This is a collabration between Puppymama0909 and Voluptuous Vamp.

What we own: several catholic school uniforms, lots of cherry slushies and gin and two very dirty mouths.
What we don't own: Twilight. All characters belong to SMeyer. We are just playing with them. We Promise we'll clean them up after.
Author's note: This is just a tease of what's to come. Like it? Hate it? Let us know. Pups will be doing Bella, V will be doing Edward and we will be sharing Jasper....sigh. On with the show.

Shit.

That was the only thing I could think. There was no way my life could get any worse. Here it was the first day of school, classes hadn't even started yet and I had already made a fool out of myself. Stepping out of my ancient truck, I had made it all of three steps when my foot hit a patch of ice and the next thing I knew? Flat on my fucking back. Kill me now.

"Hey are you okay?" A friendly, worried looking face appeared in my vision.

"Wha, yeah, I'm fine" My cheeks burned and I wiped my damp palms on my now wet skirt.

"Let me help you" The guy extended a hand which I eagerly accepted and pulled myself up.

"I'm Mike, Mike Newton. You must be Isabella Swan" He was a little too enthusiastic and , frankly, it creeped me out a bit.

"Ah, yeah. It's just Bella" I straightened my book bag on my shoulder and tugged on my charcoal skirt, looking away from Mike at anything I could. The sight I was greeted with nearly took my breath away.

Across the parking lot, leaning on an old GTO stood a tall, lanky guy. His blonde hair hung haphazardly down almost to his collar and waved slightly around his face. His long legs were encased in artfully ripped, perfectly faded denim topped with an old clash tee and a leather jacket. He had a lazy, sexual smirk on his face and his blue eye twinkled as I felt them roam over my body. The blood rushed back to my cheeks and I looked down at my shoes, allowing my long dark hair to swing in front of my face,
Out of the corner of my eye I saw him lean to his companion; the boy was slightly shorter but more muscular. His bronze hair stuck out at all angles as though he had just gotten out of bed. His khakis and blue button down seemed made for him. he glanced over and I was greeted with the deepest green eyes I had ever seen. I swear my knees got weak just looking at him. Blondie whispered something to him and they both laughed, the sound echoing across the parking lot to where I stood. Blue eyes raked his eyes over me appricitively again, caught my eye and winked. Winked! Christ on a condom, he was gorgous. I wonder if-

"Isabella? You okay?" A pestering voice jerked me out of my thoughts and I turned back to see Mike Newton looking at me expetantly.

"Ah, yeah"I mumbled" Can we just head in?" I kept my eyes down as we headed towards the brick building, not daring to look behind me again.