Bella's P.O.V.

2. The Mike Newton Bug

"Bells, hurry up! You're going to be late for school!" Charlie yells from down stairs.

"Sorry dad." I yell back. I rush down stairs. It has been about 4 months since Edward left. I have been losing contact with everyone now, and I have been off my daily agenda.

I rush down stairs. Grab a granola bar, and run into my old, lovable car. I am glad Charlie got me this car. It doesn't make me feel like I have a really old car and I need a new one. Everyone in Forks doesn't care about high class things. Not even the Cullen's – ow – care about expensive things, they just have them. I cringe my teeth. The thought of Cullen's hurt; Like a whole has been missing. I miss them -all of them. I miss Edward – of course- for him self, I miss Esme for her sweet gentle touch she bestows upon everyone. I miss Carlisle for being gentle with me, I miss Alice – of course- for being the best friend anyone could ever have. I miss Japser for being an amazing friend, who could not keep control of his thirst, but tried his best to keep it under his grasp. I miss Emmett and even Rosalie! Emmett for his big, teddy bear, tough guy funniness act, Rosalie 'cause she was sweet and gentle – not showing her kindness to me- even if she didn't bestow it too you. I sigh, they are all gone now, and I know it, but I cannot understand why.

Before long I was at school. I park my car, opened the door and groaned. Mike, I thought to my self. Mike was making his way to me with a big smile on his face. "Hi Bella," Mike greeted in a vexatious tone. I let out a small smile.

"Hi Mike." I quickly said and ran off to my first class.

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As the bell rang, signaling to us that lunch is next, I ran to my locker, trying to get out of Erik Yorkie's grasp. Ugh, he follows me around like a poodle. I scrambled with my books, trying to get them all to hold still while I put in my combination for the locker. I finally got it opened, placed my books in my locker, and grabbed my cash. I closed my locker, but instead of going to lunch in peace, another dog had to come around.

Except, this time, it was a golden retriever.

"So Bella, I know this is kinda' sudden, but, can I take you out to dinner tonight?" Mike asked in a shy annoying voice.

Great, when will Mike EVER leave me alone! I thought to myself.

"I …. Urm …… I would love to Mike, I really would but I…" I tried to come up with some sort of excuse. I mean, ever since… he left, I never really attended social events or gatherings. Before I could get my –fake- story together, he got the exact opposite idea I was trying to avoid.

"Really, Bella? You'll go?" Mike gasps in joy. I try to protest;

"Well actually-" He cut me off... once again.

"This is amazing! Bella, I'll pick you up at around eight to eight thirty, Ok?" I squeeked, about to blurt out my story, but he skipped off before I could say another word.

GREAT GOING BELLA! UGH! I yelled to myself mentally. If I could do this without getting laughed at, I would have totally kicked myself in the ass.

Then all of the sudden, Jessica Stanley came up to me, with her wannabe posse following, and sat next to me. I was about to leave, but Jessica had to start talking!

"So Bella, I heard you are going out with Mike tonight." She gives me dagger eyes, put her hand on my upper arm and whispers in my ear; "Bella, lay off, Mike is MINE! You will not steal him away, like you did with Edward!" Her hand gets tighter and tighter around my arm.

I nod and she lets go of my arm. I got up, threw my leftovers away, and go to my next class thinking about what Jessica said. Is she serious? Does she actually think I, Isabella Marie Swan, like the gross, annoying, never leave you alone, Mike Newton? Ugh. That bitch! I shudder at the thought. Hag from Hell, she is so such a little slut sometimes!

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When school was over I walked over to my big brown Chevvey truck. "Bella, see you tonight!" Mike yells to me, he is two cars down; I was going to say something but Jessica Stanly came out of nowhere and started talking to Mike. I laugh to myself, what and idiot I thought.

I just waved to Mike with a small smile and took off to Charlie's house- my house. When I walk in there is a note on the fridge;

Bells,

went fishing with Billy,

no need to make dinner for me tonight.

- Charlie.

Great, another reason for me to be early for my date tonight. I went up stairs and started working on homework. At seven I picked out a short black cocktail dress that hit all my curves perfectly, with two Spaghetti stapes and a bright red clutch to match my flats. I look at my self in the mirror; huh, I look pretty great.

I let out a sigh. At seven thirty I went downstairs and made myself and little snack.

Beep! Beep! Mike was here already! Ugh, and here I am, praying to god he would cancel, or say he was sick –something, anything to get me away from the date-, but he shows up at my house, in a tux, at seven thirty one?!

I grabbed my most pricey jacket and slowly, not wanting to go on my date, walked out the door to Mike.

The ride to the restaurant was quiet. Every time Mike said something I would answer with simple yet elegant: Great, Uh-huh, OH, that sucks.

I didn't want to talk. Besides, he talks just enough for both of us. Once we got to the restaurant Mike helped me out of the car and took his hand across me waist. UGH! This is going to be one LONG date tonight. Then we stopped. I looked at Mike and he looked at me. "I hope you like it here Bella; I saved up a lot of money for this place," Mike said shyly. I gave him an awkward smile, but looked away from him and straight towards the restaurant, I recognized this place, Edward – ouch- took me here for our first date. My smile fell.

"Bella, you okay?" Mike asks. I let out a deep sigh.

Edward is gone Bella, I tell myself. I sighed again. Then I plastered a smile on my face and looked at Mike;

"Sure," I know I am not okay.

"Hi, my name is Clare, I will be your sever today, How can I help you?" Clare asks. I look at her and smile. Clare put me and Mike in a booth. I gave her my order;

"Hi, can I have a medium coke and a small spaghetti dish?" Clare nodded her head. Mike raises his eyebrow and whispers into my ear;

"Small? Are you sure you're going to be full?" Why is Mike SO annoying? He is not my mom! I nod my head. Mike smiles at me and tells Clare his order, while Mike was ordering a big order for his small stomach that is small than his brain, I heard someone from another booth whisper something.

"Cullen? The Cullen's are in town? Finally, Dr. Cullen was the best doctor Forks had, I am glad he is back." I low husky face said. I had a pain in my stomach, but then my face lit up.

"Edward is here" I said with a smile.

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