Chapter five has arrived!! Thanks so much for the reviews, I like to thank everyone in a PM, but some of you have a privacy thing enabled so I'd like you guys to know I really appreciate it!!! And now to our story….
Disclaimer: I do not own twilight in any way shape and or form…unfortunately.
Chapter Five:
I reluctantly moved my books so Edward could sit down. I stared straight ahead trying to avoid any eye contact with those gorgeous emerald pools that made you just want to melt….. NO!! Stop. Focus Bella. I couldn't allow him to get to me, in any way.
I watched the hand of the clock tick slowly by. Had they changed the clocks to move slower? My god they were practically running backwards!! Those were the most agonizing forty-two minutes of my entire life. I doodled on my notebook, not even trying to focus on Mr. Banner, and tried to ignore the piercing stare I felt from a certain pair of gorgeous green eyes.
As soon as the bell rang I dashed out of the room as fast as I could, and didn't stop until I crashed into someone for the second time today.
"In a hurry?" I sighed in relief.
"Hey, Alice." She grinned at me.
"I was actually just looking for you, Jazz and Rose are coming over today after school, you want to come??" She looked so hopeful. I hesitated.
"Oh I don't know Alice," I didn't want to be a fifth wheel. She immediately pulled a puppy dog face and pleaded with me.
"Oh please Bella? Please? I want you to meet my parents! Come on I know you'll just love them!!"
I tried to avert my gaze, looking everywhere but her pleading eyes. Now why didn't I want to go again? DANGIT!! I looked at her.
"Fine, Alice!!" She beamed.
"Yay! Come on over at four thirty. I'll text you the directions." She skipped away happily. I sighed and made my way to gym. Joy! A perfect way to end a perfect day (Note the heavy sarcasm).
After hitting several innocent bystanders and myself in the head a few times with a volleyball, (Author's note: that's a true story by the way it just happened today, I suck at sports =( I wish I was good at a sport, just one) I made my way to my truck. I sighed as I affectionately patted my car's hood. This was the only positive thing that had happened today. Well that wasn't true. I was beyond happy to meet with Alice and Emmett. If only Edward didn't come with the package.
I shook my head. No more thoughts about Edward today!! I had spent more than enough thoughts on that loathsome, worthless, pigheaded, annoying….
"Hey Swan!"
Why me?
I slowly turned to meet the object of my annoyance, trying to keep my face as blank as possible.
"What's with the face, Swan?" I internally swore at myself. Jazz always calls me an open book. I looked into his ridiculously gorgeous eyes and said through clenched teeth, "I have no idea what you're talking about." He looked at me, curious.
"Well it looks like you're being forced to do something incredibly unpleasant." I raised an eyebrow. Was he serious??
"Actually I am doing something incredibly unpleasant," I said, looking at him solemnly.
"And what would that be?"
"I'm talking to you, aren't I?" He looked a bit surprised, but recovered quickly.
"You know, most people would consider that an honor."
"Yeah well I'm not most people."
"Obviously, you don't even know what I do, that makes people worship the ground I walk on."
I snorted, "When will you get it through your head that I don't care what the heck you do."
He ignored my last snub and peaked behind me at my car. He looked back and forth from me to the car. And then, as if I didn't have enough reasons to hate him, he started laughing at me. Laughing!! My hands itched to slap his beautiful face. I crossed my arms and waited for him to finish.
Finally his laughter died down a bit, and I asked, "Done?"
"I'm sorry," he laughed, not looking sorry at all. "It's just the thought of you behind the wheel of that death trap! I mean that thing could tear apart a little sports car, and then I look at you! You're so little!!" This brought on a whole new wave of laughter. My face flushed red, and my eyes flashed dangerously. No one makes fun of me or my baby.
"Ok, Mr. Expert, what kind of car do you drive??" Please let it be a piece of crap; please let it be a piece of crap….
To my dismay, he pointed out the shiniest car in the lot, smirking as he did.
"The Volvo." Of course it was.
"Is there any reason why you came over to harass me??" I asked, angry and embarrassed. He smirked that crooked smirk again and pulled a familiar notebook out of his backpack. A spasm of fear ran through me.
"You left this in Bio. You ran out too fast for me to give it back."
I paid no attention to Edward as I snatched the little book back.
"You didn't look in it did you??" Edward frowned. That was obviously not the reaction he had expected.
"No I didn't." I studied his face, but he seemed sincere enough. I believed him.
"Yes, well, thank you for, er, returning it to me, and…yeah." I turned to get into my truck, to save myself from further embarrassment.
"I'll see you tonight." I turned and looked at him with a questioning glance.
"Alice invited you over, remember?" he said. I nodded once and then jumped into my truck. I heated up the little cab and then flicked through the notebook. I had pages and pages of songs, songs that only I have seen. I suppose I have a good voice; and sure, I can play the guitar, but I had never let anyone hear me play. I was far too scared to face rejection, in any form. My songs were incredibly personal, and I couldn't bear the thought of Edward reading them.
I made my way home and trudged upstairs to my room. Today had been a long day, and I had a melody running through my head that I needed to get out. It perfectly described my day, and certain someone whose name shall not be mentioned for the purpose of maintaining my sanity. I pulled out my guitar and strummed a few chords until I could recreate the song in my head. I began singing softly, growing stronger as I went.
"Playing God"
by Paramore
Can't make my own decisions
Or make any with precision
Well maybe you should tie me up
So I don't go where you don't want me
You say that I been changing
that I'm not just simply aging
Yeah how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat
You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
If God's the game you're playing
Well we must get more acquainted
Because it has to be so lonely
To be the only one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion
But it's one that I believe in
You don't deserve a point of view
If the only thing you see is you
You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
This is the last second chance
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm half as good as it gets
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm on both sides of the fence
(I'll point you to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret
I'll hold you to it
I know you don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
I leaned back and sighed. I still had some time before I had to go to Alice's place, and I really didn't feel like doing homework. I tapped my fingers, my eyes flicking occasionally to my computer.
Finally I couldn't take it anymore and I made my way over to the computer.
Swearing under my breath, I googled Edward Cullen.
Reviewers for this chapter will have a sneak peek to the juiciness that is chapter six!! So that was Chapter Five, it was kind of the chapter that leads into all the juicy dramatic stuff that everyone loves so much!! Now that song was by Paramore, and you will see a whole lot of Paramore and Taylor Swift in this story (as they are my favorite). However, I think I would like to take recommendations from you guys as well. So if you have a song name or a character name or something that you would just really like to see in this story leave me a review and I'll try and get it in here. (However I am the author so I will have the final say).