Emmett Cullen's party was going to be big. This meant that whenever I decided to throw my eighteenth, it'd have to be bigger and better than his. I was more popular than he was. How hard could it be?
"Jessica! Are you even listening to me?"
Snapping out of my thoughts, I glared up at Lauren. We were sitting in the shade of a tall tree that stood in her yard.
"So anyway," continued Lauren. "I still don't know what to wear to the party."
Why was everyone so obsessed with the party anyway? It was only Cullen. No one ever even bothered to talk to him. He was strange, just like the rest of those Cullen kids. The only half decent one out of all of them was Edward, who was incredibly gorgeous.
"Well the costume shop is sold out," I sighed, throwing a rock at a passing dog, which yelped in pain.
"Who wants to wear some stupid old rag that everyone else has been wearing? We need to think outside of the box if we want to be the best looking ones there," groaned Lauren. "Rumor has it that there's a competition for the best costume. Whatever the prize is, it'll be mine."
"Lauren? Jess?"
Looking up, I saw Tyler and Mike approaching us.
"What do you want?" snarled Lauren, rising to her feet. Mike looked taken aback, but Tyler seemed too upset to notice.
"Let me guess," sighed Mike. "You guys are having trouble finding costumes for Cullen's party?"
The two boys sat on the grass beside me. Pouting, Lauren joined us.
"We're not having trouble finding a costume," lied Lauren. "Just because you're too dumb to work it out for yourself."
Mike rolled his eyes.
"You know, it's really obvious when you're lying, Lauren."
Lauren threw a rock at his head, making him wince in pain.
"What are you two wearing, then?" I demanded. Mike grinned.
"That's confidential information. You haven't found a costume yet. I wouldn't want you to get desperate and copy my idea. You'll see it on the night."
It was probably some stupid guy out of some stupid comic book. Maybe I could get last minute flights to France, and have my costume designed by the biggest names in the fashion industry. But daddy's company had been struggling lately. There was no way it could happen.
"Tyler, what are you wearing?" asked Lauren. Tyler ignored her, and began fiddling with his shoelaces. Mike smirked.
"Tyler has to make his costume himself," explained Mike. "Seeing as the costume shop is out."
I jumped to my feet, shaking with excitement.
"Mike, you've just given me the best idea!" I grinned, turning and running over to my car. My costume was going to be hand made, but it would be better than everyone else's!
"Is she for real?" I heard Lauren ask Mike, as they exploded with laughter. I ignored them. I had a costume to make!
BPOV
It was Tuesday morning. The whole school was buzzing with excitement about Emmett's party. In the meantime, Carlisle and Esme were making arrangements to be in Canada on Saturday night, so that they wouldn't have to be around when Emmett's party started up.
Not that I blamed them. I would take any opportunity thrown at me to miss the stupid party. Parties just weren't my thing.
"Please tell me what you're wearing, Edward," I begged, as we made our way to biology. He merely chuckled and shook his head. I pouted. For an incredibly sexy vampire, he was also incredibly annoying at times.
"Well then I won't tell you what I'm wearing to the party!" I scowled. Edward smiled at me.
"My vampire sister is a psychic. Why would I need you to tell me?"
I ignored him and walked into biology. We took our usual seats and the lecture began.
"Don't be angry, Bella. I want it to surprise you," muttered Edward. I stuck my tongue out at him, and looked out the window.
Tyler was standing in the parking lot, looking over Emmett's jeep. He put his hand on the door handle and pulled. To his surprise, the jeep was unlocked. Had Alice foreseen this before she had left for Australia? Whatever Tyler was playing at, it was very foolish when the Cullen's were involved.
"Has anyone seen Tyler Crowley?" asked the unknown substitute teacher that was lecturing us. Edward raised his hand.
"If you walk over to our window, and look over into the parking lot, you will see Tyler breaking into my brother's jeep."
I smiled to myself, as she ran over to the window and gasped. The whole class got out of their seats and peered out at Tyler. The teacher groaned, and ran out of the classroom.
Tyler, who had no idea that he had been found out, sat in the driver's seat and grinned. He pulled the keys out of the ignition and got out. He locked the jeep, and ran the key's edge across the paint again and again and again.
The class burst into laughter when they saw the principal and our biology substitute striding out of the school. Jessica opened the window so that we were able to hear them.
Tyler had not seen them, and ran off into the bushes with Emmett's keys.
The principal seemed to think that Tyler had seen them and ran to avoid being caught.
"Mr. Crowley!" he shouted. "Get back here this instant."
Tyler disappeared amidst the trees, and the principal jogged after him.
"That's really unlike Tyler," muttered Jessica. Mike grinned.
"Isn't it obvious? He's jealous."
In a way, I felt bad for Tyler. He didn't stand a chance if the Cullen's were involved.
"I heard he's wearing a hand made costume!" snickered Lauren. Jessica turned on her angrily.
"Shut up. I'm making my costume, too. You got a problem with that?"
Lauren, who seemed surprised at Jessica's sudden outburst of anger, scowled and went over to a blonde-haired girl and began whispering very fiercely to her. The girl looked as if she was sick of Lauren's constant whining. Who could blame her?
The principal reappeared, looking worn out from chasing Tyler. By the looks of it, he had been unsuccessful in catching up to him. Tyler hadn't even realized that the principal had seen him.
The substitute ran up to him, looking anxious.
"I'm sorry, headmaster! I should have been able to stop my biology student from doing such a thing."
The principal ignored her, too tired to care what she had to say.
Tyler POVStupid Emmett Cullen. Thought he could throw a better party than the one I threw last year, did he? Well maybe sabotaging his car will help him figure out that nobody even cares about him. No one will even turn up to his party, cause he's so emo and no one likes him.
Wait, what was I thinking when I mucked up Emmett's paint job? While I was at it, I could have spiked a few tires, smashed a few windows. I had always been a daredevil. No wonder all the girls had a thing for me. Even those Cullen girls wanted me. When it came to the ladies, I always had the most success.
But stupid Cullen wouldn't be too happy about his precious jeep. It was a good thing that he wasn't going to find out what I had done!
Principal POV
"I'm very sorry about what happened to your vehicle, Mr. Cullen. Honestly, I can't imagine why young Tyler would do such a thing. I'll ring his mother and let her know the seriousness of what has happened."
Emmett just glared out of the window.
"It'll only take a nice new coat of paint to fix. It's no problem. I put a new coat of paint on every few days anyway."
Put a new coat of paint on every few days? The rumors were true. The Cullen family really was quite wealthy. An even better reason for me to get on their good side…
"If you like, Mr. Cullen, I could always stop by later on to talk to your parents about it," I suggested hopefully. Emmett smiled.
"Oh, I'm sure that won't be necessary. My father is working at the hospital today, and my mother has gone south to go shopping for my party."
I sighed, disappointed. Cullen hadn't even invited me to his birthday party. After being his principal, surely he could repay me by inviting me. Tyler had invited me to his party the year before. Funnily enough, I was the only one who didn't leave that party. Which is hard to understand. There was no music playing, healthy celery sticks for snacks and it was very quiet. Just the type of party I enjoy. At least Tyler and I had a good time after everyone else left. Such a shame, though.
But Tyler was such a nice kid. It's hard to explain why he would do such a thing to Emmett's car. Once I had gotten to know him, I had learnt that he was a really nice kid.
Giving up on trying to get friendly with Emmett's parents, I opened the door to my office and allowed Emmett to leave.
But all was not lost. Emmett's father was working today, was he? Well, perhaps a little visit to the hospital would do me some good in trying to become friends with the Cullen's. Just think of all the parties I would be able to attend!
Carlisle POV
It had been a quiet day at the hospital. Actually, it was quite a relief. All the kids were always yelling about this party Emmett was organizing. Even Esme had gotten involved. It was nice to get a bit of peace and quiet occasionally. Though, having vampire hearing made trying to make that dream come true frustratingly hard.
"Dr. Cullen, everyone's gone home early cause it's been so quiet today. But we've just had a man come in who claims he has broken his arm."
Snapping out of my thoughts, I looked up from my paperwork to see the head nurse poking her head through the door.
"Thanks, dude. I'm on it."
She gave me a strange look before leaving. I sighed. That was the last time I tried to be 'cool'. The children had been trying to teach me how to get 'down and dirty' by using slang. It hadn't been working very well. The patients seemed to think I was going crazy, especially after what happened this morning…
I looked up as a woman came running through the doors, screaming.
"The baby's coming!" she screamed. I nodded, and alerted the nurses.
"Dude, just chill. Yo baby's gonna be a mad baby," I said reassuringly.
She gasped between her screams.
"Are you calling me crazy? My baby will NOT be 'mad'!"
I frowned.
"Um, no. MAD as in cool, like me…"
The patients sitting in the waiting room looked at me as if I was crazy.
"Haha, the old man thinks he's cool! What a joke!" yelled a young boy who had his arm in a sling.
It had been a very embarrassing moment for me. I was officially giving up trying to incorporate slang into my vocabulary.
I went out into the waiting room to see a short man in jeans and a turtleneck jumper clutching his arm. The waiting room was deserted.
"Doctor, I was heroically saving a child from a um… painful death in the science lab, when my arm began to hurt. Of course, the child was saved. But my arm is quite painful."
It was quite obvious that he was lying.
"You're the principal from the school, aren't you?"
He nodded.
"You can call me Ned."
"Well, Ned, how about we go and get that arm of yours checked out?"
Ned grinned.
"Oh, do you guys still keep those lollipops here? My daughter got one a few years ago when she strained her face muscles."
I frowned. Oddness was obviously genetic in their family…
Emmett POV
I walked inside with Bella, our arms laden with shopping bags.
"That chick at Wal-Mart was totally checking me out," I laughed, as I dropped my shopping bags and launched myself onto the lounge. Bella raised an eyebrow.
"Shh, Rosalie might be home," she giggled. I grinned. Bella was becoming more like me by the day. I was such a good role model for her!
Booming laughter filled my ears.
"It was hilarious. It took Emmett a whole day to realise there was lipstick all over his face," came Carlisle's voice.
"When my daughter pulled her face muscle, she was convinced that she would die, and never have the chance to be with him. I bet she'll regret her obsession with him once I tell her these stories," came a familiar voice. Frowning, I strode into the kitchen to find Carlisle sitting with…
"The principal?" whispered Bella. Ignoring her, I walked over to them.
"What's this about me having lipstick on my face?" I demanded. Carlisle laughed, and the principal took a sip from a small glass of wine.
"Emmett, you spend your life pranking people. Isn't it time the world found out that you're really a softie?"
"This will be a hot topic in the staff room with the other teachers," laughed the principal. I frowned. I heard Bella's soft giggle. Maybe her being like me was a bad idea…
And I didn't want the teachers knowing whatever stupid stories Carlisle had told the principal! It would leak for sure, and the whole school would know.
"What are you doing here anyway, sir?" I demanded. Carlisle frowned.
"Call me Ned," smiled the principal, holding out his hand for me to shake. I ignored it.
"Don't be rude, Emmett. Ned came into the hospital with a suspected broken bone. I brought him back here, if that's alright with you," he said, adding sarcasm on the last sentence. "It's nice to have some time for male bonding with someone other than you, Jasper and Edward."
"But he's our principal!" I sighed. If Carlisle wanted man friends, all he had to do was sign up for a dating site as a girl or something, sheesh.
"Call me Ned," repeated the principal. "Tyler has no problem with it. You should have seen him in the girls department yesterday trying on lingerie. Hilarious! Oh, the two of us have some good times! You're welcome to join us, Emmett. Bella too, if you wish."
A foul image of Tyler wearing a bra and panties came into my head. I shuddered at the thought. There was no way I'd be joining them anytime in this lifetime! And as for Bella, well, if she was anything like me she'd agree! Bella collapsed onto the ground in a fit of giggles.
"More wine?" asked Carlisle, holding up a large bottle. Groaning, I pulled Bella out of the kitchen and went back into the lounge room.
"My worst nightmares have come true," I sighed, collapsing onto the lounge.
"You don't sleep," pointed out Bella.
"I mean, it just had to be my principal!"
"Our principal."
"I don't have time for this right now. I need to be organizing my party. Why did that little pixie have to choose to go on holiday when my birthday was on? I'm going to go hunting now, Bella. And when I get back, you and I are going to sit down and organize this thing, alright? I'm going to need all the man power I can get!"
"You have Edward, though," pointed out Bella.
I ignored her. There wasn't time for her pointless jokes!
This chapter was a little longer. (: But I guess it makes up for the lateness of this update. Review your feedback! Also, check out my other story 'Newton's A Goner', where Mike's brother Nick goes crazy and decides that he loves Bella. Nick, Jacob and Jessica get into a prank war with the Cullen's.
-Bellapouts