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Chapter 5

That night I made lasagna for Charlie since it was his favorite. He could eat it hot or cold. It didn't matter one bit to him. He was a lasagna fiend. We sat at the table as he asked me how my day was. I didn't go into details about much. I replied with a simple, "I met some cool people."

He didn't push me for more. Being a cop, I thought he would start asking for names, social security, and driver's license numbers to pull up their records. Thank the lord he didn't. If I was hanging out with murders and criminals, let me. They might make for some fun times and stories to tell the grandkids, but seriously, what are the chances of criminals in Forks? The biggest crime here was probably old Mrs. May jaywalking across the street and only because she was too old and senile to know any better. So I'll take my chances with my new found buds.

I laid in bed thinking about the day's events, especially the parts with Edward in them. I don't know why I kept doing it. He was annoying as fuck and pushed my buttons to no end and why, just because he was rude to me from the get go? If I acted like that to everyone who was rude to me, I'd be considered full time bitch by now; I'm only part time as of this moment. No, it was something more. I just didn't know what, and I'm not sure I want to know. Nope, I don't, so I needed a plan. I could tie him up each day and throw him in a closet for the day, so I can be sure he won't bug me. No, that won't work. He'll soon catch on, and start to fight back. I could just simply ignore him. That could work. I won't fall into his little traps of making me want to punch him in the throat by the stupid shit that comes out of his pretty mouth.

Whoa, we're getting off track! No talking about his pretty mouth that is attached to his beautiful face that's attached to his fuckawesome body. We are not taking the train in that direction, but the train has already arrived there Bella.

I put my pillow over my head like that was going to make the image go away. I eventually fell asleep after counting thousands of sheep jumping a fence that eventually turned into the asshole hopping over the fence. I accepted it thinking maybe eventually one of them would trip over the fence and fall right on his face. While waiting for that, I fell into a deep sleep.

The next day I woke up rested and ready for whatever the day had to throw at me. I got dressed, grabbed a pop tart, and made my way to school. I made sure not to park near Edward's car today since I knew what it looked like now. Operation ignore the bastard is in full force.

I got out of my car and headed into the school. I had to go to me make a quick stop at my locker before class. As I was getting my biology book and binder out, I heard someone come up behind me.

"You're Isabella right?"

"I actually go by Bella, and why do you want to know?"

"Oh, sorry, I'm Mike Newton. I'm in your biology class and gym class. I just thought that I'd introduce myself." He said with his arms up to chest level. Just because my dad was a cop didn't mean I was. Did he think I was going to make a citizen's arrest for asking my name?

Mike was about 5'11. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. His hair was styled in ridiculously gelled spikes that should be considered weapons. He was not ugly. He was just one of those all American type looking guys, complete with a letterman jacket. He was actually cute if that's the look you go for, which I don't.

"Well nice to meet you Mike Newton."

"Just Mike," he said. "Do you mind if I walk with you to class?"

"No….You're headed that way anyway." I shrugged.

"Ok. So how do you like Forks?" Dude, I said I would walk with the guy, not make conversation with him.

"Ummm…Yeah, I like it pretty good I guess. I can't complain."

"Yeah, I bet you're not used to the rain uh?"

"Nope, not that much, but I'll deal." I started walking a little faster to get to class.

"I can carry your books for you!"

"No that's….." He didn't let me finish. He just grabbed the books from me. What the fuck!

"I can carry my own books you know? God did give me arms for a reason." I said.

"It's no problem. God gave me muscles for a reason also." He smirked.

Wow, he could carry a book and binder that weighed no more than I'd say 6 pounds. Someone get this guy in one of those muscle pageants with all that bronze paint and the banana hammocks.

Thank god! The classroom was just a few more feet away. I walked into the class and saw Alice sitting at the same table. I smiled at her. I shot a quick glance at Edward, and he was just staring at Mike like he bought the last ticket for the midnight premier of Lord of the Rings. What was his problem? Did Mike try and sit in his seat before also? Did he turn down Edwards requirements to sit in the seat beside him?

I went and took my seat next to Alice. Mike set my books down on the table.

"Thanks Mike."

"No problem." He got closer to my ear, "It would be my pleasure to do the same tomorrow."

Edward loudly coughed and cleared his throat behind us. I looked behind me and he was now just pretending to read in his text book.

"Ummm……Maybe." I simply said. I didn't want to be rude and say no chance in hell. From now on I'd be on the lookout for the over helpful spiky haired guy who takes peoples books without asking. Maybe I need a new route to my locker. I could just start carrying all my books in a backpack, but that would just make me look like Quasimodo. Is that something I'd want to risk to avoid Mike? Jeez, this is a toughie.

Mike went to sit in his seat finally leaving me alone. I turned around to face Edward.

"Do you need a cough drop or something? That sounded pretty foul. I hope you coughed in the pit of your elbow. I'm not looking forward to getting the swine flu."

"Mind your own business." He said without looking up from his book.

"Well when you are coughing in my general direction, it becomes my business."

I could see him roll his eyes. Seriously dude? What guy rolls their eyes in such a sassy way? He might as well have put his hand on his hip and strutted out of the class while he was at it.

Fuck! I was supposed to be ignoring him! Way to go Bella, you can't even pretend he doesn't exist for 5 min. I turned around and was facing the curious look of Alice.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing, it's nothing at all." She replied. "Anyway, are you excited about the party?"

"I'm excited to spend time with you, interacting with people, not so much." I pushed my hair behind my ears.

"You gotta get yourself out there Bella! Get all dolled up and maybe dance with a couple of guys!"

Edward coughed again. I'm not going to say anything; I'm not going to say anything. That should be my mantra to keeping my big mouth shut when it comes to the jerk!

"I highly doubt that Alice! I don't dance. If you haven't noticed I'm pretty clumsy. That doesn't miss so well with dancing." I laughed.

Mr. Molina came in holding a clipboard in one hand and his coffee mug in the other.

"Ok students. I told you guys not to get used to the seats you were in so come up to the front of the class in an ORDERLY fashion and wait till I call your name and show you were to be seated."

I grabbed my books quickly before Mike had a chance to come grab them for me and went to the front of the classroom. Alice was right behind me with her things.

"Ugh, I wish I could just sit by you. This teacher is all about torturing students. I could have seen myself being real comfortable there." I pouted.

"Yeah me too, but I have a feeling we won't be too far away from each other."

"I hope so; I'm sure my heart would hurt if otherwise." I said while clutching my heart.

Alice laughed. "Don't be so cheesy Bells! But I'm pretty sure my heart will hurt just a little bit more."

"Are you two done with your giggle fest? Can I start assigning seats now; I'll wait if I have to."

"Oh…No, sorry go right ahead." I said. This big mouth of mine is starting to get me in trouble even with the teacher.

We stood against the whiteboard as Mr. Molina starting calling people names and pointing out their spots to sit. When he got to Mike Newton, I was hoping he would not call my name to sit by him.

"Alice Cullen." Mr. Banner said. I looked at Alice and started laughing.

"Have fun Pixie, be careful, he likes to man handle books."

"Ha ha ha, just wait to see who you'll sit next to." She walked away with a sly smile on her face.

She headed to the back table were Edward had initially been sitting. Mr. Molina went on to the second back table beside it.

"Edward Cullen and" No, no, no, no….Please don't call my name to sit with the asshole! I had my fingers, toes, legs, eyes, and arms crossed, mentally of course. Was that too much? Maybe, but I wanted to be extra sure.

"Bella Swan." I threw my head back and groaned. I shuffled my way toward the back seat that I was so luckily assigned to. I heard Alice giggling. She didn't even try to hide it. She wanted me to make sure I heard her. That's exactly what I get for making fun of her. I should have knocked on wood damn it!

As I sat down in my chair, and I heard Edward mumble to himself, "Great this is just fucking great."

Ok jerk, I'm right next to you, and I can hear that. I was holding my tongue. I told myself I would ignore Edward and that's what I was going to do. I wasn't going to get pulled into a little verbal sparring match like we did yesterday, more than once.

After Mr. Molina got everyone seated, he began his lecture for the day. I concentrated on my paper diligently writing notes trying not to stop, so I could get a moment to think. That was until I heard Edwards voice in my ear.

"So you and Mike Newton huh?" It took all the strength I had not to tell him to mind his own business. "He's a douche you know. I would rather you not…." He cleared his throat, "It's a known fact around here that he's not a guy you'd want to get involved with."

"Maybe I'll find out about that myself. Why does it even matter to you? It's not like you like me anyway." Who did he think he was trying to tell me who I can and can't get involved with? Now, I had absolutely no intention of getting to know the book burglar any better, but that was my choice, not his.

Edward just stared at me for a second and opened his mouth to say something else when the bell rang. I didn't wait around for his reply. I got up and headed to the door without even looking back.

"Hey wait up speed racer!" called Alice from behind.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry Alice! I just really had to get out of that class."

"I understand. Do you see how Karma bit you in the ass?" She laughed.

I did something completely childish and stuck my tongue out at her. What? Don't judge me.

"You better reel that tongue back in! I'm not beneath grabbing it and pouring pickle juice all over it!" said Alice.

"Yum! Will it be dill pickles?"

"Nope, they'll be kosher." She lifted one eyebrow.

"Yuck! I'll keep my tongue to myself from now on then." I said while raising my two fingers into the scouts honor.

"Well let's not go overboard. You'll need that tongue someday." She winked.

"Yeah, I'm sure someday not too soon." I chuckled.

"Hey! Did you see the thing I did with my eyebrow, raising it I mean?" Asked Alice.

"Ummmm….Yeah I say that. Why?"

"Because I see you do it and I've NEVER been able to, so I practiced and practiced and finally was able to do it! I got to test it right now! I'm glad it didn't fail me and make me look like a fool!"

"Wait, I do that with my eyebrow?" I asked in confusion.

"Uhhhh, yeah you do, like all the time. You're doing it right now!" She laughed.

"What? I never knew I did that!" We both laughed. "Thanks, now I'm gonna be aware of each time I do it."

We rounded one of the halls that lead in two directions.

"Well, I'm this way." She pointed. "I'll meet you at your locker after second period."

"You got it." She nodded and continued to walk in the opposite direction from me.

I walked into Trig and sat in my seat. I took out my notebook and started to doodle on in to pass the time. What else was I gonna do, bake a cake, talk to Jessica? No thank you.

Speaking of the loud mouth, she was at her seat talking with some other equally skanky looking girls around her.

"OMG! ASK BELLA! SHE WAS THERE!" she yelled as she turned around to look at me. I raised my head up from my notebook.

"Uhhhh…What?" I had no idea what she was talking about.

"You know, when Edward was flirting with me in gym class. He was ALL over me! Right, Bella?" Oh, that's what she was talking about.

"Yeah, I don't really know. I didn't see anything." I shrugged.

"What do you mean!? It was so obvious! I'm sure the whole class saw. I'm actually surprised the gym teacher didn't tell us anything." Of course I saw Edward flirting with her, but I was not going to admit it to her. Besides, he was not all over her. All he did was touch her nasty looking hair. I'm sure he washed his hands in gasoline afterwards.

"Whatever, it did happen. You probably just had your nose stuck in a book, or you were too busy talking with your new BFF Alice Cullen." Jessica rolled her eyes and the girls just giggled.

Ok weirdo, don't get all defensive now just because I won't confirm you psycho made up stories.

Jessica continued to talk to the army of skanks. I heard her whisper, "She's just jealous. I heard she sits next to him in Biology, and she sits at his lunch table. I bet he hasn't even noticed her." They snickered.

Really, did she think that I was not going to hear her? The dumb bimbo thought she was being slick by whispering. They didn't realize that I could hear even if I was only one desk away from them. Even my 80 year old grandma could hear them WITH her hearing aid turned all the way down. I'm sure even dogs miles away could hear her squeaky voice, like one of those whistles you use to call a dog back. What is it with people today thinking I don't have ears!?

"Actually, I'm not jealous in the least, and I can care less if Edward notices me or not. I'm not pathetic enough to get excited over one guy talking to me. You should really get a hobby Jessica. Maybe you should take up hair styling to fix that disaster you have going on up on your head."

Jessica sat there with her mouth open. "Well, uh, ugh….Whatever!" Wow good comeback.

That was it? She didn't even put up a good verbal fight. Damn it. What a waste of my talents.

The teacher walked in and started today's lesson. Wow….My day was just going great so far.

Finally the bell rang, which put an end to the awkward air between Jessica and I. The day pretty much went the same as it started. I went to my locker to meet Alice and Jasper for lunch. Edward wasn't sitting at our table. He was over at Jessica and the walking STD commercial girls table. They were all over him like bees on honey. Whatever, better for me that he's not here.

I got to know more about the group. How they met, and funny stories that happened throughout the years. The way they described Edward was not how I had come to know him. The Edward they knew was funny and caring, not moody and an asshole. Emmett had me laughing all through lunch. He was such a big goof. Rosalie was not the bitch I thought she was at the beginning, to me at least. I can't speak for the guy at the next table who was staring at her boobs. I learned that she had quite an arm as the apple she threw hit him square in the eye. Better the apple then Emmett's fist in my opinion.

I went to my third period class along with Jasper. Nothing interesting or life changing happened in there. We just did work. I can't complain about that. Next class was gym. Have I mention how much I hate gym? It was basketball week. I don't remember how many people got hit in the head or junk from me passing the ball to them. I told them not to give the ball to me. I mostly just hung out with Alice on the side and let the others play while Jessica just threw dirty looks at me. That's all she could do. I already knew the comeback queen couldn't form good sentences or thoughts for that matter.

I'm not going to lie. I saw Edward playing basketball. I noticed how hot and sweaty he was, and saw how each time he would lift up his shirt to wipe off the sweat. What a fucking tease. Use a towel or something jerk. I may not like you and can control my mouth, but my body and thoughts are a different story. He didn't even look at me or talk to me. I expected him to have some smart ass comment to say, but he didn't.

Along with my body and thoughts, it appears I can't control my feelings either because all I felt right now was disappointment.