After Happily Ever After Chapter 4: I know a Song, a twilight fanfic

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"How'd you get so fat?" Edward queried. Trust him to burst out with that.

I elbowed him in the gut to make him aware of his insolence.

Although I have to admit, I was curious.

"Two dress sizes up from a size zero are not fat!" She screeched, glaring at us as if fire balls were to shoot out her eyes and send us to our graves.
She stood directly to the right of her desk, hands planted firmly on her marginally wider waist.

Edward chuckled at the marginally.

A few passerby's from outside in the corridor, stopped in their tracks to see the gorgeous Mrs. Hale criticized.

Edward was going to be very popular at this rate.

"Close the door." Rosalie snapped at Edward.

Reluctantly he obliged.

It's two against one. I reassured him mentally. He squeezed my hand in reassurance.

"What are you doing here?" I asked Rosalie as serenely as I could manage.

"I live here, remember?" She answered in a tone so sweet, it must have been mocking.

"You were meant to leave! You tried to steal my child!" I responded angrily.

"Ours." Edward corrected.

"Whatever!" I hissed at him.

"She wasn't a child anymore Isabella, not technically!" She tried to comfort.

"She was five! Yes she appeared five times her age, but that doesn't change a thing!"

"Bella, do you take me for an idiot?" She asked.

"Well you're not blonde anymore, so no; you a rank higher than idiot." Edward piped in again.

"SHUT UP!" Rosalie and I shouted at him.

He pursed his lips and murmured something that sounded a lot like, PMS, under his breath.

"I want you to leave, Rosalie." I whispered.

"I have been head of this school for years now! You cannot rock up one day and demand me to move out so you can claim your territory while you've been sailing the Indian Ocean for that time." She refuted.

"I… How do you know where we've been?"

She looked away, ashamed and simply said, "Alice."

Of course.

"The past was the past. I'm here now and you're under my control. This is my school so obey my rules or leave now. And for starters, I am not Rosalie, I am Mrs. Hale."

"Fine we'll leave, Mrs. Hale." I retorted.

"GOOD!" She smirked.

As I turned on my heel a faint knock rapped against the door.

"Come in." Mrs. Hale sighed.

Bethesda shuffled slowly into the room, head hung and looking miserable.

"What is it?" Mrs. Hale snapped.

Beth raised her head and saw Edward.

"Hello Edward." She said all smiles now, even giggling.

"Hi Beth." Edward replied, equally as capricious. I coughed to signify my appearance. All I got was a smile.

"This is not a social gathering! What do you want little girl?" Mrs. Hale… oh stuff it, Rosalie demanded.

"Mr. Morton sent me here. Apparently throwing your classmates into the blackboard isn't the appropriate way to deal with certain types of harassment." Beth answered.

"MRS. HALE!" A boy bawled from the hallway, then burst through the door. "MRS. HALE!"He repeated. The boy cupped his nose with a hand. Blood was dripping from the hand holding the nose. "SHE BROKE MY NOSE!"

Edward, Rosalie and me stood in awe.

The boy was at least six foot high, blonde and very well built. I couldn't help but stare. He noticed my gaze and blushed.

"You did this?" Rosalie asked to Beth.

"He said I belong in Junior High." She muttered.

"And you are…" She asked to Beth.

"Bethesda."

I frowned and Edward smiled upon hearing her name. Rosalie obviously hadn't caught on so she turned around and took a seat in the leather chair behind her oak desk and clasped her hands together.

"David, go to the nurses office and get her to attend to your wound." Rosalie asked the boy. David began to object but gave up and exited the door.

It was a good thing too because I was getting a bit temperamental with all that blood in plain sight.

"And this is your first day Bethesda? Sit down." Rosalie gestured to the seat opposite hers. "You two can leave now."

"But…!" Edward objected.

"NOW!" She raised her voice.

"It's not going to make a difference, Rosalie." Edward replied quickly, subliminally referring to his ability to read minds. He stuck his tongue out at her and turned to leave.
"Oh, Bye Beth." Edward remembered, smiling and on the verge of giggles.

So immature.

"See you, Edward." Beth giggled back.

Pfft.

***

You're a married man! You ought to be ashamed of yourself. I thought as we walked down the hall to Trigonometry.

"Sorry Bells, I don't know what came over me; every time I see her, my mind goes askew, kind of like I blank out." He said out loud.

Curious.

"If I had any control over it, trust me I wouldn't be acting this way!" He added.

Very curious.

"Stop repeating yourself. You're giving me a head ache." He muttered.

"Well don't listen." I responded sarcastically.

"You know I'd never be able to stop." He grimaced.

We'll see about that Edward Cullen.

I know a song that will get on your nerves, get on your nerves, get on your nerves! I know a song that will get on your nerves and it goes like this…. I know a song that will get on your nerves, get on your nerves… I mentally sang.

"Ha-ha Bella." Edward mockingly laughed.

"We'll see who's laughing at the end of this." I smirked.

***

Ms. Lee was our Trigonometry teacher. She was fairly young, fresh out of college, and had a sleek blue-black mane that rested on her shoulders.

We explained we were new and had to see the principal. She accepted our excuse and gestured for us to sit down. I took a seat up the back, and Edward right in front of me.

As Mrs. Lee droned on about the various methods, I ditched the envious thoughts of the Indian Ocean and resumed singing mentally.

About twenty minutes into the lesson Edward snapped.

The room was dead quiet when he did it.

He jumped up from his chair and yelled at the top of his lungs; "Okay you win! You know a song that can get on my nerves!" Just before he stormed out.

Mrs. Lee ran out after him, hoping to coax him back, but as soon as she left the room Edward was nowhere in sight.

***

When the bell rang for the end of second period I collected my books feeling quite smug.

A tall girl with honey blonde hair and the most gorgeous blue, trashy prom dress I've seen all day approached me.

"Bella, right? I'm Sam. Nice to meet you." She said and extended a hand. Returning her smile, I took her hand and shook it.

She seemed like the head-cheerleader type of girl. Ever since I turned vampire I attracted all the right attention of all the right people.

"So, do you play a sport of any kind? I'm a huge soccer fanatic! Captain of the Forks Women's team! Do you play?" She babbled on.
Okay so she wasn't a cheerleader but she was still head of a sport.

"Sure I do." I lied. Well not technically. I was in fantastic shape, for a human not so much vampire, and I had an excellent boot, since I'd become a vampire.

World meet Bella Cullen, soccer spectacular!

Scratch that, Bella Swan.

Bella Cullen would make me seem like his sister (which would just be weird) or wife (which was our little secret)! No one could uncover the truth.

Sam and I gabbed on about ourselves right out to the hallway. We were the last ones to leave the classroom.

"So… that Edward guy? Are you friends?" She asked hopefully.

"He's actually my boyfriend." I admitted/ lied proudly.

"Oh." She said flatly and quite disappointed as I opened the classroom door.

As I stood in the doorway, holding the door for Sam, something astonishing caught my attention directly across the hall.

Pressed closely together against the lockers, a couple was in intense lip lock.

A couple which consisted of a tall, muscular, bronze haired boy and a tiny, blonde, doll like girl.

Edward and Beth.

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