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BPOV

The first month of my junior year at Forks High had gone moderately well. I had straight A's, great teachers, but I was still just friends with Edward. I mean, sure, at least we were friends, and that's definitely more than I've ever been to any other guy in the school besides Jasper or Emmett. But I NEEDED to be more than friends with him. I knew I was being pathetic beyond belief about wanting him to be my boyfriend, but I couldn't stand it any longer. But, I could never bring myself to ask him out or even flirt too much. I was 90 sure that he didn't like me and would never, under any circumstances, go out with someone like me. But the 10 kept me going, even though I wasn't so sure. I sighed as I remembered I was sitting in the worn out desk in my Pre-Calculus room, no longer in my own world of fantasies, which definitely made more sense than wha was going on in that class. With my homework finished before the teacher could say, "Get to work!", I had absolutely nothing to do for the next twenty minutes. I doodled on the brittle, squeaky desk that triggered an annoyingly high pitched note as soon as I moved a fraction of a millimeter.

I wrote Edward's name, in the most beautiful cursive my small hands could muster up. I was nearly done with the hearts when I felt a poking in my back, causing me to jolt forward a foot in my desk, my entire torso shaking as I was clearly frightened. I saw Mike smile when some certain body parts shook. I rolled my eyes at him, crossed my arms, and turned around to see the face of the person who had poked me. It was Tyler Crowlie, Mike's best friend and desperately wanted Mike to go out with me, but not quite as much as Mike. They were exactly the same, but Tyler was much less persistent that I go out with Mike.

"What do you want, Tyler?" I said as mean as I could muster, which wasn't very mean at all.

"Cullen, huh?" He said, his head motioning to my desk. I blushed. Why hadn't I thought about the consequences of this before I did that? I shook any thoughts of embarrassment from my mind, reminding myself it was Tyler, not someone who hated me. Tyler looked at Mike, who started to smile. This would not turn out well, I could tell you that much.

"When are you gonna tell him, Beautiful?" Mike said, trying to be endearing. Psh, like that would ever happen. Wow, I was beginning to sound like Rosalie.

"Stay out of this, you two..." I warned, uncrossing my arms.

"Ooh...thank you, Bella..." Mike said. I knew what he was staring at and what he was thinking, so I grabbed my binders and covered myself.

"So, um, do you think we should tell him for you? It'll be easier on you, I guarantee it." Tyler said, brushing a strand of brown hair away from my eyes. I swatted his hand away.

"Don't even, Tyler." I turned around, hoping to tell the teacher that the constant talking was bothering me.

"So, how about we make this interesting? We won't say a word to him...if you go out with Mike. For a month." Tyler grinned. I was doomed. I certainly didn't want them telling Edward I was in love with him, it would only scare him away. All I could do was agree and turn away, trying not to cry.

"I mean dates and everything. And what couple doesn't hang out weekends, or give goodbye-kisses? Oh, and you shouldn't go around telling people about this, you know? It wouldn't look good for you and your chances with Cullen." I turned around and tried to ignore Mike as he high-fived Tyler. This month would be very long.

"So, how about a kiss for your favorite boyfriend?" Mike whispered in my ear. I was about to slap him, but he whispered again. "It's all part of this. You do what I ask, it turns out okay for you. Now, kiss me." he said. I shuddered.

I leaned in towards him as his hand slithered around my waist, pulling me closer towards him. My lips touched his, and I hated every second of it. It was impossible to break away from his strong grip, and I was getting very, very, frustrated. His hands wound up my torso, making me more uncomfortable for the mere 5 seconds we had been kissing. His hands rubbed my boobs, as I tried to push his hands away but could do absolutely nothing. He was massaging them when I finally pushed his face away.

"THAT--," I pointed to his hands. "--was NOT a kiss. That was you being innappropriate and can never happen again." He nodded his head and stared at my boobs. Ugh, why couldn't he look at my face, for once? Not that I even like him anyway, I can barely deal with him here anyway. I sprang from my seat as the bell rang and tried to delete all of last hour from my thoughts as I walked to lunch with Alice, Rosalie, Jasper, Emmett, and Edward. Oh, Edward. I was going insane I loved him so much. Not that I would ever admit that to anyone besides Rosalie or Alice. Love is a strong word and I was surprised I had used it myself.

I set my tray down at the table, thankful beyond belief that Mike didn't sit with us and ignored the hollering I heard from Mike's table about very provocative topics I didn't want to think about. I pulled out my iPod and listened to some music on shuffle for a while. "Hurt You" by The Sounds was the first that came up. I listened for a few minutes before I switched to the next song, One More Time by Daft Punk. I smiled. That song would never be old. I listened to it for old time's sake and listened to the next couple of songs. Right after Coffeeshop Soundtrack by All Time Low came on, I couldn't help but sing when Thunder by Boys Like Girls came on. I was so into the song, I didn't even feel someone impatiently poking me in the middle of my back to get my attention. I rolled my eyes, paused the song right before the chorus, and turned around to be met with the ice-blue bitchy eyes of Lauren, the brattiest girl in school who thought she could have every guy she wanted.

"Excuuuuuuse me?" she asked in a mock-polite voice.

"Yes?" I asked eagerly, not wanting to have to tolerate her for one more second.

"So...you and Mike Newton, huh?" she said in the brattiest voice I couldn't even imitate myself it was so stuck up. Only she would bring Mike into this. She could have him, for all I care! The only good he's ever done for me is NOT tell Edward I like him. Which isn't really much if you think about it.

"Yeah, whatever," I mumbled, clearly not caring about the situation.

"Well, you better watch out, 'cause he just happens to be who I'm after." she spat the last words. I bulged my eyes out, looked her up and down, and turned around and pretended to listen to my iPod, laughing as she pouted away in jealousy that one of the three most popular girls in the grade had just done that to her. Whoa, what is up with me lately? Writing on desks, being bitchy to theeeeee bitch, going out with Mike?! Well, of course that last one was involuntarily, but it sadly still made the list of "What are you thinking?!" I sighed and hoped for the best the remainder of the month. When I looked up at my table and my untouched food, I realized that all of my friends were sitting there. Which meant they HEARD the conversation between me and Lauren. I blushed, and turned my volume up louder, as if the pounding bass would lessen the embarrassment of my five friends hearing what Lauren had just said. I couldn't even bear to look at Edward. Alice spoke, breaking the awkward tension.

"So, Bella...do you want to explain something to us?" she didn't look mad, but she certainly didn't look like she expected it.

I took a deep breath, only to have to fight back a wave of newly produced tears. And that's when it all started.

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