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Chapter Three: Sop Him Up with a Biscuit

To say I was not prepared for my first day at Pratt Academy would be understatement. I was a nervous wreck. I just knew that I was going to make a fool out of myself. I was gonna trip and fall on my face, or stutter when asked to introduce myself to the class. Heck, I even have visions of my skirt getting stuck in my knickers as I walked down the hallway with toilet paper stuck to my shoe.

We had to wear uniforms to school, so at least I didn't have to worry about wearing the right outfit. I wouldn't stand the idea of sticking out more like a sore thumb than I was already going to. The uniform was actually quite flattering, but Alice insisted that was not the case with everyone.

"Just wait til you see it on Tanya and Heidi. I mean, I understand trimming a few inches off the bottom of the skirt, but if they were to sneeze, you'd see their snatches."

"Their what?" I asked confused.

"Their snatch." She looked at me dumbfounded. "Their cooter, beaver, kitty cat, pussy…Their vagina, Bella."

"Oh…why would they want to show that?"

"Because they are whores who like the attention. Trust me, we will stay away from them. Tanya likes to think that she is the queen bee, ala, Blair Waldorf, but we all know that Rosalie Hale actually holds that title."

"Who is Rosalie?"

"She is Aro Hales daughter. Aro seems to think he owns half of Manhattan, but really it only like an 8th. Rose isn't bad, but she totally fits the mold of a stuck up, rich bitch. Just don't get on her bad side and you shouldn't have anything to worry about."

I swallowed the lump in my throat. This was just too much information to take in, in too little of time.

Alice smiled sweetly at me. "Don't worry, Bella. I promise that you will fit right in. I'll make sure of it.

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Thirty minutes later, Alice and I stepped out onto the grounds of Pratt Academy. It was just as beautiful as my mind had conjured up. It had a very French feel to it. It was an old stone building that actually had gargoyles perched on the roof. The courtyard was meticulously landscaped with lush rose bushes. There was a huge fountain that sat directly in the middle of it.

That is where Alice was headed. So that is where I followed.

She walked right into a group of people and immediately commanded attention. "Everybody, this is my cousin, Bella."

A chorus of "Hi Bella" rang through my ears.

"Bella, this is Jessica, Mike, Angela, Ben, Eric, and Jane. Of course, you've already met Jasper and Edward."

I waved my hand awkwardly at everyone.

"So, Bella is going to be living with me until we graduate. That means, that everyone needs to make her feel welcome and comfortable. Okay?"

There were nods of agreement.

"Do we understand Jane?"

"Yea, I understand. Sorry, I was distracted for a minute."

Distracted? What had her distracted? And that's when I realized that Edward had one of his hands up her skirt. I felt my face flush a million shades of red. How could someone do that in public? I mean, is that like public indecency or something. As I pulled my eyes away from his disappearing hand, I found myself caught in his line of vision. He held my gaze for a moment before he smirked at me. I then watched him pull his hand from under her skirt and bring it up to his nose. He took big whiff of his fingers before putting two of them in his mouth. All the while, he was holding my gaze.

I wanted to be sick at the sight, but oddly enough, all I felt was a heated tingle between my legs. Shaking my head, I turned my attention to Alice. "Don't I need to go to the administration's office to get my class schedule?"

"Umm, yea. Do you need help getting there?" she asked. I could tell she really didn't want to leave her friends, but would if I asked her to.

"No, that's all right. I'm sure I can find my way. I'll see you later okay?" With that, I retreated from the group, but not before hearing a female voice say, "Well, isn't she adorable. Country as dirt, and pretty as a peach. The guys are going to eat her alive."

I felt a blush cover my face again. I had to somehow get my blushing under control. There wasn't a choice. I couldn't walk around looking like a tomato all day, every day.

I found the administration office pretty easily. I quickly grabbed my schedule and decided that I would walk around the school. I figured that it wouldn't hurt to find all of my classes ahead of time, so that I wasn't walking around like a chicken with my head cut off, when it came to go to each class. I easily found my first two classes; English and World Geography. It was a little more difficult to find my German Language class, as it was outside of the main building. Biology and Trigonometry were the easiest because they were directly across from each other .My last class was a Physical Education credit of Fencing.

I was expected to take Fencing? They wanted me to build fences? What kind of P.E. is that?

As I was making my way back to the courtyard, the first bell rang, signaling the start of school. Turning back the other direction, I made my way to my English class. Even though, I was already in the building when the bell rang, I was somehow one of the last to make it to class. As I walked in, I felt all eyes on me.

The teacher looked up from his desk. Pushing his glasses up onto his nose, he asked, "And who are you?"

"Ummm…I'm Bella-Marie, I mean, I'm Bella Swan." I stuttered stupidly.

"Well, Bella, take a seat."

I looked out to the class and found an empty seat. I quickly made my way down the aisle, but before I reach the desk, I tripped. No, let me rephrase that, I was tripped.

Giggling ensued. "Aww, look at the little hill-billy. She can't even stand up on her own two feet."

I stood up and straightened my skirt before looking at the girl whose foot had purposely tripped me. I smiled at her and said, "I know, I am so clumsy sometimes. But for further reference. Hilly-billy's are from Arkansas. I am from Louisiana, so that makes a country bumpkin or a coon ass. Think your little brain can remember that?"

The room erupted with laughter.

"Ohhh, you are going to pay for…"

Just then the teacher interrupted my offenders rant. "That's enough chit chat. Take your seat please Miss Swan."

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and sat in the first available seat.

"Don't worry about Heidi," a voice said over my shoulder. "She's only messing with you, because you intimidate her."

God, that was the most beautiful voice I had ever heard. I peeked over my shoulder and came face to face with utter perfection. He was supernaturally beautiful. Sleek, black hair that had the shag perfected. Piercing , blue eyes that you could almost see through. And his lips, goodness gracious, I was having a naughty fantasy of those lips on mine at that very moment. I wanted to sop him up with a biscuit.

I guess I had that deer in the headlights look on my face because he smirked and shook his head at me.

"Anyway, I am Damon Salvator, and that bitch you just had the pleasure of meeting is Heidi McCarty."

I smile. "Oh, she's a joy. I just know we are gonna be great friends."

His smile grew. "That accent is just adorable when coupled with your sarcastic wit."

"Yes, well I detect an accent on you to," I say. I am trying to flirt, but I am not very good at it.

"Well you would now wouldn't you. I was raised in Virginia, and lived in Atlanta for a while. I have gotten pretty good at hiding the accent, but it tends to emerge when there is another Southerner in the mist."

"Ahhh, Virginia. Pretty state. I am much fonder of Louisiana though. Can't get any better than some good Cajun food, and what city in the US can give you the diversity that New Orleans can?"

Damon smiled at me. "I've never been to New Orleans. Maybe you can take me one day."

I blushed because I am positive now that he is flirting with me. It shocks me, because he was way out of my league. Like leaps and bounds more attractive and confident than I was.

"Yea, maybe," I said. I tucked my hair behind my ear. "I better pay attention to this lecture. I have no idea how behind I am going to be here."

"Okay, well it was great talking to you Bella."

"You too, Damon." I blush like an idiot as I turn away from him and face the teacher.

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The next two hours went off without incident. World Geography seemed like it should be a cake walk as long as you to the lecture notes and were good at putting puzzles together. I was actually shocked to find that I was ahead of the learning curb in German. Most of the students were pretty clueless, where as I was semi-fluent. I was confident that even with my accent, I could ace the German class.

As I was walking out of German class, I noticed that there was a group of girls ahead of me. They were looking directly at me, and I could tell whatever they were saying wasn't pleasant. As they got closer to me, one of them stepped out in from of the others.

She was really pretty. She had strawberry blond hair, and peaches and cream skin. She had a light splattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks, and dark blue eyes. Seems pretty innocent looking, right? However, she looked like she shopped in the toddler department for her clothes. They were so ridiculously small, tight, and short, that I was positive she was about to show all her lady bits to half of the student body.

"Hey, I'm Tanya," she said, looking at her fingernails as if they were more interesting than me.

"Hi, Tanya. I'm Bella."

"Ahh, yes I know. So Heidi here tells me that you were flirting with Damon this morning."

I blush. "No, we weren't flirting. He was just being friendly. We just introduced ourselves and talked about both being from the South."

"Yea, well stay away from Damon. He was way above your social higharchy here. You see, Damon and myself are up here." She put her hand up by her head. "And you, you are down here," she added, putting her hand down by hip. "You are never going to fit in here. You are aware of that, right?"

I nodded my head, because honestly, she wasn't lying. I was never going to be a New Yorker. I was a Southern Louisiana girl to my bones, and it was something that I didn't really want to change about myself. I was as country as cornflakes and proud of it. However, the way she spoke to me was as if it was an insult to my intelligence.

I looked her straight in the eye and replied, "If fitting in here means that I have to put up with the likes of you, then I don't wanna fit in. I'd rather be put in a field with a bull wearing red, then to call you a friend."

"You're going regret ever coming to this school."

"Oh, shut up, Tanya. What has Bella done to get your panties in a twist?" Edward asked as he slung his arm over Tanya's shoulder.

"Oh, nothing, Eddie. You know how I hate posers, and she is obviously a poser." Tanya replied, batting her eyes at Edward.

"Why would you say that? She seems pretty authentic to me. I mean, you can't fake corn-pon."

Tanya laughed, "I know, right? But no, I wasn't talking about where she was from. I am talking about who she is trying to associate with. She thinks she can just come in here and be accepted just because she's Ali's cousin. She thinks that we can't tell that she was poorer than the dirt on the bottom of my shoe before Mr. Brandon took her in. But everybody knows they only did it out of obligation."

Edwards eyes darted to mine to see my reaction. Did it hurt? Absolutely. Was it true? Probably. Was I gonna let them see that it hurt me? Not a chance in hell.

"Oh, come on now, Tanya. You weren't born into money either. Your mommy married a millionaire and you enjoy the benefits. Bella her just lost both of her parents, I think she deserves a little leniency."

Edward met my eyes again, but I quickly turned my head away. I didn't need him defending me.

"Don't worry, Edward. It's all right," I said before looking at Tanya. "You think I don't realize what a burden I am to my family. I do realize it. However, I am grateful for their hospitality and I will take none of it for granted. So you can stay you pretty little stuck up self, with your nose pointed upward. In fact, I hope you drown in the next rainstorm."

With that I turned and walked in the direction of the cafeteria. As soon as my eyes found Alice's, I was instantly relieved. I quickly grabbed a slice of pizza, an apple, and an ice tea, before sitting down next to her at the lunch table.

"So, how is everything going so far?" she asked bouncing in her seat.

"Not that bad. I met a really cute guy."

"Oh, really? Who?" She looked ready to piss her pants.

"Ummm…it is nothing really, he was just nice to me, and we have a little bit in common."

"Come on, Bella, spit it out. Who is it?"

"Damon Salvator."

Her eyes got really big.

"What?" I asked.

"Damon Salvator is a really great guy, but be careful who see's you talking to him. Tanya has been trying to get him under her claws since he transferred here last year. He hasn't given her the time of day. So be aware, if it gets on their radar that Damon is into you…it could mean trouble for you."

"Yea, well that already happened. First that Heidi girl tripped me in English, Then Tanya cornered me and told me that Damon was way out of my league to forget about him ever having interest in me."

"Ugh, she's such a bitch. And don't worry about Heidi. Emmett is her brother, and Jasper and Edward are great friends with him. Once you met him, he will take you under his wing, and make sure his bratty little sister leaves you alone."

"Speaking of Edward, he stood up for me back there with the Tanya incident. I mean he insulted me in the same sentence as he was telling them to leave me alone, but he did help to ease the tension."

Alice smiled. "Edward might be a jerk, but he won't stand for a weaker person being attacked by someone who thinks they own the school. He is an ass, but he has a good heart in there somewhere."

Just then, I felt someone seat down next to me. "You don't care if I seat down next to you do ya, Miss Swan ?" Edward asked in his pathetic southern accent.

I rolled my eyes and said, "Might as well, you are already sitting there."

"Hey, don't be a bitch. I just saved you ass from a verbal beat down you were about to get from Tanya."

"Really, is that what you did? I thought you just joined in on the ridiculing, just disguising it as caring."

He looked offended. "Is that the kind of person you think I am?"

"I don't know what kind of person you are, Edward. I don't know you at all." I replied looking him dead in the eye.

"Well, how about we change that. We should go out tonight. Together. Alone. Get to know one another. What do you say? Will you let me show you that I am really not the asshole I come across as?"

I stared at him for a few minutes. Did he just ask me on a date? I mean, it's my first day here and already he wants to get to know me better. Was this some kind of joke?

"I mean, if you don't want to go, I understand. It's the first day of school and all. I can imagine how overwhelmed you are." He looked like he was getting frustrated.

"No, I would love to go. I am just shocked that you asked," I replied honestly.

"What? Why would you be shocked?"

"Well, you haven't exactly been nice to me, and what you did this morning to Jane, well I guess I thought you were spoken for."

He laughed out loud. "You have so much to learn about New York…Anyway, so your answer is yes, you will go on a date with me, tonight?"

I turn my head to look at Alice only to find that her eyes are as big as saucers and she is nodding her head enthusiastically.

I look back to Edward. "Yes, tonight sounds great."

"Awesome, I'll pick you up from Alice's at seven sharp." With that he got up and left the table, but not before grabbing my apple and taking a bit of it.

Alice grabbed my arm and said, "Did Edward really just ask you out on a date?"

I nodded.

"Like a real date? No party or group outing, but just you and him date?"

"Yea."

"Wow...he has never done that before. Edward Cullen doesn't date. He just flirts with girls at parties, gets in their pants and then takes off. And now you have a freaking date with him. You must've put some voo doo spell on him."

I laughed it off. I couldn't possibly be that different from the rest of the girls here. Needless to say, I was on pins and needles until the end of school, so that I could get home get ready for my first New York date. With Alice's help of course.

Leave me some love...Are there any Vampire Diaries lovers out there? I am! Actually it's mainly just Damon that I am in love with. What do you guys think of him being a main character in the story? He will be the only non-twilight character, but I have desperately wanted to write him into a story, but I just couldn't get myself to write a VD fan-fiction.