*A/N

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I know this is shorter and its kinda a filler but i'm halfway through my exams and it being the weekend i had some time to write this. I didn't want to be mean and make all you wonderful people wait until wednesday.

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BPOV

It felt like hours until the bell signalling lunch, finally rang. I trudged down the school hallway, slowly making my way to the cafeteria lost in my own thoughts. I walked through the doors and over to the salad bar, absentmindedly making a salad. I was so preoccupied with my salad that I didn't notice a large shadow appear behind me.

"Hello."

I jumped about a mile causing my salad to go crashing to the ground and allowing me to unwillingly attract attention to myself.

I bent down to retrieve the bowl, letting my long hair fall over my face to conceal the pink blush that had risen to my cheeks. Someone bent down to help me, which was when I noticed that it was Jacob who had startled me, worry and a hint of amusement evident in his expression.

I stretched back up and placed the bowl and its contents on the table.

"You really need to stop startling me." I commented, a little annoyed.

"Sorry." he grinned, his amusement clearly overtaking his worry.

I leaned against the table with my palms gripping the cool, steel edges. I was still a little shaken from my scare and I felt a little weak.

"How is the first day of school treating you?" I asked, quickly changing the subject.

"Not bad," He looked around the room. "Mostly everyone's nice."

"Mostly?" I smirked.

"Who's being mean to little Jacob?" I cooed, putting on my best baby voice.

"Ha ha. Very cute." he snorted, clearly not impressed. "I don't know his name but he was glaring at me the whole time in History."

"Why? What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything." he stated, looking around the room again, spotting someone and narrowing his eyes.

"That's him." he pointed in the direction he was looking.

I immediately turned and looked, when I noticed the familiar bronze hair.

"Edward? Are you sure?" I asked, stunned. "Edward's one of the nicest guys around."

Jacob snorted. "Nice my ass."

I smirked at that, remembering what Rose had said this morning.

"Oi, Jacob over here." yelled a voice from across the cafeteria.

I zoned in on the direction the voice was coming from and immediately narrowed my eyes. The owner of that voice was none other than Mike Newton. Resident player at Fork's High and someone who had constantly been making a pass at me since seventh grade. He was a class A jerk and a member of the Forks High football team, which he constantly made known to every female in his vicinity.

"You really don't want to sit with him do you?" I asked.

"He's not that bad. Really." He walked over to Mike and proceeded to give him a high five.

"Yeah, in his dreams." I muttered to myself making my way over to the centre table where the rest of my friends were sitting.

I sat myself between Alice and Emmett and began picking at my food.

"No Alice. The theme is not going to be 'Think Pink'." snapped Rosalie.

I sighed. Here we go again. For some crazy reason unknown to me, both Alice and Rosalie had signed up for the prom committee and were still fighting over the theme. It was never ending.

I looked around the table. Jasper had his arms around Alice while he and Emmett were talking about football. Rosalie and Alice were having a stare down across the table from each other and our other friends Ally and Andrea were working on the music for the prom.

I felt so out of it. I was never really interested in school spirit preferring to show my support for the school by joining the school choir. Rose, Ally and Andrea however were part of the cheerleading squad, the only nice ones in it in fact. Alice, of course, was part of the Drama Club. She was constantly getting the lead in whatever crazy play our Drama co-ordinator managed to think up. Edward, Jasper and Emmett were in the football team and softball team, all being extremely athletic.

I was kind of the odd one out. But I liked it that way. I hated being like everyone else.

"Bella, what do you think?" Rosalie asked, breaking me out of my trance.

"Huh?"

"About the theme?" she replied exasperated

"Umm..." I looked at between her and Alice. "Why not a masquerade? It's mysterious and enchanting and would look awesome knowing your talents."

They stared at me open-mouthed for a long time.

"Or you know, maybe not." I murmured to myself looking down at the table.

"That's perfect Bella!" squealed Alice, pulling me into a tight hug. "What would we do without you?"

"Crash and burn." I smirked.

"No Ally, that's way too expensive!" cried Andrea, everyone's attention focussing on her.

"What's wrong Andy?" asked Rosalie.

"We've managed to find a band for the prom but they informed us they would only be playing a certain number of songs. We need another singer but we can't afford to hire anyone else." explained Andy, her curls blocking her face as she held her head in her hands.

"Bella you can sing, would you do it?" Rose asked.

"Bella! You'd be perfect!" Alice cried pulling me into another hug.

I stared at them with wide eyes, speechless. No way were they making me get up on stage in front of the entire school.

"Are you kidding me?" I shrieked, my voice going up several octaves. "Don't you guys remember the Fourth of July incident?" I know I sure did. I was in seventh grade and still a member of the school choir. I was a soprano and happy to just stay in the back but for this particular assembly our choir teacher had insisted on giving me a solo. I made myself so nervous beforehand that when it was my cue to sing I puked all over the pianist and ran offstage. People still teased me about it to this day or at least they used to until Rose overheard them and made them regret it.

Everyone cringed and looked away.

"But you're getting so much more confident!" assured Alice, beaming at me.

I snorted. "I can't even play for you guys."

"Please." pleaded Alice, clasping her hands together and pouting.

I sighed and rested my head on my hands. "I'll think about it."

"Yes!" cried Alice, clapping her hands.

I turned away and looked around the cafeteria, tuning out their prom talk. I fixed my glasses and noticed Edward sitting over at the jerk table. I scowled looking away. It always annoyed me when he sat there. He was so much more than that, but he was constantly being manipulated by that psycho bitch of a girlfriend of his.

The bell soon rang and I inwardly cringed at the thought of my next subject. Gym. I shuddered just thinking of the word.

I lacked the hand-eye co-ordination needed to play basically every sport, not to mention my lack of equilibrium by just walking on a flat surface. The only thing I liked about Gym was that Edward was in my class. The down side? Crazy psycho bitch was too.

I made my way towards the gym hoping that by some miracle I would suddenly fall ill. I felt my forehead. Nope. No such luck. Normal temperature.

I proceeded to the girl's locker room and changed into the compulsory blue shorts and white t-shirt that were designed way too tight. As I was walking out the door, I felt something hard dig into my back and I was pushed into the wall.

"Oops. So sorry Bella." sneered Tanya, flanked by her usually posse Jessica and Lauren. Both just as evil, both just as slutty.

"You really should watch where you're going."

I pushed up my glasses and sighed, placing my hands on my hips. If she wanted a fight I was so ready.

"Wouldn't want you to get hurt now would we?" She warned, faking sympathy.

I glared at her and stormed out. Unfortunately, in my anger I wasn't looking where I was going and i ran right into the side of the bleachers, lost my balance and fell flat on my bottom.

I turned around at the sound of laughter as I picked myself up and saw Tanya still standing there highly amused at my expense.

Great.

I walked over and sat at the bottom of the bleachers where Coach Clapp was standing holding a soccer ball. I looked intently at my shoes as Tanya and her group waltzed in, giggling and laughing while sneaking glances at me.

Coach blew the whistle and everyone was quiet. I looked up and saw Edward sitting further along the row. He looked up and waved. I waved back and smiled, pleased at how this small interaction with Edward was causing Tanya to practically explode with jealousy. I smirked at her, thinking I had won until she grabbed Edwards face and pulled him into a passionate kiss.

I pointedly looked away, my heart sinking. I could aggravate her as much as I wanted. It wasn't going to get me anywhere. She had what I wanted most in the world.

I turned my attention back to the Coach and felt my face change into a look of horror as he explained that we were taking advantage of the sudden warm weather and going to play a game of soccer outside. I screamed internally, racking my brain for an excuse to sit out. No plausible excuse came to mind. Darn.

He blew the whistle again and we all filed out of the gym and onto the fields. I turned my face towards the sun, basking in the warm glow that was uncommon in Forks. My thoughts were interrupted by Mike putting his arm around me.

"Don't worry Bella. I'll protect you." he smirked, his hand inching towards my chest.

"Ew. Get away from me." I spat, throwing his hand off me in disgust.

I stomped across the grass and stood where the coach was putting us into teams.

"Ok, its girls against girls." Stated Coach Clapp, dividing us into equal teams, "the boys will switch in ten minutes."

I trudged onto the field, hoping if I stand in the back no one would come near me. Coach blew the whistle and the game began.

I soon realised that standing in the back was not a good idea. The back was the other teams goal and it was my job to defend the goal, there wasn't any goalie. I watched as Tanya dribbled around all the other members of my team and came increasingly closer to me. My eyes widened as I saw her smirk as she crashed into me and kicked the ball, narrowly missing my head.

I remained on the ground until someone helped me up. I was panting slightly and my stomach felt as though I had been hit with a brick, she had winded me and it had hurt. By head began to ache and I reached up to push a strand of hair out of my face when I saw blood on my hands. The ball missed me but she had managed to kick me in the side with her studs and I was sporting a very thick gash on my right thigh.

Coach ran up to me, looking worried. "Bella are you alright?"

I started to feel woozy. I was never good around blood. My vision started to blur and I began to sway, falling to the ground. The last thing I remember was a very familiar velvety voice calling my name.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry! *runs for cover, taking chocolate bar with her*

I could have left it on a clean note. But where's the fun in that?

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