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Bella's POV, Monday.
Not only was it a Monday-internal wince-but it was also 5th period, aka study hall. The only class I had without Edward. So here I was, occupied by Alice and Emmett, at the last table, in the corner of the room we have study hall in-room 169(a/n: haha, innuendo...in your end oh!)
"Bella, Bella. Bella, Bell-UH!" Emmett chanted.
"Yes, Emmett?" I asked looking up from my copy of A Midsummer's Night Dream.
"Can we play bloody knuckles?!" he yelled, almost actually startling me.
"Emmett. We can't bleed or bruise you moron." I said, laughing.
"But wanna see what happens! Please please please?" damn it all. Why not?
"Sure Emmett. Alice-" but she cut me off with laughter.
"This will be interesting…" Alice said, still laughing.
The game started, and we kept playing, never tired and never bruising or bleeding. After twenty-five minutes, my hand started tingling, and I knew Emmett's did too, because he made a very weird face. Then, our hands fell off.
"AH! I'M CHINEESEY NOW!" Emmett yelled, not making sense. Luckily he did this a lot, so no one turned around to find out our hands were missing. Alice bent swiftly under the table and collected our hands. She then reattached them, and I thanked her.
Meanwhile…
Same day, Edward's POV
Spanish Class,the only time of the day without my Bella. Fue un infierno. I was stuck in Señorita Lopez's room, with Rosalie and Jasper. Oh Joyous days-not. Rosalie had a compact out staring at herself, and murmuring mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? I decided to make her mad today. Even though her and Bella were friends I knew this would upset her.
"Bella's the fairest, Rose. No comparison," then when she hissed I continued, consulting Jasper, who was too busy counting all of the visible scars on his body he wouldn't notice anything "right Jazz?" I asked.
"Yep, Ed." He replied not looking away from his arm. Rosie got up, called Senorita Lopez 'feo' , and charged out of the room. Jasper realized he said something wrong, but didn't honestly care. Neither did I. Ten more minutes until I get to see my Bella, I kept telling myself. Then I started to sing in my head. It's a war in your bedroom baby, I'd cut off my tongue for just a taste of a piece of your flesh my darling, we've got no time to hesitate.
a/n: sorry I write short chapters. But I update like everyday, so yeah. Haha, review with a plot and I may use it! (&credit you of course) GOGOGO, REVIEW! Btw, the song at the end is War In Your Bedroom by A Change Of Pace. The lyrics are actually kind of nasty…so watch out.