At the party, ALL the popular people are there. Tanya(the school slut), Rosalie Hale(Emmett's girlfriend), Jasper Hale(Rosalie's twin), Mike Newton(the go-to guy for fake IDs), you get the idea. As I walk past, Mike wolf-whistles while staring blatantly at my ass. Tanya glares at me for stealing attention, and Edward tightens his grip around me.
I try to concentrate on how Mike whistled at me, but I can't distract myself from Edward's scent. It is truly intoxicating. I discreetly sniff him to get more, but unfortunately, he notices.
"Bella? What are you doing? Did you just... sniff me?"
I feel my blush spread over my face and neck, and I reply, "No! Of course not! I was... Uh... Smelling the burgers! Ya, I was smelling the burgers."
I gesture towards Rosalie, who is flipping burgers.
Rosalie is cool and all, but just by looking at her my self esteem goes six feet under, as if it wasn't low enough already.
She's got thick, beautiful blonde hair, and a body and height that I only see in magazines on supermodels. To top it all off, she's got brains and muscle. She's perfect. She's the type of girl that confirms my fears of being alone forever. Who would want or love me when they could have someone like her? I'm a chubby little bookworm, and she's... Perfection. I hate her, but then I hate myself for hating her, then I hate her for making me hate myself, then I'm back to hating myself again. It's a vicious cycle.
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Someone turns the boom box on, and it's a song that I actually know and like! It's Numb, by Usher. Everybody seemed to be moving to the music, so I decided that it would be weird if I just stood there. I let go of Edward, who was talking to someone else anyway, and started to sway my hips a little.
Tanya struts over, probably for revenge for stealing some attention from her.
"Hmm... What do we have here? A stupid, fat sophomore! Why don't you go home, Miss I Can't Dance?"
I roll my eyes. Normally, I would tear up, but right now I'm feeling feisty.
"Right, like you can dance so much better." I scoff. She looks furious at my remark, and I smirk. All of a sudden, she walks over to the boom box and changes the song to S&M by Rihanna. She comes back over and says,
"Fine. You first."
My eyes widen as I realize what she is telling me to do. But I can't exactly refuse, so... Here goes nothing. I start jumping, moving, dancing. At the halfway point, I stop, and everybody applauds. I turn to her, and say
"Your turn, bitch."
She fumes a bit, then starts to "dance". She looks like she's about strip her clothes, and I'm not the only person who seems to think so. When the song is over, and she's finished, she smiles smugly at me, not noticing the crowd's reaction.
"Hah! I totally beat you!" She smirks. I roll my eyes yet again, and turn to the people watching us.
"So guys, who was better? And I won't attack you if you don't vote me, it's ok."
Almost everyone yells,
"Go Sophomore Girl!" And Tanya shrieks.
Turning to face her, I snicker.
"Surprised? I'm not. I wasn't dancing like a stripper, but then again, that's probably good practice for your future." She shrieks yet again, too angry to be able to form words. Letting out a peal of laughter, I turn around and walk out.
Edward runs out after me, and grabs my arm.
"Hey! Bella! Where do you think you're going?"
"To Alice's house down the street, geez. Why would you care? It's not like you even acknowledged my presence in there anyways."
His eyes fill with pain, even though I can't fathom why. He loosens his grip on me, so I take the chance to wrench my arm out of his grip and head to Alice's.