Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns all Twilight characters
Rosalie Hale was Forks High's preppiest cheerleader.
She was your typical and average all American looking girl with her straight, blonde hair and blue eyes. She was tall, but not that tall. Skinny, but not too skinny.
Overall she was perfect if you were into that stereotypical kind of stuff.
She hated me for sleeping with Emmett McCarthy, whom is now her ex-boyfriend.
Emmett is the captain of the football team and is the star quarterback. He's big and bulky and has the prettiest smile that makes you want to do anything that he asks of and that's what I ended up doing.
Apparently Rosalie had taken an oath at St. Mary's church youth group to remain abstinent until she meets the right guy and gets married to him in order to perform the act of sex. He couldn't stand it, he had told me, not having sex for six months was killing him. He was always used to getting his way and sleeping around that it was hard to maintain himself under control when all he wanted to do when he was around Rose was to shove his cock into her mouth and fuck her raw in the ass.
He had heard that I came with no strings attached and that I was never one to brag about what I had done with a guy the night before and he was right. He trusted me to not tell anyone that we had fooled around and even came back three more times until one of his so called buddies ratted him out.
That day was the day that Rosalie Hale felt inferior.
I instantly became a threat to her.
At that time I was merely fourteen years of age and I had managed to sleep with the one guy who had always been unattainable. I, Isabella Swan, who was nothing but a little girl had slept with the queen bees trophy.
She became an ice queen after that day.
Always moody and remorseful.
People always joked around that it was as if she always had a stick up her ass.
How unlikely.
Before her senior year started, it was rumored that she ended up having sex with Royce King in the back of his car. "Love me, love me." She kept murmuring. Now all the guys joked about it in the locker room and her pride seemed to have vanished.
A/N: Last one before Edward comes in! I swear this time. Just a small 'outtake' in a way.