moments before he finally spoke again.

"I'd really appreciate it if you'd stop talking to me," he said with an icy undertone in his voice. I was slightly taken aback at his sudden rudeness. I shot him a dirty look and turned away from him.

"Right," I muttered under my breath. I picked up my pencil and tried to pay attention to the lesson Mr. Banner was teaching.

I didn't try talking to Edward again. I kept stealing quick glances at him from the corner of my eye. He hadn't changed position once during class, he sat slouched in his seat, staring off into space, arms crossed against his chest and a grimace on his face.

I wonder what crawled up his ass today?

When the bell rang he kicked his seat back and left the room without looking back. I suddenly felt the urge to smoke. I let out a loud sigh and pushed my chair away from the desk. I swung my bag over my shoulder and quickly rushed out of the room.

As soon as I pushed open the front door of the building, I reached into my back and pulled out my cigarettes. I quickly pulled one out and placed the filter between my lips before bringing the lighter up to my face and lighting it.

I took a long first drag, roughly inhaling and exhaling the smoke. I quickly strode over to my truck. As I was walking I noticed Edward straddling his Harley. We made eye contact for a few moments before he frowned and shoved his helmet on his head.

As he rode past me he revved the engine of his bike, making me jump. I glared at him, sending daggers flying at his back as he sped off onto the freeway. I opened the door to my truck with a bit more force than necessary and threw myself into the cab.

Edward Masen, you are a dick.

-oooOooo-

The following day Edward wasn't at school. I'd be lying if I said that I was disappointed. I still found myself terribly curious about Edward Masen. His small act of douchebagary only worsened my curiosity.

What had him so pissy? I wondered to myself. Where does he even go when he's not in school? Why does he skip?

I almost thought that it had something to do with me. Maybe he just doesn't like me for some reason? Which made no sense because if he had any sort of animosity towards me he wouldn't have pulled over on the side of the road to fix my truck.

Then why was he acting like a total dick and skipping the only class he has with me?

I couldn't figure him out and I found myself wanting desperately to do just that. I let out a loud agitated sigh and roughly ran my fingers through my hair. Damn you Edward Masen.

"What's your problem?" Renesmee asked as she strode over to me. I could feel her eyes on me as she hopped up onto the counter next to me.

"I don't have a problem," I answered without turning around, keeping my eyes on the game of Solitare that I was playing.

"Yeah ya do," she said. I waved her away with my hand, not breaking my concentration on the game.

"It's not Jasper and Alice is it?"

"No, it's not." I told her honestly. I realized then that for the first time my thoughts were plagued by someone other than Jasper and Alice.

"Shouldn't you be with Rosalie?" Embry called as he entered the shop.

"I felt like working today," I replied, not looking away from the computer screen.

"How is she?" He asked from across the room.

"She's fine," I replied curtly.

"What crawled up your ass?" Embry chuckled, walking over to me. Without responding I turned and flipped him the bird. I pushed myself away from the front counter and hopped off the stool. I grabbed my cigarettes from the counter and headed straight for the door.

I pulled a cigarette from the box and casually leaned against the brick wall of the building. I placed the filter between my lips and brought the lighter to my face.

Truthfully I wasn't sure what my problem was. I blamed Edward. He confused me and frankly, he aggravated me. From him being an ass to him driving my body crazy with want, I couldn't handle it.

What aggravated me more than his random urge to be an ass was that I actually cared. I couldn't stop thinking about him. If I wasn't thinking about how much of a dick he was, I was thinking about how gorgeous he was.

I brought the cigarette to my lips, cradling the filter between my pointer and middle finger.

I was wildly attracted to Edward.

His disheveled sex hair, smooth masculine voice and tattoos made my grily bits tingle in a way that left me feeling terribly sexually frustrated. I hadn't had sex since long before Jasper and I broke up. I never felt the need to have sex all of the time, I had never been some crazy sex Goddess. However now, I found myself wanting Edward to bend me over his Harley and fuck my brains out.

I took another hit from my cigarette and shook my head to clear it. Get a grip Bella. I reprimanded myself. You can't have sex with Edward.

I hit the cigarette one last time before throwing it towards the middle of the parking lot and walked back into the shop. I sauntered back to my stool, I could feel Embry and Renesmee staring at me as I walked but I ignored them.

I returned to my game of Solitare, nodding my head to the music playing softly in the shop, I could still feel Embry and Renesmee's eyes on me. After a few moments I finally turned around and glared at them.

"What?" I demanded icily.

"We-" Renesmee said, pointing between her and Embry "know what your problem is."

I chuckled lightly and rolled my eyes. "Do you now?"

"When's the last time you had sex?" Embry asked with an amused expression.

"Excuse me?"

"When's the last time you had a good, hard fucking?" Renesmee asked, staring directly at me. I blushed lightly at her bluntness and turned away from her and Embry.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?" she giggled.

"I don't see why that's any of your business," I said over my shoulder.

"Sexual frustration isn't healthy Bella," she said, walking up behind me.

"I'm not sexually frustrated."

"You're a liar," Embry laughed. "It's probably been a year since you've gotten any, no one goes that long without sex and isn't sexually frustrated."

"I can live without sex, unlike you guys. I'm not sexually frustrated." I snapped.

"You need to get laid," Renesmee commented. I turned around and glared at her.

"Leave me alone," I groaned.

"We can help you get some Bella!" Embry exclaimed. Renesmee nodded her head in agreement. "You need to get over Jasper and get fucking laid."

"Thanks but no thanks," I mumbled. "And I don't need help getting over Jasper, I'm managing fine on my own."

"Considering that you're still madly in love with Jasper, I don't think you're managing very well." Renesmee said, softly placing her hand on my shoulder.

"Come on Bells!" Embry whined. "Let us help!"

"Pleeeeeeeeease," he begged, pouting his lips.

"How do you guys want to go about helping me, exactly?" I raised an eyebrow at them.

"We'll set you up on a date," Renesmee said "and get you some dick," Embry finished for her.

I groaned and ran my fingers through my hair. "Fine!" I almost shouted. "If that's what it takes for you guys to leave me alone. I don't think this is going to help anything, but fucking fine." I growled.

"Bella," Rensemee grinned. "The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else."

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