Thanks to all the people who reviewed, I think I'll give you previews in the future so I don't feel so bad for updating late.
As you can see I'm a shitty updater and I apologise and I'd let you got on to read but I just want to say that I'm having a real hard time getting past the writer's block for this story and I can't seem to decide on the plot. All this means I might put this story on hiatus until I've finished it or at least have a few more chapters written. Sorry about that,
I'll leave you to it.
Ps, thanks to my awesome beta, luvvs2dream, your face is awesome.
Chapter Three
I am, I am ready to be new again I'm ready to hear you say Who I am is quite enough (Quite enough) I am, I am ready to be new again I'm ready to hear you say Who I am is quite enough (Quite enough)
"Work it, sweetie. Work it." Ange murmurs under her breath to me. Damn straight I'm gonna fucking work it. So what if there's a gay looking Volvo outside? Whether or not the Cullen's are here, I've taken too much shit to let this affect me. Even so, the motherfuckers could have at least told me they were coming. Meh, my only joy will come from their surprise when they see the new me, if it is them anyway. Bastards, it probably is. Man, my luck fucking sucks.
We strut our stuff like we own the place, sailing unaffectedly through the empty hallways. Yeah, if you haven't figured it out yourselves, we're mega late. But hey, now we get to make a scene of it! Go Freak Twins.
"No worries, babe." Ange smiles at me as we stand in front of the homeroom. "After all the crap you've been through, the Cullen's are a piece of cake." I grin back at her and this is when I know for sure, I'm gonna' make it through everything just fine.
"Let's go, bitch." Cue drums and Entrance
"Well, I don't know what time you two call this, but you might as well sit down." The loveable Mr. Banner sighs as we completely ignore him and walk past the Forksians towards our usual seats, only to find them taken, of course. Banner sighs again, "And you're just in time to welcome back the Cullen's, Bella and Angela."
Lo and behold, Alice and Emmet Cullen gawk at us wide eyed like of the rest of these idiots. Yep, I'd say they're kind of surprised.
"B-Bella?" Alice stutters out first. "You look...you look different."
"She looks fuck hot!" Is the Big One's response, he stands up to his full 6 ft. Godzilla inches and gives me that adorable dimpled grin. So innocent and childlike and totally wasted on rocker chicks.
"Thanks, but honey," I walk up to him and gently put my hand to his chest, "you're in our seats." His eyes widen again at the lack of response. What is he expecting really, a big fat welcome hug? Nu-uh, not happening today. Emmet slumps back in my seat.
Ange snickers as she draws up behind Alice, "You too, pixel chick."
Suffice to say, the two Cullen's we have met so far are so stunned they don't even question it. They both get up and leave the room. Banner and co give us a look as we occupy the cold seats. After another moment of silence, Ange pipes up.
"Something I said?"
I snicker, but at the same time, I can't help but think, couldn't they have at least warmed the damn seats? Bastards…
First and second period pass in a flash, honestly, I'm not too surprised. I can't imagine the fine-looking Cullen's being interested in double Wood shop. It might spoil they're lovely clothes. Pfft, pansies. I walk out towards my baby again to wait for Ange, knowing she'd rush out after enduring two hours of English. It's so sad that we only have two classes together throughout the whole week. I can't really be too annoyed though, considering it was my fault for scrapping my timetable for an almost new one. While I still do Math, Biology, English and History, I also do shit like Physics, Wood shop and Art. What can I say? I found my interests varied from Edward's after he left. I wonder if all the Cullen's are back.
Then again, it seems that I can just as easily count them considering they've decided on a group meeting by the Volvo. Wow, I wonder if it would sound even gayer if I said that out loud... I open the door to my Vanquish and perch myself just inside so the 'Deluxe Edition Sparkling Family' set is out of sight, well, out of sight to me. They can obviously still see me, that or they all have x ray vision from the way I can almost feel holes being burned into various points of my body.
I snicker to myself and say, knowing full well that they can hear me, "Fuckers."
"You got that right." Ange mutters just as she slips into the car. "God, could they be any gayer? It's like, 'meet me in the Volvo, its going down'." We crack up before she gets serious, well, as serious as Ange can get. "So yah, it seems all the Cullen's are back, even the good doctor and his doting wife. Also, I had Edweirdo in English, which fucking SUCKED. He stared at me the whole time and actually asked me if I really was Angela Webber."
I shake my head vaguely amused. "And I take it you told him no. In fact, you are Angela Swan, a proud member of the Freak Twins."
"Damn straight," she practically growls. "That shut him right up." She stops again and looks at me carefully. "Y'know, this might be bad of me but...shit. Jasper's like a fucking God!"
Okay, yeah, I'm shocked. It also dawns on me that since the Cullen's heard me call them fuckers, I'm pretty sure they can hear Ange singing Jasper's praises too. "Pffft. Nice." Oh, hell yeah.
I'm still laughing my ass off at her a few minutes later, so much so that a sharp tap on my window startles me. I look up and see, for the first time in several months, my first love. Oh wow. That's a shock to the system.
"Bella...we need to talk." I'd already stopped laughing when I'd seen him, but the intensely serious look set me off again.
"Nice to see you too Edward, my long lost love." (Bella smiles? Croons? Give me something woman!)
Up until now Ange had stayed quiet, but she couldn't help but laugh with me. Yeah, like I said before. I think I'm gonna make it through this just fine. Perhaps slightly crazier, but fine all the same. Which all things considered, probably doesn't sound to good consideringItalian Jobhas us all convinced that fine = Fucked up, Insecure, Neurotic and Emotional. But I actually mean it when I say I'm okay. While this internal explanation goes on in my head, I realise that I've stopped laughing and have an equally serious frown on my face. Just like Eddie. Nice.
Now that I've thought about him, I notice that he's still standing by my window with a slightly pathetic, hurt face. What right has he got to look like that? Nada, dipshit. I roll my eyes and sigh.
"Fine. I'll come over to yours after school. Happy?"
"I'm coming." Ange says evenly. Both Eddie and I turn to look at her, me smiling, him being his usual shit-head self.
"Sorry babes, but I'd like to do this alone. I'll tell all later though, I promise." I cup her cheek in my hand knowing she'll be fine with it.
"Of course she cannot come. This is between us and us alone." What...a dick. Both Ange and I snap our heads round and hiss at him. Feel the Wrath of The Freak Twins, fucktard.
"I take it all the Cullen's will be in attendance." I smile at him maliciously.
"..."
"Exactly. Don't presume that you have any say in what I do, who I bring or who I tell. I'm only going to get some closure. Don't fuck around with me and also, understand that I'm coming alone because I want to." I open my door and step past him. "Now, if you'll excuse us, we have class."
As we walk away, Ange doesn't even try to be quiet, "What a fucking idiot. What did you ever see in him, babe?"
I smirk. "God knows." At least now the family know how I feel about him now. I wonder what Alice had expected? From the surprise on everyone's face, I'm guessing not this. Maybe I'll start betting against her from now on. We carry on walking and split by building two where I have Art and Ange has Spanish.
"See ya at lunch, hun." We hug.
"Yeah, don't let the Cullen's get the jump on you, babe." We smirk at each other over the likely outcome of such an event. I'm like half banshee when I get pissed so good luck to them.
We're already late but hey, who gives a fuck? Certainly not the teacher, whose name I never remember nor any of my classmates. Now they can ogle me more easily as I take the 'walk of shame' to the back of the class where my fortress of art resides. I love the fact that the whole back corner is mine. If someone were to say, 'does it have your name on it?' I can say, 'yes retard, it says it in caps on the motherfucking wall.' I made a huge poster for the Freak Twins with Bella & Angela Swan printed on it and hung on the wall so ha! Suck it bitches. I'm not childish, by the way. Or territorial in the slightest.
"Miss Swan. I'm glad you've decided to join us today..." Yep, block that shit right out and go along with my business of collecting an A3 sheet of paper for a new sketch. That is, until I heard, "...Mr Hale, as he has been away and you're the only one without a partner."
"You what?" Hale. As in Jasper and Rosalie Hale. Mr meaning she's talking about Jasper being in my art class. And she wants me to what?
Miss Whatever-Her-Name-Is sighs. What is it with teachers and the almighty sighs of disappointment? You hate life and life hates you. You've had half a dozen decades to come to terms with it, so Christ, get over it already. "I said, Miss Swan, I would like you to reintroduce Mr Hale to all the art supplies and such. This is because-"
"Yeah, speed it up, Teach. I'm not retarded. I just ignored you so you don't have to break down the meaning of your life to me." I'm impatient, always have been. Patience went through the rear exit of my forte before I was born. Hell, I was actually born two months premature. Tells you a lot about me, right?
Anyway. After another sigh, she gets on with the explanation. "You are the only student with no partner and are also the only one who knows where everything is." Sadly, this also includes her. "So please, indulge me." Did she really just say that?
Just as I'm about to tell her where to stick her 'indulgence', Jasper walks in. Well now...let's not be so hasty. I should have known Ange was right. Jasper's a fucking God.
He looks around the class and does a double take when he sees me. He gives me the whole body look and meets my eyes and I can see his surprise as he realises who he just eye-raped. Obviously, he didn't quite believe the family about how I've changed. I'm unimpressed how no one told me just how muchhehad changed. No more crappy prep-tastic hardware. Instead fitted tees, dark skinny jeans and fuck if I'm wrong but I do believe he's wearing black, honest to God, cowboy boots.
"Hey there, Bella." He went back to Texas? He must have. How else did he revive that gorgeous southern accent? I like southern. I like cowboys and I like Texas. Everything's bigger in Texas so I'm bound to like it. More importantly, fate has made it fairly impossible for me not to like him. Fuck. Am I seriously thinking of going after my ex-boyfriend's brother who is also my ex-best friend's husband? "It's nice to see you, darlin'." He smiles. Well, I guess that answers my moral dilemma. All aboard the Jasper Express!
"Hi, Jasper." I smirk. He walks down towards my table and slides in next to me. I stare at him a while longer than necessary before he breaks the silence.
"What are you thinking?" His deep voice washes straight through me as his twang comes back into play.
Save a horse, ride a cowboy.
"Nothing important."
Envy x