Sorry for the slow updating guys, but school's started so I'll take a bit longer to update now! By the way, I'm thinking a little bit of Edward POV thrown in somewhere. What do you guys think? But anyway, Chapter 7, coming right up!

Don't Mess With The Bimbo

Wednesday

School was school. Edward avoided me, Jacob avoided me, Lauren…well, let's just say she didn't precisely go out of her way to meet and greet me either. The only significant difference was that now Emmett, Jasper and Alice had taken to screaming out "Bella!" in the hallways and making everyone turn.

The whole school now knew the story-or the gist of it anyway. They knew that my name wasn't Marie, and they knew there was something going on between me and Edward, and they sure as heck knew I despised Lauren and the feeling was mutual. Well, it didn't exactly take a lot to despise Lauren. Everything about her screamed slut.

Take today for example. She was strutting around in school with this babydoll dress, I think it was called. It was red and sleeveless, and ended way too high above her knees. And did I mention it was incredibly low cut? I mean, who was she trying to kid? The dress would probably look classy on, oh, Rosalie, or Alice, but on her, it was just…not.

She got eyed up by quite a few teachers, but considering the dress wasn't exactly going against the dress code, they let it go.

Say what?!

So the dress code only forbade 'pieces of clothing that show more than 80% of the body', but that dress was more than 70%! It showed half her chest, for goodness' sake! Did the administration want her to get raped in the alleyways or something? Not saying that was a bad idea, of course, but still. One would think the teachers would do something about her.

Okay, I was jealous.

Lauren looked like a total slut, but she looked…not good, but okay. Me? I wore a simple jeans and slightly fancy shirt. I was dog poo compared to her.

Not saying I wanted to look like her, but still.

First period was English. Alas, the dreaded teacher with the sarcastic personality. Not to mention Edward, Jacob and Lauren, all rolled into one giant ball with me as the cat trying to bat it. They were all out to get me.

I sighed and entered class. My timing was excellent; Mr Berty scowled at me the moment I entered the room. A sweet, charming character, that one. I wondered if he was married. He had the personality of a cactus.

Edward wasn't there yet, thankfully. Jacob was, though, and he resentfully turned his back to me when I entered the room. I sighed. With Jacob sitting in front of me, Edward next to me, and skanky Lauren just across the aisle, I was tempted to just walk out of class.

Too bad I was raised not to ditch classes just because of some strange people.

I sighed and slumped over in my seat. English stank.

.xXx.

Lauren

I smiled down at my dress. It was pretty nice, if I do say so myself. It had better be nice. It was really expensive. I almost blew the limit of Mummy's credit card.

David was still in hospital. He was recuperating just fine, just as I knew he would. Of course he would. He was my father, he was a strong man. He would pull through. After all, I had to get my strong genes from somewhere and it sure wasn't from my wimpy mum. Heck, she was afraid of needles. What kind of spineless woman was afraid of needles? (wink, wink, Bella)

I sighed. School was boring, David was hopeless, my mum useless and lessons tedious. The only interesting thing in my day today would be bashing up Marie…or should I say, Bella dear.

Her scandal was fairly interesting. I never would've thought that she would have it in her, the spineless little worm. But she surpassed all expectations and she managed to deceive the Cullens, anger Edward and lose her only miserable friend, Jacob. When I suggested dating Marie behind Edward's back, I didn't precisely have this in mind.

But all's well that ends well. Marie/Bella's out of the way, Edward's mine and I'm popular and have a great reputation.

I entered class a minute late. Fantastic. My day just kept getting better and better. Marie was already in position, Jacob in front of her. Edward was strangely AWOL though…but never mind. He was only a pawn. He could enter in a different scene.

Jacob looked angry, stubborn, and Bella looked…well, Bella. A clueless naïve first-grader. She looked just a teeny bit frustrated though. Good. That meant she was trying to get through to Edward and was failing pathetically. Over the years I had gotten fairly good in reading motives.

"Jacob, hi," I said loudly and deliberately, sliding into the cold plastic seat. Jacob turned and gave me a brief smile before turning back. I frowned. That was precisely the response I wanted. Bella looked pained, though. Score.

"Where's Edward, anyway? Did he come down with the flu or something? I heard there's a virus going around," I continued. Bella sighed, shifting in her seat. I felt a faint twitch of annoyance.

"What's wrong, Bella? Got the cramps? Maybe you should see a doctor, you know. I heard it might be bad for your mental health," I said, my voice like melted honey. Bella looked at me, her eyebrows raised.

"Then you must've got it," she said, very pointedly. "Considering the crap you're spouting right now."

Jacob muffled a snort. I glared at his back. This wasn't turning out very well at all. Mr Berty turned to stare at us before shrugging and turning back to fiddle with the laptop on his desk. Huh. He must be in a good mood.

"Oh, really?" I asked sweetly. "Well, that's strange, since I'm still here and you're…not."

Bella appeared confused. Jacob too. I sighed mentally. They were so slow.

"You're pretty much invisible, aren't you? Invisible to your mother, to Edward, to Jacob. Nobody even notices you any more," I said, losing the faux sweetness completely.

Bella narrowed her eyes. "And that's bad because…?"

Jeez, this girl would be the death of me.

"Edward," I stressed his name very deliberately, "couldn't give a damn if you jumped off a cliff. He wouldn't care if you drowned. But you're right. That isn't bad. It's fantastic…for me."

Bella stiffened and turned away. Jacob was facing the front now, his shoulders stiff. I smirked. Mr Berty chose that moment to come striding down the aisle, a thick manual in one hand and a fork in the other. The fork was coated with dust. I raised an eyebrow at it. He must've been trying to poke in the laptop with the fork.

"Is there a problem?" he asked politely. I jerked. Whoa. What was wrong with this guy?

"No," I said calmly. "We were just discussing matters."

Mr Berty nodded and turned away before whirling back and slamming the manual on my desk. Dust balls flew out from it. "Then stop chattering away in the back!" he hollered. "I will and can send you out of class!" he threatened.

I shrugged. He had probably eaten something wrong for breakfast.

I turned my head ever so slightly to see the duo. Bella was still stiff, frozen in an unnatural position. Jacob looked as if he was thinking something true. I smiled. Strike one for Bella, a home run for Lauren.

Now, where was that stinking boy Edward?

Sorry if it's weird, but I'm losing steam now. No worries, I'll still post, just not so frequently. Review loads!