OH MY GOD. I'm sooooooooooo sorry for not updating for AGES. Plz dnt kill me! Okay, so this chapter introduces a new character :D and gets the real plot started. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't care HOW much it costs to own twilight but I'll pay it honest! But I haven't found out yet- so STILL dnt own twilight.

Newton. Timmy Newton. Fantastic. Absolutely bloody fantastic. Feel the sarcasm vibes, feel them. Oh god. Think Bella think. Umm… Ok. I just had to act like I didn't know that this guys grandfather perved on me all through my high school life, wished that my now husband and I broke up, and attempted to push me behind some lockers and snog me (possibly more. Ugh) from when we were 17 until I married Edward. I got married at 18 but still… Mike was convinced I'd been forced into it.

I tried to do the normal thing and reached out for his hand and shook it, whilst saying 'Bella'. He flinched. "What…?" he started.

Damn! Oops. I'd completely forgotten about my ice-cold and hard skin.

"Bad circulation." I said with a small smile, attempting not to grimace as I imagined what traits this particular Newton had inherited off his grandfather.

"So," He started. Here we go I thought toward Edward, who'd obviously realised who this was (Mike caused Edward a lot of trouble too) and he smiled slightly. "You wanna do something tonight?" Newton continued "Maybe come over to mine, get to know each other better…" He trailed off suggestively, raising his eyebrows and winking at me.

He reached toward my hand, which was resting on the table, to grab it and quick as a flash- probably too quickly- I lifted my hand from under his and was about to slam it down on top of his, causing him pain, when suddenly Edward's hand appeared from around my waist and bent one of Timmy's fingers back, creating a sickening crunch. I knew that was broken. He was thinking a LOT of swear words. I hope he never meets Nessie...

"What the…" Mike- I mean Timmy started, but Edward interrupted.

"You will not bother hitting on my wi- girlfriend again. If she wants to 'get to know you' which she doesn't, I'm sure she'll let you know."

Timmy raised his eyebrows. "I think we'll leave the decision up to your 'girlfriend'," he made quotation marks in the air. "Because somehow I don't think she actually is your girlfriend, I mean she's your sister for crying out loud. Plus, I'm waaaay hotter than you, and I bet I can do better in bed with her than you can dream of. And you know what else-" Edward cut him off. Again.

"Yes. Let's let Bella decide." Edward replied curtly, with a smug look across his face.

Timmy's thoughts told me that he was full of himself so I decided to end that.

"You know what Timmy?" I started. This was gonna be fun. "No, I do not want to 'get to know you'. You know why? Because you're butt-ugly, you're stuck up your own backside, you're so full of yourself yet you blatantly don't have a clue what you're doing in anything, and frankly, I'd rather snog a donkey than even think about dating you. Oh, and by the way, Edward is my boyfriend and we're pretty serious."

Ok that wasn't so fun. I could've sworn, and been REALLY rude and completely shattered his ego but I was nice. This time.

Damn that girl's got a mouth on her. Good thing I like mine…

Ugh. Ugh ugh ugh.

Timmy then leant over towards me and whispered in my ear, not knowing that Edward could hear perfectly, "Don't worry babe. I know you're putting it on. But I'll get you away from him. It's ok. By the way- Gorgeous boobs. Want them felt?"

That was it. I decided at that point that Mike had obviously married a total slut (probably Jessica) and had pervy children. Because in no way was Mike as bad as his disgustingly-average teenage grandson. I mean, he was pretty bad, but he'd never offered to touch up my tits.

But then again, maybe all teenage boys were like this nowadays. I seriously hoped not. I'd drop out at the end of the day if I discovered that all of them were like this. In fact, I'd pull Nessie, Alice and Rosalie with me. Maybe even the boys if the teenage girls were as bad. Because I don't think ANY of us girls would like our other halves being flirted with, asked out, snogged, etc.

Besides, no-one needed to go through high-school ten times. No-one needed to (or was able to) learn in as environment full of pervy minds.

I wondered randomly if this was what class was like for Edward when I first started high-school. My poor husband.

I then realised that Mike's ugly-looking, pathetic excuse for a grandson was still waiting for an answer. I decided to show him my answer to his question instead.

I snapped my palm back and slapped him round the face, with human force of course. Then I stuck my middle finger up at him and told him where to stick his offer, Edward grinning all the time.

That was when Miss Weber intervened. She walked over and asked what on earth was going on. Edward smoothly explained that Timmy was being inappropriate towards me (in her standards anyway) and that I'd reacted badly.

She pursed her lips and said, "Don't let it happen again" and went back to taking the register.

Timmy went to medical, and the girl sitting on his other side leaned over towards me. "Hi." She said, smiling. "I'm Sabrina."

I smiled back. "Bella" I said kindly. She seemed nice.

"Sorry about him,-she jabbed her finger towards Timmy's seat- he's always like this. About 50% of the guys here are. But there are some nice ones too, don't worry." She explained, still smiling. I noticed she had a hint of an Irish accent, but her skin colouring was darker than was normal, slightly tan. I wondered were she was from- but I didn't ask.

I decided to peek into her mind.

Wow. Bella seems really nice. But I heard Courtney and Tiffany discussing how to get her boyfriend. Maybe I should warn her… But they'd rip my guts out. Aww… I really want to… but she's smart. She'll work it out…

I quickly shielded Jasper, a few rooms away, to get his power. All I could feel from her was indecision and guilt. Oh well. At least I was warned.

I smiled at her and turned back to the front of the room. Miss Weber droned on. She seemed a lot less… interesting than her grandmother. Oh well.

After class all the Cullens met up and went to break. I borrowed Alice's gift for a while, 'seeing' the rest of the day to know what to expect. I didn't see anything good.

The next lesson was maths for me and Edward, and we were doing Calculus. Oh joy (again with the sarcasm). Nothing major happened in that lesson- just pervy thoughts, but I sat next to Sabrina and Edward. Timmy was still in welfare.

Halfway through maths, the principles voice suddenly came from the speakers at the front of the classroom.

None of us expected (not even Alice and I) what he said next.

*Gasp* Cliffy! Dun dun duuuuuuuun. I know not much happened in this chapter, I just needed to introduce Sabrina and a bit more of Timmy. I know it wasn't that good. But trust me. The next chapter will be… MWAHAHA. Sorry again for the long wait. I'm going to France tomorrow though. YAYNESS. So definitely no updation for a week or two. SORRY!

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