Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Twilight characters.
"Whew!" I exclaimed, while wiping the imaginary sweat off my forehead. "Finally!" I turned to look at Edward. The awkward atmosphere became a little bit okay. I giggled at Edward's state.
He was lying down on my bed, taking deep breaths. "H—how can you just stand the—there feeling all re—refreshed and n—not all ti—tired!" I smiled at him.
"It's, what you call, a gift," I said smugly. "Or I'm just used to packing and unpacking Alice's stuff. You should be used to it, too! You're her brother for Fred's sake!" He sat up on my bed and raised an eyebrow.
"Fred? I thought it was Pete," he said bewildered. "And, yes I'm her brother, but that doesn't mean I am used to packing her torture filled stuff. I usually get away with it."
"But not now," I corrected.
"Yeah…," he agreed. Oh, great! The awkward silence came back!
"So…," I said.
"So…," he said back.
"Mary," I said beginning a nursery rhyme.
"Had a little lamb," he said playing too. Suddenly, the door busted open.
"Whose fleece was white as snow!!" Alice shouted. "I've got bed covers!" She dropped the bags she was holding, and pointed at Edward.
"You—fix our beds up!" she ordered. He looked at the big bags, and his eyes widened.
"I gotta go uh, feed, um, my cat?" His getaway sounded more like a question.
"Edward Anthony Masen Culle—!" She was about to say his full name, but he jumped up and ran out of the door.
"Bye, Bella!" he shouted. "A—and bye, Alice!" he added.
"Seems he got away with it this time," I muttered. Alice looked at me warily then smirked.
"What's with that smirk?" I asked suspiciously. She grinned.
"Oh, nothing! Nothing at all, little Bella!" She waved me off, and took the bags. "So…"
"Déjà vu, man," I mumbled. She looked at me.
"What?"
"Oh nothing! Nothing at all, little Alice!" I said mimicking her. She stuck her tongue out at me.
"So, what did you and Edward do, while I was gone?" she asked casually. I saw her smirk.
"Unpacked your "torture filled stuff"," I said casually using Edward's words.
"Ah," she said unconvinced.
"Ah, indeed."
"Anything else?" she urged.
"Why?"
"Something smells funny," she sang, her smirk growing bigger.
"Maybe it's your expensive Chanel perfume," I guessed. Dang! She's onto me!
She turned to me and scoffed. "It smells fine! You even said so yourself!"
"What if I was lying?" I asked. She rolled her eyes.
"You're bad at lying, Isabella," she told me. "Vewy, vewy bad!" She made an impersonation of Elmer Fudd.
"Whatever." I decided to change the subject. "Did you get our schedules?"
"Le Gasp!" she gasped? "We have to get it!" She threw a pretty blue bed cover at me.
"That's yours! And don't think you can get away with what we were talking about!" she scolded.
"What are we talking about?" I asked innocently. She rolled her eyes at me.
"Let's go!" She grabbed my hand, and headed for the door. "Classes start tomorrow, you know." We stopped running, and went down the stairs.
"No, way!" I said sarcastically. She glared at me.
"Triple S, man!" she said.
"What?"
"You are a Triple S!" she exclaimed. "Shy, stubborn, and sarcastic!"
"Wha—what about smart?" I asked with fake sadness.
"That doesn't count. You're too smart!" We stopped in front of a counter. Mrs. Cope was there.
"Good morning or afternoon, Mrs. Cope!" we said in unison. We looked at each other and laughed.
"Well, good morning—," she checked the clock behind her; it was lunch time. "—or afternoon. Nice to see you, ladies again! Are you here for your schedules?" We both nodded. She got off her chair and, headed for the file drawer.
"I like her," I said.
"I like her more," Alice challenged.
"I like her more!"
"I likest herest morest!" she exclaimed trying to use old English.
"I love her!" I blushed and immediately closed my mouth. Alice started laughing. I glared at her.
"Who do you love?" Mrs. Cope asked with our schedules. Alice stopped laughing, and turned to me.
"Yes, Bella, who do you love more?" she asked innocently, and smirked.
"Barney," I blurted out. I blushed again. Alice covered her mouth, trying to stifle her giggles.
"I thought Barney was a guy," she said confused.
"Maybe he's gay," I said finishing the subject. I heard Alice giggle. Mrs. Cope looked at her, but Alice covered it up by whistling…badly. I tried to teach her one time, but all she did was spit at me.
Alice looked over her shoulder. "I think that was a hormonal teenager boy, trying to be gay." Now I had to stifle my giggles.
"I swear you two are very weird," Mrs. Cope said looking at us weirdly. "Here you go." She handed us our schedules.
"Thank you, Mrs. Cope," we both said in unison again. We laughed again at that. Mrs. Cope rolled her eyes.
"Like I said weird. Have a nice day girls," she said politely. We both waved goodbye at her and left.
"What's your schedgy?" Alice asked.
"A what?"
"Your schedule." She sighed impatiently.
"Oh. Here." I handed it to her. She held out both of our schedules to compare. It said:
Isabella Marie Swan
1st period: French Class. Mrs. Ovacane.
2nd period: Physics. Mr. Banner.
3rd period: Lunch.
4th period: AP Literature. Mr. Ramirez.
5th period: Government. Mr. Salas.
6th period: Family Life. Mr. Oblacas.
7th period: Health. Mrs. Shay
Alice was in my first, fifth, sixth, and seventh periods. Her second period was Art, her third was nurse assistant, and her fourth was Music.
"At least I have you for some classes," she said trying to cheer me up. I sighed.
"Yeah…" We arrived in front of our dorm, and went inside. We both started to put our bed covers on our beds. Someone knocked on our door.
"Man! I wanted to get some rest!" Alice complained.
"Just get the door," I said.
"Yes, Mom!" she replied. She went near the door, and just stood there.
"Who is it?" she sang.
"Pizza Delivery," a deep voice said.
"Oooh! Bella! I didn't know you ordered!" she said to me.
"I didn't!" What the heck?
"Then let's steal it!" she suggested.
"Alice!"
"Fine! Let's go check who it is! Might be someone hot!" she said excitedly.
"Doubt it," I muttered. She opened to show Edward and Emmett.
"Dang! Thought it was someone hot! That's what I get for assuming!" She sighed.
"That's mean!" Emmett pouted.
"Emmett!" I exclaimed.
"Bella!"
"Emmy!"
"Bells!"
"Cut it out!" Alice shouted. We both stuck our tongues out at her. "Very mature."
"What's your room number?" I asked. He grinned at me.
"Ah-ah-ah!" He wagged it finger at me. "You forgot somethin'!" I rolled my eyes, and went to hug my cuddly brother.
"Awesoooooome!!" he screamed. He hugged me really tight.
"E—Emmett…ca—can't brea—breathe!" I struggled around his tight grip.
"Oops! Forgot how fragile you are!" he teased and let go of me. I glared at him.
"Fragile?" I asked. I punched him on his forearm. He jumped back rubbing his arm.
"Ow!" I rolled my eyes at him. I turned around to see Edward and Alice arguing.
"...I think it is my turn to spend time with her!" Edward whispered.
"She's my best friend! It's your fault for ignoring her!" Alice argued.
"What are you guys talking about?" I asked.
"Nothing!" they both said quickly. Something's up…
"Hmmmm…to break the awkward tension…Eddie?" he called. Edward looked at him.
"Yeah?"
"Still a virgin?" Alice and I giggled. Edward growled.
"I'm scared!" he said sarcastically. "By the way, little Eddie here is my roomie! Five doors down from yours!" I forgot to mention that Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie are all juniors in college.
"Really?" I turned to face Edward.
"Sadly, yes," he muttered. I smiled apologetically at him. "Do you have your schedule?" I nodded at him. I took it out of my pocket, and gave it to him.
He read it. "Huh. I have you for second and third period. Cool." He grinned at me. "Gives me more time to spend with you." I blushed.
"Whoa-whoa-whoa! Bellsy!" Emmett called. Oh, joy! Emmett protective mode activates! "You didn't tell me you and little Eddie here are having a little sumthin', sumthin'! You got some 'splainin to do!" He did an impersonation of that guy in that Lucy show.
"Ha-ha! No we're not! Just spendin' time together. Buddy to buddy! Right…Pretty boy?" I teased. I felt a little disappointed when I said we were only buddies.
"Yeah…W—Wait! Pretty boy?" he asked. I could of sworn I heard disappointment in his voice too.
"Got a problem?" I asked.
"No…"
"Oooh! Burn, Eddie!" Emmett exclaimed. Edward glared at him.
"Run," he warned.
"Bye, sis! Bye, Alice!" he yelled while running. Edward ran, too.
"Bye, Bella and Alice!" he yelled also. I looked at Alice.
"What were you two arguing about?" I asked.
"It's nothing. He's just being an idiot," she reassured me.
"I thought that was my brother's job," I muttered. She giggled at that.
"All of our older brothers are idiots," she said. Edward is one minute and 36 seconds older than her. "Now tell me…"
"Tell you what?"
"Why does Edward always say your name first every time he says "bye"?" she asked warily.
I blushed. "I—I—I don't know." She smirked at me.
"Huh. Nice answer," she said sarcastically. And she calls me sarcastic…
"I know, right?!" I said sarcastically back. She rolled her eyes at me.
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