A/N: This is totally a filler chapter, kind of an insight into Bella and her life outside of horses. Hope you enjoy it. Thanks again for supporting my fic! You guys totally rock.

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Chapter 13

Merv the Perv

BPOV

I'm pulled from a restless sleep as the alarm clock buzzes on the nightstand beside my bed. I did not sleep well. My dreams were filled with flashbacks of the hurt look in Jacob's eyes. Then, without warning, the picture would shift to Edward's piercing green eyes as they appeared to look straight into my soul. Would Edward like what he saw? I sure don't. I'm afraid James has damaged me beyond repair, making it impossible for me to be in a normal relationship with a man again. I just want to be able to love free again, without any restrictions. Damn James for doing this to me!

The invisible scarring left on my heart by him is one reason I enjoy spending so much time with horses. Horses cannot speak, so I pour my heart and soul out to Phoenix, she doesn't retort with damning words. She just listens and accepts.

My chest is starting to constrict I just know the tears will begin to flow soon. They always do when I start to go down this route. I need to get out of bed and stop wallowing in self-pity. I have an in-service teacher's meeting to be at this morning, can't be late.

I am dressed and out of the house in no time. I jump into my old pickup and drive the fifteen miles to the High School. I pull into the parking lot and notice a few people milling about in the parking lot. Shit I feel like I am teenager just starting my first day at a new school! Come on Swan this is no different than Forks, well except for the fact that this school is three times the size of Forks High.

As I make my way up to the heavy double doors of the gymnasium where the meeting is to be held, I hear muted footsteps behind me. I pick up my pace and hear the steps behind me match my own, then increasing speed so as to catch up with me. As the person behind me closes the distance between us, I hear the swish of material rubbing against itself. He's next to me now and I see his black Nikes with a white swish on the side, which explained the quietness of his stride compared to the leather-soled cowboy boots I was wearing. His shoes are only laced about three-quarters of the way up and he is wearing a fire-engine red nylon wind suit. It is the type with the elastic around the bottoms of the legs with zippers at the ankles to make the pants easier to slip on and off without taking off his shoes. The top of his wind suit is a simple pull-over of the same material and the zippered collar is open displaying a thick gold chain that is lost in his thick, curly chest hair that doesn't stop until it reaches his Adam's apple.

"Hey", he said. "You must be Isabella Swan. I'm Mike Newton, coach of the track team." Even at the sound of Mike's voice, I wanted to recoil. I couldn't imagine this guy being the coach of anything. Quite frankly, he reminded me more of Merv the Perv than a coach of any sport! His head bobbed as he spoke and he looked to be the kind of man who would wear loafers without socks and think it looked good together. It was obvious he needed help in every aspect of his life, but especially with his wardrobe.

Then Merv speaks again,"You are Isabella? Right?" I finally look up at his face seeing nothing incredibly special about it. He has dirty blonde hair that kind of sticks up everywhere. It looks like it used to be a buzz cut, but Merv has missed a couple of trips to the barber. He has a cheesy-ass grin plastered on his face showing of the grossest teeth I've ever seen. They look like they hadn't seen a toothbrush in years, much less a dentist. I'd call them "butter teeth" because all the plaque accumulated on them looks like a thick layer of greasy butter

"Uh, yeah… I am Isabella, but I prefer Bella." I force a smile extending my hand out in a friendly gesture. He grasps my hand; his are cold and clammy. Ew, now that was totally gross! I withdraw my hand and promptly reach into my bag for some hand sanitizer.

"Merv" keeps walking beside me. Fuck, am I ever going to get that gymnasium? "So Bella, since you are new in town, maybe I could show you around." Guh is he serious? Yup that confirms it, I am a loser magnet!

Just as I am about to answer Merv, an attractive girl who looks to be my age walks up. "Hi I am Lauren Mallory, I teach ninth grade Algebra. You must be our new English teacher, Bella Swan, Right?" I nod, smiling and grateful to have the distraction from Merv. "Great to have you! I had heard you just moved here. Your mom is Renee Dwyer right?" She glances over at me. Lauren has a cheerful smile, big blue eyes and long brunette hair. She is dressed casually but professional in high waisted slacks, a light weight green shirt and heels, a stark contrast to my jeans, polo shirt and boots. She wears modest jewelry, only one piece, a Montana Silversmith's cuff bracelet that accentuates her outfit beautifully. I have always loved those bracelets and hers is no exception. It is gold and silver, with a black filling that accentuates the filigree look of it.

"Yup, that would be my mom. Do you know her?" Lauren opens the gym door, holds it open as I walk through.

"No not personally but I have heard of her. She is a heck of a hand when it comes to horses. I ride myself, not barrel racing. I actually do American Quarter Horse Association Horse Shows. I am leading the amateur standings in Western Pleasure right now. " I nod appreciatively.

Horse shows are not easy, whereas barrel racing is completely unbiased, you do not have to answer to anybody but yourself and the clock. The horse show world is very political. The events winners are determined by an actual show judge. You can kiss any hopes you had of excelling, if you do not come from the right family or if you don't have the "it" trainer in your corner. Lauren must have one or both of those things working in her favor to be doing that well.

As we make our way into the gym, I glance around taking in my surroundings. The gym looks to have been newly renovated and well stocked with equipment, very unlike Forks High, we made due with what we had there. Lauren finds an available spot on the bottom of the wooden bleachers and I take the space next to her. We are sandwiched between two other older ladies, keeping Merv away. Thank God I wasn't stuck next to him. It didn't stop him from leaning across one of the ladies to talk to me again though. This time when he spoke some spittle came out and landed on my cheek. Uh Gross! I am so going to hurt this nerd!

"Well I guess I will catch up with you later after the meeting. We have plans to firm up." Before I can tell him to get lost Principal Boyd steps up to the podium and begins her welcome to another year speech. I shift my attention to the petite lady standing under one of the basketball goals. The only time I'd met her was at my interview and I was too nervous to look at her then, but now I have the opportunity to really take in her appearance. Principal Boyd's brunette hair is cut in a short bob, with some bangs tucked behind her ear. She is dressed professionally in a grey pantsuit, with a white lace cami under the jacket. She clears her throat and begins to go over dress code. Her voice is very sweet and charming, I can see where she can use it to get her point across if need be. The students are required to wear uniforms in our school district; Principal Boyd says this is to keep down dress code infractions. This differs from Forks as well. Students were allowed to wear their own clothes there. As she drones on about school rules and regulations I am antsy to get out of here. I do not want to miss seeing Edward. I have had butterflies all morning about seeing him again. I feel my mind drifting on to other things as the huge clock that hangs above the entrance slowly ticks.

"Um Bella, that feels…fuck…that…is…just….Ungh…yea…right there baby!" I look up and what I see has me creaming even more into my already soaked panties. Edward's head is tossed back, lips parted mumbling words under his breath, as I continue to work my mouth up and down his long hard cock. God it tastes so fuck good! I want to feel him inside of me. I want to see his face as he releases his cum. Edward snaps his head forward as I release his dick, I go lower and start licking his taint then I gently take his balls into my mouth and start humming. "FUCK! BELLLLAAA!" He pants through clinched teeth. Yea that's right say my name bitch! I can tell he is getting close to his release. So I release his nuts from my mouth, licking my way up his shaft until I reach the tip. There is some pre-cum there and I greedily lick it clean; eager for the explosion I am sure is going to come. I take just his tip in my mouth, feeling him tense beneath me.

And just like that I am snapped from my daydream by Lauren, I groan internally. I shift on the bleachers trying to adjust myself. My panties are totally soaked at this point.

"Bella? Bella? The meeting has been dismissed. You kind of spaced out there for a while." She looks at me inquisitively as we start to make our way out of the gym. Everyone is buzzing around with the excitement of another school year that is about to kick off next week.

"Oh! Sorry Lauren. You said something? I was just thinking about all the things I need to do when I get home." I smile at her, trying hard to play it off nonchalantly even though I am pretty sure my face is probably ten shades of red right now.

Lauren gives me the once over, I guess she is making sure I am really okay. "Oh, no it is fine Bella. I totally understand. I just wanted to see if you wanted to grab a bite for lunch?" She grabs the door that leads out to the parking lot and holds it open, as we walk through. I start to scan the area making sure I do not see Merv anywhere. Thank goodness! It appears I may have dodged that bullet.

"Thanks so much for the offer…really…but I have a vet appointment with Dr. Cullen at two o'clock." I look over at her and notice that she is staring at me with a guilty looking grin on her face.

"Girl, do you use Carlisle or Edward? I brought my gelding, Lucky, to the dashingly handsome Dr. Edward Cullen Saturday. It was just for a routine check- up, to get health papers for the horse show I am going to this coming weekend in New Mexico. Anyway, that is one hot piece of man. I flirted my ass off. I tried everything! Hair flipping, pushing my tits up, I even resorted to brushing up against his ass as he was bent over showing me the thrush in Lucky's frog. Nothing! I got nothing! I am telling you girl, I think he may be gay! I mean how did he not notice ME, if he isn't?"

I let out a nervous chuckle at Lauren's theory that Edward may be gay. He is far from it. At least I hope he is. Yeah…no…he is definitely not gay! He was out with Jessica Stanley for God sakes! Oh wait didn't he say he dropped her off at her house and that the only way he was going in with her was if she drug him in kicking and screaming. SHIT! What if he was gay? Emmett…Emmett and Jasper! They said he had a girlfriend at A & M she was on the college rodeo team. Thank god! I had forgotten about that! No…there is no way Edward Cullen is gay.

I giggle again before answering Lauren. "I have used Carlisle Cullen once, but I have met Edward and honestly I just didn't get the gay vibe from him. He was very nice and charming when Dr. Carlisle introduced us. But he was not working either, so maybe in his defense he may have just been engrossed in the task at hand. I have heard he is quite serious."

Lauren shakes her head. "Hmph I don't know Bella, I practically shoved my tits in his face. It did not even phase him. I have another appointment with him on Wednesday for a new colt I just bought. I may just ask him out for drinks just to see what kind of reaction I get. Oh, here is my car Bella. I will call you this week so we can get together." As she gets into her car I feel my chest constrict at the very thought of Lauren actually asking Edward out. I can't be jealous he does not belong to me, even though I desperately want to claim him as my own. I sigh and turn heading towards where I parked this morning.

I look down at my watch. Crap! It is almost one! My truck is parked in the next to last parking spot closest to the school office, it is quite a distance from where I am, I hurriedly pick up my pace. As I approach my truck, I can only see the passenger side; the driver's side is shielded by another truck parked next to it. I start digging in my huge purse for my keys when I look up. There to my total shock and dismay as I walk around the rear of my truck is "Merv", leaning against my driver's side door. I so do not need this right now!

He snarls his lips up over his butter teeth; in what I guess is his lame ass attempt to be sexy. "So we meet again beautiful." I think I threw up a little in my mouth.

"Uh Mer….Mike is it?" He nods and takes a step closer to me. "Look I am in kind of a hurry; I have an appointment at two o'clock I cannot be late for." I side step around him as I put my key in the door. I finally open it and get in. The asshat then steps in the way of my door hindering me from closing it. Ok he is really starting to piss me off. I slip my hand into my purse feeling around for the taser that my dad gave me before leaving Forks. There! Found it. I grasp it in my hand and slowly withdraw it from my purse.

"Look Mike, if you do not get out of the way of my door, I may have to resort to less than lady like behavior, if you get my drift!" He steps closer.

"Oh Bella, I would love for you to resort to un-lady like behavior anytime you see fit. I knew you dug me." I draw my hand up holding the taser and I aim it right at his crouch. The fucker smirks at me, leans in closer and then he opens his mouth to speak, that is when I smell the foulest breath known to man! Mother Fuck Me that is nasty!

"Aw sweetheart you wouldn't really use that on little ole me, now would ya?" He says as he licks his cracked herpes-infested lips.

"Mike if you do not get the hell away from me and my truck I will tase you. No shit!" I am breathing hard; I have never really used this thing before. Dad says it is perfectly safe; it will just give the perpetrator a nice little shock.

Mike is still leering in truck door. The fucker doesn't think I will do it! "Dude I am so not kidding right now. Consider yourself warned. If you take one more step towards me I will use this!" And what does fucktard do? Yup he steps. At that exact moment I press the button releasing the wires with the clamps attached. Still holding down on the button, the clamps make connection right on Merv's balls. Yup! I tased Mike Newton…king of the dipshits…in the nut sack! He immediately falls to the ground in what looks like a seizure, screaming incomprehensible words. I release the button and the clamps release. I slam my truck door and squeal tires as I head out of the parking lot. That is right Bella Swan can and will use a taser if provoked.

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End Note: Next Chapter will be up on Thursday. I have also put some links in my profile for this chapter. Reviews make me happier than Bella tasing Mike! LMAO!