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I rolled my eyes. There was no way in hell that Nick would try something in front of Charlie. Did he even know how to use a rifle?

"Nick, where did you get that?" groaned Charlie.

"It… it was in your cruiser," stuttered Nick, he pointed the rifle at Charlie. "Give me Bella, and let us go free, or… or else!"

Edward put his arm around me protectively. He chuckled.

"Oh really? Who are you going to shoot, Newton?" he asked tauntingly.

"Charlie… or… or… YOU," gasped Nick, pointing the rifle at Edward.

"It's not…" began Charlie, but Edward held up a hand to stop him and winked.

"Bella is staying here, in my arms. We might open a bottle of '89," said Edward. Nick smiled.

"That rifle isn't loaded!" exclaimed Charlie. Nick groaned. He threw the rifle at Edward's head. Edward ducked, as the rifle went flying through the air and hit Emmett in the head. Everyone looked at Emmett, waiting.

"Oh! Right!" exclaimed Emmett. "Yeah… um… ouch. My head hurts."

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Nick was lucky to get off with a lecture. Afterwards, he told Charlie that it had all been a joke.

"He never would have shot anyone. He was too scared. And we thought Mike was bad news!" Emmett had said after Charlie and Nick had left.

"Emmett!"

I turned to see Carlisle looking furious. Edward and Alice burst out laughing.

"You've been looking at porn again on my computer, haven't you?" he said, angrily. "You managed to get five hundred and sixty-six viruses on my computer, and every time I try to get into all of my files, a naked Rosalie pops up and tells me that I've been a naughty boy!"

"You're about to become a naughty boy, Carlisle," giggled Alice. "You're about to make an Emmett-sized hole in the window!"

Carlisle sighed.

"What is wrong with this family?" he asked himself.

"Bella, what's wrong?" asked Jasper, frowning curiously at me. I gulped and put on a fake smile. It didn't fool him.

"Bella? What's wrong?" asked Edward, worriedly.

"Are you okay, Bella?" asked Esme, looking worried.

"Bella? Are you feeling sick?" asked Carlisle.

"Bella?" asked Rosalie.

"Bella, did you think Charlie would get shot?" asked Alice.

"Don't worry, Bella, Edward wouldn't have hurt Nick over a gun!" exclaimed Emmett. "But, are you okay?"

"Nothing's wrong!" I exclaimed, blushing bright red.

Alice's eyes glazed over and she grinned. Edward looked at her. Uh oh. They both knew.

"There's no need to be embarrassed," said Edward, smiling. I sat down on the lounge and lifted my legs up to my chin. I began to shake.

"Um… Bella? We do have a toilet, you know," grinned Jasper. Everyone burst out laughing. I turned bright red.

"Ignore them," said Esme, frowning at everyone. "The toilet's next to Emmett and Rosalie's room."

"We only try to take care of Bella! Humans sometimes need to… let it all out," said Emmett.

I sighed, and ran up the stairs.

-

It had been a while since I had heard from Mike. When I mentioned this to Edward the next morning, he chuckled.

"Let's go see for ourselves, shall we?"

We got in the Volvo and drove to school. Spring Break had seemed to be endless. We pulled up next to Emmett's jeep. Rosalie had spent all night working on it. It was now a bright red, the same colour as Rose's BMW.

"Inconspicuous," sighed Edward, as we got out of the car. The bell rang, making me jump six feet into the air.

Edward and I ran (at human speed) to Trig. We burst through the door and got a frown from the new teacher, Ms Marshall.

"Late, Ms. Swan, Mr. Cullen?" she asked monotonously. We took our seats at an empty desk behind Mike and Jessica, who had already lapsed into conversation.

"Mike!" Jessica hissed under her breath. "Everyone else does it!"

Mike sighed.

"Angela and Ben haven't."

"Lauren and Connor have!" said Jessica, angrily. "Bella and Edward have!"

Mike stiffened. I raised an eyebrow at Edward, who was trying not to laugh.

"Bella?"

Jessica nodded.

"Please, Mikey? For me?" she pleaded. Mike sighed.

"Condom?"

"Sure," agreed Jessica. Mike smiled at her.

"I love you!" said Mike.

"Sure," she muttered. She leaned forward and passed something to Tyler. He laughed and passed it to Ben. Ben passed it to a girl with shiny blonde hair and glasses. I think her name was Olivia. Her eyes welled up with tears and she turned to gaze longingly at Edward. I raised an eyebrow at her and she shot me a scowl.

I tapped Jessica on the shoulder. She turned and saw me. She gasped.

"Oh, um… Bella. Didn't know you were there." She giggled and turned away. I hated it when she did that.

"Ms. Cauliflower, are you okay?" asked Ms. Marshall, pausing in front of Olivia. More tears streamed out and she passed the note to her. It was on bright pink paper.

"Who gave this to you?" she asked Olivia. Olivia pointed at Ben, who pointed at Tyler, who pointed at Jessica, who pointed at… me!

"Ms. Swan?"

"I didn't write that!" I protested. She sighed and cleared her throat.

"Edward and I were all over each other last night. So don't get your hopes up that he'll take you to Prom. He doesn't even know you exist. And having sex with me, who can blame him? You've got no hope. Give up now. Or trust me, it'll get much worse."

"I didn't write that! I'm still a virgin!" I shrieked. Ms. Marshall frowned.

"Detention this afternoon, Ms. Swan. You'll be joining Mr. Newton, who thought it was funny to talk rudely in my class!" she shrieked. Mike sat up, looking surprised at hearing his name.

"I heard everything, Mr. Newton," she said, angrily. I groaned under my breath. Ms. Marshall turned back to the board to continue the lesson. Edward passed me a note.

Don't trust Jessica. She's in league with Nick.

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