Yes, yes, I know that one of my resolutions was to update more often, but everyone breaks their resolutions, don't they?
Okay, I'm sorry, but I will try to from now on.
Oh and in this chapter Angela is reintroduced, she's not important at the moment, but she will be, so I want her to be remembered!
Anyway, I am very annoyed with my readers. Thank you to all of the people who reviewed, but more of you could've. And anyway, none of you gave any opinion on my story, good or bad. So I haven't done it. But I have had a new idea, and I hope that you lot will actually read it! Okay here's the full summary…
Summary: Bella was in love with Edward when they were kids, but when she told him her feelings he said that he didn't feel the same way and broke her heart. Ever since, she's had trouble with relationships, and she blames it all on him. She hates his guts. Edward has had a miserable time too, all his girlfriends end up cheating on him, and he's been broken hearted time and time again. His career is alright, but it just isn't enough for him. But while Bella's love life isn't successful, her career is, and she is head of a newspaper company. And then a new guy is transferred to her paper, and he is none other than Edward Cullen. Can Bella and Edward put aside the problems of the past, and help the paper, and maybe even help themselves along the way?
So please tell me what you think. If you don't want to right it in a review, just PM me. I really want to know what you think! I wont do it if no one actually likes the idea, so if you are at all interested, tell me! Otherwise I will assume you all hate the idea and I should just give up fan fic writing.
Me: Can I own Twilight?
Stephanie Meyer: Did you kidnap me, take me to some far away place that no ones ever heard of, take me to a cave and tie me to a rock just to ask me that?
Me: well I wanted to get Edward, but he's in Alaska with Bella so I didn't want to bother him. Well, that and the fact that when I went to try and tie him up, he kind of broke the ropes, and you know, the cave. As you do. So how about it?
Stephanie Meyer: How about what?
Me: Me. Owning. Twilight.
Stephanie Meyer: Oh that. Hmmmm let me think. Er, no.
Me: you said HMMM! That means your weakening!
Stephanie Meyer: Are you mental or something?
Me: Quite probably. But you are God, because you made Twilight, and god shouldn't call people mental.
Stephanie Meyer: Just say that you don't own Twilight.
Me *Cries*: I don't own Twilight!
What Happened Last chapter:
Al, it's no biggie." Emmett said. I shook my head slowly.
"You don't understand. He's decided not to do anything himself. But he's going to turn Tanya and her wannabes on her." I heard an intake of breath around me. Tanya was famous for her ability to make a persons life hell. And she would do anything for Edward.
"Well, we'll just have to make sure that we're with her 24/7. And we can't let Bella know that Edward wants to embarrass her. She'll be even more angry than she already is. We'll just have to protect her from Tanya." Emmett and Jazz said firmly.
"Or die trying." I heard Rose mutter.
G-d I was so mad. I had never been this mad. Stupid, cocky, arrogant, repulsive Edward. Okay, so he wasn't repulsive. But he was everything else. I hated him! How dare he! He was so full of himself…
He made me so mad! I was pacing our dorm. Alice and Rose had just left to talk to him. I was bloody furious. I couldn't believe I had been so stupid. I can't believe I had started to like that jerk. I wanted to hurl at the thought of him.
I could practically imagine the steam coming out of my ears at the moment. I glanced at my watch. Oh god. Our free period was almost over. Where were Rose and Alice? They had gone to talk to… I couldn't even think his name…over half an hour ago. Suddenly I heard the buzz of my cell and I strode over to the table where I had left it.
hard to hold on to I'm not gonna write you a love song
Head under water
And you tell me to breathe easy for a while
The breathing gets harder, even I know that
Made room for me but it's too soon to see
If I'm happy in your hands
Blank stares at blank pages
No easy way to say this
You mean well, but you make this hard on me
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
'cause you tell me it's
Make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leaving I'm gonna need a better
Reason to write you a love song today
hard to hold on to
I'm not gonna write you a love song
"Hello?" I flipped open my phone, irritated. I normally loved that song, but any form of a love song annoyed me at the moment. It made me think of him.
"Bella? It's me. Alice."
"Oh, hey Al. What's up?" There was whispering in the background, and then someone was saying no repeatedly.
"Alice?" I said loudly. "What's going on?" There was a pause on the other end of the line. "Alice?" I repeated, irritation and curiosity clouding my voice.
"Look Bella. I have to go. But meet me at the cafeteria. At one? We'll talk then. I promise." I was feeling pretty freaked out now.
"Look Alice. What is going on? Just tell me."
"At one." Alice said firmly. "Don't be late. Now go to your next lesson."
"I don't even know what I have. Oh god Alice. It's all so stupid. All I can do is think about how mad I am. I can't even concentrate. And all because of some guy I met for a few days?"
"You have English with Mrs McKay honey." Alice's soothing voice came down the telephone. "And you're just stressed because…well, he hurt you're feelings, and he said some really mean stuff. Plus, it kind of makes it worse that don't know him, because you feel like if a complete stranger can-however mistakenly- see whatever your flaws, then you feel like you can't even imagine the flaws that everyone else sees. But it's not true Bella. Edward is an idiot. He didn't mean those things he said. You are amazing, and that is what everyone sees." For some reason, Alice's words really did calm me down.
"Thanks Al." I muttered. I really did feel better. "I really needed that. I appreciate it"
"Anytime sweetie. Now get to English!"
"Yes ma'am." I laughed. "I'll see you at one."
"Okay Bells. Oh and Bella?"
"If you need another pick me up, I'll take you shopping later!" I laughed. Alice always knew what to say.
"Thanks Alice. Bye." I hung up, and grabbed my bag from the floor. I grabbed my key and raced for the door. I slammed it behind me, and raced towards my next class. God I hoped I wouldn't be late…
I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt And I'm too sexy for your party I'm a model you know what I
too sexy for my car too sexy for my car
I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan too sexy for Milan
New York and Japan
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I do my little turn on the catwalk
Too sexy by far
And I'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that
I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
And I'm too sexy for your party
I'm a model you know what I
too sexy for my car too sexy for my car
I smirked at my ringtone. It was just too true! I flicked it open and said
"Talk to me." God, I was just too cool. And sexy, and smart, and amazing, and athletic and gorgeous…
"Tanya? It's Edward." I felt my heart lift. Of course Edward was coming back. He would probably be ringing to grovel for my forgiveness, and I, as the most perfect girlfriend in the world, not to mention the hottest, would graciously forgive him, and then I'd really make him see why I was a good girlfriend…
"Oooh, Eddie! I knew you couldn't stay mad at me. I just knew it."
I smirked a triumphant smile at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. G-d I was hot.
"Look Tanya. I need a favour." Okay, that wasn't what I was expecting. Eddie even sounded irritated. But he was probably just desperate to talk to me and he probably wanted to arrange a meeting and apologise face to face, because he thought it was more thoughtful. Yes, that was it. G-d he is so sweet!
"Oh whatever you need Eddie. And I mean whatever." I said making my voice trail off suggestively. I was so good at that! I heard him shiver with delight on the other end. When he was angry he said that he was shuddering when he did that, but I knew that he was really excited.
"Look, just meet me at 4U in fifteen, okay? I'll talk to you then." Edward muttered. Yes! YES! Finally it's going to kick off! Edward has finally realised that he can't live without me. A little later than anticipated, but still… It'll do. Eddie and I will become the 'It' couple of the school. We'll go to all the parties, become Prom King and Queen and more. Everyone will look up to us. It will all be perfect… and I can become the true 'It' girl. I liked the persona I'd created for myself. I wasn't head cheerleader or anything, but I was still the 'It' girl. I had done it because at middle school I had been all that, and everyone hated me. But this way, everyone automatically hated the head cheerleader, who was supposed to be the 'it' girl, and she wasn't me! But with Edward…no one will hate me. The possibilities are incredible. I could have an 'I love Tanya' club. We could have T-shirts. Everyone loves Edward. He's a bit of a player, and he can be a jerk, but he also sticks up for the geeks and losers, he's sporty, popular, smart, not to mention incredibly hot. Just like me! See, we're perfect for each other…
"Tanya? Are you still there? I can hear some muttering about 'It' girls. What are you on about? Hello? Are you there?" Oh, crap, I forgot Eddie was still on the phone.
"You must be imagining things baby. I didn't say anything!" I called. I didn't want Eddie to think I was just using him to become the official 'It' girl. I liked him. I mean, he was gorgeous, I was gorgeous. We were a perfect match. "I'll see you in a few Eddie kin's!"
"Don't call me that Tanya. Don't call me anything except Edward. And fine. Remember, fifteen minutes. Don't be late."
"Awww, well, if you're that desperate to see me…" I smirked. I knew he couldn't resist me.
"Eddie?" The dial tone met my question, and I flicked my phone closed in annoyance. He hung up on me! Well, just for that, I would be an extra five minutes late. I started to think about what to wear, when there was a knock on the bathroom door.
"Come in!" I called. Ugh. My geeky roommate Angela walked in. G-d I hated her. Why could I have a normal roommate, you know with a fashion sense, make up, a chest size bigger than thirty two double A and, oh yeah, a boyfriend? She says she has that little nerd- Ben, I think she said his name was -but he's just too nerdy to count. And however much I try to remind her that her life sucks, she still refuses to let me help her become like me. Some people are just beyond help.
"Have you seen my MCR top Tanya?"
"NO! Of course not!" I snorted. "I don't touch your stuff. Oh, wait. Is that the pink one?"
"Yeah. Did you borrow it?" I laughed again, and raised my perfect eyebrows.
"Er, no. Not likely! I split some soda the other day, and I didn't have a towel, so I used it to clean up. Then I threw it away. Your welcome."
"WHAT? You through away my favourite shirt!? And now you're saying you're welcome!? What is wrong with you?" I felt my good mood deflate, and anger fill me instead. Stupid girl.
"What is wrong with ME? What is wrong with you for buying that shirt to begin with? That is why you're welcome. You don't have to wear that in public anymore!"
"But…but…" Angela was speechless with what I hope was gratitude. "I wanted to wear that on my date with Ben." I rolled my eyes.
"First, seeing that loser is not a date. And second, I'll give you a top. Just don't stretch it." G-d, I was like a saint, helping out all the fashionably challenged people in the world.
"First, stop insulting my boyfriend. He's amazing, and he's a hell of a lot better than your imaginary one." Bitch. G-d, I hope she looks awful on her date. "And second" She continued. "I prefer not looking like a slut, if it's all the same to you." What!? She has got some check!
"Hasn't anyone ever taught you to respect your betters?" I snapped. This girl really got on my nerves. "And anyway, I have a boyfriend." I let some triumph colour my voice.
"Oh right." Angela said sarcastically. "Stalking Edward Cullen doesn't count." I really hate this girl. She must be really mad about her stupid T-shirt, she's normally very quiet. But that doesn't give her any right to talk to the most incredible girl in the school like that. Just who does she think she is?
"Actually, I'm going on a date right now. WITH Edward Cullen!"
Angela's draw dropped. "Edward? Edward CULLEN?" she demanded. I nodded, with a smirk on my stunning face. "You. And Edward?" I nodded again. Was this girl that thick? Oh, she probably had a little crush on Edward. How cute. And she feels like she can't compete now that I'm in the picture. Sweet. I am a lot to live up too.
"Look, do you want to borrow a top or not? Because I have to go." Angela seemed to pull herself together.
"No thanks. But I would like you to buy me a new MCR shirt." Wow. Dating that loser really gave her a lot of courage.
"Fine." It would take too long to argue with her, and she would forget about the shirt soon enough. "Now if you'll excuse me." I pushed past her, my hips swaying. I headed for my bedroom and sifted through my wardrobe.
I took out my shortest skirt and by sexiest top. I grabbed a push up bra, and pulled the clothes on. Hmmm. I twirled in front of the mirror. Smoking hot. I was the hottest damn thing I had ever seen, and I had seen me in a prom dress! I hurried into the bathroom to apply my make up. I was going all out. Edward would be drooling. And then he would realise that I was the perfect girl for him. Oh, I can't wait!
I glared at my watch face sullenly. She was twenty minutes late! I looked like a loser, sitting here on my own. Everyone was staring at me with pity and I tossed back more coffee.
What are you doing here Cullen? I asked myself. This was ridiculous. My rep was at stake and so I decide to ruin some girls life? That can't be fair. I was just about to leave when three sophomores came up to me and grinned.
"Can I help you?" I said politely.
"Dude, you are THE Edward Cullen right?" I smiled. Yeah, I was that cool.
"Yes, that's me." I replied.
"Dude, is it true that you totally got beat up by that little girl Bella? We hear she totally told you off after you tried to advance on her." What????? This is why I'm doing this. To protect the rep of THE Edward Cullen. If I don't, then the rumours will get worse and worse, until I'm being portrayed as some weak loser.
"No, that's not true. I think she was PMS or something." I tried to hide my smile as I saw everyone in hearing distance start to whisper. "She just went physco, and then I told her off for it. But she embarrassed me, so you can tell everyone that I'm here to meet someone to…take care of that little problem. Infact, here she is now."
I saw Tanya walking towards me. I stood and then noticed that every male in the shop was staring open mouthed at her. I glanced over her outfit. She looked alright, I suppose. She was wearing a pink halter neck with a beaded neck line and a sparkly short skirt.
AN: The picture of the outfit is on my profile. Just click on the link.
I couldn't help but think that the revealing outfit would look far better on a certain brown eyed beauty. Wait, what? I hated Bella. I couldn't think of her like that! I turned my attention to Tanya, who was grinning at me expectantly. I nodded for her to sit, and she gave me what she clearly thought was a seductive smile. I rolled my eyes.
She sat and I felt her move her foot so that it was running up and down my leg. I shifted uncomfortably and she stopped.
I cleared my throat and said "Look Tanya. I need a favour. There's this girl." I watched as Tanya stiffened. Her face looked like she was sucking a lemon. "Her name is Bella Swan. She embarrassed me, and tarnished my reputation. And I need you to…how shall I put it…learn the error of her ways. And it needs to be very, very public." Tanya's face lit up, and an evil glint shone in her eye. Oh yes, I definitely came to the right girl.
"So… do you want her to trip, or break her leg, or crash her car or…"
"NO!" I yelled, horrified. "You can't hurt her! Just embarrass her. Humiliate her. But don't hurt her!" For some reason, the thought of Bella in pain, Bella crumpled and broken horrified me, and I knew I would do anything in my power to make sure that she didn't get hurt.
But I still hated her, I reminded myself. And I needed to see her suffer. Tanya was frowning and she looked very confused.
"So what do you want me to do?" She demanded. I rolled my eyes.
"Look, here's what you'll do…"
Hiya! Sorry for the little cliffie, but I am updating a new chapter within a week, and I am really looking forward to it! Okay, I would like twenty reviews before I update. I don't think that's too much to ask. Just twenty! All you have to do is click the little button and write a couple of words. Is that so hard? And I would really appreciate it if you told me what you think of my new story idea.
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