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This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race by Fall Out Boy

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, and I'm not Stephenie. I do, however, own Ariana (not that I'm proud of it). I don't own This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race, Fall Out Boy does.

Back to Williamsfield High (I have absolutely no idea if that's a real school in Arizona), Edward thought walked under the The Awning, as everyone called it, looking for a place to sit. He couldn't sit with his so-called friends anymore, not after this summer.

Actually, they all glared daggers at him as he passed by. Knowing how they would react if he said anything, he simply ignored them and kept walking. He saw a friend of his at one of the tables with his girlfriend and her friends. He doesn't hate me, he thought as he walked toward them.

He was only half right in his assumption- Andrew didn't hate him. However, the girls at the table glared up at him. What the hell? Edward thought as he turned to Andrew.

"Hey, mind if I sit with you?" he asked, feeling kind of awkward. He hadn't had to ask somebody if it was okay if he sat with them since... well, he never had.

"Um, I don't think that would be such a great idea," Andrew said, looking up at him.

"Well, can I talk to you for a minute?" Edward asked, shifting from foot to foot now. Andrew glanced at his girlfriend before standing up and following him.

"What's up with those girls?" Edward asked immediately.

"Dude, think back to seventh grade," Andrew said, looking back at the table. There were four girls sitting there. One was Andrew's girlfriend, who had short blond hair, and looked much like a pixie. Edward remembered her name was Erin.

Across from her sat a very thin, horselike girl. She had brown shoulder-length hair that was layered. She wore too much make-up. Her name was Vanessa.

Next to her sat a shorter girl who had chin-length hair with side bangs in a brownish color. She had quite a few pimples on her face, but the side bangs helped cover them up. Her name was Alexis.

That's when he realized why they were glaring. There was the girl with the dark brown hair and pale skin. Her eyes were chocolate brown and she was, well, beautiful. She wore skinny jeans and a t-shirt with a band name on it, and she was laughing at one of the jokes Erin had told. She sat back and you could see the studded belt she was wearing. It was Bella.

He watched Ariana walk by their table and bump Bella's shoulder with her elbow. Bella nudged Alexis, and Alexis nudged Vanessa. Vanessa stood up.

"Excuse me, you just bumped into my friend. Aren't you going to apologize?" she asked boldly.

"Yes. I'm sorry that I got some of my perfume on your garage sale filth. I know how long it takes you to get it smelling like that horrible, way too strong strawberry shampoo that you've been using for the last five years."

She turned and walked away, and Bella clenched her fists and jaw.

"Dude, you could totally kick her ass! She's like freaking anorexic!" Erin exclaimed, making Bella laugh.

"You know, I've known her for five years, and the only time I've seen her is at lunch. I've seen her eat one Cheeto in that whole time," Bella replied, smiling.

"I know right!" Erin agreed. Alexis and Vanessa nodded.

"You know, she's still really upset about what you did," Andrew said, pulling Edward back.

"What are you talking about? I didn't do anything!" Edward exclaimed, immediately on the defensive. Andrew glared at him.

"Remember seventh grade? You just had to make things hard for Bella. She's like a sister to me, and it's just horrible, what you did."

"Look, I didn't know Ariana was going to be like that," Edward said, trying to defend himself.

"You could have stopped her. She would have listened to you," Andrew replied gruffly.

"No, she would have done it anyway," Edward insisted.

"Bullshit," Andrew spat before going back to his girlfriend.

Edward walked back to the table and tapped Bella lightly on the shoulder. Her head whipped around, ready for someone to say something nasty.

"Can I help you with something?" she asked coldly. Edward gave her the warmest smile he could.

"Do you mind if I talk to you for a moment?"

"Go ahead," she said, sighing.

"Um, I was hoping you could talk to me alone..." Her friends gave her a worried look, but she smiled softly at them before standing up and wearily following him.

"What did you want to talk about?" she asked with a sigh. She crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"I wanted to say sorry for what happened back then. I... I didn't know she would be that way."

"You know, you never had to say anything. I was never mean to you. I rolled my eyes at you in the hallway, then smiled. A normal human being would call that flirting. I liked you, you idiot," she stated before walking back to her table and sitting with her friends.

Bella POV

I did what I always did when things got hard at school. I acted like it was all just fine and thought of a good song in my head, thinking out the lyrics.

I am an arms dealer

Fitting you with weapons in the form of words

I started humming to myself before pulling out my iPod. I turned on the song and hummed it, sitting back down with my friends. This was normal, this is what I always did in the mornings. We were allowed to have our iPods and cell phones out until the bell rang.

And I don't really care

Which side wins

As long as the room keeps singin'

That's just the business that I'm in

The bell rang and I sighed, turning off my iPod and stashing it in my bag. I'd been extra careful with it ever since my cell phone got stolen in fifth hour in seventh grade.

AN: Not very long, but now you're starting to learn a little more. The rest of the Cullens will be coming in soon, just stay tuned...