Roslyn's POV-(edited)

The first few periods had past and after asking the principal we were going to organise a concert after school- that's where we will introduce Bella. We just need a little help...

"Roslyn?" A voice called. I whipped round, irritated that I realised the voice... Why in the world is he trying to talk to me again? Why?

"What?" I grunted.

"I was wandering ... if you wanted to sit with us at lunch?" He stammered through his sentence. I smirked and shook my head.

"Sorry Cullen. I have better placed to be than to hang around with you." I patted his back and headed to my next class. I had this period- art- with Bella.

After introductions- Bella had simply said to the teacher that she didn't want her to read out her name- me and Bella went and sat across from Jasper- much to my disappointment.

"Hey girls." He smiled. Bella grinned but I glared.

"Jasper, would you be willing enough to help us with a concert we are setting up to night?" Bella asked. What? Who asked her to ask him? I do not want him helping.

"Yeah sure. Why me?" He asked, shocked.

"Cause, you are the only one that knows who I really am- and this is where I will be revealing my name." She grinned. He nodded.

"No. You can't help." I realised to slow that I had said that out loud. Bella glared at me.

"Why not?"

"Err... because I just wanted it to be you and us. But it's okay. You can help." I smiled. And added under my breath, "not that I wanted you too."

"Okay. Thanks. So you both sing?" Curiosity ran deep through his eye.

"Uhu." I grunted. What's it to you anyway?

"Cool ." He smiled. The rest of the period was spent me studying on the art work and Bella and Jasper talking about the concert. I really couldn't be bothered listening. As the bell rang I walked out of class, not bothering to wait for Bella. What was the point if she was just going to chat to Jasper all the time?

Bella's POV-

Something was up with Roslyn. I didn't know exactly what. She had barely spoke since the start of art except for a few grunts and sighs. She didn't even answer me when I asked what was up- she just shrugged- weird. This wasn't her usual behaviour- mostly she was bubbly, lively and confident- not to mention she talks...ALOT!

"What's up with her?" I mumbled to Jasper as she slunk out of class with out waiting for me.

"God knows. She probably doesn't like the fact your talking to me more than her. Girls get like that- you should know." He chuckled. Roslyn was jealous? But Roslyn, I know from experience, never got jealous.

"You really think so. Roslyn never gets jealous... then again this isn't usually her behaviour." I grimaced as we walked down the corridor to the canteen where we would be eating. As I stepped in I saw Roslyn talking to Edward... with a smile on her face. I listened carefully to their conversation.

"Thank you." Roslyn smiled.

"Your very welcome. Can I ask again- do you want to sit with us?" Edward asked politely with that look in his eye and the crooked grin. Oh no, not that grin. She's going to fall for it.

"Um... yeah sure." She smiled. She turned to face me and grinned. Huh? Then where the hell was I going to sit?

"You can sit with me. I don't want to sit with them any way." Jasper read my mind. Weird. I looked over to where Roslyn and Edward were heading- over to the bitch table. Roslyn sat herself down between Edward and Alice. Alice started a conversation with Alice and they were smiling and chatting the whole time. Ugh. She wasn't speaking to me. How great.

"Where do we sit?" I asked jasper, looking hesitantly around.

"Well, unless you want to sit with them, then outside." That was a hard choice on the one hand if I stayed in here I would have to sit with the bitch crew or I would have to sit in the pouring rain. Could my day get any worse?

"Bella, I just want to say, for those times I bullied you. I- I'm sorry!" Jasper looked down sheepishly. I smiled at him and patted his arm.

"It's Okay Jasper. I know you never meant it. No need for apologises." I reassured him. He smiled back at me.

"So where to sit?" Jasper broke the silence.

"Um... let's sit with them." I gave in, though I really didn't want to. I guess it was a tiny bit better than being cold and wet for the rest of the day. I trudged after Jasper reluctantly. He sat down first before I slide down next to him.

"Hello. I'm Alice." A chirpy voice introduced herself.

"Hey. I'm..." I trailed off before it slipped out. Alice gave me a weird look before continuing to talk to Roslyn about something. Roslyn however was paying attention to her small bowl of soup. She wasn't a big eater. She likes to watch her wait. She says it's better for press and stuff. Unlike me she doesn't avoid them. And she was trying to avoid me right now.

"Roslyn?" I asked her. As I said this I earned a glare from Rosalie. What was her problem?

"Yes?" She asked.

"What's up?" I asked. She shrugged again.

"Nothing." She smiled unconvincingly.

"Hey." A booming voice filled my ears next to me.

"Oh. Um, hey." I smiled, looking up to a tall Emmett.

"Emmett. What's yours?" He asked. Before I could get my reply out Roslyn answered.

"She won't tell you." She snapped glaring at her. What have I done?

"Can I have a word?" I said through gritted teeth. Roslyn looked at me and nodded. We walked out into the pouring rain- or I did, Roslyn stood inside, not wanting to get her hair soaked.

"What is it?" Roslyn asked.

"I could ask you the same question." I snapped.

"Fine. Do you want to know?" She threw her hands up in the air in defeat.

"Yes."

"I keep thinking that the reason you came here was because- because you didn't want me to be your best friend. That you wanted another best friend instead of me. And then Jasper came along. The guy who bullied you and fit right in!" She explained. I looked at her dumfounded.

"Roslyn. I would never, ever, replace you with another best friend. You know that. Jasper isn't my best friend. We just need some help that's all!" I gave her a quick hug and she replied by flinging herself on me.

"I'm sorry Bella. I shouldn't of thought that." Roslyn sighed and tugged me back inside.

"What's the rush?" I asked baffled.

"I don't want my hair wet." Roslyn moaned while flattening her already perfect hair.

"Its fine, leave it." I told her. I giggled at her while we went and sat back down. Me, Roslyn and Jasper left the dining table five minutes later too plan the concert. We had already found the time and place- 5:00 in the school hall. We now just had to send out an announcement- which the principal was just about to read out. Our plan was in action!