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Chapter 3: Regular Day

BPOV

Beep...beep...beep. I let out a groan just as someone else did. I froze for half a second before I remembered that Jasper fell asleep here last night.

"School." I mumbled.

"Yeah." He groaned.

"We could skip again."

"No let's go."

"Let's not." I hid my face in my pillow.

"Okay well I'm gonna go take a shower."

"NO!" I shouted running to the bathroom. I heard his chuckle as I slammed the door behind me and jumped into the shower. When I was almost done the door opened and the sink turned on.

"Hey," I said poking my head around the curtain. "Get out of here Jasper!"

"No," he said stubbornly brushing his teeth with vigor, "you were taking too long."

"GET OUT!" I screamed chucking his loofah, yeah he uses a loofah, at his head. Surprisingly I hit my target. He started chocking on his toothbrush and the suds dripped down his face. He looked at me with disgust before he spat and put down his brush.

I finished up quickly and ran into my room in my towel. I changed as fast as possible and trooped downstairs. Jasper was already there with Charlie.

"Mornin' Bells," Charlie said over the paper.

"Morning dad." I grabbed a granola bar. "Shouldn't you be at work?"

"I have the day off so I decided to go fishing down at La Push." How would I have guessed?

"Come on Bells we gotta go."

I slung my bag over my shoulder. "See ya dad." He nodded his farewell.

"Hey Jazz?" I said once we'd gotten outside. It was just a regular day in Forks, smoggy.

"Yeah?"

"My car is gonna be done tomorrow, can you take me to pick it up?"

He groaned, "You know how I hate driving all the way to Seattle on my bike."

"Yeah well it's the closest place that I trust."

"Only a couple hours away." He rolled his eyes as I donned my helmet. "You should just let Rose fix it like the rest of us."

"Don't patronize me, she wasn't in town, you know that."

"Well I'll take you then." He cranked the engine and let it purr before zooming down the sodden street towards Forks High.

When we got to school we went to the picnic table that all four of us always met at. Freshman year we moved it to the side of the building partially hidden by trees so no one else knew it was back there. It wasn't hidden enough, though, that it didn't get sun on the rare times it graced us with it's presence. All our names were carved into one of the legs. We'd even vowed when we graduated we'd move it into the forest so no one could ever use it after us.

The main reason we had done this (moving the table) was because people tended to stare at us...a lot. Rosalie's beauty, Emmett being the most recent addition to this school (even though that was almost six years ago), and everyone wanted to be Jasper's friend since they all thought he was pretty cool. Why they stared at me though I didn't know, maybe they wanted to know why someone like me got to hang out with them or if it was just because Jazz was my brother.

We almost always got to school about ten minutes before everybody else started showing up and Rose and Em had already beat us there. I smiled as I walked towards them and jumped up on the table next to Rosalie.

Emmett had his arm around Rosalie's waist and was leaning casually against the table. Even though the day had barely started, his dimples were already out full force, Rose's doing probably.

"Good morning." Rose said giving me a one armed hug which I returned.

We stayed here talking for about fifteen minutes then we all snuck back to the front and went to our classes. First I had English with Rosalie so we walked together while the boys went to Biology.

"So," she started, "rumor has it we're getting a new kid in about a week. The spotlight will finally be off Emmett; for the first time he won't be the new kid." We laughed but she stopped short to glare at some poor Sophomore who had stared too long. That was one of the things I loved about Rosalie, which others are scared of, she could go from loving best friend to ice bitch in point five seconds. I nudged her so she went back to normal, "Anyway it's pretty sad we haven't had a new kid for six years. I'm starting to think Forks is losing the popularity contest." She giggled.

"Yeah I guess you could put it like that." I snorted.

"Anyway he's from somewhere out in the Northeastern territory, but that's all that's known about him at the moment, if he exists at all; personally I think he's fictional." She nodded to herself.

The rest of class we talked quietly amongst ourselves and took notes; Mrs. Johnson giving us death rays but not punishing us. Then I went to History which I had with Jasper and we started the project.

After that I went to my creative writing class, which I had alone. There were a total of five people in this class; me, my friend Angela Weber who I got to sit next to, Eric Yorkie a greasy nerd who had a thing for me, some blonde freshman guy named Hank, and Amy a cool gothic Junior chick who sat behind me. This class was actually pretty strange; the guys and girls were on separate sides of the room, it was like they thought we had cooties. The teacher hardly ever stayed in here and all we had to do was turn in a page of work on his desk at the end of each day. Angela, Amy, and I talked through the whole thing on most days. Angela was a quiet shy brunette and Amy was her opposite, kinda energetic, but both were really nice.

Nothing out of the ordinary happened in here today so I had to go to both my favorite and most hated class, Trigonometry. It was my least favorite since I hated math, but I loved it since I had it with Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie.

When I got there Emmett had the seat next to him saved, Rose and Jasper behind him. We had free seating in this class and we took turns different days switching around with each other. It was like an unspoken rule that no one else sit in the two seats in the corner, once someone did and Rosalie just about killed the poor boy.

I slid past Emmett into my seat and let my bag drop to the floor. Rose was behind me, her teeth glittering.

"What?" I asked bemused as I turned toward her.

She just continued smiling, "I have some news for all of you at lunch."

"You're just doing that to torture me. You can't just tell someone that and then make them wait." She continued smiling, showing me she was indeed doing it on purpose.

"Hey Bella!" Mike yelled. Oh God he sat in front of me again, five bucks Jessica Stanley is sitting next to him. I sent a pleading look at Rose and she took the hint.

"I was talking to her Newton, that's rude! Your mother needs to teach you some manners," she glared. "Now turn around before I chop off your dangly bits." I looked back to see his face turn paler and his shallow blue eyes widen; I could almost see his blonde hair turning gray. He nodded slightly and spun around, "You too Stanley!" I saw her frizzy hair spinning through the air as she twisted around faster than the speed of light.

Relieved, I smiled at Rosalie and she smirked. The rest of class flew by and Emmett almost got both of us in detention but I managed to talk the teacher down.

When we were walking out Emmett sparked up a conversation, "You guys wanna come to my house after school? Mom's been missing you guys."

I laughed, "Sure I will." Jasper nodded absentmindedly.

"So Rose....?" I trailed.

"Yes?" she said slyly.

"What's this gossip you have?"

"Later, we have to get lunch first."

Finally we had our lunch and were sitting outside at our picnic table, like we often did when it wasn't raining.

"Okay," Rose started as she ate her hamburger, "so Mallory told me that Jessica told her that there really is a new kid coming and they bought our white house." Oh that was sad. Our white house wasn't really ours; once a little after Emmett joined our 'gang' we'd all gone on a hike and needless to say we got lost. We finally found a clearing with the house in it and sat on the porch until it stopped raining. Anyway long story short after that we got home and then started hanging out there since there was nowhere else in Forks to go, of course this all happened after we figured out it was uninhibited.

Sometimes we'd just sit on the lawn and make plans to buy it together so no matter where we went after high school we'd all have somewhere to come back to together. Other times we'd sit on the porch swing and reminisce. We'd even go to the garden in the back, it was old and had a cracked fountain that we'd sit on. Once when it was dark we told our parents we were staying at each others houses and instead went to the back porch at night to play on the Ouija board. It was pretty scary, the woods surrounding us were so intimidating at night and the empty house was pretty creepy, anything could be in there. We survived until morning though, didn't ever do that again.

"Since when do you and Lauren talk?" Emmett asked scratching his head.

"Ew we don't talk!" she sounded so disgusted and offended.

"But you just said–"

"No she just tells me the latest gossip."

"Allow me to explain so that you understand," I started. "They have to sit next to each other in second period French so Lauren dishes everything she knows to Rosalie. However, we have yet to figure out if this display of civility is because of fear, jealousy, or she wants in Rose's good books."

Rose smirked, "But she'll never be a friend; more like a contact or one of my 'people' if you will. Though there's a certain unspoken rule about it; that's the nice period, other than that it's bitchiness the rest of the day. If it's really important she'll call my landline." She grinned again, "It's rather genius I get all the lowdown without lifting a finger and give nothing in return other than forty-five minutes of smiles and somewhat pleasantness." I rolled my eyes. "Of course most of the gossip is stupid and I don't even care about it, you know I hate hearing about stupid drama, there are a couple good gems here and there that are good to know about."

Biology passed boringly, I have to sit next to Mike so he was continuously hitting on me; which caused Jessica to send me I-hope-you-die-painfully glares.

I had gym last with Emmett, thank God or I would embarrass myself to death.

After that we all headed to Emmett's place or pad as he called it; it was a modest two story brown house. It definitely had that homey feel though.

"My darlings!" Emmett's mom came rushing out of the house and hugged us all. She was beautiful especially for her age, not that she was old, she'd had Emmett pretty young, like everyone else in our little group. She had curly brown hair, a great smile, like her son, and was almost glowing.

"Hey mom." Emmett chuckled lightheartedly.

"Mom." Rose smiled.

"I haven't seen you two for so long." She said squeezing Jasper and me hard.

"Sorry mom," It used to be a little awkward for me to call her mom but I'd been doing it for a couple years now.

"Yeah we'll do better next time Laura." Jasper however still wasn't used to it.

"Now now Jasper; if I've told you once I've told you twice it's mom or even mother if you have to," she chastised.

"Sorry..mom."

She grinned and clasped her hands, "Good! Now I've just finished making cookies and I have some yummy snacks in the living room so come in." She hurried us in and sat us down. She came in with a huge tray; there were cookies, milk, soda, chips, everything we loved. She always kept our favorite snacks on hand; anything sweet and root beer for Emmett, chips and Coke for Jasper, nachos and Dr. Enuf for Rosalie, and gummy worms and Cheerwine for me.

Laura, excuse me mom, was always cooking or baking. When it was sunny outside we'd come over and she make fresh sweet tea and lemonade and she'd make a huge southern dinner. I loved it when she made homemade ice cream or when she'd get a watermelon and we'd sit on the back porch seeing who could spit the seeds the furthest.

Anyway it didn't surprise me to see all this food, she was probably also making tons of other goodies and dinner right now. After she placed down the tray she kissed us all on the top of the head and scurried back into the kitchen.

After she was gone Emmett turned on his PlayStation3 and slouched in his black leather floor rocker. Rose and I sat on the couch pigging out, and Jasper sat on the floor leaning against the couch. They started playing and by the sounds they were making Emmett was kicking major butt.

Rose got a call on her cell half way through the second round of the guys drag racing. "Okay Bella so Lauren called my home phone and my mom picked up and she called me to tell me that Lauren told her that," this was like a bad soap opera, "there's gonna be a dance at our school in two weeks, there's no theme or anything it's just because. Anyway, they are announcing it at lunch tomorrow so I thought you'd like to be on your guard if any guys ask you."

Though it was weird to see her doing this kinda thing, the whole gossip thing and then actually caring about it, the sentiment was sweet. "Thanks Rose." She grinned and nodded.

We waited till Emmett's dad, Thomas, we called him Tom or dad sometimes, came home and then we stayed for dinner. Tom was where Emmett got his strong build and facial features and his eyes, but he got his mom's hair and dimples as well as her fierce personality.

After that it was pretty late so we headed on home. Charlie wasn't here yet so he was either coming home in the wee hours of the morning or we wouldn't see him till tomorrow night. I went into my room as Jasper took a shower.

Quickly I changed into an old pair of basketball shorts Jasper had outgrown and given to me, I know I know what kinda freak wears her brother's used shorts?! Well they are so soft and comfortable! They had a different kind of stitch and there was a stain of God knows what on the bottom, Jasper so kindly left it, but I still loved them.

I stumbled to my dresser and shifted through the shirts in there. Almost all of this drawer was filled with shirts with either inappropriate comments, Emmett and Jasper had gotten me these, or sibling shirts, my dad and Jasper had gotten me these, Rosalie would never get me a t-shirt like that. When Rose gets me clothes she says, and I quote, "They have to be clothes you can wear in public without blushing Bella.....unless it's because they're just that God damn sexy!"

I finally decided on a t-shirt that had three quarter length navy blue sleeves, baseball jersey style and it said 'If you think I'm cute you should see my brother'; obviously Jasper bought this one for me.

Then I trooped into Jasper's room and jumped on his bed, it bounced around and squeaked a couple times. Then I collapsed onto my back and stared at the ceiling. Everything about his room was calming; the blue color theme, the black and white pictures hanging randomly around the room, hell even the smell. I looked around the walls and saw something that made me smile; inside a black frame he had put one of his onesies in there. It was baby blue and said 'I'm expecting to be a big brother in September'. Surrounding the frame were pictures of us through the stages of our lives all the way from being babies to one taken a couple months ago.

I had a onesie hanging in my room too. Mine was light pink and said in blue letters 'My big brother only thinks he's in charge!'

I smiled feeling all warm and fuzzy inside and stared at the ceiling again.

The door creaked as it opened and Jasper walked in.

"What are you doing in here?" he asked chuckling.

"Well I've got something to tell ya." I grinned slapping my thighs.

"Okay," he threw his towel in his dirty clothes hamper and sat next to me, mirroring my position, "What cha got to tell me?"

"Okay you know that...thing that's been bothering me lately?"

"Yes," he said his eyes growing more excited.

"Well I've decided to tell you about it," his jaw dropped and he looked so happy, and as much as I hated to burst his bubble, "Friday."

He frowned, "Must you tease me like that?" I smiled. "No, really cause now that's all I'm gonna be thinking about till Friday."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah right."

"Oh but Friday isn't good."

"You're gonna tell me when I can tell you my problems that you've been pestering me about?"

"Well it's not a good time for you either."

"Oh and why not?"

"We're playing Never Have I Ever at Rosalie's."

"Oh really? Which loser are we playing for?" Since it involved drinking we hardly ever played this game unless we felt one of us needed a little pick me up.

He cleared his throat awkwardly, "Uh...you."

"What?!"

"We all feel like you've been in a particularly um...dark place lately."

I snorted, "Yeah well maybe after the game I'll tell you all about it so I won't have to repeat it." I paused at the door. "We better not be hungover for dad's party." He laughed as I let the door swing shut behind me.

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