Magic Bullet

Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue; I don't own Twilight, now SM can't sue.

Ch. 5: Lunch

BPOV

I made it back to school in time for my third period French class. My mind still had yet to get my emotions locked down, so the class dragged and I couldn't tell you what the lesson was. Not that I needed to be worried about French; or German, Italian and Russian for that matter, because I'm fluent in all of them. The bell eventually rang and everyone filed out for Lunch.

The cafeteria filled with hungry teens, and many of us moved through the lunch line like lemmings. I loaded a tray full of food, swiped my lunch card then tried to find a table. Preening, sycophantic, teens of both genders tried to wave me over to their tables. It was obvious that I was the shiny new toy and they all wanted a piece of me. Don't kill the morons. Don't kill the morons, I chanted in my head.

My eyes landed on a table at the far end of the room. Four vampires sat in their own little world; that peacock…Edward was his name I think, a pixie-ish girl, a battle scarred Vet, and finally…Sparkles. I felt my heart speed at the sight of the blonde goddess. All I wanted to do was straddle her lap and find out if her lips tasted as sweet as they looked. Be good, don't make waves. You've already made an entrance, it's time to dial it down a notch, my brain urged.

It was a very good brain; I wanted to listen to it, the advice was sound. Unfortunately, my body was a bad body; it was built for sin, and being bad was good. I wanted to be a Good Girl…a very Good Girl.

Her eyes locked onto mine and instinct had taken over. My body, my sinfully good body, stalked toward her with a predator's grace. Electricity sparked through me at the thought of that divine creature as my prey. I was half way there when the peacock intercepted me. You would've thought that a vampire would've understood the whole predator/prey dynamic? A growl, too low for humans to hear, rumbled in my throat; and still the moron stood there like I wouldn't tear off his balls and wear them as earrings.

"You are looking exceptionally lovely this afternoon, Ms. Swan," he preened. "Would you give me the pleasure…"

What is that annoying noise? Is it words? "Blah, blah, blah, I'm such a pretty bird." Huh? Make it stop, a voice whispered in my head. Was it mine? My conscious mind couldn't get focused. The whole of my vision was consumed with the luscious morsel that was still seated at the table that I was prevented from reaching.

I was vaguely aware of a movement and somehow my lunch ended up on that Edward creep. Oh, I guess I dumped my tray on him. My body made a side step around the fool and continued on course. Once at the table, I straddled the goddess and dropped into her lap. Nothing else existed but her and me. My lips pressed into hers and I gently sucked her lower lip into my mouth. She moaned as it slipped from between my teeth.

Electricity sparked through my body when our lips touched and continued even after the contact was lost. My brain rebooted and I noticed that nobody in the cafeteria made a sound. They just stared in stunned silence. I removed myself from Sparkles lap, picked up her tray of food and then walked out the door to sit outside. My hips swayed seductively as I left.

Her lips had been sweeter than I imagined. I wonder what the rest of her tasted like…

RPOV

Umm.. What just happened? Why are my lips tingling? Forget that, why am I wet? Where did my prop food go? Is Edward wearing somebody's lunch?

"That was so hot," some guy said to the person next them.

I looked around the room, something had definitely happened. Jasper and Alice smirked at my puzzled expression. "Did I miss something," I asked innocently.

Jasper just shook his head. Alice giggled in response, "You are hopeless. The epitome of sex walking embarrasses Eddie then straddles you and gave you a kiss that was so charged that the lust you threw off almost made Jazz take right here at the table, and you ask if you missed something."

"Bella kissed me? So that means that it's Rosalie: one and Edward: zero," I queried and attempted to regain my composure.

My brother and sister nodded and I shot a smug smile at the still stunned Edward. The poor baby just stood there like a statue. Maybe he should have taken the hint after his encounter with Bella this morning? The sad thing is that I doubted that this latest incident will curtail anything he had planned for the future.