I just realized something.

Disclaimer: Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer and not me. Just so you know.

There. Sorry, S.M!

Lunchtime

Thursday

On the plus side, people were ignoring me like I always wanted. On the minus side, Lauren, being the rebellious person she was, didn't.

She just refused to give me a break! Did she have to rub it in my face that she had everything I didn't? It was beyond infuriating, and if she didn't cut it out soon, I was going to rub blue cheese in her face.

Mr Berty dismissed us five minutes early. He smiled like he was being nice. I sighed. Lunch. Whoop-dee-doo. The only period in school that was enjoyable, and I was starting to hate it. I refused to sit at the same table now, and I had retired to a lone table at the corner of the lunchroom.

It wasn't that bad, of course. I was just whining. Angela, Ben, Eric, Tyler and Mike always stayed by my side no matter what, and though I could do without Eric, Mike and Tyler, I appreciated them sticking by me. It was incredibly comforting.

"Bella," Angela said gently at lunch as we were moving along the line. I picked out an apple that had the least amount of bruises. "I'm not asking you to get over it, but you really ought to remember that it will take a lot for them to forgive you. You have to be prepared to wait."

"I know, I know," I mumbled, fishing out a bunch of crumpled-up bills. "I just can't believe how stupid I was to think they wouldn't get mad at me for keeping quiet."

"You're not stupid, Bella," Mike said in a quiet aside. "You never were."

"Then I was deluded." I payed for my lunch and walked off to my table, the rest behind me.

"You're neither," Angela said quickly. "You couldn't have known how they were going to react. Stop beating yourself up, Bella. You don't deserve it."

I sighed. "You're right. I shouldn't be brooding over this." My voice grew stronger, losing the wobbly edge in it as I spoke. "Whatever is supposed to happen will happen. Leave the Cullens be and to damn with them."

"Yeah!" my friends cheered, earning themselves a few weird stares from a few seniors sitting nearby.

"I am strong. I will not succumb to the evils of Edward Cullen and his minions!" I was laughing now.

Mike pumped his fist. "Hear, hear!" he cheered.

"I will not-"

My voice abruptly broke off. "Oh, crap," I whimpered, sliding in my seat as I spotted Rosalie Hale Cullen walking towards me. Tyler kicked me under the table.

"Whatever happened to evil Cullen minions?" he protested under his breath. I moaned and slid lower in response.

Rose stopped at our table, pausing somewhere in between me and Mike, who was opposite me. Her arms were resting elegantly on her hips. I swallowed slightly before looking up to meet her beautiful face set in a huge frown.

"Y-yes, Rosalie?" I squeaked. She said nothing, just glared at me for a moment.

"ISABELLA MARIE SWAN! HOW DARE YOU!" Rose screamed suddenly. I froze. I was pretty sure my face was ashen white now. I risked a glance at the Cullen's table. Edward looked smug, Emmett and Jasper horrified while Alice was looked like she was about to burst into laughter. I gulped.

Rosalie took my hand firmly and pulled me up. I staggered into her and she hugged so darn tightly it felt like iron bands were constricting my chest. God, the girl can hug like Emmett.

"How dare you make up with them while I was recovering from fainting," she whispered into my ear. I laughed softly.

"Did you really want me to burst into your room dragging wires and unnameable fluids behind me?" I teased. Rose laughed, messing my hair. I narrowed my eyes at her. "Now, that wasn't necessary. Just look at Alice."

That caused both of us to laugh a lot more. Alice was glowering at us, no doubt having heard everything I said in the dead quiet of the cafeteria. She dragged her chair back and strode over to us. Somehow she looked a lot more scary. I half whimpered and let go of Rosalie. Rose giggled.

"Isabella! Did I hear you actually accuse me of being a shopaholic maniac?!" she hollered. The cafeteria was literally trying to stifle giggles. The reaction was probably from my face; I could feel my skin had turned cold and clammy from the strange scenario I was now put in.

I shrugged. "Um…yes?" It came out a question, and I could hear Emmett's boisterous laughter from halfway across the room. I could feel Edward's reluctant amusement. I knew him well enough to know he appreciated the performance.

Alice screamed. "Argh! I am so not an accused shopaholic maniac! I am a crazy full-on buster shopaholic maniac!"

Now Jasper was laughing, too. Rose and me stared at her.

"She gets it, Ali. Bug off. I was here first." Rosalie glared at her. "You had time to talk to her when I was in hospital."

"Not that much time," Alice pouted. I rolled my eyes. Alice glowered at me. "Don't you dare roll your eyes at me, Ms Swan."

I sighed. "Guys, can you please let me eat?" I plopped myself onto my seat and stared at them stubbornly. Alice sighed, impatient, and dragged a chair over.

"Hey!" Mike objected when Rose elbowed him off his chair, taking his place.

"All about grace, darling," she said to Alice, winking. I giggled. Rose could be such a bitch.

"Uh-huh. Grace is so going to earn you a one-way ticket to the bitchiness club, Rosalie," Alice replied. Angela snorted softly. I nudged her, grinning.

"That's the Cullens for you," I whispered. Angela smiled.

"Lucky girl," she whispered back.

Lucky I was indeed.

So I know this chapter was basically useless, but I couldn't help inserting some fluff in before it gets serious. Review guys! I'd send Edward if I could, but he's too busy wrestling Emmett in my bedroom.