Just then, the bell rang and I practically ran out the room. All the while, Edward stared after me, mouth open in shock.

Well it serves him right! Who died and made him so snobby and hostile!

As I walked down the hall, a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes stopped me.

"Hi," He smiled. "I'm Mike Newton."

"Bella," I gave him a polite nod. I knew his type: act nice and polite, easy their way into your life, and then WHAM! you're out on a date that turns into more than just watching a movie.

How much do you wanna bet that he's been having fantasies about me and him "getting to know each other better"?

"I was wondering if I could walk you to your next class." His voice was hopeful.

"Sorry, I have gym next. I think-" I started to tell him that I could find it just fine and didn't need an escort, he interrupted me.

"Well that's great! I have gym next too!" He smiled at me. Again.

Fantabulous, I thought wryly.

We started walking to gym and he talked about guess what? Him. I swear our conversation could have gone like this:

Mike: So how do you like it here in Forks?

Me: Well, to tell you the truth, I'm mildly depressed and am going to commit suicide when I get home from school.

Mike: (nodding, but not really hearing) Cool. So, I can totally understand about the sun. I used to live in California…

I'm not lying either. It was a relief to get to the gym and leave Mike to talk to Coach Clapps.

After talking to the coach about the rules and getting a uniform, I sat down on the bleachers and used an old tactic of mine so that I could listen to my iPod. All I had to do was put the wire up the back of my shirt, hide the earphones with my hair, and in seconds I was listening to Capital G by Nine Inch Nails.

Soon, the bell rang halfway through one of the Harry Potter soundtracks and I picked up my messenger bag to leave. It had been a trying day for me; I actually had to pretend I liked school.

As I walked through the parking lot, I spotted a silver car not to far away from my truck. I stared at the car and my mouth opened in shock.

It was the car. MY DREAM CAR!

I walked over to the Volvo with my mouth still open and saw that yes, this was the S60R Volvo with tan leather seats, an amazing sound system, and incredible gas mileage ( not to mention horse power!) that was in front of me!

I reached my hand out to it and, still not touching it, air-traced the curve of the trunk.

"Can I help you?" An impatient voice asked from behind me.

I gasped and whirled around. Edward was slightly glaring at me and clenching and unclenching his fists.

"Nope, not at all," I was never one to back down from a fight, but, not only did I have a sense I would lose, I had a favor to ask him. So, I decided to be smart and wait till he felt better.

I sprinted to the car- oops, sorry, truck- and quickly climbed inside. Putting the key in the ignition, I drove away, still tempted to touch the arrogant Edward. I mean his CAR, not- never mind.

I'm sorry it took me so long to update. The hurricanes are causing a lot of problems and we might have to evacuate soon.

BTW, that thing w/the headphones is true. My friend and I used to do it all the time and we never got caught!