How did you guys like the double update? :). don't except that every week though. Okay, guys. i really like this chapter. it shows Bella's more flirty and demanding side. it might be a little long than the others because once i started writing it, i couldn't stop. i hope you guys enjoy reading as much as i enjoy writing it. also, you asked for it and here it is, there's another scene in here. and as for the title, i couldn't think of anything better. thanks for all the reviews and keep it please and thank you. okay, enough of me.
6. Teasing
I sat in a daze. I couldn't comprehend what had happen. He said he likes me but doesn't want to act on it? I understood where he was coming from, but still, it made no scents. If you really wanted to be with someone, something as little as age shouldn't matter. I mean it was only six years. There were people married with a bigger difference than ours. I guess the difference between them and us is… a ringing interrupted my thoughts. I reached in my pocket and grabbed my phone.
"Hello." My voice seemed a bit off.
"Bella, where are you?" I heard Alice's voice come through the speaker.
I wasn't sure. I looked around and saw I was sitting on my bed in my room. I was in such dazed by confusion that I wasn't sure how I got there. The last thing I remember was leaving the school completely shocked at what happen. "Home." I answered.
"Okay. I got worried when you didn't call."
"Sorry. I was lost in thought." I don't know what it was, but my voice still sounded off. It sounded cracked, tired…sad.
"Have you been crying?" she said with concern. That's what was wrong with my voice.
I touched my cheek. Long behold, there was a tear streak on my face. Either my feelings were really hurt or I really was willing to take a chance with him. I never ever cried over some guy before. But I guess he wasn't just some guy.
"Yeah. I guess I have." I chuckled at myself as I wiped the tear away from my face. I felt silly crying over him, even if I didn't realize it. We were never together, and I was crying like we were.
"So, I'm guessing it didn't go too well." She tried to sympathize with me.
"You'll be guessing right."I said as I wiped my eyes again.
"Oh, Bella. I'm so sorry. I really thought…"
"Alice, stop." I cut her off. I knew where she was going. She didn't need to apologize. If anything, I should be thanking her. "You were right. It was best to get it out in the open. At least now I don't have to avoid him the halls anymore."
"Well, what did he say?"
I sighed. I didn't want to relive it and talking about it the next worst thing. "He said that he interested in me but doesn't want to act on it. He said maybe in a few years or even next year when I turn eighteen."
"Why not now?" finally, someone was seeing it like me.
"He said it's too risky. I won't say he's wrong. But I won't say I agree with it either." I admitted.
"So what happens now?" she asked.
I sighed again and laid on the bed. "I really don't know Al. I mean I know he want to be with me and lord knows I want to be with him, but he's right. What if we get caught or something, you know? I guess the only thing I can do is wait." I didn't like it, but it seemed like the only answer to this problem.
"I understand. I'm really sorry." In her voice, I could tell she meant both.
"It's okay, there nothing we can do. I was just born too late. Look, I'm tired. I'll talk to you later." I told her.
"Okay. Love you, Bella. And just hang in there. You'll be out of there before you know it." I could only guess she had an optimized smile on.
I smiled at the words. I didn't know how she could be so hopefully about this. But, I guess someone has to be. "Thanks for saying that, al. I needed to hear it. Love you too." I hung the phone and put on my pajamas to get ready for bed.
XXX
Alice and I get ready to leave the building. I was laughing at something stupid she said. It's odd. I thought I would be more moody because of yesterday. But I couldn't find it in me to care too much. It's like what happen never did.
For some reason, we were passing Mr. Masen's room. Maybe because our cars were parked closer to that door than the main one.
"Bella…" I turned and saw him with his body half way out of the room. "May I talk to you?" he said.
"Umm… "I turned to Alice. 'What you think he wants' she mouthed to me. I shrugged. He made it clear that he didn't want to be anything to me but a teacher, for now, at least. She nodded for me to go. I turned back to him. "Sure." I gave Alice a hug and followed him back into his room.
"So, what's up?" I said nonchalantly.
His back was still facing. "Close the door please" he said.
"Why, is something wrong?" my voice quickly changed.
"No, just please."
I didn't ask anymore questions. I dropped my bag and did what he asked. As soon as the door clicked, he turned around to face me. "Is everything okay?" I asked. He was acting weird and I wanted to know why. He didn't want to date me, but I realized that he's still my favorite teacher and it was bothering that something was wrong.
"No…" he repeated, but I still wasn't buying it. "I just need to talk to you…privately." The he said that just made me more worried.
"Okay…talk." I told him.
He held up a finger signaling me to wait a second. "Not yet…" he looked over my shoulder.
"Are we waiting for someone?" I asked confused. He was really starting to worry me.
He shook his head. "I'm just waiting for this person to pass."
I looked behind me to see what he was talking about. There just happen to be one person walking by. I turned back him. "Why?"
He waited a few more seconds before answering me. He looked back at me, I guess the person has walked pass. He smiled at me. "So I can do this." He said before walking towards me.
I didn't ask what he meant by that. Before I could, he was in front of me, backing me toward the door. Because my back was against and there was a very small space between us, I couldn't go anywhere. I was trapped. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with his hands. I looked at my hands then back at him. I had no idea what he was doing.
Before I could get the first sound of the question out, he locked our lips together. My lips couldn't response to him because my brain was in too much shock. Did I miss something? He told me yesterday he didn't want to be with me, but he was doing this.
He sucked on my lower lip, before releasing it. His lips left mine enough for my to catch my breath alone with getting my jumbled mind back together. I just could not think straight.
What he did next made eyes almost pop completely out of my head. He moved from my lips to my neck. I was not expecting that. I mean I wasn't expecting the kiss in the first place, but this… was something else.
"Umm… Mr. Masen." I breathed out. Not only was I in shock, but both the kiss and what he was doing now was amazing. So to say I was a little out of breath would have been a hell of an understatement.
"I thought I told you to call me Edward." He said then switched to the other side of my neck.
"Okay…" I swallowed before continuing. "Edward, I thought…"
He pulled away from my neck for good and brought his face back to mine. "Shh…" he whispered sweetly before connecting our lips again. I couldn't help but to return it this time.
He put my arm around his neck and trailed his hands down the sides of my body. He picked me up, and by reflex, I wrapped my legs around his waist. I felt us moving. I wasn't sure where we were going because our tongues were dancing in and out of each other's months.
I felt us stopping. I could only guess that we at his desk. I heard papers and other things hit the floor. He must've been clearing off his desk, not caring about what was happening to the things that was on it. I know this because I felt one his hands leaving my body, but his lip never left mine. If he cared, he won't have stopped to see what was happening to them but he didn't. This made me think there was only one thing on his mind…me.
I won't say I mind that. But as he laid me on his now cleared desk, that was something else that came to my mind. The thing I was trying to say before he distracted me with his wonderful lips and powerful tongue.
I pulled away. I tried my best to catch my breath before talking. "What about what you said yesterday; about how this can be too risky?" I breathed. Trying to catch my breath didn't do shit. I still sounded like I was ran a damn a country mile.
"Skew what I said. Skew the rules. Skew it all. I don't care about any of that. The only thing I care about right now is you." He breathed back. I couldn't help but to smile at that. That's all I needed to hear was that he didn't care.
I pulled him back to my lips. He pulled us into an upright position. He pushed off my jacket, that for some reason I still had on. We broke away from each other long enough to get my shirt off. The one day I didn't wear a button-up, it comes back to bit me in the ass.
For the few short seconds our lips were apart seem just too damn long. In the very second the shirt was off my head, I pulled him back to me.
He started to unbutton his shirt. I personally felt he was taking too long. I wanted his hands back on my body and he was wasting time with dumb ass buttons. I grabbed the shirt from where it was already open and just yanked it the rest of the way. I heard buttons hit the wall and floor. I figure he can always get a new one.
I pushed it off his shoulders and threw it to the floor. Once I heard the fabric hit the floor, I reached for his belt buckle. I hesitated and pulled away. Party because I needed air. Also because I thought this was the point he would stop me. Tell me we might be going a little too fast. But he did neither, so I continued.
I reconnected our lips and quickly undid the belt, trying to make up time I guess. I whipped it out of the loops and dropped to the floor. For some strange reason, it was louder than it should have been.
I opened my eyes to see why it was so loud. I was looking up at a dark ceiling. I sat up and looked around confused. I found myself in my dark room. I saw the bed was next to me and not under me. That was probably why the belt was so loud. It wasn't his belt hitting the floor; it was me hitting the floor of my bedroom. That also explains the awful pain in my back side. Amazing, I can even mange to hurt myself while I was sleeping.
I must've fallen off the bed while I dreaming. Wait, dreaming? It was a dream? But it felt so real.
It was a dream, but didn't feel like it. A dream that real could only mean one thing; it was more to it. At least my other dreams and daydreams about him, I knew it wasn't real the second he came to the light. But with this one, I couldn't even tell. I wouldn't have even known if I didn't fall off the damn bed.
If it meant to be more of a sign than a dream, that also meant one thing; it wasn't over. "It's not over." I gasped out loud. I could tell I had a big smile on my face like I just had empathy. I felt like I did.
I scrambled to my feet. I jumped over my bed and grabbed my phone.
"Hello?" she answered in a tired voice.
"Alice!" I cheered. "It's not over."
"Bella? Why the hell are you calling me? What's not?" she said in a tired and slightly annoyed voice.
"Me and him. It's not over. I can still get him." I explained, but I could tell she still didn't think I wasn't making any scents.
"What the hell are talking about?" she asked again.
"Mr. Masen and I." I repeated.
"oh." She was finally starting to get it. "I thought you said he didn't want to date yet because of something, something, something." Her brain must have been scrambled from interruption of sleep.
I rolled my eyes. I know she was sleepy, but she could at least try to work with me. "that's what I'm saying. I don't have to wait. I can have him now."
"And what makes you think he'll change mind?"
"Because I just had this dream…"
Before I could tell her why the dream was so important, she cut me off. "Wait a second. Let me get this straight. You called me at…"there was a pause. She must have been checking the time. "At four o'clock in the morning to tell me about a damn dream you just had?"
Okay, when she puts it like that, it did sound kind of stupid. But it was what it was it was about. And if she let me tell her, she would know why I called her. "Well yeah. But…" I tried to explain, but she cut me off again.
"And that couldn't have wait until we got to school?" she tiredly snapped.
"No. Alice listen to me…"again she cut me off.
"Bella, I love you, I do. But if you ever call me in the middle of the night like this again, I will come to your house, put a pillow over your head and hold there until you stop kicking. Clear?" she warned me. She was pretty nice person, but she didn't like her sleep to be interrupted. Especially for something a simple as a dream.
"Like water." I replied.
"Good. Now hang the phone and tell me the dream in the morning."
I did what she told me to and set the phone on my nightstand. I sat in the middle of the bed. I pulled my knees to my chest and hugged them to me as I rested my back on the wall.
The dream was just too real. There has to be more to it, it just has to be. Now I knew we were supports to be together. I knew and it's so clear now, I can see it from miles away. Now all I need do to is get him to see it too.
XXX
The next morning, I was concisely pinching myself this morning to make sure it wasn't a dream. I didn't want something to happen to disappointed by waking up again.
I kept thinking about the damn dream. I couldn't get it out of my mind. I was also thinking of how I would change his mind, so he can see we don't have to wait like he said. I was at my locker when Alice came to me in a panic.
"Bella! Bella!" she cried.
"What? What's wrong?" I asked worried.
"Quick, I need a mirror. Like now." she said, still in a panic. I reached in my bag and grabbed a compacted mirror. Before I had time to hand it to her, she starched it out of my hand. "If I have bags under my eyes, you're so dead." She said as she lifted the lid.
I rolled my eyes. Her panic was totally unnecessary. I stop caring and turned back to my locker "why didn't you look at yourself before you left the house?" I asked, even though I wasn't entire interested in the answer.
"I did, but because of your call last night, I overslept and didn't have time to look long enough to see any damage." She explained as she checked her face in the small mirror. "Okay, I'm good." She said pleased then handed it back to me.
"Hooray. Let throw a parade" I said sarcastically as I dropped the thing back in my book bag.
"What your problem, moody? I'm the one who should be mad. You threaten my beauty sleep."
"Sorry, about that. But if you let me tell you, you'll know why I didn't want to wait." I told her.
"Oh yeah, the dream. So what was so special about this dream that you couldn't wait until the morning?"
I looked around. There were too many people around to say it out loud. I pulled her closer to me by her sleeve and told her the whole thing in her ear. When I was done, I let her go. She pulled away with a shocked yet smiling face. I wasn't really sure what to make of it.
"No way." She whispered.
I nodded. "Now you see why I called you right after I had it."
"In his classroom?" she said quietly.
I nodded again. "Yes. But I woke up before we got that far."
"Fall off the bed again?" she guessed with a humored smile. She knew me too well.
I turned away from to finish getting my books. Me turning away gave her her answer. She began to laugh. "you need some bars or something around that thing." She joked.
I closed my locker. "Are we going to class or are you going to stand here and make fun of me so more?" I asked.
"In a hurry to see him?"
I quickly looked around to see if anyone caught that. When I saw no one did, I pinched her. "Shut up."I said in hush tone.
"Ow. Sorry." She rubbed the place where I pinched her "But wait on the phone, you said it wasn't over. What did you mean by that?" she said, getting back to the subject on hand.
"It meant what it sounded like." I shrugged. I didn't get what was so hard to get about that. "It meant that we can do this now."
"How on earth did you get that impression from a little dream?" she asked confused.
Why did I have to draw a whole picture for her? But I guess if I wasn't the one who had it, I wouldn't have understood anything.
"I don't know, Al. it was the way it felt. I could feel the feel of his touch, and hear his words clearly. I even tasted him on my lips. It just felt too real to just be just a dream. You never had the dream that was just too real and then in a few days or so, something similar happens?" I tried to get her to understand where I was coming from.
"Yeah, more times the often actually." She started to ponder that.
I snapped her to back to reality. This was about me, not her freakiness.
"Sorry. So what do you plan to do now?" she asked me.
I shrugged. I haven't really figured that part out just yet. We hooked arms and walked to class.
When we got here he greeted us like always.
"Morning girls." After he said that he looked directly at me. He was giving a look that I could tell was asking if we were okay.
I gave a slight nod that said I understood and we were okay, for the time being anyways. I saw his face relax. "Good morning, Mr. Masen." I smiled at him.
Alice saw this and rolled her eyes. She unhooked her arm from mine. "This is going to give me a headache." She predicted in a mumble low enough for only me to hear. I smiled at her and gave her light push towards her desk.
I slide in my seat. I looked up and saw he was smiling at me. I gave a small smile back. Just then more the students came and the bell rang. We quickly looked away from each other. How was I supports to 'wait' if he was going give me looks like that? It won't matter too much longer; at least I hope not.
XXX
After about a week since the dream, I started to think about how I would approach him again. I couldn't do what I did last time and just came out with it. He would shoot me down again with the same lame speech.
I had to sneaky this time around. I had to make sure he wouldn't know that he's falling into a trap. I don't want to say that I was trapping him, but that's what I was doing. That was all I could do. He was being too stupid to face it by himself so I had to fool him if I wanted to make this work. I hate starting what we could have in the future to start like this, fooling and being sneaky, but I had to.
At first, I was just doing some small flirting. I was surprisingly good at it. Well, better than I thought I would be. But not that good at it. He just responded back with a small flirty joke here and there. Sometimes he wouldn't response at all and just walked away.
At least when he returns it, I can tell he's stumbling into what I wanted him to do. I was totally lost when he did nothing.
After about a week and a half of that crap, I decided that it might have been time to step up my game.
"So this is your plan…"Alice asked me one day while we were at my locker, getting ready to start the school day. "Small bits of harmlessly flirting?"
I smiled and shook my head at her. "You know he'll never the message like that." She told me.
"I know that." I smiled as I looked through my notebooks.
"Then what do you plan on doing?" she urged me. She probably wanted to know why I was smiling like I was.
I looked up and down the halls to see that no one was looking my way. That's exactly what I wanted. "Make sure no one's looking at me." I told her as I put my things on the floor so both of my hand could be free.
"Why?" she asked.
"Just do it." I told her. She breathed hard, but stepped in front of me and turned her back to me.
Since it was wet and cold outside, like always, I had to wear a jacket and jeans to cover what I was wearing. I unzipped the jacket and took it off then hung it on a hook. I undid the top of my jeans. I held on to her shoulder to keep my balance as I took them off.
"What the heck are you doing?" she asked but still facing forward.
"You'll see." I told her as throw my jean in the locker. "Okay, you can turn around now." I told her as I straighten out my clothes.
She turned around when she did, her jaw dropped. I smiled at reaction. "Wow" was all she said.
I was wearing a light blue off the shoulders blouse and a black skirt that stopped just a few inches above my knees. I did a full turn so she could see the full outfit. "So what do you think?" I asked when I was facing her again.
"Let's put it this way, I don't know whether to give you a pole or a corner." She said. Once those words came out, my smile faded. Maybe it was a little much.
"It's that bad?" I looked down to check it. "Maybe, I should put the jeans back on" I began to reach for them, but she grabbed my wrist before I could touch them.
"No. I was just kidding. It's cute, but you're missing a few things."
She looked over me to see what it was. "I got it." She said she started making adjustments to my hair and putting a bit of lip gloss on my lips. "There's still one more thing missing." She said when she was done. "I know. Hold on I think I have an extra pair of earrings in here."
She had everything in there. I was starting to think the damn thing was bottomless. "Here they are" she smiled and handed me a pair of small silver hoop earrings. "There, now you're perfect." She said as I put them in. "It's pretty hot." She commented.
With that my smile came back. "Thanks. Let's hope someone else thinks the same way." I said as I bended down to get my things from the floor.
We started walking to the room. "Where did you get the clothes anyways?" she asked as we walked.
"Well the shirt's my mom and I use the skirt for formal things like church or something." I told her.
We walk the room. His head was down so he didn't see my attire. I sat in my seat before he lifted his head. I kind of didn't want him to see it yet.
"Good morning, Mr. Masen." Alice said as she sat down next to me.
"Hi, Mr. Masen." I said innocently. He looked up at us.
He gave us a polite smile. "Good morning girls. Alice…"he nodded at her then turned to me. I sat up straight so he could see the shirt. I could tell he notice. It was written all over his face. "Bella." he nodded at me.
He was about turn his head again, but an idea came to me. When he turned back to whatever he was doing, I purposely dropped my pencil on the floor. "Dang it." I said a loud to get his attention. Alice looked at me as if to ask me what I was doing. I just winked at her.
He looked at me again "is something wrong?" he asked.
I shook my head. "No, I just dropped my pencil. I would get it, but I have a skirt on. Mind handing it to me?" I asked sweetly.
He gave a small smile. I couldn't tell if he knew what I was doing or not. "sure." He said before getting up. He squatted down to pick it up. When he was close enough to the ground, I crossed my legs. I made sure I time it so he could see me doing it when he was about to stand up again.
I knew my plan worked because he was staying down there longer than it should take to just pick up a pencil. "Is everything okay?" I asked in false sweetness. I knew exactly why he was taking so long to stand back up.
He cleared his throat – signaling me that he was coming back to the world around him – and stood up.
"Are you okay?" I asked again as I handed my hand open for the pencil.
He cleared his throat again and nodded. "Hold on this better." He told as he placed it in my open hand.
"I'll try. Thank you for getting it for me." I said. He nodded and walked back to his desk.
I looked at Alice, knowing she saw the whole thing and knew what I was doing. She just chuckled and looked back at her notebook. I gave a humored sigh. I started playing with the pencil and shook my head. This will probably be easier than I thought.
At least that what I thought. But of course, when am I ever right? I started coming to school every day like that. With the short skirts and dresses, and he still wasn't budgeting. I didn't know what else I could do. Not only was I running out of ideas to draw his attention to my clothes, but I was also running out of clothes to draw his attention to.
It got to the point where I had to borrow clothes from Alice a long as my mom. I was still dipping in my formal clothing. I even had Alice come over every morning so she can play 'Barbie Bella', which I know she loved.
"Ahh" I yell though my teeth. I was on the phone with Alice. "Al. I tried everything I could think of: flirting, the outfits. He's like fucking immune or something. I never had to work this hard to attention from guy before." I said honestly. Even though I thought I just slightly above avenge, guys sure didn't. Hell, just biting my lower lip when I'm nervous would have guys coming out like ants at a picnic.
I covered my face with my free hand and laid on my bed. "This would be so much easier if he was some high school boy, but that's the problem. He's not some high school boy, he's a grown man. His mind's not as simply as theirs. He's as hard as a fucking rock."
"I'm sorry, I'm confused. Isn't that what you wanted?" she joked. I knew what she meant and it cause me to start laughing out loud.
"Yeah, but the wrong part of his body is hard." I joked back. That caused us both to laugh. When we died down, I started talking again. "seriously though, Al. what else can I do?"
"I don't know Bella. Like you said, he's not some high student. He won't be easily moved by short skirts and tight shirts." Thank you Captain Oblivious, I mocked in my head. I wish she would tell me something I didn't know. "Why don't you just wait? I mean he's running you into the ground at this point." And yet something else I knew.
"You know I can't do that." I told her. Now that I know it wasn't just a crush, I just can't sit back and not even try. Someone had to because he wouldn't fucking jump. It's like that one song says, 'time is only wasting so why wait for eventually'. I couldn't wait because what if eventually never came? What if this is our only chance? I kept telling her that. You'll think as my friend, she'd understand.
I sighed. I didn't feel like fighting my case again. "I got to find something to wear tomorrow. I'll talk to you later." She said bye and I hung up.
XXX
The next day, I was at locker. Another day of useless effort. Maybe I should just stop this. It's apparent he wasn't being moved by what I was doing. I don't understand how a person could be so determined about their choice when someone is basely throwing themselves at them.
I breathed hard at the thought as I bended down to get a book for my homework tonight. I don't why I did that, it just gives guys a reason do something stupid. As I bend down, someone gave me a light pinch. I didn't who it was, but whoever it was about to be slapped.
I turned around annoyed and saw Jacob smiling at me. He's lucky he's one of best friends or he would have gotten hurt, badly. Only because I kept getting rejected by Mr. Masen, or Edward, over and over and it was pissing me off more and more by the damn day. I didn't feel like dealing with stupidity. But, since it was Jake, he could get away with it. And he knew this, that's probably why he does the things he does.
"I like the outfit, I think the skirt is too long." He joked. I knew he was joking because my skirt was barely fingertip length. If anything, it was too short.
I gave him a small smile. "Funny. But you better watch those comments. Remember the last time you said something like that?" at the words, he placed his hand on his back.
"Man, that ranch really hurt. Why did you throw it so hard?" he asked as if I throw it at him just now.
I shrugged. "I was acting on reflex." I told. I turned around to my locker again.
He walked over and leaned on the locker next to me. "So, is there a reason you've been wearing nothing skirts lately. Trying to win me back or something?" he joked. "I'm sorry, Bella. We tried that and..."
I cut him off a humored sound. "Oh please Jake. If I wanted you back, I wouldn't need a skirt to do it." I joked back as I shorted through my notebooks. "I'm actually am trying to impress someone." I admitted.
"Really? Who is it?" he said with an interested tone in his voice.
I thought about telling him about the situation before, but I thought he won't understand; like everyone else wouldn't if they knew. So I didn't. I tucked my hair behind my ear. "No one you know." I lied. "But, it doesn't matter. I don't think he's interested." I told him with everything in me wanting to believe that was the truth.
"Well. Whoever he is, if he's not into you, the guy's obviously an idiot."
"Yeah, I'm starting to realize that." I said truthfully. He had to be one. Only idiots and people who are afraid of getting rejected would like someone and not act on it. It damn sure wasn't the second one so it had to be the first one.
I closed my locker then lean against it to finish talking to him. "So, what's up?" I asked. It had to be reason he came over to me.
"I came over here you see if you and Alice wanted to go to the movies on Saturday." He said.
I crocked an eyebrow at him. "Which movie?" I asked because there are some movies Alice won't see. And he knew this.
He named some movie that was out now. "Isn't a zombie movie?" I double checked. He sighed and nodded because he knew he's been caught. "You know Alice won't see that." I reminded him.
She didn't like zombie movies. It's not like she was scared of them; she'll sit through something like Daybreakers or something worst with ease.
But she hated zombie movies. She says they're stupid and ironic. She doesn't understand why someone would back from the dead to kill the living. When she puts it like that, it does sound really stupid. But I didn't have a problem with them.
"It won't be that bad." He said, breaking my out of thought. I gave a light chuckle and rolled my eyes away from him. When I was about to look at him again, a head of bronze hair came in to view on the corner of my eye.
"Let's make a deal then." He caught my attention again. "You guys come with me this time and next weekend we can all see any movie she wants." He tried to compromise. I really couldn't care less about what we saw. "Plus, I'll even sit in the middle in case my girls get scared." He smiled at me. Usually I would hit him for making a comment like that, but there was a reason I didn't this time. I didn't feel proud about what I was about to do next, but I had to.
I bended my leg behind me to rest my foot on my locker and to lean on it. I adjusted my skirt so it would be more comfortable. Because it was a jean one, it needed to be pulled up a little. It's not my fault that it just happen to show more of my leg.
"Oh really. I'm sure we're going to need you to protect us from the big, bad fictional zombies." I said, giving his ego an unneeded boost.
"Hey, you don't know for sure they're fictional." He countered. I gave a humored sound.
"I'll have to ask Alice if she wants to go…" I was about to continue when I heard footsteps. That told me that the head of bronze of was in hearing distance. I placed my hand on his cheek and gave a flirty smile. "But, of course, I would love to go to the movies with you Jacob." I purposely made it sound like I was flirting even though I was just accepting a hang out day with a friend.
We heard a throat clear and it made us to see who it was. "Oh, hi Mr. Masen." I said as if I didn't already know.
"Hey, Mr. M." Jake said.
"Jacob." He nodded at him. He looked at me. "Bella, can I talk to you for a second?"
It took everything I had to keep a straight face. "Umm…sure." I pushed off my locker and turned to Jacob. "I'll see you later, Jake." I said to him before reaching up to give him a hug. I knew that he had to hug me around the waist if I hugged him around the neck, which is why I did it. Like I said, I didn't want to do what I was doing to my best friend, but I had to. I'll apologize when everything is smoothed out. I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
He cleared his throat again and I pulled away. I turned to him. He grabbed my arm and started to walk toward his room. He was walking so fast that I had to damn near run to get up with him.
"Ouch, let me go. You're hurting me." I snapped when we got in the room. I starched my arm out of his grip before he responded. He walked behind me to close the door I left open then walked pass me. He stopped a couple of feet away from where I was standing. He ran his hands through his hair and gripped as if he was trying to pull it out.
I knew what was wrong; I just had to get him to admit it. "Are you…" I started.
He snapped around walked towards me. This time he was only a few inches away from me. "Stop trying to provoke me." He demanded. I know he was angry, but I couldn't help but to smile.
I dropped my bag by the door. "I don't know what you're talking about." I told him as I walked around him to a desk.
"You don't know what I'm talking about?" he mocked. I could tell he didn't believe me. Good.
I shook my head as I sat in a seat. He walked over to the desk I was sitting in. he placed both of his hand on the top of the desk and lean on them so he was looking me in the eyes.
"Oh stop it." He urged. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. The flirting, the short skirts and dresses and now you'll going on a date with Jacob Black?" he made a face at the last one as if he was truly confused about my going on a date with him. It wasn't even a date; we would just be hanging out, but he didn't know that. And I wasn't about to tell him.
I founded it funny how he said Jake's name. He was so stupid. Didn't he know he was doing exactly what I wanted me to do by doing that? His jealousy was basely pouring all over the top of the desk.
I had to drop the smile. It was time to put on an act. "Excuse me?" I said as if I was shocked by what he just said. I popped out of the desk so I could face him. "Okay. Firstly, as my teacher, I don't think you should be paying attention to the length of the things I'm wearing. And secondly you shouldn't be concern with who I'm dating." I snapped at him. Once the words left my mouth, I realized I didn't need to act. I was actually mad at him.
"You've made it perfectly clear that you don't want to date me. You can't get mad because I'll find someone who does." I continued. I found myself trying to keep back tears. I knew they were coming because if angry, I also I had to leave before they came. "You what, forget it. I'm done with this." I told him with all seriousness. If he didn't want to fucking be with me, I wasn't going to keep chasing his ass.
I turned away from him. I was about to walk away from him, but I felt his hand grip my arm again. Before I could take my arm out of his grip he pulled me back to him. When I was in front of him again, his wrapped his lips around mine.
I instantly responded. This is exactly what I wanted. I knotted my free hand in his hand.
He broke away a moment later. "don't ever question if I want to be with you, because I do." he told me and something in his voice told he was telling me nothing but the truth not just what he thought I wanted to hear.
I smiled at him. I ran my hand from his hair down the side of his face and stopped at his cheek. "I want to be with you too."
He sighed then closed his eyes. "But I can't" he told me. Those three little words made my smile slip and I was pissed all over again.
I rolled my eyes. I starched my other arm out of his grip. When both of my hands were free, I pushed him off of me. "I can't believe you just did that." I said.
"What am I doing?" I looked at him with wide eyes. Did he really just ask the fucking question with a straight face? He could not have been serious with that damn statement. His face told he was.
"What are you doing?" I repeated. "Are you serious with that statement? You say you're interested in me one second but in the next breath you say we can't be together. You get angry when I take your advise and try to date someone else. You kiss me, but before I can dry on your lips you'll still saying we can't be together. You're being a damn tease."
He looked at me with a surprised look. "I'm being a tease?" he gestured to himself. What the hell? Was there a fucking parrot in here somewhere?
I nodded "and to be honest your mood swings are giving me whiplash."
He gave me a look. "Are you serious?"
I knew what he was talking about. I returned a look, daring him to finish that statement. I wasn't being a tease. It's not like I was doing all this in hopes of not trying to catch his attention. If that was the truth, I wouldn't have came in the damn room. Okay, he dragged. But that was besides the point.
"Well, I'm sorry, Bella. I can't go back in time and make you be born six years earlier. What the hell do you want from me?" he yelled
"To try!" I yelled back. I remember we were still in school and someone might be listening. I lowered my voice to finish. "Edward, I'm not say we have to get married. I'm not even saying we have to fall in love. I just want us to try." I all but beg.
He gave a light chuckle and turned his head away from me. I was shocked by what he just did that. That made me come to the only conclusion I could think of. "Or maybe I'm not good enough for you to do that." I guessed. If I wasn't the break of crying before, I was now. I walked away from him without him explaining. I grabbed my bag and reached to the door.
"You think this is easy for me?" I heard him snap as I was getting ready to open the door. I turned around and waited for him to go on. I kept my hand on the knob just in case. "You think I can just easily turn off my feeling for you? You think I don't go home every damn day wondering if I crossed the teacher line and if I did, did anyone but you noticed"
His words made me release the knob. I folded my arms across my chest. Even through they were coming out in frustration; they were what I wanted to hear.
He took a few steps towards me. I could see he calmed down when he saw me let go of the door. "Or that, with age aside, you're one of the most beautiful and interesting people I have ever met."
"Really?" I said, unsure if I wanted to believe that or not.
"yes." he said with a voice that was begging me to believe what he was saying and to understand why he keeps turning me away. But I couldn't do that. I didn't get why he kept going up and down like a damn see-saw.
I tucked my hair behind my ear then turned my head. I turned away so he wouldn't see me smiling at his compliment. I didn't want him to see it flatter me for him to say something like because I didn't want to give him that if he's was just going to contradicted it again.
As soon as I did, I saw Mike Newton and Jessica Stanley making out against a set of lockers. Ever since I turned him down so harshly that day, he's been all over her. I can't say that I hate it; it got both of them off my back. The thing was they'll be all over each other every chance they got. They were like monkeys or something. Seeing them being so close to fucking every time they so much as looked at each other was disgusting. And this time was no differently.
I sighed hard in disgust and rolled my eyes away from the door. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"You might want to get them two before they end up having sex in the hallways." I told him as I walked away from the door. He walked over to it to see what I was talking about. He breathed hard just like I did when he saw and walked out the door.
I didn't pay too much attention to with he was telling them because I didn't care. I just wait for him to come back in so we can finish this. I turned at the sound of a door closing.
"Sorry 'bout that." He said. What the hell was he sorry for?
I shrugged, "teenagers being teenagers."
"See, and that's another reason we can't do this." I gave him a confused look. What the hell did Mike and Jessica have to do with us? "You can't do that with me. You can't kiss me in the halls like that."
I got what he was saying. "I don't care about that."
He rolled his eyes. "Yes, you do. Teens like to show off who they're dating." He said. "You guys are like each other's show dogs or something." He mumbled as he walked over to his desk.
I walked over to him and grabbed his wrist. "Edward, look at me." he did what I said. "Trust me when I say this, I don't care about that. Things like making out in the hallways is stupid always." I could see in his eyes that he was staring to think about the things I was saying.
But of course he had another argument. He closed his eyes. "Bella, do you know how many people try this? It never works."
"That's because those other people think they can date like a normal couple and they can't. We probably can make some rules or something." At this point, I was willing to say anything.
He turned the rest of his body to me. "Like what?" he asked as if he was really interested. He was probably ready to try anything at this point too.
I hesitated. I wasn't prepared to answer that. "I don't know, like only going out on school nights or not kissing or anything through school hours; only before or after. Anything else that we can think of to make this work."
"You really think we can do this, don't you?" he questioned. I could see he was thinking about it, to the point where he couldn't find any more holds in this.
I nodded. "I really do."
"fine." he said.
I smiled "fine what?" I wanted to hear him say it just in case I wasn't mistaking what he was saying.
"Fine, we can try." My smile grew and I jumped for joy. "But no one can know." He said when I was back on the ground.
"Of course." I said. That was stupid for him to say that.
"I'm serious, Bella. If anyone gets even a clue of what's going on, we have to stop." I didn't like the compromised but I nodded anyways.
"I get it, okay. I'm not a little girl, I can handle this." I told him just in case he was still on edge. I smiled at him. "Does this mean I can kiss you with feel sorry for it?"
He smiled and rolled his eyes. "Come here you." He grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him. He lean down and locked our lips together.
I smiled as our lips moved perfectly in sync with each others. I guess my plan worked.
there it is. i know most people are happy that they finally got together. sorry, if there were grammar mistakes. i don't think i reread it before putting it up which is what i always do. someone asked how old is Edward; well he's six years older than her, she seventeen, so that would make him twenty-three. if you think the age difference is too big, or that they shouldn't be together because-unlike all the teacher/student relationship ff out there-she's not legal; i strongly suggest you stop reading now, b/c the relationship is just going to get deeper before it stops. but thank you to everyone reading. as long as i got readers (and ideas), i will try to keep writing and keep my updating schedule.