A/N: I swear to the BABY JESUS that a long chapter is coming up soon (probably next chapter!). But I needed to throw in a couple more things, so this is kind of a transition chapter too! Plus, I was excited to update because of all the AWESOME REVIEWS I got for the last chapter! So, that being said, enjoy this chapter. I had fun writing it! =) WOOHOO FOR 69 REVIEWS! Edward would be proud!

Chapter Seven: The Gang's All Here

EPOV

I stumbled down the front porch, bleary eyed and irritated. I hadn't slept worth shit, and of course, Ruby barged in at the ass-crack of dawn, waking me from the fitful slumber I'd suffered through all night. I trudged tiredly over the sidewalk to the curb, where my overgrown gorilla of a cousin waited patiently in his ridiculously huge Jeep.

I pulled the door open, throwing my bag into the pack before I climbed into the passenger side, leaning my head back against the rest.

"Wow," Emmett greeted cheerfully, "you look like hell!"

My first instinct was to tell him to go fuck himself, but walking to school wasn't high up on my list of priorities, so I kept my mouth shut and opted to send him a pointed glare instead. He, of course, didn't get the point so I scowled. "Are you always this goddamned cheerful?"

He seemed to think about that for a minute before he nodded and threw the Jeep in to drive. "Yeah. Yeah, I guess I am."

"Great," I mumbled, closing my eyes. My head was throbbing and I was completely fucking exhausted from lack of a good sleep. The first few nights, I'd had no problem falling asleep in my new bedroom, but now, I was having the same goddamned problem sleeping that I'd had back in Chicago.

I could feel the Jeep jerk to a stop beneath me as Emmett stomped his heavy ass foot on the brake, so I forced my eyes open, scowling at him. I didn't miss the obnoxious grin on his face as he turned the key, killing the engine. I turned in the seat and yanked my bag out of the back before I threw I door the open. "Thanks for the ride," I grumbled as I slid from the vehicle.

"Hey wait a minute," he called as he did the same, slamming the door behind him. From where I stood, I saw Jessica Stanley waving from her place beside her car. I waved my hand in greeting before I dropped it, cringing when Emmett clapped me hard on the back.

"What the fuck?"

"Before you trot off to suck face with Stanley or whatever, come say hello the rest of the gang. I don't think you got a chance to meet them yesterday."

I rolled my eyes and groaned inwardly, but I didn't resist as he practically shoved me in the direction of the monstrous red truck that I was becoming familiar with. I hadn't noticed the little group that had congregated at the rear, but as we drew closer, I spotted Bella's mousy brown hair at the tailgate.

"Hey guys!" Emmett called, in that obnoxiously cheerful tone again.

There was a chorus of greetings, but I didn't miss the way the three unfamiliar people eyed me curiously. Bella didn't even bother looking at me.

"Well, you already know Bella," he said, but she didn't bother looking up at her name. She merely waved in greeting and continued studying whatever the fuck she found so interesting on the ground. "The little pixie is Alice and the scraggly blonde one is her boyfriend Jasper," Emmett said.

My first impression of Alice was that she was fucking hot, in a non-traditional way. She probably didn't even reach five feet in height, with pitch black spiky hair. She was the exact opposite of the dude Emmett had introduced as her boyfriend. And what the fuck kind of name was Jasper?

Well, I guess it wasn't any worse than Edward. Whatever.

"And this beautiful lady right here is my one and only, Rosalie."

I watched as the blonde rolled her eyes and batted Emmett away as he wrapped his humungous fucking arms around her and tried to pull her into his side. Now, while Alice was hot, she didn't have anything on Rosalie. This bitch was pretty much all legs with a slender waist and huge tits. Not to mention, she just looked like an overall bitch, and it was in my experience that bitches fucked the best.

Or maybe that was my personal preference. Whatever. Regardless, she was fucking smoking. And I must have fucking eyed her longer than necessary because I didn't miss the goddamned scowl she gave me. But even looking like she'd just stuck her nose in a pile of shit, she was still fucking gorgeous.

"It's nice to meet you Edward," Alice said in a chirpy little voice. Fuck. Even her speaking voice was attractive. What the hell was it with these two chicks? And where the hell could I find one?

"Yeah… nice to meet you too," I responded with a nod.

"Do you think you'll be sitting with us at lunch today?" She asked curiously. I watched as Bella nudged the pixie, but Alice ignored her and blinked at me innocently. "We'd love for you to join us."

"You're welcome to sit with us," Rosalie chimed in, surprisingly enough, since she'd just caught me ogling her tits, "but that troll Jessica is not invited."

"Rosalie!" Bella hissed. "Be nice."

"What?! That skank has more crabs than a seafood restaurant," she snorted.

I don't know if they were expecting me to defend Jessica's honor or what, but that wasn't exactly my style, so I shrugged. "I haven't quite decided where I'm going to sit yet, but I'll keep the invitation in mind," I responded coolly as I hoisted my backpack higher on my shoulders.

"Well, whatever," Rosalie responded with a shrug. "Just remember; no trolls allowed."

Oh yeah, this one was definitely a bitch.

BPOV

"Rosalie!" I hissed. "Be nice!"

"What?! That skank has more crabs than a seafood restaurant," she snorted. It took everything I had to keep from smacking her. I'm not a fan of Jessica Stanley by any stretch of the imagination, but that didn't give Rosalie the right to slander her. Especially considering that the rumors about the crabs had never been a proven fact.

I watched as Edward merely shrugged. "I haven't quite decided where I'm going to sit yet, but I'll keep the invitation in mind," he responded.

"Well, whatever," Rosalie said with a shrug. "Just remember; no trolls allowed."

And as much as I loved Rosalie, it didn't stop me from thinking that her No Troll policy should probably apply to her as well on occasion; at least when she decided to play Queen Bee of Forks High School and talk crap about every other female in the school.

I rolled my eyes behind her back, grabbing my bag from the back of the truck before slinging it over my shoulder. "Okay," I said, assuming my role as the goody-two-shoes of the group, "we should probably break up this little social gathering and get to class."

I didn't miss the look of annoyance on Rosalie's face, but I didn't care. I was used to that.

"Remember," Rosalie warned, pointing a perfectly manicured nail in Edward's direction, "invitation only."

He didn't seem concerned as he waved her off and headed off into the opposite direction. Once I was sure he was out of earshot, I turned to Rosalie, smacking her arm. "What the heck were you doing?"

"Listen, I'll put up with him because he's Emmett's cousin, but that doesn't mean I'm putting up with that whore too!"

"You can't just go around calling people names!"

"Sure I can! Do you remember how she behaved when she actually thought that you would be accepting vile Mike Newton's request to go to the prom with him last year? Do you think she was concerned about 'going around calling people names'? I swear to God Bella, you're just too nice."

I snorted. Because being nice was a bad thing? I rolled my eyes, shaking my head at her as we sloped off across the wet ground towards the classrooms. After a quick goodbye to Emmett, Alice and Jasper, she grabbed my arm before I could enter the building.

"What are you doing?"

"Look, I'm doing you a favor, okay? I've seen the way you look at him, Bella—"

"That is so not true!"

"And I'm not going to say anything to Emmett because I know how he is about Cullen. I won't make fun of you in front of him or Jasper," she continued, ignoring my outburst. "I'll even let you deny it if it makes you feel better. But I'm not going to have him sitting with us, slobbering all over Stanley in front of you. It's rude."

"Well, I don't know what you're talking about. That's not going to bother me. Of course it's not going to bother me? Why would I care if he was slobbering all over Jessica Stanley or anybody else for that matter? It doesn't bother me. I don't even care. I'm just—"

"Rambling. You're rambling, Bella. And you don't have to pretend, okay? Not with me. This is one thing I'm not going to tease you about. Well, I probably will a little bit, but just in front of Alice."

I could feel my face reddening. "Whatever," I mumbled with a shake of my head. "You're wrong."

"I'm never wrong," she countered, cocking a perfectly arched eyebrow at me. "And don't you forget it."

And before I even had the chance to respond, she whirled around and sauntered into the classroom more gracefully than I could ever achieve even in my dreams.

EPOV

I wasn't one for rushing things, especially when it came to new fucks, but I was going to have to make an exception for Jessica Stanley. I allowed her to chatter incessantly after first period, on the way to second. I listened to her drone on about the most ridiculously things during any lull in teaching during second. And I let her fill my head with inane banter as she followed after me like a fucking puppy on my way to third.

I hadn't even screwed her yet and I couldn't get rid of her. Maybe I needed to reevaluate the situation entirely. At the sound of the bell signaling the end of my third period, art with Miss Platt, I practically sprinted out of the room, praying that I could make it to the lunch room before Jessica had the chance to catch up with me.

"Edward!"

I cringed at the sound of my name, before I realized that it wasn't the high pitched squeal I'd grown accustomed to with Stanley. I turned, preparing for the worst, but immediately relaxed when I realized it was just Bella. "Hey," I mumbled in greeting as I glanced over her head, groaning when I saw that pile of curly hair headed my way. "Uh, can we walk and talk?" I asked, not waiting for a response as I set off back across the field.

"Um, sure," she replied, hurrying to catch up with me. I snorted when she tripped and nearly went flying face first into the grass, her books spilling from her arms to the ground.

"Are you capable of walking across a flat surface without breaking your neck? Jesus Christ," I said with a shake of my head, bending to pick up her dropped materials. I grabbed the bag that was slung over her shoulder and pulled it off her arm before shoving her things into it. "You know, they make these for a reason."

"Right," she responded with a nod. "Sorry. I just…I'm really clumsy. Like, so clumsy I'm practically disabled. This one time, I was climbing out of Emmett's Jeep and I sprained my ankle," she said with a weak laugh.

"I probably wouldn't go around telling too many people that," I told her. "Now can we walk please? Quickly, without you falling?"

"Oh," she said, bobbing her head. "Right. Sorry."

"You said that once," I reminded her, as I handed her the bag back and pushed myself to my feet.

"Right," she said, yet again. "Anyway, I just wanted to apologize for Rosalie. Sometimes, she goes into this… really… bossy mode where she thinks she's queen of the school. Anyway, it's not up to her to dictate who you sit with, so if you wanted to sit with us and you wanted to sit with Jessica, then Jessica could sit with us. If you wanted her to, I mean."

"So she could sit with us if I wanted her to?" I asked dryly, trying not to roll my eyes. "I'll keep that in mind. Is that all?"

"Well… yeah… I guess it is."

"Good. Then stop rambling."

I snorted again when I saw that blush on her cheeks. She was really too fucking easy to embarrass. She could be pretty fun, come to think of it.

"Edward!" I cringed at the sound of the shrill voice, and I wasn't the only one. I saw the look on Bella's face at the sound of Stanley's voice. She didn't look like she wanted Stanley to sit at her table anymore than the bitchy Barbie did, even if I wanted her to.

"Listen," I said, grabbing Bella's arm to stop her. "Save me a seat, okay?"

"Two?"

"No, I think just one is fine."

I didn't miss the smile that tugged at the corners of her lips as she tried not to smile but I rolled my eyes and waved her off, before I turned towards the voice.

"Hi!" Jessica greeted, automatically linking her arm with mine. I cringed away slightly. "You didn't wait for me," she accused, a pout on her full lips.

"Er… right. I needed to talk to Emmett about something."

"Well how come you were just talking to Bella Swan?" She asked, her pout turning into a full on scowl. I was slightly amused at her irritation.

"I had some shit to talk to her about. Nothing important."

"Okaaaay," she sighed, before that fucking hundred watt smile returned to her face. "So, are you sitting with us again?"

"Actually," I said, hoping to appear apologetic or whatever, "I kind of promised Emmett I would sit with him today. Family bonding and all, you know."

"Oh," she frowned. "Well… maybe we could push the two tables together or something?" She suggested, pleased with the idea.

"Yeah, I don't think that's going to work. You see, Emmett's girlfriend doesn't like you. And I would hate to subject you to that. She seems like she can be a real bitch," I said, my voice thick with mock sympathy.

"Well… can I at least drive you home after school?"

"As much as I would love that, Emmett's gotta stop by to see my grandmother anyway, so I told her that I'd be catching a ride with him."

"Edward," she whimpered.

"So sorry, Jess. But you know what? I'll give you a call later tonight."

"You promise?" She asked in that pathetically annoying voice.

"Yeah sure," I said, giving her my famous crooked panty-dropper smile. "So I'll see you later, huh?"

Without giving her a chance to respond, I hurried into the lunch room. Definitely going to have to reevaluate that shit.

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