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Chapter Nine
Fist Fights and Fire Alarms

Alice had reluctantly agreed to keep her mouth shut but I knew just how hard that would be. I expected Edward to find out by the end of the week with the help of his gift. Alice would more than likely mention it to Jasper so I don't really know why I asked her not to mention it to anyone. But it was alright. Just as long as Mister High and Mighty didn't find out...

Honestly, could Edward just not take the hint that I supposedly didn't remember who he was? I didn't want him in my life no matter how much I needed him in the past.

"Watch it," I heard Lacey MacDonald growl as I bumped into her on my way into the cafeteria. I tried to steady myself on my crutches. Lacey and I didn't get along ever since she went away the summer before seventh to summer camp, came back with breasts and turned out to be a total bitch. Now I couldn't walk down the halls without being insulted by the anorexic bimbo.

"Why don't you just move the hell out of my way?" I snapped back. Most people would cower away from Lacey and her posse of cheerleaders, whose breasts were as fake as Barbie's but I didn't.

"And if I don't?" Lacey snarled. "Are you going to run home crying to Mommy?" I could feel my teeth grinding together at the mention of my mother. This was how it had always been since my mother died. A jab at her but it usually ended up with Lacey on the ground, bleeding profusely. "Oh wait. I forgot." I glared at her as she laughed. She reminded me of the vampire, Victoria, who had tried to kill me in my past life. Pure evilness with a really hideous, high-pitched laugh. "She's dead."

I tried to control my erratic breathing and tried not to concentrate on the fact that the entire cafeteria was silent as my classmates watched from the sidelines. I didn't need to be a vampire to know that the Cullens were staring from behind me . Edward was probably staring at me so hard that he might've been able to burn holes into my back. He was too protective and he was always the one to take care of my problems.

Well, just watch me now, Edward Cullen.

"And where's your father, MacDonald?" I growled. I crossed my arms over my chest and narrowed my eyes even more at my nemesis. "Oh wait. I forgot." I gave her the same dramatic pause that she had given me. "On top of his secretary because your own mother doesn't give him what he desires."

Gasps filled the cafeteria, along with Emmett's laughter. I stared up at Lacey and waited for a reaction. Her fists clenched and unclenched at my remark. It was time that she got off her high horse. It was time that the teachers realized that I was always provoked.

"What did you say?" she growled in a low voice. She could've been a vampire by her tone. It was filled with venom.

"You heard me!" I shouted. "Your father is banging your boyfriend's mother!" More gasps filled the room and I chewed on the inside of my cheek. I didn't like that I had to hurt someone else. Taylor Concord wasn't a bad guy, like most jocks. He stuck up for the underdog around here.

"You're lying," Lacey whispered in a hurt voice. I could sense that the tears were about to spill over her eyes but I didn't care. I would get my kicks while I still could, especially now since I never got the chance to tell Lauren Mallory off.

"Oh am I?" I mocked. "That's funny. You know how most of Olympia likes to gossip, Lace. Even if it is a pretty big city. For the past three months, your father and his secretary have been at the top of the charts."

"Bella,stop it!" I heard Jenna hiss. From the corner of my eye, I could see her standing in the lunch line with Mitchell Nuss and Amanda Wyatt. They had no problems with Lacey. They all were friends with her but Jenna's demand didn't stop my tongue. I kept on going.

"You may be the Queen Bee, MacDonald," I growled. "But you can't bully me around like you do everyone else! Haven't you learned the first three thousand times?"

Lacey drew an intake of breath and narrowed her eyes. Tears no longer threatened to spill over. Just anger was present. Her fists balled up and much too quickly for me to react, her right fist collided with the left side of my face.

I was knocked off my feet by the blow and as I looked up at Lacey, who was glaring down at me, I suddenly felt proud. Lacey had never punched me before. It was nice to know that she had it in her.

"You should be underground with your mother," Lacey hissed. "No one wants you around here, Isabella. You're nothing. Your own father can't even stand the sight of you! I don't blame him, of course. You're not pretty. You're incredibly clumsy. You're just a Plain Jane. Everyone will rejoice once your number is up."

Her words infuriated me even more than usual. How could anyone take jabs at a dead person and then wish someone else dead? I knew the Cullens would be more than gladly to take Lacey out. I could even picture Edward fidgeting at his place in the cafeteria.

Standing back up on my feet, trying to hide my pain from both foot and hand, I rubbed my bruising cheek before pouncing at Lacey. I pinned her to the ground, more than happy that I could easily overpower her thanks to my eating habits. "You're a bitch, Lacey MacDonald," I nearly screamed. I fought back my treacherous tears. I wouldn't let anyone see me cry.

I brought my fist back and punched Lacey in the nose. But that wasn't enough this time. A bloody nose just wouldn't do. I brought the same fist back as I held her down with my other and kept on punching.

Retreat. Punch. Retreat. Punch. Retreat. Punch. Retreat.

I went to hit her again until I was roughly pulled off of her.

"Miss Swank!" A voice said. It was filled with authority.

Cautiously, I turned my eyes away from Lacey's bloody face and looked up. My gaze locked with that of Principal Baxter, or Harry as I've come to call him.

"How's it going, Harry?" I asked in the most casual voice I could muster. I heard Emmett let out another laugh, but this time it was much more controlled.

Harry glared at me and I tried to smile. His eyes narrowed even more. "My office," he ordered. "Now."

I didn't move from my spot until I was forcefully dragged out of the cafeteria by the arm. The noise of chatter didn't start back up until we were out.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Harry snapped. "Hitting one of Olympia High's most prized students like that."

"She provoked me!" I choked out. "What was I supposed to? Let her insult my mother? You people don't do anything about it!"

Harry shoved me into his office once we reached the end of the hall. "Have a seat," he demanded as he walked around to his desk. "I'm afraid I'll have to call your father."

"Great!" I exclaimed cheerfully, plopping down into a comfy leather chair. "We'll make a party out of it, shall we? Hmm…" I tapped my chin with my index finger as if I was in thought. "I wander how he'll react to the news that Lacey MacDonald insulted his dead wife and wished death upon his only daughter. That should go over well with the police chief."

I was too busy babbling on that I didn't realize that Harry already had a conversation with my father. He slammed his phone down, angrily.

"What I am going to do with you, Bella?" Harry asked. He intertwined his fingers and placed them in front of him on his desk. I crossed my arms and propped my feet up on his desk, only for them to be swatted off. I hid my wince from the pain. "You're being completely disrespectful!"

"Harry. Harry. Harry. How many times must we go over this?" I leaned forward and looked right into Harry's eyes. "Every time Lacey ends up on the ground is because of her insulting my mother. I've told you this time and time again but yet you still don't take action."

"We have. She says she didn't say anything."

"Oh? So I just hit her for my own enjoyment?"

"Do you?"

I thought for a moment and a grin slowly appeared on my face. "Well, maybe just a little bit."

"First, it was skipping classes. Then drinking and smoking pot on the football field. There were also the fist fights with the cheerleaders and the football team. What's next, Bella? Sex behind the school during Prom?"

"Hey, thanks for the idea."

"Cut the crap, Swank. If you keep this up, I'll have to expel you."

"I could always use the vacation. Thanks for the generous offer."

I stood from my seat and turned to leave at the worst possible time. Charlie was there and he was far beyond angry. All hope of reasoning with him was thrown out the window. "Punching Lacey in the face?" he accused as he closed the door, blocking my getaway.

"She deserved it," I mumbled with a sigh. Charlie groaned and took a seat. I sat in the one I had once been occupying, arms once again crossed.

"Give me the verdict," Charlie urged.

"Detention everyday," Harry began. I knew it was far from over with him. He would drag this out as long as humanly possible. "Until January plus a week of suspension."

At least I still got the vacation.

Harry was about to add more onto my punishment when the fire alarm went off. Water began to spray down from the sprinklers and I could smell the faintness of smoke. I couldn't help smiling. I doubted that this was an actual fire.

Chances are it was a breakout.

Charlie and Harry scrabbled from their seats and darted out the door. I stood in my spot for a minute, relishing in the water.

However, a tap on the window brought me out of my happy trance. I looked over to see Emmett grinning like a madman as he waved. "Come on," he urged. I didn't respond as he pushed the window open from the outside. "Let's get out of here."

I laughed and climbed through window with help from Emmett. "Nice job," I laughed as he slung me onto his back and took off running. It was surprising how the speed of a vampire didn't bother me like it did before. I loved the wind in my face. "Whose idea? Yours? Alice's?"

"Rosalie's," Emmett barked with laughter. "Can you believe it?"

"Who knew she had it in her?" I laughed over the wind. "Was the fire hers too?"

"Nah," Emmett replied. I looked around. We were already in the woods.

"So then… whose was it?"

"Mine of course!"

I should've known that Emmett would've had a part in breaking out the jailbird. It was too much like him but Rosalie? I didn't know she liked me enough to help me out in any kind of situation.

"Where are we going?"

"You're hanging with the vampires today."

I cringed at the word, trying to hide the fact that I had most of my memories restored thanks to Jacob. "Great," I muttered.

We came to an abrupt halt once we arrived at the new Cullen home. I could see it better now that unconsciousness and darkness didn't block my vision.

"Are they all here?" I asked. I wobbled slowly forward, stumbling here and there but Emmett was right there to catch me at the right time. I made a note to ask Carlisle for some painkillers, the fist fight and Harry's rough touch seemed to make the pain pretty unbearable.

"Oh yeah," Emmett laughed. He lifted me in his arms to help me up the steps of the porch.

"Even Edward?" I asked just as the door flew off the door hinges.

Speak of the devil and he shall appear…

Edward stood in the doorway, glaring at me. He stepped forward and Emmett placed me carefully in his arms.

"Traitor," I hissed at Emmett. The giant oaf just laughed.

Edward carried me into the living room. Rosalie, Jasper and Alice were all grinning. Carlisle was no where in sight and Esme looked totally pissed off. Whether it was hearing about me fighting at school or the broken door I didn't know. Perhaps it was both.

"Got her out of there before Baxter could carry on with the punishment," Emmett grinned proudly. He took a seat beside Rosalie.

"So nice to see you again, dear," Esme smiled at me. Her pissed off look returned as she looked at Edward. "You're buying me another door."

"Yes, ma'am," Edward groaned. He placed me down beside Alice and took a seat next to me.

It was quiet for a few moments and my injuries roared with excruciating pain.

Stupid, shiny Volvo owner…

Stupid, unreliable vampire was more like it!

I was in pain all because of the idiot who sat beside me. If he would've just changed me like he promised then I wouldn't have to go through all this.

It was time to make Edward Cullen pay…

"I have a better idea!" I exclaimed. Alice burst out laughing and Edward stared at me with wide eyes. Great. I'm glad he saw her vision!

Esme looked at me with complete curiosity but didn't say a word. "How about instead of him just going out and buying you a new door he works it off?" I asked. Rosalie, Jasper and Emmett joined in Alice's laughter. "He could get a job; do chores… at human speed."

Everyone but Alice let out a gasp. It was then I had realized what I said.

They all knew that I had my memory back.