Vanilla Salt
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, sadly.
Chapter 2 - Troubles and Blushes.
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A slow but huge yawn escaped Bella's mouth as she tried to pay attention to the teacher in front of the class. She should have skipped to hang out in the washroom when a couple of her friends asked her to but she didn't like entering, knowing that Edward and herself were in there earlier.
'The only time Rebels ever come to class is first period since that's homeroom. They check your name in the list to acknowledge that your here for the full day, since they lock the gates after eight-fifteen, and the rest of the day they go off to hang in the stairwell, in the washrooms or just come to class. Of course it down right bugs the Perfects when we all skip but look-it-here, I'm present!' She thought bitterly. She took a glance to the other side of the room where the Perfects sat, all concentrating hard with what the teacher was talking about. One of the girls felt Bella's stare and looked but only sneering when she saw who it was. 'Eesh.'
Bella's P.o.V
I only sighed, giving her a bored look. She should just realise that we are all equals here. One dad she's going to regret this silly war and wish she become friends with some of the Rebels because a lot of us ain't that bad.
The girl had whispered to the boy in front of her and he turned his attention to me as well. He bent down to take something out of his bag, pulling out a.. oh no. It was junior high all over again! I watched in horror as he ripped off a piece of his paper, put it in his mouth, chew for a good while, take it out and placed it at the end of his straw. Seriously, who carries a damn straw in their bags anyways? Just as I saw him heave for a breath of air, I snapped my binder shut and held it in front of me as my shield. I heard a disgusting splat and lowered the binder, sending a 'Are you kidding me?' look towards his was. He quickly placed the straw away before the teacher could look.
I broke my eraser in half and repeated until it was as small as a nut. I ripped some line paper from my binder, scribbled a note on there and wrapped it around the eraser. Next I took the elastic off my wrist and placed it around my thumb and index finger. Evenly, I placed it on the outsider of the elastic and quickly pulled back and let go. It shot like a shooting star.
"Ouch! Son of a-"
"Mr. Newton, I'll have no swearing in my class room." The teacher eyed him through her thick rimmed glasses before returning to writer on the board.
"Yeah, jeeze, Mike. I'd insult you but you're not bright enough to notice." The people in my circle had been watching the whole scene, of course, and bursted out laughing, unable to contain themselves. I let a small smile on my face while I got up, gather my books, stuffed them in my bag and left. The others followed behind me and I knew the teacher wouldn't stop us since it's normal, for them at least. In my old junior high, you'd get detention for even getting out of your seat unless you had to go bathroom or sharpen your pencil.
We made our way to the already crowded bathroom and I quickly found Alice, sitting on the counter, talking to Emmett.
"Emmett, Emmett, confused about your gender again?" I joked and he gathered me into a tight hug. The girls were use to him coming in here since they know he means no harm. The first time though, boy, there was never ending screams. But he became every one's favourite teddy bear.
"Oh course not. The guys have nothing interesting to talk about anyways. Except for girls."
"Side?"
"Both."
"Ah." I guess it's common for one side to like the other of the opposite sex, even if that opposite sex was your rival.
"Hey Bella, what did you write to that Newton kid?" A girl with short brown hair asked, a silly smile on her face.
"You wrote Newton a note?" Emmett raised a single brow but I shook my head, a grin on my face.
"He took a straw out of his bag and spat a spit ball at me. I used my poor binder as a shield. So I broke up my erase, wrote a note, wrapped that up and fired back at him with my elastic." The girls who didn't attend class laughed while Emmett messed up my hair even more than it was.
"And what did the note say?"
"I have a mini dictionary in my bra. Let's go back to my place and put some words into your mouth." At this, Emmett snorted while Alice hid her laughter behind her hand. Other laughed, some cheered and few whistled.
"You know Bella, he might actually take that seriously."
"Ugh, stupid! I should have known better, poor Mike." I spat sarcastically. Everyone, and that means everyone, knew that Mike Newton liked me since I entered the Academy. Everyday he would leave notes in my locker. I felt bad when I treated him like he's less than me because I have a feeling that he's just one of those family guys that would cherish you. Nah, I'm shitting myself. He's the 'booty call' type of guy. The girl sitting behind him in class today was Jessica Stanely, living proof of this so called 'booty call' Before I entered this school, I heard that he shagged her senseless in the stairwell and she has been trying to hook up with him ever since but he refuses. Poor Jessica.
"Okay, so if he does take the note seriously, what do you plan to do?" Alice asked this time, her voice tight. "There's club activites after school and you still won't join one and I don't think you'll make an exception for this one time."
"I'll be fine. It's just Mike Newton, the string bean. I highly doubt he'll cause harm." Alice just shook her head.
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I waited by the school doors, doing the count down in my head. When I hit zero, the bell rang and the gates automatically opened. People often complained about this school being prison like but the principal, Aro, likes to keep things strict and under control. Except for the Perfect Rebels. Those were beyond his years. I didn't make it ten steps from the door when I suddenly felt a hand grip my arm, pulling me to a stop. Groaning, I thought 'Here it goes.'
"Bella." I turned around and forced a smile.
"Mike, hey."
"I got your note.. "
"No shit, huh?"
"Eh?"
"Nothing, nothing."
"So.. your place or mine? My mansion is twenty minutes from here and we do have sound proof rooms." He wiggled his eye brows up and down. I wanted nothing more than to laugh right now but I bit my tongue and held my ground.
"Y'know Mike, " Dramatic sigh. "Don't take that note seriously. I do it all the time." To Emmett, playfully of course. Than he would burst out that he was glad, insert random male Perfect name, finally confessed his love to him. People wonder if he was gay but he wasn't. The stash under his bed tells all.
"What do you mean?" His hold on my arm tightened. I tried to pull it out of his grasp but no such luck.
"What I mean is not to take the note seriously. It didn't mean anything." By now his hold got extremely painful. And I couldn't pull away either. This must be why Alice was worried. Because even if it's Mike or someone else, they are guys and they will always be stronger. I felt unshed tears sting my eyes.
"Let go of her, Newton." Looking over, I felt my heart flutter but die a little when I saw it was only Edward. This all felt so cheesy, prince charming came to my rescue at the right time. Mike looked like an angry dog in heat but when he saw it was Edward, he instantly backed off.
"Do you have any business with her, Edward?" I could tell he stressed to say the name. Huh.
"In fact, I do."
"Did she toss a note at you too? Sorry but she just told me that-"
"Get away from her or else you'll be missing class tomorrow." His voice chilled every bone in my body and sent my skin crawling. I began to walk away, noticing a lot of students staring at the scene. I heard him walking close behind me. Who else would it be. I made a sharp turn after passing through the gates and walked two blocks from the school. Looking at the time, I sat down and sighed. I walked here pretty fast but it seemed like I still missed the bus. I was usually out until late with Emmett and Alice, I would wait for them to get out of club activities before hanging out.
"So, you throw notes to guys all the time in class?"
"Ugh, why did you stalk me? Don't you have a limo to catch? A BMW to drive home? At least a personal taxi?" He chuckled and sat down beside me.
"I'm just heading in the same direction as you, no harm done. Now about those notes.. " Nosey bastard.
"Oh yeah, I write little notes with pick up lines and throw them at the guys in class. I just wanna get laid so bad after school, checking if there's a better fuck out there than yo-" I was cut off by his hand shooting out and grabbing my hair, pulling back. I was about to let out a cry of pain but his lips covered mine in a heated kiss. His lips were soft against mine, his tongue shyly poking for entrance. I gave it to him and he released his hold on my hair but pulled me in closer. I eventually let my eyes slide shut and let him do what he wants. It felt like an eternity went by before he pulled back, satisfied.
"You're crazy.." I whispered. He didn't have to grab my hair like that. What was he, jealous, or something?
"Just keeping you in your place."
"I'm a dog now?"
"No, of course not." I spat and rubbed my lips furiously.
"Those notes.. "
"Are a lie. I only throw them to my cousin so he can make a fool out of your 'minions'. Today was the first day I threw one to Mike. I didn't expect him to take it seriously." Tell the truth or endure pain again, hmm. I rather not take the pain again, for the third time today.
"I thought that was the case. I was shocked to hear rumours about you and Newton hooking up after school. So shocked, that I just had to check it out for myself. I even skipped out on my club activity.. "
"I'm not going to feel guilty for that nor am I going to thank you."
"You will, with your body tomorrow morning." I couldn't stop the heat flowing to my cheeks. Surely it'll be a noticible bright red. His quiet laughter beside me made sure of that. It was silent again until the bus arrived. I made my way first and made it all the way to the back, sitting down beside some random girl. The bus rolled on shortly and my eyes instantly darted out to the window. Edward was just standing there, hands in pocket with a peaceful smile on. I tried my best to blur the image out of my head the rest of the day.
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"Edward, wait-" It was too late. He had practically ripped off the dress shirt, tossing the tie aside, and began nibbling his way down to my breasts. My short gasps seemed to encourage him on as he effortlessly removed my bra. I couldn't help but look away, too embarrassed by the way my breasts were exposed so freely to him. Even though we did it so many times, it was still just as embarrassing. His skilled fingers flickered a already hard nipple, making me squeak and whither. Next, his mouth latched on and he began to suck, nibble and tease. I arched into him and let out a low moan.
His other hand ran up and down my sides, leaving goosebumps behind, before snaking under my skirt and feeling the hotness between my legs. I let out a surprised noise and pushed against his fingers, wanting more. My body has become so dirty..
"So beautiful.. " He would whisper such words in my ear, day after day. It made me feel happy inside but I would scold myself afterwards.
After a couple of moments he began to pay attention to the other breast and give the same treatment while I tried to hold myself up against the stall wall, moaning. When he was done, I heard him unzip his pants and move my panties to the side. My arms automatically went around his neck and my legs wrapped around his waist.
"Good girl."
I felt him go in slowly, just letting the head in first before he pulled out and made a quick thrust in. It always caught me off guard, making naughty noises escape from my mouth. He would take me by surprise than torture me with slow but sure strokes. It drove me near to insanity. I would feel myself clench onto him, always never wanting to let go but he always got away but he would come back, hard.
Deciding that I wanted things to get over and done with today, I began to suck on his neck, trailing my tongue along his collar bone. This alone made him groan and he began to pick up his pace, hitting the right spot every time. Out of no where, I nibbled on the right side of his collar bone, marking him. Shocked, I pulled back and saw the red mark forming.
"That turns me on." He whispered in my ear and I soon felt him trail his own kisses along my skin and I knew he was leaving a lot of marks on me but I was still shocked that I left one on him. It was the first time it ever happened. Hopefully, the last time too. My thoughts turned to mush when he changed his angle and began to play with my breasts, sucking on one gently before going to the next. I wanted to scream at him, tell him not to be so gentle or I'll.. or I'll fall in love with him. The need to bite my tongue was over ruled by the next set of moans that left my mouth.
Still having my legs wrapped around his waist, he sat down on the toilet and began to bounce my up and down. Once again my eyes shut, too embarrassed to see my breasts bounce in front of his face. He probably didn't mind though, pervert. The heat started to rise. My toes tingled, all the way up to my hairline. In moments my world exploded, chattering. I was about to let out a loud moan but as usual, Edward drowned it out with a kiss. He continued to pump in, going so his release so I kept my eyes shut to enjoy the after waves of pleasure while he finished off.
"Don't close your eyes before the crash, you'll miss the best part. Open up, Bella." Forcefully, I did as I was told because I knew if I didn't, he'd probably tape them open, next time. Next time.. the thought made me tremble. We stared into each other's eyes, out breathing mixed. His green orbs were so deep and mysterious, it sometimes brought myself into a daze.
He quickened his pace and in second, I felt him explode inside me. I gasped as his hot seed entered me but I kept my eyes open. My own eyes widen as I watched the scene before me. Edward had to most blissful look on his face. His eye brows were scrunched together, his eyes shut tight, pink cheeks and mouth slightly parted in a silent groan. He looked beautiful. My heart did leaps while the butterflies went into hyper-mode in my stomach. I continued to watch as he slowly came down from his high.
"Like what you saw?"
"It was okay." His answer was a chuckle. When had he expected a serious answer whenever we were in this kind of position? I made a move to get up and all of his spunk began running down my legs.
"Ugh, next time wear a condom!"
"I like it raw." His cocky smirk made me want to smack him.
"Well your spunk just ruined my school socks for the sixth time and I'm getting low on money. These damn things cost fifteen bucks a pair."
"So I'll buy you a bunch more, no reason to complain."
"No thanks, I can handle my own. And I'm almost out of birth control pills. It's really embarrassing to go to the doctors office to get these, you know!"
"Well stop getting them then."
"Wear the damn condom then."
"I like it raw."
"I'm not getting pregnant."
"I won't mind if you get pregnant. I'll take full responsibility and support you both. You have no reason to go to school here anymore. Your dad is out of the hospital and I'm still paying for his meds."
"I would still like to get an education and I do mind if I get pregnant. Only someone like you would be totally serious about knocking someone up at the age of seventeen."
He watched me grabbed kleenex and wipe myself up but I didn't care. He probably wouldn't say another word to me because that must have been another way for him to ask me out. After I got everything, I readjusted my panties so they were not pushed off to the side and loosely tied my tie that was forgotten. Marching out the stall, I looked myself in the mirror.
"Edward."
"Oh Bella."
"Don't sigh my name like that, you creeper. What did I tell you about leaving marks where people could see them?" He emerged from the bathroom while I pointed to a love mark on the side of my neck which couldn't be hidden by my uniform. He came up behind me and started to button up the dress shirt. I stayed motionless, letting him do what he wants. It's either that or get harassed more. His finger began to poke at the mark and massage it. I slapped his hand away and took my tie off.
"This should do it then." I tied the tie around my neck, making it look like a big black ribbon. He frowned at my attempts to hide his 'claim' on me. But the frown was gone as soon as it was there and replaced by a smile. He tugged his shirt open a bit to reveal the mark I left on him. My face went hot.
"This makes me happy. It's the first time you did such a thing." I couldn't speak. Because he REALLY did look happy about it. Without another word, I grabbed my school bag and stormed out of the bathroom and to my locker, waiting for homeroom to be done so I can go to my next class.
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"So yesterday in club activities, Emmett screams a girly scream "BLOODY MURDER" when he 'accidentally' spilled red paint all over a Perfect!" Alice explained, a wide grin on her face. I started to burst out in laughter and gave Emmett, who was sitting right beside me, a thumbs up. The Perfects on the other side of the room gave us dirty looks, obviously hearing about the news while Rebels giggled all around us.
"Settle down class! Perfects, pay attention. Rebels, keep it quiet." The teacher spoke, waited a couple seconds to get his act together before speaking from a book. There was movement in front of Emmett's desk and I believe there was not one person in class not missing this moment. Even the teacher seem to be shocked. NO ONE sat in front of Emmett. Because of a number of reasons. Some of them being that he had the habit of playing tricks on the person, make them laugh out loud during a quiet time in class or just right out bug them. But a Perfect had the nerve to sit in front of him. And it was the Ice Queen, Edward's cousin, Rosalie Cullen. I heard she got the nickname because of her personality. She stared at me, he blue eyes piercing but I saw no harm in them. And ever so slowly, she took the elastic out of her hair, letting her golden curls fall loosely around her shoulders. She gave it a shake for effect, like a Herbal Essence commercial. Next, she undid the first two buttons of her dress shirt, took it out of her skirt and loosened her tie. Most shockingly, she sent a shy smile in my direction.
Rebels seemed to b e in a standstill while the Perfects let out gasps. I glanced towards Alice, who had a growing smile on her face, than towards Emmett, who couldn't contain the blush from appearing on his cheeks. I turned back to the blond and grinned.
"Welcome to the Rebels!"
Rebels throughout the class cheered, stomping their feet to create a drum effect, clapping and whistling. A few even rushed out to tell other Rebels in other classes. The Perfects had a couple looks of defeat, a lot of them were cursing and glaring in our direction. The teacher finally got even to settle down after half an hour. The joy I felt now was so great, this was the first time something had ever happened. We won someone to our side. Alice and I moved our desks so they were up by Emmett's and the new girl.
"So Rosalie, what are your reasons for the change? Don't take it the wrong way, I'm really glad but I am also curious." After she told us the reason, I smiled like a dork.
"I'm so glad someone else thinks of that too! Silly Rebel Perfect crap! Well, we'll clean up the mess before we graduate, hopefully." Rosalie nodded and turned towards Emmett.
"Hi, I'm Rosalie but you can call me Rose. What's your name?" I looked towards my cousin to find that he still had that silly school girl blush on his cheeks. I had to elbow him in the ribs to get him to snap out of it.
"E-Emmett Swan! I'm Bella's c-cousin."
"Oh, I see. Cute." That sent him into another round of stares. Alice leaned over and started to whisper.
"They so have to hook up. It's love at first sight! Puppy love! Maybe he'll even stop acting gay." I couldn't help but laugh lightly. Yes, they would make a great couple.
At lunch time, many Perfects stopped to stare at Rosalie, not believing she would really head over to our side while many Rebels greeted her with open arms. We were gathered in our original booth, chatting away at random subjects until a shadow fell over us. When I turned, it was no one other than Edward Cullen. An elegant eye brow was raised as he held his tray in front of me. Did he want to sit down? Here?
"You're at the wrong table, Perfect." Emmett growled out but Rosalie placed her hand on his arm.
"Can he sit for a bit? He's my cousin." Emmett couldn't argue back. It looks like he very much wanted to but he held his nodded his head forward and I sighed, scooching over so he could sit down. He made he sure to get comfortably close to be, thigh to thigh and hip to hip, before talking.
"So, Rose, how is it like now, being a Rebel?" His hand rested causally on my upper thigh. If casually meant running circles with his fingers which send tingles to every nerve in my body.
"It's been great so far. Really unexpected. I was greeted with open arms. Seriously. I don't know if there's not a Rebel that has not hugged me today." She beamed at her cousin but I could see her eyes shifting between us, quickly.
"I see. No regrets, what so ever?"
"None. You Perfects are really uptight, Rebels are so laid back and we actually talk about stuff that don't relate to money, much." His hand tightened on my thigh and I wanted to smack it away but knew people would see. Well it seems like he's pissed that his own cousin dissed his side of the field. Heh.
"What will Uncle Carlisle and Auntie Esme think of you?" He drawled out in a dangerous tone, a smirk breaking across his face.
"You don't scare me, Edward. Your parents love me to death and I know they will only want me to be happy."
"Whoa, you saw through his bluff! Smooth move, Rose!" The hand now was gripping me painfully tight. No doubt it would leave a mark later but this was totally worth it. As casually as I could, I laid my hand on top of his and he instantly released his death grip. Check mate. I dug my nails into his skin, earning myself a hiss.
"Edward, are you okay?" Rosalie asked while she got up, ready to check him out.
"I'm fine, you can sit back down. It must be the air around here. Rebels do smell so it's hard to breathe." Frowning, I lifted the hem of my shirt, placed it in front of my nose and took a whiff. The only thing I smelt was my laundry detergent and my perfume, Ocean Lounge by Escada. The fabric was instantly ripped from my hands. Shocked, I saw Edward pulling it back down, his eyes wild. Everyone at our table stared at him as well as a few other people who had been watching the moment he sat down. He seemed to notice this and snap out of out it, standing and taking his tray.
"Next time keep your shirt down, your stomach was showing. Even if you're lower than me, I cannot allow a lady to degrade herself like that in public." My mouth popped open, surprised. After he left, Rosalie started laughing.
"Edward will never change. Even though the Rebels are his enemy, he makes sure to be a gentlemen for the ladies. And your stomach was showing, as well as a lacy purple bra.. "
"Shh!" I hushed her but they laughed anyways. I knew he was going to 'punish' me tomorrow morning for it. I just knew it.
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A/N: Omg, another chapter done. I think I might like this story. Dun dun dun! Well I was about to go to bed at 6am in the morning (I usually pull all nighters when writers stuff) when suddenly I had to urge to write so I got most of this done within four hours. Hah.
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