CHAPTER SIX

Sm own everything.

I was going to my first party in years! This was huge! I know I sounded desperate but you can't blame me when you have dad like mine. Who cares about Angela's dislike for parties? I loved them. It was the only time I got wild. Wait I haven't been to a party how would I know?

I was on my way to Physics. After all that party thinking yesterday I finally fell asleep yesterday as soon as I left Angela's room. Angela was a good friend and after I threw her out of her own room I felt kind of bad to treat such a good person like that.

Half of the class was already in the room. Most of them in their own little cliques. The others just sat there listening to their IPod or defacing the school property. On the far end of the class a table with two chairs remained unoccupied. Slowly I headed in that direction if I was lucky there would be one less person in the class giving me a seat by myself.

Compared to yesterday I was in a good mood and nothing right now was going to change that. I dropped my bag on one of the chairs and dragged out the other noisily. It didn't seem to affect any one. I sat there waiting for the teacher to at least come in. I was bored. Absentmindedly I pulled out a pen and began doodling on the back page of my note book.

Not much people knew this but I could draw. Ever since I started separating myself from my family I realized I could actually draw. My doodling began morphing into a little, elegant flower of course on blue inked pen and a ruled page.

By the time I finished it I fell bored again. Why the hell was I coming here if none of the teachers were going to show? I folded my hands and rested my head on them on top of the desk and closed my eyes. After all that sleep I was still tired. I really needed to start back working out again. Back in Phoenix almost every weekend the boys and some girls would team up for a little football and that was all I needed to keep me in shape.

After a few minutes I heard a light thud on my desk and I could hear the person pulling back the chair and settling in it. I felt too lazy too look up. Eventually I pulled my head away from the desk and looked on the side.

Whoa. I mean seriously. I was definitely not in the mood for this. I was feeling happy for once. I squinted my eyes trying to get them adjusted to the light from the darkness. Ugh. My hair felt like mess. He must have thought I looked like an idiot. I raked my hand through my hair and pulled out the holder and began tying my hair back.

"Hi." He said looking at me with a grin.

"Hi." I replied politely. I had to reply politely because I was way too scared to get in a fight with him. He was just so big. What was his name again? Cullen's friend. Em… Emmett. Yeah that was it. Emmett. Firstly you cannot forget a person so huge and a name so unfamiliar.

"So…What's you're name?" Did he come here to make fun or be friends?

"Bella." I answered.

"Bella. Hmm. Well that's a nice name I'm Emmett."

"Yeah I know."

"So…I'm sorry about yesterday I know Edward can be a pain sometimes."

"Nice way to put it. Sometimes."

"No he really is a good person that is once you get to know him." Why the hell were we talking about Edward Cullen? I didn't reply to his comment.

Emmett started another conversation. "So can I ask you a question?" Why do you need to ask?

"Nope. But you're going to ask me any ways." I must have sounded like a total bitch to him. Let's get this straight from here; any friend of Cullen was an enemy to me.

"Ouch." He pretended to be hurt and held a hand over his heart. I chuckled a little. His facial expression was so cute and funny at the same time. "Are you always so cold?" I knew that was not what he was going to ask me earlier.

"Only to Cullen's friends." I didn't see the need to be indirect.

"That's what I want to ask you about. What's that between you two?" Why did he need to ask me? He could ask his friend. "Edward said it was nothing and went out and got drunk yesterday."

"I don't know. It's not my fault. Yesterday morning I woke up late and was literally running through this place and I ran into him."

"Like smack into him or just cross paths?"

"Like smack into him. So them he called me a fucking bitch and I called him a fucking asshole." I shrugged my shoulders. While I was telling Emmett the recollection I realized that I sounded like I was tired of telling the story.

"And that's it?"

"Yeah. No wait when Anderson called us in his office Cullen looked at me I was annoyed at me so when Anderson asked if we knew each other we said no at the same time. I sounded like if I was annoyed at Cullen and he sounded pissed."

"And that's it?" I nodded. "What his problem?"

"I thought you might answer that for me." That same moment a young-ish guy walked in and stood in front the class. Everyone grabbed a seat and settled in. I guess he was our teacher.

Class wasn't that bad with Emmett. He was actually a nice guy. Emmett had my giggling through out the entire session and I could not concentrate on the teacher.

"What class do you have next?" He whispered. He started whispering after teacher told him to shut up.

"Math again." By now after the constant leaning in to each other to whisper we were touching: shoulder to shoulder.

"Cool. I'm going with you." My eyebrow arched up."I'm skipping Chemistry. It's so boring. The teacher is like a hundred and seventy five and keeps dragging on and on about how her daughter got pregnant because of people like me." He was awarded a little giggle.

A little while after the teacher dismissed us and I tried to loose Emmett but he would not get lost. I told him I was going to get my books up in my room but he was still following me.

"Dude don't you have to go and live up to Cullen or something?" We were now entering my room, surprisingly nobody else was there.

"Naw. Edward got drunk last night and went off campus probably to some strip club or something. But all I know is that he isn't coming back until this evening or maybe night. Depends on how much fun he's having." Emmett sat on bed and wiggled his eyebrows. Oh. Oh! He meant Cullen went to find him self a one night stand. Oh.

"So poor Emmett is stuck here by himself." I said in a baby voice. I grabbed my book and shoved into my bag.

"Nope. I got you."

"Don't give your hopes up boy. You might never know Bella Swan might accidentally loose you." I teased. "Lets go." I walked out the door and waited for him to follow. He didn't. I pushed the door back open and found Emmett smiling. "Lets go."

"What's the hurry? Bella Swan likes Maths huh."

"Yes Emmett Math is my favourite subject." I replied sarcastically. "Lets Go!"

"Oh come on. Your bed is so comfortable." To emphasize what he meant he sank deeper into the bed.

"I'm going." I left him with that.

Shortly after Emmett sprinted towards me yelling for me to wait but I didn't. Eventually he caught up though.

"Thought you said you liked my bed?" I smiled.

"I do but it's nothing without you in it." He smirked back. Reactively my cheeks began to blaze. He saw it and began grinning even wider. On our way to class no one said anything. He must have run out of good come backs and lines. I doubt it. A perverted guy like Emmett could not have run out of smart lines. I took the same seat as yesterday only to find Mike sitting in his same seat.

"Hi Mike." I said. I didn't even know the boy but I was in my happy mood. I guess Emmett had a lot to do with that.

"Hi Bella. Did you do your home work? I didn't get number five." We had home work? And since when Mike does not get an answer.

"Uh… Yeah I did some. But I didn't get number five either."

"Shame." Emmett whispered and I nudged him in is ribs with my elbow.

"Uh… Mike could I borrow your book to see the home work I just want to check over." Lie.

Mike nodded and handed me his notebook. Immediately I copied his work and gave him his book back when I was finished. Mr. Anderson walked in class and began talking to us right away.

"So you and Mike huh. That's one cute couple. Guess I can't win against him. Oh Mike could you teach me a little math in bed tonight?" I just had to laugh. Emmett's imitation of a girl's voice was so hilarious and off key. I turned to him and rolled my eyes.

"So Bella how long is Mike?" Instantly my hand flew out and hit him right against his ribs. I tried my best to hurt him but he was too muscular. His navy blue jersey pulled skin tight across him, emphasizing on each detail on his abs. Where it fell and where it was rock hard.

"Shut up Emmett. I have work to do." While I was pulling my hair out to answer one sum, Emmett was drawing some crazy shit and commenting on every one in the class. Like who looked like jock or a whore and who looked like the next world's Madonna.

"Miss Swan!" Mr. Anderson caught me laughing at one of Emmett's perverted jokes. I looked up immediately and saw that furious look on Anderson's face again. "Since you keep talking away I presume you're finished with the equation on the board."

I looked down at my empty notebook trying to come up with ideas. A little glance was all it took. Mike should really start to cover his work. "Yes sir."

"Okay and would you like to give us the answer?" He asked.

"No." I said under my breath. "Um…twenty two by ten to the power of eleven." Thank you Mike!

Mr. Anderson stood there dumbfounded in front the class. Was he really that shocked that I answered his question? I wasn't that stupid was I? I continued chewing to the top of my pencil in my seat for the rest of the class. Every time Emmett tried to make me talk or laugh I would bite on the pencil.

We were sprawled out on the grass laughing the hardest we could. The warmth on my skin from the sun felt good and I closed my eyes to enjoy it even more. As I began melting away there a strong breeze blew from no where and the scent started suffocating me. I began coughing non stop. I clutched my throat and continued coughing. Help I'm dying here!

Is Emmett even hearing me coughing? I swear by now I'd be able to cough my lungs out. What was that smell. It was strong and smell like smoke.

"Bella? You okay?" Emmett asked. Oh now he wanted to know. Why didn't he do something before I nearly died? I mean did I just choke on air?

I sat up and turned around to Emmett. He had a piece of paper to his lips and a trail of light smoke lingered in the air. Was that…?

"You want some? I got loads more?" He asked when he caught me staring. He pulled out a clear plastic bag from his back pocket and held it to me. Hell no…I wasn't going to smoke crack. What did I look like?

"NO!" I yelled out like if he was some idiot, well maybe he was but still. He shrugged and shoved it back into his pocket. Emmett was going a little too far with this. I got up to leave but that didn't go as planned. Emmett grabbed me by the wrist and yanked me down on the ground next to him. He took one last long drag from his paper and flicked the remainder in to the grass.

After a few minutes or what seemed like seconds Emmett was officially high. He began singing some crack head song on the spot. He could actually sing!…..only when he didn't go off key.

"Ah wanna fly high, high with you baby, I want you to reach out to the sky," He was hilarious.

"Emmett shut up!" But just like the guy he was he continued. You could really get to know a person when they were high. Like for instance Emmett just confessed that he, quote 'fucked the pastor's daughter ruthlessly while she held a rosary' I know it's disturbing but it's the way he said it.

"Higher than hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh!" Finally! He ended his song with a high note."Bella?" What did he want now?

"Yeah?"

"I feel horny." Emmett! He always looked for the most random thing to say. What the hell was I suppose to say? Slowly and reluctantly I turned to him. He began wiggling his eyebrows and running his fingers up and down my arm. Suddenly I was aware of how close we were and how big he was compared to me.

"Aren't you going to do something about that darling?" I scooted a little away from him and gave him a warning look. I swear if he moved any closer I was going to start to scream "Rape!" I knew he was only troubling me but I wasn't too sure about the horny part.

He suddenly yawned loudly and stretched his arms. I heard his joints crack and muscles flexed. Turns out his plans weren't going to progress. Slowly and with his eyes closed his hand slipped into his jeans and went straight down. Is he scratching ….? Oh my god Emmett was unbelievable. In public? Next to me! I watched him in his face. Unbelievable! He was wiggling his eyebrows at me. Why did he like to do that? I pushed myself of the ground and stood up trying to balance. Emmett stood immediately and had this stupid grin on his face. Swiftly he pulled me in to one huge bear hug.

Why was he hugging me?

He was wiping his hand on the back of my shirt. Wait! No! Ew! I screeched at the top of my lungs and kept hitting him on his shoulder to put me down.

"Emmett you…you disgusting monster!"

"You forgot out hot. Disgusting hoooot monster." That explains it he was still high. Besides high or not he wasn't that different.

For no reason his head snapped up and stared off into space. His lips moved. Was he talking to me? His lips was moving but nothing came out. Softly under his breath he whispered. "Bitch name Lauren." It sounded like he was making plans for tonight… or maybe even now.

" Emmett? Emmett are you okay?"

"Yeah I was just thinking. Uh… Bella do you know a Lauren?" I nodded with one of my eyebrows arched. "What room is she in?… I made plans."

I sighed. Was he really that desperate? "My room." I answered and shoved both of my hands in my pockets.

"Thanks." He smiled and turned to find Lauren. Emmett was disgusting but still fun to hang around. Okay so Emmett was going now to my room to find Lauren and didn't even want to find out why or confirm my idea.

"Emmett!" I called after him. He slowed his jogging and turned around. "Keep away from my side of the room." He just grinned. Are all guys like that?...So desperate. Sigh. So now I was left alone for the rest of the evening alone. Bored.

What should I do now? I could do my home work but I didn't want to risk going to my room. Angela was in some group meeting. I wonder what Jacob was doing?

Holy Shit! I forgot about Jacob. I was supposed to meet him at the bar and beat him at that race. Shit.

Please people review I'm deading here! Hehe 'deading'….lol that's my word people. So show me some loving. Peace out. Muah.