TCL's song of choice: No Entiendes La Onda by Cypress Hill

Edward POV

It was a very odd feeling having my own daughter, not to mention her husband, in class with me. Although when you're a vampire and your child grows three times faster than any normal child does, what can you do? This is my third time through high school and my seventh Spanish class so I felt comfortable with the material and doubted that the teacher would have anything more to add that I hadn't already learned. We had the choice between French and Spanish but we chose Spanish because we couldn't all take French. Besides with our frequency down to South America and our constant communication with Carmen and Nahul a few more semester courses may not be such a bad thing? Maybe there would be a word or two that I could learn that I hadn't known previously… though I seriously doubted it.

As we took our seats in class there were again several comments being made all around us. I swear all human teenagers are all the same. If only we could just make it apparent that we did not want to date any of them nor did we want to have them lust after us. In fact, if only they knew what we really were, they would most definitely take off running in the opposite direction. I noticed Spanish started in nearly the same way as Trig did.

"My name is Mr. Gonzales and since this is a second year Spanish class I expect everyone to have some knowledge in Spanish. Therefore you will only be allowed to speak in Spanish. I will lecture in English, but I will not accept any answer or response that is not in Spanish. If you have any questions that you feel you cannot ask in Spanish, try your best to and then I will help you along the way. So if everyone would now introduce yourselves to the class." This is going to be interesting; I bet that group right over there can't even introduce themselves. I'm sure that's the siblings of Emmett from Edwina's Trig class earlier. I'm going to love grading them this semester.

Great, so the teacher already has it out for us. Absolutely wonderful! Well I guess we will show him. Most of the students struggled with the task of introducing themselves; however, with our vast education in Spanish, Bella and I had no problem. Jake and Nessie did much better than the rest of the students but still had to think about it a little more than we did.

"el nombre es Jake y es el juego Ness. Cuando no estamos en la escuela que se divierten mucho más."

---(Jake is the name and Ness is the game. When we are not stuck in school we are having much more fun.)

"Estoy Renesmee Thompson." But I prefer to go by Nessie, she thought to herself.

---(I am Renesmee Thompson.)

"Soy Edward Thompson. Mi novia es puta hermosa. Por lo tanto, mantener las manos y los pensamientos que usted o yo podría tener que romperlas."

---(I'm Edward Thompson. My girlfriend is fucking hot and I expect you to keep your hands and thoughts to yourself or I might have to break them.)

Hmmmm…so maybe they do know some Spanish, but his language was inappropriate. I'm going to have to address that. I wonder how many other students understood what he said? Oh…my…god! She is absolutely gorgeous. She is going to be my next ex-wife. Wait did he just threaten me?

When his eyes caught sight of Bella his thoughts were of nothing more than lust. It took everything that I had to stay in my seat and not attack him right here and now. "Hola mi nombre es Bella Wolfe,"

---(Hi my name is Bella Wolfe) she proclaimed with a slight wave.

"Cuatro que parecen conocer muy bien el español. ¿Cuántas clases has tenido?"

---(Umm…You four seem to…uh…know your Spanish very well. How many Spanish classes have you had)?

"Nessie y en el mío empezó a clases de español en la escuela primaria,"

---(Nessie and I have taken Spanish since we were in grade school) I answered him in perfect Spanish.

"Jacob y empecé teniendo español cuando éramos seis años de edad,"

---(Jacob and I have been in Spanish class since were six years old), Bella answered for both her and Jake rather quickly.

"Grandes, tengo estudiantes que probablemente saben más español que yo,"

---(Great, I have students that know more Spanish than I do) he mumbled to himself.

"Por lo que parece que usted puede ser que,"

---(So it seems that you might) I rebuffed. This is getting ridiculous. There is no reason that he should have a problem with that. Maybe I should give him a reason to feel that way.

"Pero usted pensaría sabiendo que tenemos un vocabulario español más grande que usted, usted no estaría quejándose acerca de ello delante de nosotros."

--- (But you would think knowing that, you wouldn't be complaining about it in front of us).

"Eso no viene al caso. ¿Por qué es usted todo en esta clase de todos modos?"

---(That's irrelevant. Why are you all in this class anyway?)

"Bien ellos no tienen un honores clase que española ahora entonces hace ellos."

---(Well they don't have an honors Spanish class, now then do they?)

"Adivino que usted tiene razón, pero eso todavía hace no explica por qué usted está aquí."

---(I guess that you're right, but that still doesn't explain why you're in this class.)

"¿Dónde nos querría que usted sea?"

---(Where would you like us to be?)

"¿Por qué no hizo ellos le ponen en español tres o español cuatro?"

---(Why didn't they put him in Spanish three or Spanish four?)

"Somos sólo estudiantes de segundo año."

---(We're sophomores.)

"Sí, los estudiantes de segundo año que sabe aparentemente más acerca del idioma que usted debe para sólo es españoles dos estudiantes."

---(Yes, sophomore students that apparently know more about the language than any second year student should.)

"Si su cualquier consuelo, nosotros nos pusimos queremos estar en esta clase más que usted nos desea que estemos aquí."

---(If it's any consolation, we don't want to be in this class any more than you want us to be.)

"¿Y qué es eso supone significar? Son usted tratando de implicar que usted no me quiere."

---(And what is that supposed to mean? Are you trying to imply that you don't like me?) I swear if he says yes, I will personally kick his ass, I thought to myself. I had to stifle a laugh at the thought of him trying to inflict any pain upon me or anyone else in my family.

"No trataba simplemente implicar que esta clase estará aburriendo muy."

---(Not at all. I was simply implying that it's going to be a very long, boring class). However, if he is going to be an ass in every class then it's going to be a long boring and irritating class. Urgh!

"Veo. Bien desde que usted parece saber tanto como que usted hace, acabo de llamar en usted cuatro en ayudarme con algunas discusiones de clase y proyectos."

---(I see. Well since you four seem to know so much, then you wouldn't mind helping me with various tasks in class.)

"Eso debía mantenernos entretuvimos."

---(That should keep us entertained.) I half mumbled mostly to myself.

And maybe even outside of class, if I could only think of a way to get her out of class and alone with me. Mmmmm I would love to do her. His thoughts beyond infuriated me. The images he was envisioning for Bella—my Bella—and himself were causing me to see red. Involuntarily my hands shaped into tight fists and began to quake with the internal rage as he raked over her body with his eyes, slowly undressing her, picturing her in a black satin baby doll.

Hablando de diversión, he escuchado acerca de lo que pasó con tu hermano y no voy a ser tolerante de algo así en mi clase. ¿Entendido?

---(Speaking of entertainment, I heard about what happened with your brother and I will not be tolerant of anything like that in my class. Is that understood?)

If he so much as even takes a step out of line towards her, I swear he will gain a full understanding of the meaning of kicking someone's ass. I will personally shove his so far up that it comes out his mouth.

Bella noticed as a small growl started rumbling in my chest—much too low for the humans to hear. She quirked an eyebrow and reached over to me. I was too angry—too afraid to take her hand. Angry at both the monster in front of the class and the monster she was sitting next to. I was afraid to hurt her, afraid that my anger would grow too fast if his visions went any farther and that I would squeeze too hard.

En primer lugar yo no soy mi hermano y la segunda no había nada que hacer que se estaba en contra de la política de la escuela por lo que no veo el problema.
--- (First I am not my brother and second there wasn't anything that he did that was against school policy so I don't see the issue.)

Usted me escuchó.

---(You heard me.)

Seguro, Seguro

---(Sure, Sure.) Yeah I heard you alright, and even more than you know.

Bueno, ahora que entendemos mutuamente.

---(Well since we both understand each other.) He stated trying to end the now escalating conversation.

"What was all that about?" Bella questioned softly trying not to gather anymore attention to us.

"He figured that we didn't have a clue about speaking Spanish and that it would be easy to fail us."

"And?" She knew there was more than I was telling her. Even if she couldn't read my mind, she could read my eyes and face, no matter how well I tried to conceal the emotions.

"He also wants you-in more ways than one," I growled nearly audible to human ears.

The look of pure understanding lit her face. "Guess what?" I raised an eyebrow at her requesting that she went on, knowing she knew exactly what I was thinking. "He can't have me! There's nothing to worry about, since the first time I saw you I have been hopelessly in love with and you and there is no one that could come between us."

"So what do you say we have some fun?" Jake interrupted with an evil grin on his face. I knew from his thoughts what he was planning but Bella and Nessie were still in the dark.

"Go for it. He could use an ass kicking right now, but I'll settle for watching you give him some hell."

Once the class was called to order Mr. Gonzales was writing various sentences on the board, which we were suppose write down on our own paper and decipher. When Jake pulls out a concealed plastic pistol filled with water, and proceeded to squirt Mr. Gonzales in the ear with precise accuracy. What the fuck was that?! I was doing my best to stifle a laugh. He immediately turned to see who had done what exactly. But Jake had already hidden the weapon. Mr. Gonzales looked around frantically trying to decide what had happened. Now I know that there is water on my ear. One of these students is trying to be funny, well I'll show them, I'll catch them the minute that they try it again. And with that he turned around and continued to write more sentences, all the while looking at the class in his peripheral.

In less than a whisper I informed Jake, "He's trying to figure out who did it. He can't see you from where he is standing though. You're clear."

With that Jake immediate shot Mr. Gonzales again, this time in back of the neck. Three students who actually witnessed the water spraying through the air were now giggling, although they had no idea as to where it had originated from.

I swear someone is going to be in severe trouble for this. I'll bet it was one of those 2 over there. "Mr. Thompson, do you think you are being funny?"

"Ummmm…I don't think I understand Mr. Gonzales."

"You think that I don't know what you are doing?" I know that he did it. If he thinks that sitting there acting stupid is going to fool me.

"Taking notes?"

"Sure you are." His innocence doesn't fool me. I'll catch him sooner or later.

But he turned around again to continue on with his assignment. Jake knowing that he couldn't see him, kept the weapon hidden but shot him directly in the butt, but this time with more water than he had in the face. What the fuck! I'm going to have that child's head on a platter. "Mr. Thompson, go to the hall way, I will be there in a minute!"

"OK?"

Mr. Gonzales just stood there watching me, hostility written on his face, as well as in his thoughts. His eyes narrowed as I rose from my seat in complete compliance. I couldn't help the chuckle knowing all too well that the second I was out of the room, Jake would strike again. But then I got a whiff of more ridiculous thoughts. He honestly thought that if I were out in the hall, away from Bella his chances would improve. Little did he know he was sorely mistaken. My eyes grew darker as I noticed a peak rising through his gray dress pants.

Bella looked at me with worry in her eyes.

I leaned down to kiss her temple, and whispered, "Everything will be fine, I won't get into trouble." I felt his gaze grow more pungent as I interacted with Bella.

"I'm not worried about you getting into trouble! I'm worried that you're going to get angry and do something you're going to regret!" she scolded as she grabbed my hand successfully stopping me in my tracks. She knew me all too well. The more that asshole daydreamed about my wife, the more hostile I wanted to be.

Bella turned to Mr. Gonzales and turned her face into that damn pouty face that brought me to my knees. "Mr. Gonzales, it wasn't Edward, I promise." Instantly he started seeing the cracks in his theory. She wouldn't swoon over him in my absence; she didn't even want to sit through part of a class without me, why would she want him.

What is she doing with him? Honestly, the kid is trouble, why is she trying to stand up for him? She can do so much better, especially with a rack like that…

Before I could gather my thoughts I was already walking to the front of the room ready to pounce on the arrogant son of a bitch. Jake, always my wingman, discreetly shot Mt. Gonzales in the crotch, dispensing much more than necessary. Immediately I stopped examining the handy work, not only did the water outline his bulging excitement, but it also gave the illusion that he wet his pants from fear.

The class literally erupted in hysterics; almost everyone had noticed Mr. Gonzales wet himself. 'I can't believe he just pissed in his pants, wait til I tell everyone at lunch.' 'This is going to be great gossip' 'Oh my god!'

"Good one Jake!" Nessie cooed.

I had to agree Jake couldn't have made a better shot. Smiling I turned to Jake, "Thanks man, you saved his life, and possibly us a move." By this time I had calmed down enough not to hurt anyone.

"That's it! I'm getting the principal and whoever is responsible for this is going to be in big trouble!"

"Well it looks like you are, I don't think any of us can pee in your pants for you," Bella said trying to stifle her laughter.

"I DID NOT PEE IN MY PANTS!"

"Well then how do you explain that you were standing there and out of nowhere they get wet?"

"URGH!" Mr. Gonzales yelled over the exuberant laughter and stormed out of the room.

"Jake, you may want to get rid of that thing quick; he's going to make the principal ask for a bag check when he comes in."

Bella held out her hand for the water gun and discreetly took it from Jacob, slipped it under her shirt and walked up to the teachers desk. Carefully and silently she pulled it out and slipped it into his second desk drawer, then quickly made her way back to us before anyone became the wiser.

"Now why did you do that?" Jake protested upset that he had lost one of his toys.

"Because it will seriously fuck with him!" Bella giggled. "Edward, you have to tell us what he's thinking when he finds it."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her. Watching Mr. Gonzales's thoughts was the last thing on my priority list, especially after everything that just happened this hour.

Before Mr. Gonzales could return with the principal the bell rang, saving me from having to listen to the asshole marvel over my wife anymore. Bella confidently took my hand and led us out of that sanctioned section of hell.