CHAPTER 2 | FIRST CLASS

EPOV_

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

The sound of my alarm clock angrily rouses me from a near comatose sleep. I roll over and stretch. Ouch!

My ribs are screaming from yesterday. I glance at my clock and let out a groan. Ugh, I've got a flight to catch.

Apparently it's long overdue and Dad insists whatever is over there will be good for me. I have no choice in the matter, so I may as well make the best of it, right?
After I finish packing most of my belongings, I look around my room. It'll be the last time for a while.

BPOV_

I awaken to a ribbon of sunlight resting on my cheek. I glance at the clock. [2:47 pm]

I can't believe I slept this late. Where are we? And why the fuck is Alice wearing a tutu? I sit up to think. House party. And, just like that, memories yesterday's events come flooding in..

~I fucking suck at beer pong.

~Danny McPherson has a hot ass.

~I'm glad homosexual marriage is legal nationwide, cause if all else fails I'm marrying Rose. She is a bad bitch.

~Mike Newton kissed me

I panic when I think over that last one. How in the hell did that happen?

Let's see. It all started when Alice and Rose left me in the kitchen with Tanya so they could go snoop on Jack Strode…

[Flashback]

"Bella! Stay here. Me and Rose are gonna go creep on Strode! We saw him talking to that sloot Christie, and Rose isn't having it. Be back!" Alice speaks so fucking fast.
They start to walk away.

"Wait Wait Wait!" I call out, "you guys just can leave me here by myself, I'll look like a loner! Plus, you and Stride aren't even exclusive! If he's being shady you could just get even by fooling around with another one of the hundred other football players on the fucking team!"

"Why, Bella Swan. I am, by no means, some gently used whore", Rose says with a hand placed on her chest, "I've been pursuing this idiot, and I'm sticking with him!"

"Ugh. Fine! Stalk away," I relent. As I turn to get more punch, I feel arms wrap around my waist. Seriously?

"Bella Swan," An overly seductive greeting licks my ear. I peer through the corner of my eye. It's Mike Newton. Shit.

"Uhh, hey...Mike. Why are you here? Touching me?" I question.

"Just wanted to let everyone know that I'm back in town. Especially you," I gulp.

Why do I have the feeling that "bad boy" Mike is attempting to go de Rig this year. Trying to sleep your way in, are you? Manwhore scum.

I turn, my stomach feels queasy. "Why.. me?" I cringe. And why was he of all people making me nervous? Sheesh... Isn't this rape, kinda?

He smirks.

"Because I plan on making you mine," he gives as he slowly started inching his face closer to mine.

My eyes widen. This was getting way out of hand. I feel his hot breath on my cheek. Surprisingly, it doesn't stink! He then grabs my chin, and crashes his lips to mine.

Mmm..minty. Wait! What the hell? I'm kissing Mike Newton!

I push his face away from mine and kick him in the balls. Hard. Feel the wrath of my Louboutins motherfucker!

He doubles over.

"The hell was that for?" He squeals.

"Um, possible sexual assault?" I spit back.

"Oh come on, you were into it too. I could feel it!" He forces. "You're just mad because I beat up your scrawny best friend Ed-weird earlier!"

Whoa, he beat up Ed-weird? Ward. Edward.

"First of all, I was NOT into it! The only thing you felt, was my designer crashing full speed into your ballsack. And second, what do you mean by you beat up Edward?"

"I like you, Bella. A lot. But, Edward doesn't like me. Last I heard, he was your best friend, he'd only try to convince you to hate me too. Had to change his opinion." Dick.

"Mike, you could have come talked to me first. Plus, a lot has changed since you last heard. I haven't talked to him since who knows when."

"I'm sorry, gorgeous. I guess I could've come and talked to you first. Forgive me?" Hey, he was acting sweet.

"Whatever" I sigh, as he smiles.

"So," he exhales after a few moments "wanna make out?" It took all I had not to hit him in the balls again.

"Mike, I'm leaving." I started walking toward the dance floor.

"Wait! Where are you going! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! Please Bella! Just give me a chance!" I look around, and everyone was. Damn! Did he have to make a scene?

"Mike," I whispered loudly, " I'm sorry, but maybe when hell freezes over." I spot Tanya and run to her for cover.

"What the hell was all of that about?" Angela questions.

"Ugh, nothing. Nothing at all." I shudder.

"Come on Bella, I saw him kiss you. You looked like you were into it for the first few seconds...then, well, you know."

"Haha, T, I would never get with Mike Newton. Like I said, when hell freezes over. I didn't like anything about that kiss."

Did I?

[/Flashback]

That reminded me! He beat up Edward! I should see if he's okay. I grab my cell phone and scroll down my contacts to Edward's name.

Elizabeth
Ethan
Edward

Got it! I quickly press call. However, after two or three rings, I hear a voice. "Edward?" I breathe into the phone. "We're sorry, the user you have dialed is out of the country. Please hang up."

What?

EPOV_

I arrive at Sea-Tac around 9 a.m., still groggy. I'd started to part ways with Dad, when he grabs my shoulder.

"Alright son this is it. I can't wait 'til you're back. Trust me on this, you'll be reaping the benefits for the rest of your life."

"Okay. Got it."

I check my bags and head to security.

What will Uncle Aro be like? Was this fucking boot camp?

I don't know what to think. My name is called at the gate, so I go check in.

"Mr. Cullen, you're in Executive Class, you may board the plane," she's smiling at me.

Is that a hint? I think so..

"Thanks," I read her nameplate, "Jennifer, I'll catch you later," I wink. Her smile stays, but her eyes give away that she's absolutely mortified.

Yep, she wants it. So long as "it" is actually a can of fucking mace to spray in my eyelids.

I board the plane to be greeted by a spacious and comfy-looking seat, and... a glass of champagne. Oh hell yes. After a few minutes, the plane starts to fill up. I'd started getting comfortable and my eyes begin to close when I hear a voice.

"Excuse me," I open my eyes and look up. Gulp... My god..

"Hi, I believe I sit there," she smiles and points to the window seat next to mine. No dirty thoughts. No dirty thoughts.

I hear a voice and snap back into it.

"Hello?" She waves her hand in front of my eyes. I curse under my breath.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" I apologize and move my legs out of her way.

"Uh huh," I watch as her tight, round ass shimmies past me. She's literally perfect. The entire plane settles in and we take off on our journey.

Just your luck, Eddy boy. You get to sit next to this genetic masterpiece for the next twelve hours, and the odds of her talking to you are one-in-a million.

I start up a movie on my iPad and notice her looking at it out of the corner of my eye. I look up consciously and offer her an earbud.

"Care to join?" She smiles and takes it. Well, fuck! This is a first. We sit in silence and watch The Proposal, exchanging glances every now and then.

After the movie ends, we share a final laugh I start setting up for a nap. Observing her body language, I notice she's still turned towards me, looking almost expectantly. The bitch in me retreats, and I close my eyes to sleep.

"So," she lets out a big sigh, "what's your name?" Eyes open.

"Uh, Edward...Cullen," I can't help but admire her beauty. She has pretty brown hair, a perfect tan, and pearly white teeth. Mmm.

"Hm, geeky. But, it's cute," she smirks.

A compliment? From her? Wow.

I gulp. "Thanks. And you?"

"I'm Audrey, it's pleasure to meet you," she smiles and offers her hand I take it, very awkwardly. No wonder I'm an outcast.

When I come back, things (especially things like this) will change. That I am sure of.

"Pleasure... me— mine. It's my pleasure...I," I say.

Fuck.

BPOV_

I park outside of the Brandon house, when Alice and her usual cheerful self sneakily jumps into my Jeep.

"So what are we investigating today, Sherlock Swan?" she asks. I recruited her this morning to help me snoop.

"Okay, so remember yesterday when we all met back up and I told you that Mike Newton kissed me?"

"Yeah," she replies quickly.

"Well, he also told me that he beat up Edward earlier that day." Her face falls flat, and she's visibly losing interest. I continue.

"I remembered it this morning and I tried calling Edward to see if he was okay, but it said that he was out of the country."

"Yeah Bella...he is," Alice says, as if it's common knowledge. "Oh. How do you know?" I question.

"His parents and my parents are friends for some god-awful reason, and they were over last night talking about how he was being sent off to—"

"Alice! Why didn't you tell me this?" I interject.

"Chill out! How would I have known you wanted to know that?! I hardly even know the loser! Plus, you guys never talk, so I didn't think you cared either."

"You're right, I'm sorry. Let's go shopping or something," I sigh.

Well I guess this is case-closed. Edward was probably never coming back again. I'm not sure why this has been getting to me so much lately.

"So where'd you say he was sent off to?"

A/N: Let me know what you think!