Ch.10

"You look really pretty today Bella." Jake articulated after he finished his food, he'd been spending the entire time looking down my top.

"Thanks."

"So why are you dressing up to go to Forks?" Oh crap. I didn't even really think about that. Oh well because Edward Cullen said to wear something sexy, and secretly I have this think for sexist assholes. Oh yeah, Jake would love that.

"It was just the first thing I pulled out my closet." I hoped he would accept it.

"Gotcha" The silent ensued as we both exited the car and walked into our first bells.

Anatomy had moved on to Sensory systems, I remembered this part too so I half way listened to the lector but mostly just slumped over and dosed off. I think Mike tired multiple times to through notes at me but I just stayed slumped over so I'd have an excuse for not wanting to pass notes with him. I picked at my nail polish completely picking off all the dark purple.

The sad state of my nails made me pull the nail file out of my bag which I promptly started using completely blocking the lecture out. I didn't think Mr. Green would care, and I was right.

Class was over quickly, well not too quickly but I bolted as quickly as I could hoping that Mike wouldn't be able to catch me. He was kind of reminding me of a golden retriever like he just followed you and was so happy and so not me.

I rounded the corner to building three and in my rush to run out of Anatomy I had left my fleece off and I just carried it out. Exposing the back of my dress made me rush even more to trig, even though Mike would be there too. And SNAP… The elastic on the back of my dress was pulled back and snapped back into my skin.

"You mother fucking, bitch, asshole, skank." In my fury I had just decided to cover all of the bases.

"Oh really." I was becoming increasingly more familiar with that cocky sarcastic tone. Edward.

"What the hell Bitch?"

"Sorry." For a second he actually looked remorseful.

"You should be."

"So before you freaked out, I was going to ask you if you wanted to skip with me? I figured with your record of multiple murders, felony drug trafficking charges, and soliciting arrests, you could do something as minor as skipping."

"What the fuck Cullen? I know the soliciting arrests is just something you came up with because you want it to be true."

"So is that a yes or a no?" At the moment he finished the bell clanged twice signaling me already being late for class.

"Fine yes, but if Charlie finds out I'm blaming you."

"Charlie won't find out. Come with me and look sick." We walked, well Edward waltzed in and I kind stumped faking sick. I clutched my stomach and tried to look pale, which with my heritage wasn't exactly a sign of sickness.

"Mrs. Cope, I'm afraid in her excited to get to trigonometry poor Isabella forgot her coat, and got quite a chill. I think the best think would be for her to go relax and maybe get checkout by a doctor." Edward definitely had a way with words, and honestly it didn't hurt him that Mrs. Cope looked like she wanted to rip her pants off right here for him.

"I think that will be acceptable Mr. Cullen, I hope Dr. Cullen had time to examine her." She shot me a look that wasn't horrid but I could tell she wasn't so happy about letting me out of class as she was about letting Edward out.

We walked out and as soon as I was out of Mrs. Cope's view I straightened up and stopped grabbing my stomach like a preggo lady.

I automatically walked to my car, but as I got half way to it Edward yanked my air to an isle over.

"I think my cars a little nicer." Oh hell no. He so didn't go there. Really? His car is better than mine. He might have just threatened my whole existence. But I gave him the benefit of the doubt as he lead me to the last spot in the isle, behind a giant white child molester unmarked van.

Aston Martin Vanquish. Shit. He won.

"What? A vanquish? They don't even make these anymore."

"I got it for my 15th. I love it." He smiled as I walked around looking at the rims and at the racing contour of the car body.

I walked up as he was looking back at the school and I grabbed his shoulder, "Come on I'll show you mine."

"Oh what? A green punch buggies? Maybe a minivan?" He questioned as I walked over to mine.

"Yeah right, I've got better taste than you think. Asshole."

"Oh really. A prius? You kinda strike me as green freak."

At that moment I pointed to my parked Aston Martin V12. "Nice isn't it."

Edward looked ultimately shocked, "I never would have guessed Ms. Bella" He walked around my car in a similar fashion, but paused completely as he got to my wheels. They were a custom order from Phil when I hadn't stopped bugging him about them. The super fine spokes looked almost solid when they were spinning, where let's face it they were most of the time.

"So Edward, Yours or mine?" I clicked the unlock button and grabbed the handle.

"Mine." He blocked the door with his denim clad leg and grabbed my wrist and pulled me back over to the other isle. My hand draped over his shoulder as I followed behind him even though I am fully capable of finding my way back to his car.

He opened the door for me as we reached it which was in direct conflict with his normal sarcastic and jerkish ways was the immense chivalry he was now portraying.

He jumped in and started the engine roaring out of the school parking lot. He pulled onto the 101 and raced down the highway at speed over 100, but oddly as much of control freak I was I felt complete at ease with Edward driving.

We had only been on the road for like 5 minutes when I asked

"Where are we going Edward?"

"Wouldn't you like to know." And back comes the asshole.

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