California Love Ch.8

OOC/AH/AU/FUTA

XOXO

You can bet that, never gotta sweat that.

Bella POV

..after she's done with you, she's all you're ever going to think about…

Damn, now aint that the truth. J was right. She's all I think about now.

Emmett keeps asking me. "Where's your head? Concentrate!"

That's all this is about anyway.

Why did I go to Miami with them? oh yeah, because I'm fucking legally bound to surfing now.

In a way, it's worth it. I'm happy that I'm living my dream, but dammit, it's just not complete without Rosalie.

Oh, let me introduce you to the team.

Kelly and Brandon are skaters, and Ajer and Blake are BMX rider. We're all around the same age so we get along smoothly.

Anyway, one whole month I've been gone.

Now it wasn't all bad, surfing got my mind off of Rosalie, and she was on my mind a lot. So I was surfing every chance I got.

Emmett was scoring some fame pussy from everywhere. You don't know what fame pussy is do you? Fame pussy is the pussy you get because you have a little fame to your name.

The competition me and Emmett entered got us so damn famous. I won first place, only because I had the longest run, all the other girls wiped out. Pitiful really.

We went long boarding too. Now that's some fun shit. I couldn't wait to come back to Cali and Skate down my street.

Now I would tell you all about what I did in Miami, But I don't even have enough energy to do so, but maybe later.

We have a photo shoot today in L.A. Which means we have to take plane all the way there. Leah is coming with us, and I'm damn happy I have my friend with me. Staying with my brother for extended periods of time gets annoying.

When we got there the photographer had us doing all kinds of shots. Once he found out about my sexuality he had Leah take shots with me. We couldn't stay serious for more than a minute. It wasn't awkward it was just funny as fuck. Me and Leah? Together? Now, that's some funny ass shit.

When people at the school see this they're going to laugh their asses off. Emmett took some shots by himself, then me and him took some together. We did an interview which was the most uncomfortable since the question were so damn personal.

"So what's your full name."

"Isabella McCarty."

"Tell me, what made you get into surfing."

"I started when I was young, I just loved the beach, I saw people doing it, and I said why not, might as well join the fun."

"What kind of clothes do you wear, jeans, shorts, tank tops?"

"I like jeans, I love jeans I have so many, they're comfortable, I wear tank tops and regular t-shirts, doesn't matter, as long as it looks good together with my shoes."

"Shoes?"

"I like Jordans the most, but I wear vans and everything else, I think shoes make up the outfit."

"Interesting, now, on to the juicy details. How many girlfriends have you had in your life time?"

"Only two."

"Two? I don't believe you."

"I suck with relationships, you can ask them yourself."

"Want to give out their names?"

"I don't believe that's a good idea."

"Mhmm, I'm just confused. You look like a person with experience with women… but two girlfriends?"

"Ha, yeah only two. I do have a lot of experience though."

"Oooo. You have lots, ok, ok. So, how many different girls have you been with?"

"I uhh. Rather not say."

"Wow, that many?"

"Depends on the number you're thinking of."

"I'm thinking in the twenties."

"Close enough."

"Ok, enough with the heavy, how does it feel to be sponsored by three companies, and already have a fan base when you've just started."

"It's unbelievable, it really is. I wouldn't have thought it was possible. I'm really thankful though."

The interview was over shortly after. Emmett was next, they were going to print it in magazines and show it on tv. I forgot what station though, maybe on Fuel.

Once we made it back to our house I went to sleep immediately. I have a four month break, thanks to the holidays, and it's time to get my Rosie back.

-California Love-

"Hi you've reached my voice mail, leave a message and I'll call you back… if I want to."

Beep.

"I CHANGE MY ANSWERING MACHINE, NOW THAT I'M ALONE, CUS WITHOUT YOU THERE'S NO MORE MEEE-"

"GODDAMMIT, BELLA SHUT . THE . FUCK . UP!"

"BABBYYY, WHEN YOU LEFT, I LOST A PART OF ME, IS IT SO HARD TO BELIEVE, COME BACK BABY PLEASE, CUS WE BELONG TOGETTHEEER."

"BELLA, I'M GOING TO COME IN THERE AND STRANGLE YOU!"

"I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW. I NEED TO LEAVE THAT YOUNG THANG ALONE. AIN'T NO SUNSHINE WHEN SHEEEEE'S GONE!"

"DAMMIT."

My door barged open and I felt my leg being pulled, I fell on the floor, not hitting my head, I felt myself being dragged out of my room, my eyes still closed and still singing love song.

"THERE'S NEVER A RIGHT TIME TO SAY GOODBYE-"

Slap.

"GIRL IT'S NOT YOU IT'S ME I, I GOTTA FIGURE OUT WHAT I NEEED, OHHH, IT'S NEVER A RIGHT TIME TO SAY GOOOD BYE."

Slap.

"NEVER MIND I'LL FIND … SOMEONE LIKE YOU, I WISH NOTHING BUT THE BEST, FOR YOUUUUU, LORD FORGIVE ME, I BEG, I REMEMBER YOU SAID, SOMETIMES IT LAST IN LOVE, AND SOMETIMES IT HURTS INSTEAD."

Punch in the stomach.

"We could've had it all, rolling in the deep."

Punch in the stomach, again.

"Ok, shit I give."

I clutched my stomach and took deep breaths, damn, they didn't have to injure me. I opened up my eyes and glared at the fuckers who wouldn't let me remain locked up in my room.

"Why?"

They just rolled their eyes. "It's been two weeks, you've been in your room two weeks, no shower, no sex, just food. Fat ass. Now get up, shower. We're going out."

I closed my eyes again and started singing.

"There's no way, no no no no way, I'm living without you, I'm not living without you!"

"BELLA!"

-California Love-

It was Friday and the football team had a game today. Emmett wanted to show up so that we could show our support. He painted half of his face navy blue, like a dumbass, he got some in his eye. So we spent like an hour cleaning his eye out, and re-applying the face paint. This time I did it, since he's…. a dumbass.

I flipped through the pages of the surf magazine, seeing my picture on almost every other page, me and my brother were a huge hit, and I'm just wondering how long it would last.

We arrived at the stadium also known as the football field as soon as the marching band was moving across the track.

Now, I'm a hungry motherfucker, so I snagged like three hotdogs, a thing of nachos, a slurpy, and some gum, yeah, I'm not going to eat the gum, but gum is good to have.

I walked towards the front row of the bleachers and sat down. It's a good spot, and a bad spot.

Good because you get front row seats, bad because mother fuckers like to cross in front of you.

The band started playing black and yellow and the little JV cheerleaders started booty popping.

Ok little sophomores, I see you!

I started grubbing on my hot dogs and on the lookout for the Varsity cheerleaders who show up during the game.

It got really quite and I knew what was about to happen. I took all of my food, and put it safely in my lap. Covering it with my arms. Like the sound of bees swarming, the crowd started boo-ing at the visiting team who came in running all confident.

Next thing you know food is flying everywhere and I'm sitting here trying to cover my little meal, making sure it stays safe.

The booing turned into screaming as our team ran onto the football field doing flips and what not. They took of their helmets as Mercy started playing on the speakers.

I slowly took my arms off of my food looking around, making sure that I could eat safely. Soon as I saw it was ok, I went in on those nachos, mm, so damn good.

I threw my trash away and made my way to the top of the bleachers, sitting next to this girl who waved shyly at me and I just smiled and nodded, turning my head back towards the field.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked towards the girl. She smiled and looked down, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Hi."

I smirked a little bit, she was adorable. "Hey."

She blushed a little bit before waving, getting up and walking down the bleachers. The seat was quickly taken by Leah who had that cheesy smacked grin on, that 'I just got fucked' face.

"I don't wanna know right now."

I tried to pay attention to the game but, I wasn't really focused on what I was looking at, too lost in my thoughts but when a finger snapped in front of my face, I blinked away my confusion and re focused my eyes.

Rosalie was cheering on the sidelines towards us, I'm guessing I was staring at her since she had no problem glaring at me the whole time. The buzzer went off and I saw that it was half time and I just shook my head.

"Yo, you ok? You seem pretty out of it."

"Nah, I'm good young."

"Sure?"

"Yeah."

"Well I'm gonna go talk to Charlotte, look alive, Rosalie's been giving you the stink eye all fucking night, grow some density in those balls and go talk to her, before I smack you."

Leah crossed over me and headed down the bleachers while I stood up. It was getting darker outside and sighed.

What the hell am I doing? I'm practically lost in my head right now.

The other teams cheerleaders made their way to the football field while our cheerleaders dispersed to wherever they wanted to go, most headed to the bathroom. I saw Rosalie walk towards the vending area so I made my way down there.

"Hey"

She turned around, and barely looked at me before she turned back towards the front of the line.

"Rosalie, come on."

"Leave me alone Bella."

"Well at least I got you to talk to me, even if it was barely a sentence."

She looked back at me rolling her eyes. "Please leave."

"I thought you didn't want me to leave."

I stuck my hands in my pocket and made eye contact with her.

"I didn't, but you didn't care, you just left, and wow you're back… then you're leaving again."

She said the last part with fake excitement which just made me feel bad. I looked down at my shoes. It's not like I wanted to leave her, but… it's my dream. It's been my dream for such a long time, I would've been crazy to pass that up. There is nothing better than actually getting a chance to do something you've wanted to do your whole life.

A sigh escaped my lips as I looked back at her, the look she was giving me made me want to just crawl into a corner. I don't understand why she's hurt. In a way, she shouldn't be. She told me how she didn't love me or anything, meaning the feelings weren't that deep. James walked past me, brushing my shoulder which gained my attention. He stood beside Rosalie, he was yelling at someone behind me and when he was finished he just looked at me, smirked then took Rosalie's hand.

She looked at me for a second before walking away with him.

Now I'm stuck standing here, looking like a damn dumbass. This shit is become repetitive. I'm Bella McCarty. I'm a fucking McCarty, and we don't give up on something we want. It's not a good thing to be this persistent, but I'll be damn if Rosalie's going to be with some dick head like James. Don't get me wrong, once upon a time the kid was cool, but not since he pulled this move.

-California Love-

"So what are you gonna do?"

I looked up at Leah, taking a sip of my coffee. This morning we decided to head to the nearest coffee shop to discuss our, well my, plan to get Rosalie back.

"Jealousy."

"Huh?"

"Jealousy is the number one sign if a girl is still into you. If I can make her jealous, then I know that I still have some fight left. If I can't make her jealous. Bro, it's done, then I can't get her back."

"How do you know she's the jealous type."

"I don't give a fuck what anyone says, everybody has jealousy inside of them."

First step was finding a new girlfriend, someone that she knows and has to see every day.

"So… who."

I spent all day on face book going through possible girlfriends. Someone I haven't been with, which is extremely hard to do.

"How about Victoria… or Maria?"

I looked back at Leah, rolling my eyes then looked back at the screen.

"No bro, seriously, think about it. Doubly Jealousy."

"I'm listening." I logged off facebook and turned to look at Leah who had this fake ass thinking look on her face.

"James likes Victoria, Victoria likes you, you like Rosalie, Rosalie likes… well, she might like James. And Maria is the bait."

It took a minute, but it made sense. "Leah … and who am I supposed to date?"

"Maria, Victoria will try to get more of your attention, causing James to be all like, the fuck, then Rosalie will be pissed that two girls are paying attention to you at the same time."

"Leah. You're a genius."

"All the bitches love me, you ain't fucking with my dougie."

She moved side to side attempting to dougie, but uhh, she can't so, fail.

-California Love-

On Monday, the day they had school, I took the car to the parking lot and waited for lunch to start. Emmett tagged a long since we truly didn't have shit to do. When the bell rung, we got out of the car and made our way towards the cafeteria while I checked my phone.

Ay, ay, ay, yo bitch, you here? –Leah

Yurp. Hoe. –Bella

Mmkay, I'll see you later, bitch. –Leah

I walked through the hallways until I reached the cafeteria. I checked my breath and ran a hand through my hair.

"Showtime."

I opened the cafeteria doors, no one noticed me, which was good, for some reason ever since I dropped out I'm like some superstar. Maybe because in a way I am. Whatever, I spotted Maria sitting at the jock table with a couple other cheerleaders and football players.

I walked slowly up behind her, the rest of the people at her table looking up at me, she eventually turned around and raised an eyebrow, questioning the reason why I'm at the school.

"Hey, can I talk to you?"

She shrugged, moving her seat back and got up. I motioned towards the back doors which led to the football field. I walked ahead, knowing she would follow me.

"So what do you want to talk about?"

I shrugged. "Nothing really, what's up with you?"

She just smacked her teeth and gave me the look. "You're telling me you came all the way over here just to talk to me."

"What I can't talk to you anymore?"

"Since I haven't seen you in a very long time it's hard to believe."

"Well believe it." I opened the doors, holding it open so she could walk through.

"Hmmph, why aren't you talking to anyone else, like, your best friend, or your basketball team or something."

"Because I want to talk to you."

"Ugh, what Bella?"

I just looked at her for a second, giving her this intense stare that I always use on girls. "Be my girl."

"Ha, no, just because Rosalie dumped your ass doesn't mean I'm about to jump at the opportunity to be with you."

"No, see, listen. I need you to date me, so I can get her back."

"How do you think that's going to work?"

Hm, at least I'm getting her to consider it. "Well me and Leah-"

"Leah?"

"Yes, Leah. We made a plan. If I date you, Victoria will get mad and try to get my attention, which, I'll give her. James likes Victoria and will try to get her attention, then Rosalie will get mad that James is doing that, and she'll be jealous that you and Victoria want me. Then bam, I get her back."

"Do you really think it's that easy?"

"It's worth a shot."

She shrugged. "I'm in."

"Aww, so you're officially my fake girlfriend, how does that feel?"

"Fucking fabulous."

I reached out my hand for hers and threaded our fingers together. "Now, can I take my fake girlfriend out for lunch?"

"Yes you may."

We walked back through the cafeteria, some people looking at us curiously. Most just looking at us shocked, as if they were going to die because we were "together".

We walked pass Rosalie's table and I just completely ignored her, and glanced at Leah who gave me a head nod. Meaning Rosalie saw us, and didn't have a good response to us being together. I smirked to myself as we reached the front doors of the cafeteria that led to the hallway.

"So baby, what do you feel like eating."

She looked at me and I shrugged, I wasn't really hungry.

"You, maybe?"

She bit her lip and nodded slowly. "That sounds like a good idea."

A/N: Ugh, guys .. I'm sorry. I'm so so so so sorry. I just graduated by the way, which is why I've been busy. School kicked my ass for a couple of months. Plus when I graduated I finally got an xbox and I've been playing MW3 every fucking day. I hate playing online, fucking fuckers be camping.

Anyway, now that I'm out of school, I should be updating normally, if my dad stops getting on me about getting a job.