The rest of the day passed by, Edwards spectacle at lunch was long forgotten in the minds of my peers. It was now seven pm and Rosalie was flopped back on my bed reading Cosmo and commenting on the article about the proper way to give head.
"I so have this shit down, Bella. Seriously. This magazine rarely teaches me anything new and it's supposed to be geared to women in their twenties and thirties? I'm seventeen for Christ sake and I can suck cock with the best of them!" Rosalie exclaimed, tossing the magazine to the bottom of the bed.
Rosalie wasn't a slut. Just a cock tease. A huge cock tease. She could have any guy at Forks high down on their knees panting and begging to kiss her feet if she wanted. But no. She was super devoted to her boyfriend, Emmett McCarty. Emmett was so completely pussy whipped that it made me sick. He was two years older than her and went to school at University of Washington, which was three hours away. Those two had been an item ever since Rosalie Hale stepped foot on Forks high at the tender age of fourteen.
Truthfully, Rosalie was my best friend out of the whole bunch. Sure, she was a crazy bitch when she wanted to be, but she was the most real out of all the girls I knew. It was no secret to me that Lauren and Jessica were in awe of her prowess and knew full on that Jessica wasn't the leader. Rose was and always had been. But her love of Emmett distracted her from high school and she already had one foot out of the brick building. She was merely counting down the days till could graduate and go join Emmett at U of W. Rose couldn't care less about trivial high school gossip and writing catty things on the bathroom walls.
"Rose, I really don't want to hear about your extracurricular activities with Emmett. I'm just picking something out so we can go over to Tyler's and meet Lauren and Jess," I said, rifling through my closet.
She let out a heavy sigh and went to my closet, effortlessly picking out a blue sweater, jeans, and boots. "Get changed. I'm going to go hang out with Charlie."
Rose left the room and headed downstairs to the living room where Charlie, my dad was stationed, cleaning his gun. Somehow, they had formed an odd sort of friendship over the past year, talking about sports and cars and guns. Emmett had turned Rose on to his love of all those three. Rosalie, the mini-skirt, high heeled wearing Amazon spent her time with Emmett watching the Mariners, going to car shows and shooting guns with Emmett down at the range on the Quileute reservation.
After I finished getting ready, I went downstairs and started putting away the leftover chicken casserole I had made for dinner. Charlie was pretty much helpless in anything domestic, so it was all left to me. Not that I minded, it at least gave me something to do.
"Dad? I'm going out with Rosalie tonight and I'm going to stay the night at her house. Is that okay?" I asked, knowing he would say it was.
"You ask your parents about that?" Charlie grunted, looking over at Rosalie.
"Of course, Chief. They love having Bella over," she answered, a huge smile plastered on her face. Truth be told, I don't think I've spent longer than thirty seconds in a room with the Hales. As far as parenting went, their belief was one of 'let them learn from their own mistakes.' Meaning they were lazy as fuck when it came to being parents.
"Alright. Have fun you too. Call me if you need anything, Bells." Charlie said as we walked to the door. "And no funny business!"
Rosalie and I just laughed as we left the house.
Tyler's house was a little less than a mile away from where I lived, so Rosalie insisted that we walk so she doesn't have to worry about drinking and wrecking her precious red Mercedes.
"God, I am so ready to get trashed. They better have liquor there. I've been beyond stressed about SATs, ACTs, college apps..."
She continued complaining about everything wrong in her life the entire walk there. I was preoccupied though, my mind kept wandering and I couldn't figure out why. Maybe I just needed to get trashed too.
"Oh my God! Bella! Rose! You made it!" Jessica's shrill voice sounded out as she ran drunkenly towards me, Lauren in tow. They were dressed alike, like they often were. They both wore short denim mini-skirts, thick cotton tights paired with brown Uggs. They also both wore polo shirts. Lauren's in purple and Jessica's in black. They wore no jackets, even though it was probably only sixty degrees out.
"Hey you guys. Drunk already?" I asked. I checked my phone. The party had only been going on for about thirty minutes now.
"Oh well. You know us." Lauren giggled. "Mike brought some of that hard lemonade stuff. It's soo good. I couldn't even taste the alcohol!"
"Where is Mike?" Jessica pouted, looking around. "He said he had a surprise to show me."
I rolled my eyes. I would bet my non-existent life savings what that surprise was. Jessica had a huge crush on Mike Newton, the guy that tripped Edward earlier today. Mike knew she did too and used it to his full advantage.
"Come on, Jess. Let's go find the boys." Lauren said, tugging at her arm. Tyler, the guy's house we were at was Lauren's version of Newton. Those two girls were deluded, thinking that they could change those boys from their man-whoring ways.
"Can we graduate already?" Rose asked, turning to me.
I groaned, wondering the same thing. There had to be more to life than this.
We went up to the house and Rose grabbed my hand as she began walking through the crowd. Of course, everyone parted like the red sea for her. We made it to the keg where two overly helpful sophomores poured beer for us.
Rosalie wanted to go mingle for a bit and go to the backyard for a smoke. I told her I would be fine here, by the keg so she'd know where to find me.
Well she was gone for a long time. I turned down all invitations to go smoke a bowl, said I didn't know where 'so and so' went, but I readily accepted my own small bottle of Jack Daniels. Sealed of course, I wasn't a huge enough idiot to accept a possibly roofied drink.
More time passed and I had to pee horribly. In my drunken mind I felt horribly guilty for leaving my spot incase Rose decided to come back. But hey, the bitch left me for like an hour. I stumbled through the crowd, trying to remember where the bathroom was. I headed up the steps to the second floor and just started opening random doors.
"Shit! I'm sorry!" I exclaimed, covering my eyes as I opened a door leading to one of the bedrooms. Tanya was there, in all her naked glory riding this guy Felix that was on the football team.
"It's okay, baby. Wanna join?" He slurred. Tanya didn't even blink.
"Umm, no thanks. I'll pass," I said hurriedly, turning around and shutting the door.
Screw this. I had to pee so damn badly and all the bathrooms disappeared.
I pushed through my peers and out the door, passing by Jessica and Lauren who were sitting outside on a bench on the front porch, both straddling their men, tongues jammed down their throats.
I walked through the cold night air, trying to find a bathroom. Yeah, right. Like a bathroom would just magically appear. But hell, I'd settle for a port-a-potty at this point. I took swigs of my Jack Daniels to help warm me, which didn't help my other problem at all.
It was only ten, but there were no house lights on anywhere. Everyone was already in bed. Yes, Forks was that exciting. I had only walked a couple blocks when I started to consider turning back to Tylers house.
However, I saw the light.
Someone's front porch light was on and there was a silhouetted figure sitting down on one of those swinging benches. I ran up to the house, probably looking like a crazy person, drunk and stumbling.
"Hey! Can I please use your bathroom?" I yelled as I ran up to the house.
"Umm…" The shadowed man said.
"Please? I won't like, rob you or anything."
"Sure. Come on, I'll show you were it is." He stood up and I followed him around the house to the side gate, to the backyard where there was a small guest house.
"Just er, go in. It's the first door past the kitchen."
I finished up my business and went back outside.
"Thank you, so much." I said shyly, standing in front of him.
"It's no problem," he reassured.
It was probably the combination of the beer and whiskey, churned together by the brief running. When I opened my mouth to thank him again, I instead found myself puking all over the front of his black hoodie.
He looked down at his puke covered hoodie to my face and disgust washed over his features.
"Oh fuck. I am so, so sorry! I usually don't drink like this and then the puking and I'm just a complete bitch tonight. I'm sorry. Really."
When he didn't say anything, I took the opportunity to turn and run, back to the party."There you are!" Rose yelled, walking over to me.
She was at the corner, walking towards where I had just came from. "You scared the shit out of me. I told you to stay next to the keg!"
"Sorry, I just got a little…sidetracked."
"Well whatever. Let's get going. The party is boring. Everyone is just coupling off now and I do not need to see that shit."
"Yeah, can we just go back to your place? I'm not feeling too good."
She rolled her eyes. "Come on. You better not yak at my house though. You know my parents hate that. Do it in the bushes if you have to."
If only she knew.
I was all too ready for lunch break by fourth period Monday morning. So far, the day had been a disaster. The printer went into major fail mode this morning and I wasn't able to print out the English essay I had worked my butt off on all weekend. In Spanish, we had a pop quiz on material I hadn't had time to review since I spent the weekend on my English paper. I had to spend the quiz stealthily hiding my answers from Jessica, who sat next to me and was trying to cheat off of me.
Rose and Lauren were already sitting at the table when Jessica and I got there.
"Is it Friday yet?" Lauren whined, picking at her salad.
"Shut up. It's only Monday. Maybe if you hadn't spent all weekend hanging out with Tyler and doing whatever he wanted, you wouldn't feel so shitty today," Rose snapped.
"Geez. It was just a comment. Don't have a freaking cow," Lauren snapped back.
"You bitches are giving me a headache," Jessica said, rubbing her temples.
I just rolled my eyes and looked around the cafeteria, lingering a little too long on the empty table where New Kid Edward had sat at just a few days ago. I wouldn't blame him for skipping out on the cafeteria today. Or for the rest of the year.
I continued my observation of the cafeteria and made eye contact with Newton. He smirked and winked at me.
Jessica caught him looking over at our table. "Oh my God! Mike's staring over here. Hi Mike!"
Mike cocked his head and Jessica bounded over to him, squealing as she plopped herself down on his lap and started playing with his hair.
"I'm bored. Wanna skip and go to Port Angeles?" Rose asked Lauren and I.
Lauren shrugged. "I guess. Nothing better to do."
"Bella?" Rose asked, turning to me.
"Nope. Can't. Chief Swan will have my head on a platter if I cut class."
"Suit yourself," Rose told me as she and Lauren packed up their stuff and headed out the cafeteria towards Rosalie's table in biology was in the back corner of the room. Luckily, I was the only one who sat there, since the class was an odd number. It never bothered me. I was good at biology, I didn't need someone else slowing me down or bothering me in class.
Today however, someone was sitting at the empty seat next to mine.
"Ah, Miss Swan. You have a new lab partner. He's new in town. His name is Edward Cullen. I trust you to show him the ropes." Mr. Banner greeted me.
New kid was my lab partner. Okay. I can deal. I walked up and dropped my bag to the ground next to the table, sitting down heavily in my chair.
"Hi. I'm Bella Swan. You're Edward?" I asked, sticking my hand out.
"Oh, um. Yeah. Hi. I'm Edward," he said, loosely grasping my hand.
Mr. Banner called the class to attention, preventing us from talking further.
I felt uneasy in my seat, tense almost. The atmosphere around me was charged and I couldn't figure out why. Edward seemed just as uneasy, but I attributed it to him being new and uncomfortable.
I found myself taking side glances at him throughout the period, studying him. He had fiery bronze hair, which he frequently ran his fingers through in a seemingly nervous habit. His facial features were strong and masculine, a light dusting of stubble on his face. He furrowed his brows often, looking deep in thought, causing a crease to form between his brows and wrinkles in his forehead. Taking breaks between cursive written notes, he would push his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
"Alright kids. Lesson's over for today. I expect you to read chapter twenty in your textbook for class by Wednesday. We have about fifteen minutes left, talk amongst yourselves," Mr. Banner said, before he sat down and started going through papers.
"Feeling better today?" Edward asked.
I jumped a bit at his voice, I had been spacing out, doodling in the margins of my bio notes.
"Um, I'm feeling okay…I guess," I mumbled, confused at his random question.
"Good. I mean, you seemed to not be feeling so well Friday night," he explained.
The party. "You were at Tyler's?" I asked, somewhat incredulously, then feeling bad at the tone of my voice. "I mean, you've not even been here a week or anything."
"I wasn't at Tyler's. I'm not sure who Tyler is. I meant afterward. When you needed to use the…facilities?" He said shyly, a faint blush creeping up his face.
Facilities? Oh. OH. "That was you…wasn't it? Where I used the bathroom?"
"Yeah. That would be me," he confirmed.
I groaned, holding my head in my hands. "How embarrassing."
"It's okay. It was a little unexpected, maybe. But it wasn't anything a load of laundry and a shower couldn't fix. I didn't know Forks was so…exciting."
I didn't know it was possible to even more mortified than I already was until he mentioned laundry. I puked all over the new kid!
"I am so, so freaking sorry. Really. I'll buy you new clothes or do your laundry or whatever."
"It's fine, Bella. You didn't do it on purpose. Besides, I had a lot of dirty clothes to wash anyways." He grumbled, the blush deepening.
"I'm sorry," I said, remembering how his clothes looked after the incident last Friday at lunch.
Edward shrugged, "You have no reason to apologize. You didn't laugh. I should thank you."
I wondered briefly about how he knew I didn't join in the laughter. "You weren't in the cafeteria during lunch."
"I don't know if I'll be eating in the cafeteria. The library is quieter during lunch, anyways."
The bell rang, signaling the end of school. I packed my bag quickly, hoping, for some reason, to be able to walk out at the same time as Edward and maybe continue our talk.
That plan didn't work out. Jessica was already standing at the door of my biology class, looking impatient and pissed.
"Come on. Let's go do something. I had a shitty afternoon," Jessica said, beginning to walk towards the parking lot.
I nodded my head, following her. I turned to where Edward had been standing behind me. But he was already halfway down the hallway, his head down, shoulders hunched.
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