Disclaimer: These characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, and even though there are a lot of people out there who think they are her, I am not one of those people. Therefore, these characters are not mine.
Summary: Bella and Edward were friends since birth. Edward was always the stud and Bella was always the ugly tomboy best friend. Bella leaves Seattle to visit with her dad in Arizona for two years, leaving Edward to fend for himself. She comes back, and there's something…different…about her.
Random Stuff To Know That Will Be In This Story: AU, OC, OOC, ExB, AxJ, RxE, JxOC, Mostly BPOV, maybe possibly will have some EPOV, Lemons, Language
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Chapter 2: Tomboy? Shouldn't it be tomGIRL?
"Hey yo, Bells! You comin' round later to watch the game on TV?" Edward Masen walked toward me flanked by our best friends, Jasper Whitlock and Emmett Cullen.
"Dude, honestly, who are you asking? I have the chips and corndogs ready and everything. Fuck, Ed, I know you're getting old but I didn't expect your memory to be going for at least another year. I think ya took too many soccer balls to the head, bud." I adjusted my sweats around my nonexistent hips and grabbed my books out of my locker. I ran my fingers through my short, two inch long chestnut pixie cut and adjusted my Cobra Starship band tee. I looked over at Jazz and Em, who were doubled over in laughter. "Come on you crack heads, wasn't that funny." I punched Emmett in the shoulder and walked a little down the hall. "You idiots coming or what?"
The three fools scampered over to walk by my sides. "Sorry Bells, I think I didn't sleep enough last night. My mistake." Edward flashed me his 100-watt smile that made all the girls melt at his feet. Except me. You could say I was immune to his 'Eddy-charm,' something that comes with the territory of being his best friend.The three 15-year-old idiots started cracking sexual jokes about the hot girls in the hallway, when one certain girl in particular blocked my path.
Tanya. The Queen Bee of Ballard High School. Or should I say the Queen Bitch. "Eddy baby, you didn't call me on the weekend, what happened?" She flicked her perfectly-styled strawberry blonde hair over one pale, unmarked shoulder. The whore then began to run her arms up and down Edward's chest. I could see by his face that he was really uncomfortable. I decided to step in.
"Hey honey cakes, if you haven't noticed just yet, Ed looks like he's about to puke, so I suggest you get the fuck off of him before he upchucks all over your pretty little sweater." I may be a tomboy, but I know how to fight like a girl.
"Shut the fuck up, you fuckin' dyke. Everyone knows the only reason you're friends with Eddy is so that no one thinks you're a lez. Too bad they already do." Ooh. Ouch. Too bad I'm the rubber in this conversation.
"Umm, excuse me Tanya, but as hot as you are, speaking like that to my best friend is not an option. Now, like Bella so accurately stated, get the fuck off of me before I upchuck on your pretty little sweater." Tanya stood, mouth agape, as Jazz, Em, and I all let out low 'ooooohs.'
"Well said dude, well said." Emmett clapped his hand on Ed's shoulder. "Well Tanya, much as we would loooove to stay and chat, we gotta get to class. Later, whore!" All four of us cackled as we walked back down the hallway, in the direction of homeroom, leaving Tanya and her cronies behind.
We walked over to homeroom, our last class before summer vacation started. I was about to walk through the door when Edward put out his hand and stopped me from following Jazz and Emmett into the room. "Ed? What's wrong?"
"I just wanna talk to you for a second, that's all." He pulled me over into our spot, this one random hollowed out space that was supposed to be a locker that they never finished installing. No one could find it unless they know where it is, so it's our perfect talking place. We found it 3 years ago when we started 6th grade in the middle school branch of Ballard, and it's been our spot till now. "Are you ok?"
"Ok…..?"
"I mean, are you upset about what Tanya called you? You know, the dyke thing…"
"Oh," I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "Yeah I'm good. I may be a tomboy, but I'm not a dyke, and I know it. If no one else does, then fuck them all to hell and back. I don't give a shit what they think."
"Alright, good. Just wanted to make sure my little tomboy was ok." With that, Ed grabbed me by my neck and have me a hard noogie.
"OW, fuck man, let go!" I squealed with laughter while trying to fight him off, a vain attempt I might add, cause I was half giddy from all the laughing. After I proceeded to knock him into the wall, I walked out, saying, "Besides, why is it called tomboys? Shouldn't it be tomGIRL? I mean, honestly, I promise you; I really don't have a penis. Last time I checked I mean…"
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The guys and I arrived at Ed's house consecutively at around 6 to watch the England vs. Italy soccer game. All four of us were obsessed with soccer. We were all mega toned and fit cause we played for the school team. I played for the guys' team because I was way farther ahead than the girl's varsity team. That's actually how I met Jasper and Emmett. They dissed me for being a girl on an all guy's team, I beat them up, and we became inseparable since.
I dropped the four bags of ruffles onto the table in front of the TV. Sour cream and onion for Emmett, plain for Jasper, and cheddar and sour cream for Edward and I. Jazz and Emm grabbed the corn dogs out of my hands and plopped down on the couch.
I swaggered into the kitchen and found Ed up to his elbows in guacamole. At least…what was supposed to look like guacamole. "Dude, I told you already, you can't crush the avocados with your hand! You cut 'em up and then you mash 'em with a FORK! Dumbfuck…"
"Hey, sorry if Mexican food isn't my strong suit. Besides, my little tomBOY, who got the higher grade in cooking class last year, hmm? I do strongly believe that it was a certain young man with impeccable good looks and charm."
I snorted with laughter. "First of all, you're only 6 months older than me, so I'm not little. And second, yes, I do think I remember him. Wasn't he about yay tall, with kinda bronze-ish hair, and a total pussy?" I ducked out from under Ed's swinging green hand. Or…paw…they did kinda look like Sasquatch hands.
"Go back into the living room, you tomboy." And again Ed gave me his stupid little crooked smile that dazzled all the ladies. Yepp...still not dazzled. I sauntered out of the kitchen, kicked of my shoes, and laid down on the daybed the Masens have in front of the TV.
Ed came out of the kitchen a few seconds later, avocado-free with a bowl of hopefully un-Ed-ified guacamole. Jazz and Emm grabbed their bags, ripped them open, and began to eat as Ed set up the TV on the right channel. Emmett just shoved a handful of his chips into the guacamole and then into his mouth, while Jasper was all dainty and dipped one chip at a time.
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"Did he just…no…fuck my life FOUL!!! FOUL REF!!!! THAT GUY JUST FUCKIN' ELBOWED HIM IN THE EYE! NOT ALLOWED!!! REF!!!" I screeched at the TV and jumped around pointing to the screen like a crazy banshee while Jasper and Emmett yelled at me for rooting for Italy. "FUCK you guys! Italy has a much better soccer team than England. Fuck you!" Ed just sat there and laughed at the scene in front of him. I jumped on him and wrestled him to the floor. "Oh yea Ed? Was it worth it to laugh at me? Huh? Was it?" I had him pinned down with his arms twisting painfully around his back.
"Wow Bells, I didn't know you like being on top. I like dominant women…" he said with a wry smile, his voice low and suggestive.
"Hah!" I snickered at him. "You are the LAST guy I will ever want to do, 'Edward dear'" I mimicked his mom's voice, something he hated that I did, cause I did it so well.
"Godamn Bella, I told you not to do that any more. It's so fuckin creepy. Makes me feel like she's going to jump out from behind the door any second or something. Especially when I'm with a girl…"
"Haha. Whatever Ed," I let my best friend go and began to rise when I heard shouts of anger from the TV.
"Italy won! What the FUCK! Bella you JINXED IT! YOU WHORE!" Emmett came running at me, but I ducked before he could grab me in a headlock. "I just lost $50.00 to Ed now…thanks to you. Fuckin bitch…" He shook his head as he pulled out fifty dollars out of his wallet and smacked it into Ed's hand. "Ugh. I better start heading home now. Mom's gonna kill me if I'm home late. See ya fools. Come on Jazz, let's go."
With that, the two idiots left the Masen residence. Ed began cleaning up the food in front of the TV and I picked up the trash and things left on the floor. We continued to clean in silence, until the phone rang. Edward picked it up. It was my mom.
"Hey Bella, honey."
"Hi. What's wrong?"
"What makes you say that?"
"You never call me 'Bella honey' unless something's wrong."
"Oh. Well…I need to talk to you about something. Privately. Can you get away from Edward for a few seconds?"
I walked into the guest bedroom, signaling to Ed that I'll be back in a few.
"Ok mom, what's up?" I shut the door and sat on the bed, staring aimlessly around the bedroom.
"Bella, I'm so sorry I never talked to you about this earlier, but I completely forgot. You see, Phil and I are going traveling in Europe for Phil's job. His boss wants him to look over a few cases in Europe, and I'm going with him." I couldn't see what the problem was… "So I was hoping you could go and stay with Charlie in Phoenix, if that's ok with you?"
"Yeah mom, that's totally chill. I'll just go hang with dad for a few months this summer. No big. It'll be fu-"
"No Bella, it's not just for a few months. I need you to stay with your dad for…"
I huffed, annoyed with my mom's hesitance. "Can you just say it?"
"Bella, I'm sorry but you need to stay with your dad for two years." I could almost hear her cringe after she said it.
"Mom, I can't just leave for two years! I have a life here! What happened to that? Why can't you just have dad come up here?"
"Honey, I already talked to him. He can't do that, what with his job as the Chief in Phoenix. And besides, you'll be back here for your senior year. You'll be able to graduate with all your friends and everything. Please baby, do this for me."
I caved. I can't say no to my mom, not matter how annoying she gets. "Fine mom. When do I leave?"
"Tomorrow. So say your goodbyes right now, ok? I'm so sorry sweetheart. But it's only two years; they'll go by fast. You'll be back in Seattle in the middle of the summer before your senior year. So you'll have plenty of time to catch up with your friends. I love you baby, make sure you're back here by 12 so you can pack. Your plane is at 11 AM. Love you."
"Love you too," I muttered into the receiver.
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