A/N My characters are OOC. Keep in mind that they are average teenagers and not decades old vampires or the soul mate of a decades old vampire.
Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer, therefore I do not own Twilight.

? POV

She's really very pretty. She's always surrounded and that fucking Cullen is watching me like as fucking hawk. He doesn't like me. I wouldn't have it any other way.

I watched her walk in the building her first day and promptly get bowled over by the oaf Emmett Cullen. I hate him almost as much as I hate his brother.

The Cullen's showed up here a year ago acting like they were God's gift to the world. The entire female population flocked around them like they were dogs in fucking heat. It wasn't long before Rosalie Hale dug her claws onto the bigger idiot. I dated Rosalie! Me and no one else! I was pissed! I swore I would get my revenge for their ruining me, but that was until I saw her.

Bella Swan. What a perfect name. Her parents went here with my parents, they hated each other sure, but they knew each other. I knew stories about her parents I'm sure she would love to know, but I haven't had my chance.

She walked in the building looking sweet and innocent. Oh how I loved innocence! If Emmett Cullen wasn't in my way than one of her posse was. It was usually Mike Newton, the biggest idiot I've ever met.

I may not have been able to speak to her, but I could still watch her. I watched her when she tried to avoid Mike, I watched her when Emmett nicknamed her, I watched her when Alice and Rosalie brought her under their wing, and I watched her when Angela sympathized with her. Nothing pissed me off more though, then when Edward fucking Cullen made her smile, or when he said something to make her laugh.

She, just like every other, girl in this school had a crush on him. She was mine! He will NOT take what is mine!

B POV

Friday had finally reared its head and I was at my locker when a gravelly male voice caught my attention. "You're Bella." It was a question, but I thought it was a strange way to start a conversation. "Ummm…" I wasn't sure how to respond and luckily I didn't have to. "I'm James. I haven't really had a chance to talk to you; you usually have your posse around you."

He meant Mike, Tyler, and Eric; of course Mike meant Jessica and Tyler meant Lauren. Lauren can't stand me, I'm pretty sure her presence is just to make sure I don't end up in a janitor's closet with Tyler. Not likely sweetheart!

"Then of course you spend lunch with the Cullen's. It's a little weird though, seeing you there, they usually stick to themselves." He tried to sound pleasant I'm sure of it, but when he said 'Cullen's' his face broke into the ugliest look I had ever seen. He looked like he was trying to sneer, grimace, and look polite all at once.

"Hey Bella!" I heard a familiar friendly voice calling out to me and I exhaled relieved. My body language wasn't lost on James who looked murderous, like I had just stabbed him and he wanted revenge.

As Edward got to me he looked grim watching James' retreating back. "I don't like him Bella. Be careful." He warned not taking his eyes off the direction James just left in. "He scares me." I admitted looking up at Edward, willing him to look at me. Finally complying, he nodded and patted my shoulder. I had never really had a crush before, but there was no mistaking the butterflies I got around him. I had a crush on Edward Cullen and I could only hope he felt the same way.

I couldn't blame him if he didn't. I was pretty, but I didn't come close to him, he was as close to perfect as any human could be.

Would you listen to how superficial I sound? There's more to a person than looks. Edward's intelligent and witty, he's sweet and very charming. Yes there's a lot about Edward Cullen to love. Like, there's a lot about Edward Cullen to like.

I could love him. On paper he's everything I ever wanted. I've only known him a week so I can quit this love talk.

I was so lost in thought that I hadn't noticed it was already lunch time until Alice called me out at the table for spacing out. "What? Oh sorry Alice. This has been one hell of a week." I mumbled blushing a little. "The first week usually is." She nodded sympathetically.

"What are you doing this weekend Bella?" It was Edward that asked this question. "Well if Mike Newton asks I'm unpacking, but for you nothing." I blushed realizing how that sounded. The rest of the table, Edward being the exception, broke out laughing at my confession.

"In that case you wanna do something Saturday?" He asked never breaking eye contact, I love how confident he is. "What did you have in mind?" Before he could answer Alice broke in. "Rose and I have you Sunday for some shopping." I don't like shopping very much, but I think I might like shopping with them. Alice maybe really hyper, but Rosalie balances her out really well. "That sounds like fun-"But before I could finish my sentence Alice had jumped across the table and wrapped me in vice like grip squealing at me. "Oh Bella this is so exciting! You're going to have a blast!"

I felt the hairs standing up on the back of my neck; it felt like someone was watching me. I looked around, but the sensation was gone before I got halfway around the room. Edward opened his mouth to say something, but the bell rang cutting him off. We had sixth period together though, so it didn't matter we could talk on the way.

Our talk didn't go as planned Mike walked with us asking me about this weekend. "You still busy Bella?" I had to fight the urge to roll my eyes. "Yes Mike."

"Oh. Well would you like help unpacking?" If he weren't being so desperate I would feel bad for my next statement. "Edward already offered to help. Sorry Mike." Out of the corner of my eye I could see Edward shaking with suppressed laughter. I nudged him in the ribs trying to get him to quit, but it had no effect. We were finally sitting at our lab table sans mike.

When class started I felt Edwards notebook hit my arm and looked over to see he had written me a note.

What did you want to do tomorrow?

Well shopping's out of the question, Alice has dibs on that. He smiled.

True. We can't really talk during a movie. Any ideas?

How am I supposed to know I just moved here? He rolled his eyes.

No kidding. We could take a walk around Port Angeles.

Could we stop at a book store?

We could stop wherever you want.

Port Angeles sounds good.

He smiled and turned to his notes.

When class ended I could feel those eyes on me again. It felt eerie; goosebumps broke out over my skin. I thought about telling the others about it, but decided against it. They'll just make a big deal out of nothing, but that didn't stop me from constantly checking my rearview mirror all two miles home.

A/N Who saw James coming. I know right! I didn't either! I just started writing and there he was. I hope he doesn't mess things up too much.