AP Chem

Bella

Before running off to AP chemistry, I take out my cell phone and call my house to see how my brother is doing. His new home nurse is pissed because Aaron wasn't too happy about the way his lunch tasted. Apparently he threw the bowl of food on the floor in protest.

Was it too much work for my mother to take a day off and help Aaron transition to not having one of us there with him all day?

Yes, it was. The whole world would fall apart if my mom stood home from the firm.

Summer is over, I can't be there every second of everyday. No matter how much I wanted to be.

I can't be there to pick up the pieces of my wrecked family.

"Cinderbella get in the car," Aaron slurred, coming out of the Deli. I knew it was a bad idea to let him drive drunk.

"No," I said firmly, pushing him into the passengers seat. "I'm driving home."

The loud ring of the late bell, took me out of my memories. Thankfully.

I should be focusing on school, right now. Getting into my dad's alma mater, is my goal at the moment.

Gotta get into NYU, that way I can stay close to home and close to my brother.

"Hey babe, I saved you a seat." Mike motioned towards to stool next to him.

The room looked like any other chemistry lab, with rows of lab tables for two. This means I'll sit next to Mike for the rest of the year and do the dreaded project on the introduction to college chemistry together.

I felt foolish for even thinking that things wouldn't be the same for us, I slip onto the stool and pull out my heavy textbook.

"Hey look Masen is in our class!" a guy calls out from the back of the room. "EJ get your ass over here."

I try not to stare when EJ greets his friends with pats on the backs and handshakes too complicated to remember. EJ's bandanna had moved from its place in his back pocket to being wrapped around his head.

Just the presence of EJ catches everyone's eye. He might be dangerous but no one is blind, like I said the boy was built like a god.

Even the most uptight upper east side resident would break their neck looking at him.

"I heard he was arrested last year for possession of meth," Mike whispers to me.

"No way."

He nods and his eyebrows go up. "Way."

Well, the information shouldn't be so surprising. I heard most weekends he spends high, passed out, or doing something else illegal. First day of school gossip is very insightful. Especially if it's about the hottest bad boy in the school.

Mrs. Platt-Cullen closes the door of the classroom with a loud bang. She's a new teacher, she worked in another school before Mr. Cullen (her husband) transferred her here. She looked lovable, and very warm. But from what I heard she was tough as nails.

All the eyes moved from the back of the room, where EJ and his friends were sitting, to the front where Mrs. Platt-Cullen is standing. She has light brown hair and looks like she's probably in her late twenties.

"Good afternoon and welcome to AP chemistry. I am Mrs. Platt-Cullen but you can simply call me Mrs. Cullen." She says, sitting on the edge of her desk and opening a folder. "I appreciate you picking your own seats, but I make the seating arrangements."

A loud groan is heard throughout the class, but it doesn't phase her. She stands in front of the first lab table and says, "Michael Newton and Tanya Denali."

Tanya Denali is co-captain of the cheerleading squad with me. She flashed me an apologetic look as she slides onto the stool next to my boyfriend.

Down the list, she goes, where she'll stop nobody knows.

"Isabella Swan," she points to the table behind Mike. I very unenthusiastically sit down.

"Edward Masen," Mrs. Cullen points to the seat next to me.

Edward? Who the hell is.... oh my God!

"Call me EJ," Edward huffs, sitting in his seat.

I definitely should have stayed home today, I feel like I'm about to have a panic attack.

"EJ Masen," she says, before changing his name on her list. "Mr. Masen take off that bandanna. I have a zero tolerance policy in my class. No gang relates accessories are allowed."

EJ stares her down, probably expecting her to back off. But she doesn't so he slides the bandanna off this head, exposing his forehead and his messy bronze hair.

"Its to cover up the lice," Mike mutters to Tanya, but I heard it so EJ must have too.

"Shut the fuck up rich boy," EJ says, his cold hard eyes blazing. "Unless you want a fuckin' repeat of what happened in the locker room."

Mike smirks then scoffs, "Whatever dude."

"That's enough Mike. EJ sit down." Mrs. Cullen orders, bringing attention to the class. "I can't control you outside of school but in this class, I'm boss." she says turning back to EJ.

While the teacher goes down the list, I do everything in my power not to make eye contact with the guy sitting next to me. I really wish I had my purse or something, but just my luck I left it in my locker.

"This sucks," EJ mumbles to himself. His voice as smooth as silk but as still sort of rough like sandpaper.

How the hell does he get it to sound like that?

How am I going to explain to my parents that I failed AP chemistry because my partner is a gang member. Somehow I know I'll get blamed for this, it was only natural.

I glance in front of me to see Mike in deep conversation with Tanya. I'm so jealous because I wish I could be sitting there.

I wish you could like get a do over day in life so you could like yell "Do Over!" and everything would go back to the beginning.

Does anyone besides me think that it in unreasonable for the captain of the cheerleading squad and one of the most dangerous guy in school to be lab partners? This woman is crazy. Seriously, she flipped her lid if she thinks this is fair.

Finally she was finished assigning seats, "You are here because AP chemistry is a basic intro into college chemistry. You and your partner will be completing a project in the science of chemistry to ready yourself for college."

Yeah like EJ is even going to college.

"I grade fairly but you have to earn my respect, which not many people in this world can boast about."

"I got a few things I can boast about Mrs. C.," EJ chuckles.

But Mrs. Cullen isn't laughing, instead she holds up a hand. "Please spare us the details, EJ."

I shake my head, if he thinks antagonizing the teacher is the way to get a good grade, he's sadly mistaken. It's pretty obvious Mrs. Cullen doesn't like smart-assess and guess what, my partner qualifies as number 1 on that list.

"Now," Mrs. Cullen begins. "Look at the person sitting next to you."

Please, anything but that.

But I have no choice. I glance over at Mike again, who looks a little to happy with his partner. If Tanya didn't already have a boyfriend, I would seriously be asking why she's leaning a bit too close to him and flipping her hair back.

I'm paranoid.

"You don't have to like your partner," she spoke, walking up and down the aisle. "But you're stuck with them. Take 5 minutes and get to know each other, then you will introduce your partner to the class. Begin."

I grab my spiral notebook and open to the first page. "Why don't you write down something about yourself in my notebook and I'll do the same in yours," I tell him, shoving my notebook at him.

The corners of his mouth twitched and he nods in agreement handing me his notebook.

I wrote a few things I like and what I did over the summer and handed him back his book as Mrs. Cullen told Mike to begin.

I didn't pay one ounce of attention to whatever he was saying about Tanya because EJ handed me my notebook back. I glance down at the words written and end up staring with my mouth open.

Edward

Okay, so maybe I shouldn't have tried to fuck her up on the introduction shit. But I gotta admit her reaction to me writing, Saturday night. You and me. Driving lessons and really hot passionate sex... was priceless.

It might not have been the smartest thing to do but I've been itching to make this bitch pay for my first visit with good old Mr. Cullen.

"Miss Swan?"

I tried to hold back my laughter when her face composed itself, she knew how to hide her true emotions, something I recognize because I do it all the time.

"Yes," Bella says, tilting her head to the side and smiling like a beauty queen.

I wonder if she could talk herself out of a ticket with that smile?

I'm not blind, Ms. Perfect is actually perfect. She's beautiful, nice lean sexy figure, soft curly brown hair, and eyes you could get lost in.

"It's your turn to introduce EJ to the class."

I lean up to face her, waiting for a introduction she has to make up or admit she knows jack shit about me.

She glances down at me and a very seductive smile plays on her beautiful glossy lips.

Okay, time to adjust my jeans.

"This is Edward Masen," she starts, her voice perfectly innocent. While my temper flares a bit when she mentions my given name. Bitch. "When he wasn't hanging out on the street corners of Brooklyn and harassing innocent people. He was touring the inside of jail cells, looking forward to the near future, if you know what I mean. And he has a secret desire no one knows about."

The room gets quiet. Even Mrs. Cullen straightens in anticipation. Fuck, even I'm listening like the words coming from Bella's pink-frosted lying lips are gospel.

"His secret desire," she continues. "Is to go to college and become a chemistry teacher, like you Mrs. Cullen."

What the fuck?! I look over to Ally, who seems to be holding in her laughter. Clearly amused that she isn't afraid to talk shit in front of the entire class.

Bella flashes me a toothy grin before sitting back down.

Bitch thinks she won. Guess again.

"This is Isabella Swan," I say, now all eyes focused on me. "This summer she went shopping, buying new clothes and spending her daddy's money on plastic surgery to enhance her, ahem, assets."

It might not be exactly what she wrote, but at least mine is closer to the truth.

Chuckles from my friends come from the back of the class, "Her secret desire is to date a gang member before she graduates."

As expected my introduction of her is met by low whistles from the back of the room.

"Getting lucky huh Masen?" One of my buddies shouts.

"I'll date you baby," another yells.

I give a high five to a fellow blood behind me named Marcus and I catch the eye of Ally. She's shaking her head as if I did something really wrong. Seriously no harm done it's only fun.

Her gaze shifts from me to Mike. I looked at the pathetic son of a bitch that can't take a simple punch. One look in my eyes and he knows exactly what I mean, game on bitch. His face was hilarious, he got as red as a tomato.

"Quiet down everyone," Cullen says sternly. "Thank you for those very creative and enlightening introductions. Ms. Swan and Mr. Masen, see you two after class."

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"Your introductions were disrespectful, not only to me but to your classmates too," Cullen says after class as Bella and I sit at our lab station. "Do either of have a problem with the way I assign partners?"

Bella says, "Yes." At the same time I say, "Nope."

"Well you're both seniors, you have to get used to working with our people. I suggest you work together instead of against each other. Now hurry to your next class."

And with that I follow my little firecracker of a partner out the door and down the hall.

"Stop following me," she snaps, looking over her shoulder to see how many people are watching.

Damn, the way she's acting it's like I'm the devil himself.

"I suggest you dress warmly Saturday night," I tell her, knowing full well she's reaching the end of her sanity. I usually don't like fucking with girl's minds, but she's special. The most popular and coveted one of them all. "It gets pretty cold on the back of my motorcycle."

Ah, my pride and joy is my bike. My 2001 Honda Nighthawk 750. My Baby.

"Listen EJ," she said, turning so fast I almost got whiplash. "I don't date guys in gangs and I don't use drugs."

"Well I don't date guys in gangs either," I laugh, my emerald eyes dancing. "And I'm not a user."

"Yeah sure."

"You don't know me," I smirk. "So don't pretend you do."

"I know enough," she folds her arms across her chest.

Does she notice that I can see her breasts so much better now? Hmm hello cleavage.

"I might surprise you," I say, running my fingers across her jaw. Receiving an electric shock that runs all through my body.

What the fuck was that?!

She looked dazzled and sort of frightened as I brought my face closer to hers.

"Shorty, you're scared of me." It's not a question, I just want a reason.

"Most people here are afraid to get gunned down if they look at you the wrong way."

"Then my glock would be smoking by now, wouldn't it? Why aren't you running away from the badass gang member, huh?"

"Give me a 10 minute head start and I will."

Okay, I've had enough of this dance. It's time to really let her know who has the upper hand. I close the distance between us and whisper in her ear, "Face it baby. Your life is to perfect. You want something to spice it up."

But damn it, I got a whiff of strawberries from her hair or her perfume. I love strawberries, so this is not good at all. "Getting near the fire, Bella, doesn't mean you'll get burned."

"Touch her and you'll regret it Masen," Mike's voice rings out. "Get the hell away from her."

"Mike," Bella interrupts. "I got this."

But the idiot ignores her. Maybe he ain't an idiot but he is a pussy ass bitch. He brought reinforcements, three other large jockstraps are standing behind him.

Hmm, I could give all four a run for their money. "When you're strong enough to play in the big leagues, then I'll listen to the shit flying out your mouth."

Other students start to gather around us, expecting a fight. Asshole is probably a runner. But he's got back up maybe he'll stick around and duke it out. I'm always prepared for a fight, been in more than I can count.

"Mike, he's not worth it," Bella says, pushing him back.

Thanks bitch, right back at ya.

"You threatening me, Edward?" Mike spits out.

"No asshole," I say, getting right in his face. "Little dicks like you make threats. I take action."

"I'm not afraid of you," he boasts, then puts his arm around Bella. "She's mine. Don't you ever forget it."

"Then keep a leash on her," I advise, flashing her my crooked smile. "Or she might be tempted to look for a new owner."

Jazz and my other boy Luis, come up from behind me. Luis is my like my brother, he's a year older and took up for me and Jazz when it came our time to be jumped into Bloods.

"You good EJ?" Luis asks, taking my side.

"Yeah Lu," I tell him, keeping my eyes on asshole and his barbie. "Everything is good." I turn to Bella as I notice to teachers walking towards us. "See you later shorty. I'm looking forward to researching our chemistry."

Before I turn to leave and save myself from detention, Bella sticks her beautiful stuck-up nose in the air as if I'm the gum underneath her expensive heels.

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