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Some of the lines are from Twilight.
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Chapter XII: Devious Undertakings
"Oh God, Bella. Edward will definitely lose it after this!" Alice exclaims, giggling as she prances and twirls around, placing hidden cameras all over the room.
So far everything is going to plan.
I watch through Skype as Jasper and Rosalie take out more stuff.
I recall how Alice and I got to this point: The locker room incident had thrust us into a tentative friendship. A week later, she stomped through the room looking pissed.
Now, I'm not one to really butt my nose, because I usually don't really care. Seeing as we've maintained this friendship of sorts, I felt that inquiring about her mood was the friendly thing to do.
She vented her frustration about Assward's latest naughty behavior. Apparently, he had used her favorite jeans to detail the chrome on his Volvo.
Okay, that's funny.
As funny as Edward emasculating Bob?
Oh, snap! Someone's feisty.
Alice was livid and I was up for helping her avenge her beloved jeans. I understand her frustrations, since here I am plotting to avenge Bob.
That was when a light bulb popped above my head and I found the perfect opportunity, and idea, to get back at him.
Alice squealed when I shared my plan with her, and hugged me. She trusted that it must be a good one having seen my previous prank firsthand.
"Hey, Bella, I bet this prank will permanently dislodge the stick that's up his ass!" Alice exclaims.
Emmett's booming voice brings me back to the present.
He comes barging through the door of the room, bellowing. "No way! Edward's always been a tight ass."
"Would you like to bet on it, Emmett?"
Emmett is doubtful for a moment, and Jasper and Rosalie snicker in the background, probably over a secret joke shared between them. Weird.
Jasper taunts him. "What, Em, are you backing out?"
Emmett glares at him, and puffs out his chest. "A hundred bucks says he'll still be a tight ass."
Alice counters. "How about we raise the stakes? You pay for my shopping for the next six months."
"Three months,"
"Deal!" They shake hands; Alice grinning innocently whereas Emmett has a challenging look.
And I'm here eating chips as I watch the scene from my laptop.
Alice loves shopping; the girl is obsessed with clothes. She drives up to Seattle every single day to buy more clothes. She invited me to go with her a few times, but knowing her obsession, I can tell she's a shopaholic and I don't ever want to experience an Alice Cullen shopping trip. No, thank you.
To be fair to her, she has impeccable taste. Her style is classy without looking like a Vogue catalog threw up on her.
During these past almost two weeks, I also hung out with Angela. I found out that she has younger twin brothers whom she adores, a stay at home mom, and a minister for a father. I also found out that we both have a passion for food and movies. I mean the girl can eat, but looking at her willowy form you'd think she doesn't. We spent yesterday afternoon in Port Angeles gorging on sushi like the foodsluts we are, then indulged ourselves on creme caramel. Speaking of desserts, I still have that chocolate basket stashed in my closet because, yes, I hide food! And I know Charlie would steal some of that Toblerone, talk about upholding the law, chief!
While we were there, I bought some supplies for the ultimate revenge prank. I think she suspects that I was planning something because I had an evil grin on my face and she was scrutinizing me from behind her glasses. Angela is the quiet type, but nothing gets by that girl.
Today's Sunday, and I'm instructing the Cullens through Skype on what to do with the supplies I bought. Alice and I agreed that this is the best option, so Edward won't suspect it was me. Apparently, he and Doc are out camping and Mrs. Cullen is out shopping.
Edward has a spacious room with one wall completely made out of glass. It makes me envious.
I bet he has a great view.
One wall is covered with CDs, but from where the laptop is situated in his room, I can't see the genres. I also own an extensive CD collection, well not as extensive and impressive as his, but still vast enough. My curiosity is piqued about his taste in music and I wish I was in his room to look through them one-by-one.
When I moved here, the first things I packed were my CDs and books. I've collected many since I was 13 years old and I can't relocate without them. Dad was kind enough to build shelves right next to the window so that I can put as much of my collection as possible in my room.
Aw, see! You and Edward have another thing in common.
"Another?" The first being… ?
That flaming temper.
Bitch.
Hey! Don't deny he gets you hot and aching when he's pissed.
He's still an ass!
That's not a no, though.
Speaking of Edward, throughout this past week, he kept staring at me with softness in his eyes, and I felt it every. single. time. Whenever I looked back at him to embarrass him for blatantly staring, he simply smiled this really sweet smile. For some inexplicable reason, it made me blush and feel all warm and tingly. Just remembering that adorable grin brings a smile to my face and warmth to my cheeks.
"Okay, Bella, everything's set. Is anything else required?" Alice asks, interrupting my beautiful daydream.
"No, it's all good. Thank you so much for doing this, I can't wait until shit goes down." I grin at the prospect of seeing Edward's furious expression. He looks really hot when he gets mad.
"Me either, Belly! This is gonna be good! Eddie boy won't know what hit him," says Emmett, smiling and showing off his dimples.
"Thanks everyone for doing this, I have to go now and do my part." I wink at him.
They bid me goodbye and we log off.
~E&I~
"These past couple of weeks have been really quiet, Bells," Charlie comments as he reads the newspaper on a snowy Monday morning.
Ugh, I can't get a break.
Don't get me wrong, I love snow. I just hate when it freezes to ice or becomes muddy. For a klutz like me, that's an accident waiting to happen.
I need to get some books to keep me entertained. I should plan a trip to Seattle sometime in the coming weeks.
I shrug. "Not much to do in Forks, Dad, besides studying and indulging in hobbies."
"Mhm," he hums noncommittally.
I know where he's getting at and I'm not going to fall for his trap. My revenge is set and I can't afford for him to be suspicious.
I turn on the radio to, hopefully, divert his attention when a breaking news item suddenly streams through the speakers. "This just in, another three victims of a possible bear attack have been found 20 miles outside of Forks. No statement about the victims has been released as of yet, however, police urge hikers to stay away from the woods until the bear has been caught."
Dad turns off the radio, for which I'm thankful. I feel sad for the victims' families and can't imagine what they're going through. I just hope the bear is caught and relocated. Killing it would be wrong because it's just an animal that runs on instinct.
What worries me is that the killings have come closer to town.
"Bells, you should stay away from the forests for a while. The killings are very close to Forks," Charlie says what I was just thinking.
I roll my eyes. It's not like I make a habit of hiking through the woods. "Yeah, sure, dad. I will."
After a few moments of silence I tell him. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. On Friday we're having a workshop about the dangers of drug usage and Mr. Banner is going to be the main speaker. He will discuss the topic from a biological point of view; the effect drugs have on our bodies, addiction, and whatnot. I was wondering if you would like to speak to the students from the point of view of the law enforcement."
Dad looks uncomfortable for a moment. I know he hates talking to a huge crowd and he's not one to flaunt his position.
"Come on, Dad! Think of it as an educating mission. You can help to prevent the youth of Forks using drugs in the future."
I wait for him to make his decision with bated breath. I grab my bag to head out when he calls, "Okay, I'll do it."
I fist pump after stepping outside.
~E&I~
Bob was returned to our front lawn the morning after Edward's prank. How the hell was he able to park it without dad or me hearing the engine?
Maybe he carried it!
Ha-ha, don't be ridiculous.
Bob still looks like Pepto Bismol. Ew.
Charlie promised that he'll help me repaint Bob when we buy paint.
I still wonder how Edward managed to get him on the roof. Of course, I can't ask him because it will stroke his already gigantic ego.
Reaching the parking lot, I turn off Bob, grab my jacket and step out.
My graceful (not!) landing causes me to drop my keys, though a sudden flash white in the form of a hand grabs them before they fall into the already formed mud puddle.
I jerk upright to see a pair of playful golden eyes staring into my shocked hazel ones.
"How do you do that?"
"Do what?" He holds out my keys as he speaks, then places them gently into my palm. When our fingers touch, that spark of electricity ignites my body again. I gasp in shock from the force of this zap.
It has gotten intense.
Edward's eyes flame as he leaves his fingers a second longer than normal.
I snap out of it and say, "Appear out of thin air."
"Bella, it's not my fault if you are exceptionally unobservant." He remarks, his tone arrogant.
"Oh, really? I am so unobservant that I saw with my own eyes how you appeared like a flash in front of me and pushed the van away. And the fact that you haven't given a valid explanation for it. Or that your eyes are gold today, when two weeks ago they were gold, but they just kept getting darker and darker until they were black the last time I saw you on Friday. Now they're suddenly gold again today. Unobservant, Edward Cullen, I am certainly not!" By the end of my rant, I'm panting.
Edward steps closer to me, his expression fierce.
Not a breath of air could pass between us as we stand gazing at each other, the electricity zapping like crazy between us. His captivating scent envelops me. Standing this close to him, I can hear him take a deep breath.
Did he just sniff me?
It's not as if you haven't.
Edward brushes my cheek gently with the tips of his fingers. "My apologies, you certainly are not unobservant. Though, I sometimes wish you were." His voice ends on a painful note.
This is the first time he's apologized to me since we met.
"Why?" I whisper.
He gazes deeply into my eyes, his expression turning sad. "Because I doubt you will hold in high regard the conclusion of your observations. You are highly intelligent, Bella, and I'm certain you will find your answers soon."
"You've warned me twice already, Edward. Why is that?" I realize that I just called him by his name for the first time, and I like it. A lot more than I should.
He sighs, his shoulders slumping.
"I don't want you to be shocked and," he stops mid-sentence.
"And what?"
He becomes nervous. After a few agonizing moments, he says, "And repulsed."
His insistence on warning me shows that he cares very much.
The thought that he cares, brings tears to my eyes.
I blink those suckers away.
"You could never repulse me," I state.
The electricity charging between us goes haywire as Edward tilts his head down, slowly leaning toward me. His lips are close, only mere inches away from mine, that I can almost taste him. He's about to kiss me when the bell rings.
The charging energy dims as we step away.
I let out a breath I wasn't aware of holding.
As I walk into first period, there's one thought raging in my mind:
I wanted him to kiss me.
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to sagajunkie for being my 200th reviewer! Girl, I partied all right! LOL
Next chapter is the revenge :)
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