A/n: Hey. Saddened by the amount of reviews. But life goes on.

This story is just for fun, but I'd like to know thoughts and crap like that :)

LETS ROLL!

Gym. I can't wait for it.

As I slowly strolled down the corridor - I was in no rush - I slowly started to realize that I had been basically flirting with Bronzie nearly the whole hour. I didn't even know his fucking name.

Fuck it.

There weren't any rules saying I couldn't, so why not? As long as I did what was needed, if it needed to be done at all, then it would be all fine.

Im such a genius.

"Oof" I huffed, as some bastard hit me in the head with one of the netballs. It knocked me onto my arse.

I decided to just sit there for a while, because hey, they didn't exactly need me. I was just an obstacle. So I sat and watched people being hit and others screaming at thier team mates when they didn't catch the ball, when suddenly, a big meaty hand appeared infront of me.

"Need a hand up kiddo?" I looked up to see muscles. I really needed to learn these guys' names. I took his hand gratefully. "Ur, thanks...?"

"Emmett. The names Emmett. And that amazing women over there is Rosalie, my better half," He said with a wolfish grin, pointing his thum out to the curvy blonde who was currently taking out someones face with a ball. She seems friendly.

When she heard her name she looked up and started walking over to us.

"Hey, Bella." she said, glancing at me warily.

"Oh, hey."

"Nice one with Mallory at lunch, the look on her face. Total Kodak moment."

"Mallory?" I questioned, 'cause who the hell was that?

Rosalie looked at me as if I was stupid. "You know, about the only person you reacted with at lunch? Thats Lauren Mallory." She said, eyeing her group of cronies sat on the bleachers.

So, the bitch finally has a name.

"Yeah, well she's been giving me crap all day, and when she tripped me, I just wanted to slap her. But how did you even see that?" I asked, just to make them a little edgy. If they were ordinary humans they wouldn't have been able to see the slight pressure increase I had put on Mallory's hand.

They both looked nervous for a few seconds, before Emmett spoke, "Well we have very good eyesight. You know how it is."

No. I didn't know how it was. That didn't even make sense, if Im being honest.

"Riiiiight. Thanks for the chat, your about the only ones who have even tried to talk to me today-" apart from Bronzie -"but I gotta go er, go get changed." I said, and turned to walk away before they could say anymore.

Walking home sucked arse. Especially in the fucking rain. It put me in a mood that was to be feared.

I wouldv'e let Charlie get me a car of some sort, but didn't want him spending his own money.

Charlie was kind of my adoptive father. He knew what I was and what I was destined to do, and didn't have a problem. I had been left on his door step when I was still in diapers, because my leaders felt he was just right for the job. The job being to look after an immortal destined to protect the human race.

As I sloshed angrily through the puddles I noticed a silver car slow to a crawl by my side, matching my pase. I looked up to see Bronzie looking out his window. Great. I didn't need this right now. I just wanted to be home.

"Want a ride home? You might get a cold."

Yeah right.

"No." I said stubbornly, as I carried on walking down the never ending road.

He looked at me increduosly. "Come on, you'll get home quicker," he said in a persuasive voice.

I looked at him, unsure. "What actually is your name?" I asked spontaniously.

"Edward, now get in the car before I drag you into it." He said, trying to be threatening.

Im shaking in my fucking boots.

He stopped the car totally, waiting for me to climb in. I looked at the car unsure, but decided that it would get me home quicker.

I climbed in, awkwardly shifting in my seat 'til I was comfortable, and snapped my seatbelt in. "Thanks for the ride Eddie," I said, smirking.

"Don't call me Eddie please, it annoys me."

I'll call you Eddie if I want. I decided to annoy him.

"Sure thing, Eddie," I said patronisingly. I looked over to him and saw a glint of annoyance in his golden eyes.

He looked back towards the road, and revved the engine. He started at a slow pace, but gradually built speed. I'd be home in no time.

We sat in silence for a while, not knowing what to talk about.

Awkward.

"Sooo, what music you got in here?" I said, eyeing the CD player. He looked sideways at me, not turning away from the road. "Just some classical, im not sure if you'd like it." He said, turning his eyes back to the road.

How annoying. I hated when people did that, presumed.

"Hey, dont presume to know shit about me, you barely even know me, apart from the fact that you think I smell like strawberry's and vanilla, so shut the hell up." I said angrily, hating that he did that.

"O...kay. Go ahead, turn it on." He said shakily, shocked by my out burst.

I nodded slowly, turning my attention to the CD player. I switched it on, and found that he had been listening to Claire De Lune. I liked that one.

I smiled to myself, and lent back and closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, we were driving down my street. Conveniant.

"Thanks for the ride Edward. Ur, see you tomorrow, I guess?" I said, hopping out of his car.

"Yes, you most certainly will, he said before driving away.

Weird.

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