Sorry I didn't update on Tuesday, I was very busy so hopefully you will forgive me!

Me: I OWN TWILIGHT MUHAHAHAHA!

Steph: Hells naw you don't. What's jame's last name, huh?

Me: Winterfield….?

Steph: NO! I OWN TWILIGHT YOU FOOL!

BPOV

"I-I have to go." I tripped over my words; I couldn't deal with the look of pity he was giving me. It was making me sick. I hopped back in my truck and went back home. It was Charlie's day off. Crap.

"Daddy" I used the little girl voice and big puppy eyes "I really don't feel good, can I go back to sleep?" He seemed dazed.

"Yeah, yeah sure honey I'll call the school." Wow that really worked. I gotta use that more often. I stumble up the stairs into my room, and crawl into bed with my clothes on. I sob. My life is falling apart. It seems easier if I just bear it all myself, when nobody knows. I fall asleep with tears running down my face, hoping tomorrow will be better.

I wake up bleary eyed- and frizzy tailed. I look in the mirror to see that my injuries were all healing nicely, but my eyes red and puffy, frizzy hair. WHY? I totter my way to the bathroom and turn on the water, it relaxed my muscles. Thank god today is Friday. I get out of the shower and wrap the cold towel around me, and look in the mirror. The redness and puffiness have disappeared in my eyes. Maybe today wouldn't be so bad. Jacob was back though, and to make up for my bad behavior, I should dress up. Maybe he won't hit me tonight if he gets some…romance. I throw on a salmon colored ruched top, with a bow at the straps, dark denim shorts, my vintage Chanel purse, and a diamond ring. (Outfit in profile)Good thing I don't have a mom, she would know these brands and know how much they cost. Charlie doesn't know a thing. Especially the way I can afford these things. I've been such a bad girlfriend lately, I feel so bad. I brush my teeth and head out the door to Jake's waiting car.

APOV

What to wear, what to wear? Ever have that feeling where you're looking at a closet FULL of clothes. This goes on for about a hour every day. Finally I find decide what theme to go with today: Vintage! I choose a beige-ish patterned ruffle top. I walk over to my shorts shelf, peruse for five minutes and find the PERFECT shorts, very vintage-ish! Now I skip over to my jewelry table and rummage in the drawers and table tops and find the most amazing Chanel earings! They're from 1980! EEP! Now to the purse wall, I choose one from the color-coded brown section randomly. (OUTFIT IN PROFILE!) Now time to eat breakfast.

Or so I thought

"ALICE!" is screamed from down the hall. I sprint only to find a very worried Rosalie.

"What's the matter Rosalie? Did you break a nail?" No sarcasm there. Broken nails are very painful.

"NO! 20 minutes until we need to leave and I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WEAR!" Woah what's the matter with her? Is it her time of the month. I know Rosalie's closet like my own and rush to the back of the closet where her bureau is located. I quickly pull out a pink tank top with a drawn on bow. I run over to the other side and yank off a high-wasted floral skirt. Then I hear Rosalie yell

"I don't need a purse today!" I drop my hands from the leathery purse it was about to pick up and skip over to her shoe wrack. No purse so fancy shoes! I choose pink shoes the exact shade as her top with bows on them! Tres tres cute! I run back out of the closet and hand everything to Rosalie. (Outfit on profile!)

"ALICE! You are a GENUIS!" Rosalie strips down and changes. We run down stairs to meet the already waiting guys. And we head to school.

I love my family and all but I really need to make some non-related friends. Well I suppose I will have to take Jessica up on her offer soon if I can't find anybody. She always offers to hang out with me but I think it's just to get our money or Edward. Today is no different. Her locker is right next to mine.

"Oh hey Alice! What's up? You wanna hang out?"

"Ummmm, sure, my place?" I asked, not so enthusiastically

"Oh, sure, is Edward going to be there…?" She asks trying to be subtle. Subtle as a elephant in the room. I don't want her anywhere near Edward. She'll try and get her claws into him. He has resisted so far, but how long can you keep resisting her shoving her mangos in your face? I mean he is a guy! Today is no exception for whore-ish clothes. She is wearing REALLY jean shorts, that look like they came from the Juniors section. I don't care if they are True Religion, you look like a little girl! Then she was wearing this top that looks like she should be in one of those Whore Firefighter Calendars. (Outfit in profile)

I know this is only my second day but, I mean seriously? Are there any quality girls in this school that AREN'T trying to get in my brother's pants?

"Uh, I'm not sure…" I trail off and her face falls, typical Jessica.

"Well I have to get to class, bye Alice." She stalks off. Bitch. I really need to find some friends, I turn around and start jogging, the bitch is right, I do have to get to class. Too busy running and thinking about tomorrows outfit, I slam into somebody. Oh god, she looks really hurt. I bend down to see some brown eyes.

BPOV

I hop in the car, and I am verbally assaulted by Jacob.

"Did you sleep with him you dirty whore? Huh? Huh?" He spat.

"N-no, Jacob what are you talking about? Slept with who? Jake I swear I didn't do anything!" I plead.

"That Edward douche. Somebody saw him helping you out of your truck and then you went left and so did he. What did he meet you somewhere or something? Bella tell me the truth or so help me god!"

"I promise" I had to think of something quick, really quick. "He tried flirting with me, which made me sick to my stomach, because he is so ugly, and so I went home. I don't know where he went…" It almost hurt to say Edward was ugly, it literally caused me physical pain.

"Good." He attacked me with his mouth. Be a good girlfriend Bella. And with that, I started intertwining our tongues. We only stopped to breathe and get to school.

Jake and I walked into first period only to be greeted with whispers. Jake had some pull so he asked what it was all about. I already knew. He found out that Edward and his family were new and gorgeous. Second period was when Jake had to go to gym and I had English, so I had to walk the hall by myself. I was walking and keeping my head down, praying that I wouldn't trip, when I felt someone slam into me. I whimpered, because of the welts all over my abdomen. My back hit the floor and I shrieked because this felt like something that happens at home, I thought maybe Jake was angry.

"Please, please, I'm sorry don't hurt me please!" I whimper.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry! I was running to my class! Crap! And why would I hurt you?" She looked down into my face to get a better look at me, I got a better look at her too. She had emerald eyes just, very pixie-like features. Actually if you looked her up and down she did look like some kind of pixie-nymph-fairy thing. With a petite body, smaller than mine, high cheekbones, a sharp little nose, and a-how fitting- a pixie cut. With hair going in every direction. I liked it. I got up, with much pain, but it's better than have laid there for the rest of the school day.

"S-sorry, I thought you were someone else. My name is Bella, and yours?" I am the "queen bee" around here- being Jake's girlfriend and all- so I had to welcome her.

"Alice. What class are you heading to before I so rudely crashed into you?" She asked, wow she is not a stuck up bitch…hmm.

"English, you?"

"Same! Lets go together!" She started hopping up and down. She was hyper. A hyper pixie. Great.

"Haha, sure come on." She started heading the wrong way "It's this way Alice!" She had a look of confusion then looked at me and understood. We walked into Angela's room and she showed a look of utter surprise.

"Why is everyone sitting on desks?" She asked. Oh, she didn't know.

"English is the best class. We can sit or lay anywhere as long as we pay attention and Angela is really chill. This class is my favorite because we talk about English lit."

"Hello Bella, how are you today? Your looking nice!" Angela said in her usual happy tone.

"I'm good Ang, what book are we gonna be reading today?" I ask. Please let it be Wuthering Heights, please let it be Wuthering Heights…

"Wuthering Heights" SCORE! Alice is still looking at me with utter shock, maybe because I called our teacher by her first name? She is also looking at Angela's clothing choices. She was wearing cut-off green jean shorts, a navy blue boyfriend cardigan, these really bitching converse. And tons of cool accessories like some bangles, and sun glasses sitting on top of her head. What completed her look was a surf board leaning against the blackboard, and a wicked cool suede messenger bag sitting at her feet. Alice shrieked.

"OH MY GOD! ARE THOSE 1980 VINTAGE EMMANUELLE KHANH TORTOISESHELL SUNGLASSES?" Woah that's a really long name for a pair of sunglasses.

"Uh, yeah, got them at yard sale! Who would sell these beauties? I mean come on!" Angela seemed just as excited as Alice. Alice and Angela spent the rest of the class talking about Angela's 1980's vintage sunglasses and Alice's 1980's vintage Chanel earrings.

I kinda loved and hated Alice at the same time. I loved her because I really had to finish some history homework, and I hated her because I really wanted to talk about Wuthering Heights.

We walk out of the class and discuss what classes we have next. For me it's biology for her it's history.

"Hey, Bella, you wanna ditch?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking."

See just because I updated 5 days late I made this 1800 words! Next time I'm gonna write it so it's maybe 2000 words…oooh la la. Please review because (math equation coming up) reviews=happiness+me=more writing.

Complicated right?