okay, here's chapter 2. i was going to post it last night, but when i thought about it, it was way too late.

this chapter is in Edward's pov. like i say, i am trying my hand at switching back an forward between people. nothing else to say, so here we go

Chapter II

(Epov)

I think I'm the only person in the whole world who loves himself more and more every damn day. I look in the mirror every day and can't find a single thing wrong with me. My hair, for one, is perfect without much effort; much like the rest of me. The girls go crazy over it and damn near faint if I allow them to touch it. I don't really understand it. My mom says it's a mess and I can't say I don't agree with her. But the chicks love it, so whatever helps me get the attraction I so well deserves. My skin is smooth and my clothes; well let's just say my younger sister and I aren't the ones behind on the latest trends. Hell, people look at us and try to copy what we're doing, though they never really do.

My family, another reason I am so fucking awesome. A lot of people say I have the perfect family.

Of course, the good look genes run deep in the Cullen family. If anyone thinks I'm lying, they should ask my dad, Carlisle. He's the Chief of Surgery at a hospital right outside of Forks and the nurses there are all over him. He pretends not to notice and acts as if they're not, but his lines aren't fool much of anyone, especially not me.

It's a good thing he's totally in love with my mom, Esme. She is the top fashion designer and buyer in the whole state of Washington. She works in Seattle from time to time, which is where she met my father. The reason we live in small town Forks because my parents want us to be "down to earth" whatever that means. But with parents with two major jobs like that, it's no wonder money and clothes are never a problem.

I know what someone may think; there's gotta be something wrong with that family. They would be right, in some people's eyes. For one, Esme is not my real mom; she's my step mom. My dad met her right after my mom left us when I was born and got married soon after. It probably helped that they had a baby girl on the way. That baby girl was my half sister, Alice and she turned out to be my best friend; well, my best female friend anyways. She will be the only girl I feel comfortable talking to about anything.

It can always be better. But for now, if anyone asked me, my life is the definition of the word "perfect".

I turned to my right and smiled at my sister. She may be sixteen, but she will always be my baby sister to me.

She looked away from her mirror and looked at me. "Why are you smiling at me like that, creep?" she teased as we walked down the hall. I laughed and shook my head, telling her nothing. She's two years younger than me and the rest of my friends, but she hangs around us as if she's not. No one has a problem with it. If they did, they would have to take it up with me. But it wouldn't do anything good because I say she can hang with me as long as she wants. No one dares go against what I say. When I say something, it's pretty much the damn law. But I don't have to worry about that because everyone loves Alice; almost as much as they love me. "Are you ready for the game next week?" she asked, breaking me from my thoughts.

I snorted. I like how she asked that as if it was a serious question. "Come on sis, you know I am." I told her.

She giggled. "Right. It's the first one, right?"

"Alice, please keep up." A voice on the left of me said. I didn't have to turn to know it was Tanya Denali; head cheerleader and the lucky girl who gets to call herself my girlfriend. Alice turned to her. "Yes it's the first game and of course my man is totally ready. When is he not? Aren't you supposed to be his sister? I don't understand why you would begin to even think about questioning him like that." she snapped with annoyance in her voice.

Alice rolled her eyes at Tanya. "It was just a question Tanya, chill." She snapped back. Tanya said something back, I'm sure. I tuned them out.

"They're at it again, I see." Emmett said behind me. I nodded. did I say everyone loved Alice? I guess I forgot about someone.

Tanya and Alice go back and forward all the time, which is why I'm always in the middle of them. Tanya doesn't like that Alice hangs with us being as young as she is; and Alice, well, she just doesn't like Tanya. I personally don't see why not. Tanya is my personal cheerleader on and off the field. She cheers the loudest for me and me alone when we run a perfect play. Then she would attack anyone who would dare doubt my skills, I'm guessing my sister included. Alice says Tanya's wrong for me and the only reason we continue to date because we look good together. Can't say the second part is a lie. The first part, well…

I heard they were still bickering when I tuned back in. I rolled my eyes. I had enough of this; it was time for it to stop.

I wrapped my arm around Tanya's waist and pulled her to my side. I kissed on her the cheek. "That's enough, baby. Thank you." I said in her ear.

She turned to me and smile. She leaned in to kiss my lips. I let them stay there for a second before pulling away as well as removing my arm from her. I don't display too much affection towards her while we're in the hall and people are looking at us. If I do, girls would stop looking at me and who wants that?

We concluded to walk down the hall. I tossed my football in my hands while we did so Tanya wouldn't get the urge to hold my hand like I knew she would. I never got the whole hand holding thing, but she loved to do it so I always had to keep my hands busy with something else. As we walked, it was the same old, same old. Girls were giggling with their friends as guys who weren't no way near as cool as me try to talk to me. I feel like a fucking rock star, just another day.

Man, I love being me.

Sometime while we were walking, I felt as if we lost someone. Being quarterback, it was a thing I picked up where I feel one of my players is not nearby. I stopped everyone and turned to see who was missing. Then I looked back and saw Jasper talking to someone. I didn't know who it was, but I knew it was a no one because they weren't already with my group. Damn him.

I should get him before he does something stupid. "Jasper," I called to him. He turned to me. "Come on, dude, what the hell's the hold up?" I asked.

"Here I come." He turned back to who he was talking and said something before jogging back over to us. When he joined us again, we finished our walk to the cafeteria. We were the only ones there, just I like I plan. I don't like waiting the lines so I make sure my group is the first one and I'm in the front.

"So what was up with the pause back there?" I asked as I grabbed my tray.

"I was helping Isabella." He answered.

"Who?" James, my backup quarterback, asked the question I'm sure everyone was thinking. The name sounded familiar, but I couldn't put a face to it.

"Isabella. Um…Swan. She's my sister's friend." He told us. Oh right, now I knew who he was talking about. She wasn't one people knew by first name.

"Right, Rosalie's charity cause. That girl needs all the help she can get, and then some. I still believe Rosalie's friends with her because she doing some kind of community service or because she lost a bet or something." Tanya's best friend Kate said, which made Tanya laugh out loud.

"So, wait, what exactly were you doing with her?" I asked, not really getting point of why he stopped in the first place.

"I was helping her with some papers."

"Why?" I asked as I decided what I was going to drink.

"I knocked some things out of her hand when I bumped into her and I was helping her pick them up. I was just being nice." He said with a shrug.

"It took that long to pick up some papers?" I asked as I walked down the counter.

"No. I was talking to her." What? Pause. "Why the hell are guys looking at me like that?" he asked when he looked up and saw all eyes on him. We were all looking at him like he lost a good part of his mind. The reason was because Isabella Swan was the lowest of the low. She was under the chess team and just past the debate team.

She was someone I wouldn't touch with a pole. I mean she wasn't ugly, for some with lower standards that is. She was just…plain. Nothing really special. I would never understand how she landed someone as smoking hot as Rosalie Hale as a best friend. Now Rosalie is definitely someone I wouldn't mind tackling onto the nearest bed in a moment of weakest. And I am not ashamed to admitting that she made a few appearances in my dreams; before she got with Emmett last year of course.

"Well, speaking for me personally, I'm thinking about if I should take you to some kind of doctor or something." Tanya said. I will not say that, well not to loud anyways. But what was wrong him? What if someone saw him? What if she asked to sit with us? And more importantly, what if he said yes? It's a good thing I called him before anything like that or anything worst happened.

Jasper rolled his eyes at my girlfriend. "You do know you're making a big deal out of nothing, right? I picked up some papers; it wasn't like I asked her out or something." He replied

"That's good because that would be social suicide." Tanya replied as we paid for our food.

"Yeah, if he started dated her, he would have to change schools and his name." Kate agreed then laughed. Tanya laughed right along with her. It seems like they laugh the hardest and loudest at each other's jokes.

"Well, as long as he doesn't lose his mind and actually talk to her again, we should be fine. Seriously Jasper; if you slip up like that again, she might make the mistake of thinking she's cool enough to hang with the rest of us when she's not even fucking close." Tanya said. Alice sighed loudly. "Do you have something to say to me, little girl?" Tanya snapped at her as we walked out the line. People were starting to come in now so it was a good thing.

Alice looked at her. "Actually yes. First, get the hell off your damn pedestal you put yourself on. You got yourself so high up, we can see up you skirt. Secondly, would you please for the love of that's good, stop talking all the damn time? Just because you love to hear yourself talk, doesn't mean everyone else does. And thirdly,…"

"What the fuck makes you think you can talk to me like that?" Tanya interrupted her in a loud snap.

"The fact that you're not going to a damn thing if I do." Alice said simply. "Now like I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted; and thirdly, she's not badly so cut her some slack." She told her. Oh Alice. The only person who can see the good in everyone, even total nerds like Isabella Swan, was my little sister Alice.

Kate looked at her like it was some kind of crime for any other cheerleaders to not agree with her leader. Tanya, on the other hand, just rolled her eyes. "Please Alice, she's a total L-O-S-E-R."

"Oo, looks who learned a new word she was dying to use." Alice joked. We all laughed. I usually don't laugh at either of them when they go at it because I don't want them to think that I'm taking either of their sides, but even I had to crack a chuckle at that. Tanya shot a glare at me before grabbing Kate's wrist and pulling her to our table; as if we weren't going to the same place. "Uh oh, someone's in trouble." Alice giggled.

I rolled my eyes. "She'll get over it." I told Alice as we walked to the table. I use to get upset when Tanya got mad at me, but then I realized that she's just a damn drama queen who wants attention. She should know by now that I'm not going to give the satisfaction of giving her what she wants.

When the rest of us got to the table, she was talking to Kate and acted like she didn't even see me. Oh, so it's this game this time. I took my seat next to her. I placed my finger under her chin and turned her to me. Before she could say anything, I press my lips softly against hers. The only reason I was kissing her now because there weren't a lot people in the café; well, at least not too much girls who I cared about seeing me with Tanya. But she didn't know that, I wasn't going to give her a clue either. That and because she was "mad at me". It was kind of my way of saying sorry.

Now all I needed to do was to seal the deal with a little tongue and…

As soon as she put her hand on the side of my face, I knew I was forgiven. And just like that, I was already tired of it. Enough of that. I pulled away. When I did, she smiled at me. I gave a soft smile back as I stroked her cheek with the side of my thumb. Yeah, I know just what to do so she wasn't mad at me for too long.

"Speaking of inappropriate PDA," Jasper said when I turned back to the rest of the table. "I wonder where the hell Emmett and Rosa is." He said before taking a slip from his Coke can.

I shrugged. Emmett was with us when we were walking, but I didn't see him when we were getting our food. I actually wondered where he was too. "Umm…" Alice said looking around the room for them. "Here they come." She said when she spotted them coming in. Emmett had a tray in his hand with his girlfriend, Rosalie next to him. Her hands were empty and she had bag on her shoulder. That usually mean one thing; she wasn't going to eat with us today.

"I just don't understand what you mean." I heard Emmett say when they got close enough for us to hear.

"What don't you understand? My words were pretty simple, honey." Rosalie responds in her tone telling him she was humoring him. I've heard before when, usually when we're talking about a game.

He sighed hard. "What I don't understand is why you aren't eating with us." he said. I almost wanted to laugh. I totally called that one. I didn't because I also knew why she wasn't going to.

"I told you why. I want to eat with Bella." She told him. Call that one too. I don't know if they fucking predictable or if I'm just that damn good.

"Rosa, what did I tell about hanging with her; especially during school?" He said.

She stopped and turned him to her. "And what did I tell you about talking to me like that? I'm your girlfriend, Em, not your damn property. And if your head wasn't thicker than that padding in your helmet, you would understand that and I wouldn't have to keep repeating it." She snapped back.

He sighed. "I'm just looking out for you. You need to stop hanging out with that duck. You know what people are saying."

"I don't give a damn about what people think of me and you shouldn't ever. I told you to stop fucking calling her that, you jackass." She yelled as she pushed him. The unexpected push made him take a small step backwards.

He glared at her. "Why do I feel you like her better than me?"

"Maybe because sometimes, I actually do. Like now for insistence." She said as she glared back. She turned to us and gave a smile. "Hi guys." She said to us like she wasn't just snapping at her boyfriend in front of us. We all said hi back. "I'll see the girls at practice." She turned back to Emmett and gave him the same deadly glare. "I'll see you when you stop being such a jerk." She snapped as she pushed him again before turning to walk out of the cafeteria.

"Whatever Rosa." He said back to her. She flipped him off right before walking out the door.

"Trouble in paradise?" Jasper asked.

"Again." Alice teased. We all laughed. They're never shy about fighting in front us like that. I found it rather funny each time.

"Shut the hell up. I am not in the fucking mood." He snapped at us as he said in his seat across from me. That just made us laugh again. He was never in the mood after fighting with his girlfriend; especially when she punks like she just did.

"What's wrong?" Jasper asked because he was the first one to stop laughing. He was probably the only oen who truly cares.

He turned to him. "Your sister is crazy." He told Jasper.

Jasper chuckled. "I knew that. I tried to tell you before you started dating, but she was 'so hot'." He replied. Emmett rolled his eyes at him. "What did she do?" Jasper asked.

Emmett groaned. "She thinks its okay to choose that joke over me. I don't know what part of her brain tells her that, but she might need it removed."

"It's just one lunch, Em, what's the big deal?" Alice asked.

"It wouldn't be if it was just one lunch, but apparently, she's spending all this week with her. And not only that, but before school started, she was hanging out with her for most of the summer. I was busy with football camp, but not all the damn time. When I wasn't, she still chose to not be with me." Emmett sighed as he ran his hand down the side of his face like he was stressed or something. He couldn't be so mad because his girlfriend doesn't want to spend every day with him to be stressed. Hell, sometimes I wished Tanya didn't want to spend every day with me. But then again, if Tanya was like Rosalie and had a friend like Isabella, I probably would feel the same way. "I feel like second place to someone who shouldn't even be in the same damn league let along the same damn race as me."

At that moment, I couldn't stop myself from laughing; not that I really tried. Everyone looked at me. My guess is that they didn't get the reason of why I was laughing. I guess I should tell them. "Are you honestly tell us that you're jealous of her?" I asked.

Emmett glared at me. "Of course not, you prick." He snapped at me and that made me laugh again. The way he was explaining is something I would hear from people when they're talking about Tanya, which is usually jealous.

"Then what exactly is the problem, Emmett? Can't she hang out with other friends?" Alice asked him.

"Yeah she can, but can't she hang out with people like you or Tanya or people she actually have something in common with besides gender?"

"So you're saying she can only be with people you approve of?" Alice asked.

"Well, yeah. I mean, come on, what the hell could she possibly have to talk about with someone like Isabella Swan? And it not only makes her look bad, but it makes me look bad too. What would people think of me when they see Rosa not with me because she's with that girl?"

"They would think you don't have any control in your relationship." I mumbled before taking a bit of my pizza. When I was finished chewing, I looked up and saw Emmett glaring at me. "Just guessing." I said with a smirk.

Alice, who was in her seat next to me, hit my arm. "Edward, would you leave him alone?" she said to me.

I shrugged. "I'm just saying that wasn't the first time she did something like that in front of people. Maybe if you put some damn authority in your voice when you tell her to do something, she might actually listen." I suggested.

"Edward, don't tell him stuff like that." Alice snapped. I rolled my eyes at her. Of course she would say something like that.

Tanya sighed dramatically hard next to me. "Blah, blah, fucking blah. I am officially bored as hell with the subject of Miss Is-A-Dork." She said, making fun of Isabella's name again.

"Very clever. It's almost like we've never heard that joke." Alice mumbled with an eye roll.

"Bite me, Alice." Tanya snapped at her.

"Not even if you paid me, Tanya."

"My point is shouldn't we be done talking about this for the day?" she asked.

"I agree with Tanya. I much rather spend my lunch hour talking about something so much more important." Kate said. I didn't say it out, but I agreed with both of them. We were talking about someone who wasn't even in our group and will never be. She wasn't in the damn room. Wasn't the whole point of talking someone was so they could hear you? How could she hear us when she didn't even step foot in the damn café?

So I was going change the subject, but Jasper did before I could. "Okay let's talk about the game next Saturday. We're totally going to set the tone for the rest of the season and kick some ass."

Now that's what I was talking about. "Hell to the yeah we are." I yelled. It was more than filled by now so everyone was looking us. But then they looked away when they realized it was just the football team again.

The girls groaned in unison when the rest of the team started talking about the plays we were thinking of. I don't know why they were. They should be glad we're talking about our team and game. If we didn't, we would lose and then they would have nothing to cheer for. We continued to talk until the bell rang then we got up and threw our things away.

It was the beginning of senior year, the start of something awesome. I had my team, who will bebwinning every single game this year along with the championship; I had my girl, who was going to be the prom queen to my prom king at the end of the year. It was going to be a great ass year and I was going to make damn sure of it.

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"What do you mean I'm failing?" I asked my father in a confused tone. I should have known something was up when I came home and both my mom and dad asked to see me in the family room. Despite the name, we don't spend too much time in here as a family. Also, my mom and dad are hardly ever home at the same time if it wasn't a weekend, Christmas, or our annually family trip. That alone should have tipped me off.

"I mean what it sounds like Edward." My father said with my mother next to him. He shook his head then pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index fingers. I knew that look. He was either stressed or disappointed. The thing was; I didn't know what the reason he would be either of them was. I didn't do anything yet, or at least nothing I was aware of. "I don't understand this." He said, shaking his head again.

"Yeah, me either. Mind telling me what exactly are you talking about?" I asked as I shifted eyes between him and my mother.

She walked over to the TV stand and grabbed a piece of paper. She walked back over and handed it to me. When I looked at it, at first I knew what they were so pissed about. I had three D's and two F's. I had an A, but of course, it was in gym. Then I looked at the top of the page and read what it said. When I did, I laughed.

"Edward, this is not funny." Esme snapped.

"Yes, yes it is." I chuckled before balling up the paper. I looked at them. "You two are stressing over a progress report. These grades aren't even near final yet."

Carlisle shook his head at me. "That is not the point. The point we trying to make is that it might be just a progress report, but progress means change."

"Which you haven't made." My sister teased from the couch. I glared at her when I looked at her and saw her smiling at me. For some reason, she loves watching me get in trouble. She says it a rare time when – as she puts it – "the golden boy" get yelled at so she finds it entertaining.

"Which you're not going to make if you keep that attitude." Esme corrected.

"And that probably won't helped." Alice said.

I sighed. "Does she really need to be here?" I asked my parents, not bothering to look her way again. I can kinda understand her enjoyment; I have to admit that I do find it a little funny when she gets in trouble. However, I could so do with her damn comments. "You can leave, you know." I mumbled.

Alice laughed. "Hey don't get mad at me because I'm starting off the year with good grades and your D's and F's are rolling over from last year." she teased.

She was right, I did end last year with D's and C's, but there were no F's. "I didn't have F's last year, so you can shut the hell up now." I told her.

"Enough you two." Carlisle said as he made a loud clap with his hands, that thing he does when he doesn't feel like hearing my sister and me bittering. He turned to my sister. "Go to your room so we can talk to your brother."

"But dad…"

"Mary Alice." He warned her about talking back to him when he was already upset at one child by using her whole first name.

"Fine." She grumbled before she pushed herself off the couch and walked the stairs to her room.

He turned back to me. "Now as for you Edward Anthony…" I rolled my eyes. I hated when he did that. "Comments like those are not called for and you know that. Although she putted in a way I wouldn't, your sister wasn't wrong. You need to do better in school. How do you except to get in a good college with grades like these?" he asked.

"Duh, my football and track scholarship."

"That good arm of yours will only get you so far. Your work off the field will have to do the rest."

I sighed hard as I stood up. I was getting so tired of this. He was doing nothing but overreacting. But I guess him stressing over something like this really shouldn't surprise me. "Fine. We've only been in school for three weeks. There's time for me to do better and I will." I said, humoring them both at this point. "Can I go now; Jasper wants me to call him so we can run through the plays again." I told them.

"I told you he wouldn't take us serious, Carlisle." Esme said to him.

"Not about this." I agreed as I a tossed the balled up paper in the nearest trash can. Of course I made it. Maybe I should try basketball. But it was never really my sport.

"Edward!" my father yelled when he saw I wasn't paying attention any more. He let go a deep breathe. "Well, take this seriously. If you don't get your grades up, you will be benched for the rest of the season. And if they're still not to satisfaction, I will make sure you don't do track and field in the spring." He threated.

That woke me up.

"What?!" I exclaimed. If I wasn't paying too much attention before, I was now. The only reason was because they were talking crazy now. They were talking about taking away the only things that I loved the more than anything. Didn't they understand how important playing football and doing track was to me? "You can't do that to me. You can't." after the words came out, I realized I was whining like a spoiled brat. I must have really been upset because Edward Cullen did not whine.

"No, but your coach can. I already talked to him and he agreed that it is not fair that the rest of the team have to work hard while you're just getting by. He said you also have to make the grade to play." He explained.

I was about to give up when I thought of something. All of this was because he didn't think I wasn't going to get into college with my grades. "Okay, well, what if I stop playing and I end up not getting recruited?" I challenged him.

"Just don't let that happen." He said with a small shrug and even a smaller amount of emotion.

He was so not being fair. "Dad, please don't do this." I asked.

"Edward, this is not up for discussion. If I don't see some change on your next test, I will make sure you're benched for the following game. And it you still don't have at least a B in every class by the end of this semester, you will not be playing in any champion games." He stopped because his phone went off in his shirt pocket. He pulled it out and looked at it. "I have to go. I have a meeting." He put it back where it was. He kissed Esme on the cheek before looking at me sternly. "I'm serious. Either try your best in school then you can play until you heart gives out. Or you continue to goof off and you don't. It's your choice." he said before leaving out the house.

When he was gone, I looked at my step-mom. "You know he's out of his mind, right?" I said.

She shook her head. "No, Edward, I don't know that." she replied.

"Either way, you have to talk to him about this." I begged.

She shrugged. "You know how your father is when he has his mind set on something."

I sighed hard. "That man is trying to ruin my career before it even starts."

Esme laughed. "No he's not. He just wants you well rounded."

"What is wrong with you two? What does that even mean?" I stopped her.

"It means you need to have a backup plan. What are you going to when your knee gives out and you can't play anymore? You need some brain behind that talent. All you need to do is work hard." She walked over to me and put her hand on my shoulder. "I know you can do it. I'm going to get started on dinner; would you like to help?" she asked.

I shook my head. "I should probably go study." I said with no intention on doing it at all.

She smiled. "If you had as much confidences about school as you do about everything you did, you would be an A plus student by now." She said before walking towards the kitchen.

After a while, I dragged myself up to my room because I didn't want to be in the family room anymore. When I got there, I dropped on my bed. My phone buzzed in my pocket from the calls (probably from Jasper and Emmett) and texts (probably from Tanya) I was getting. I never made a move to answer any of them. I just stared at the ceiling in despair. I don't think I've ever been this upset.

After a few hours, there was a knock on my door. "Go away." I said not caring who it was.

"Dinner's ready." I heard my sister's voice on the other side of the door before she opened it.

I removed the pillow I had laying on my face and looked at her. "What part of the statement didn't you understand, Alice?" I snapped.

"Both parts." She teased. I groaned as I laid on my bed again. "Have you been laying like that the whole time?" I nodded. "Mom and I thought you were actually studying. She told me about dad's threat."

"They're ruining my life." I groaned.

She laughed. "No they are not."

Why the hell did everyone keeps saying that? Do they even know what I mean when I say my life? I mean my actually life. The one that makes me who I am and give me attention. "What the hell do you want? Came to make fun of me some more?" I asked.

"No, I want to help."

"Why?"

"Because she said his threat applied to me and my cheerleading as well. Besides, I don't want you to stress over something stupid and easily fixable."

"Easy for you to say. how the hell am I supposed to pull D's and F's all the way to A's and B's before winter break?" I asked.

She came over and sat next to me on the bed. "I have an idea. But you may not like it."

I chuckled. "Please, I think I just might try anything at this point."

welcome to the bottom the page. i still have nothing else to say, but i will get the next chp up some time before tuesday.

oh, btw. Happy 4th! i hope everyone's day was safe and fun. i went on a sibling date with my bro. we went to see Let Me Explain. it's Kevin Hart stand-up. if you like that kind of stuff, i suggest see it. it was funny. my fam didnt bbq, but i have Burger King, which is okay with me.

anyways, be careful with those fireworks; dont need anyone's eye put out.

dont forget to Read and Review

Luv & Rockets.