A/N: Hello everyone, this is Liz here. Some of you may know me from my other stories, Love On The First Floor or The Screw-Up Date. Hope You like Of Lies And Of Love. Rated M for language and future chapters ;) This chapter is dedicated to my bestie Moe who helped me out a lot with starting this story. iiloveeyouu Moe!

I Don't Own Twilight!

BPOV

"Bella get back here right this minute!"

"Like hell I will," I shot back. I stared at my mother. She was standing in the doorway, looking murderous. I sighed, "I'll be late mum, don't wait up." With that said I all but ran to my car. I knew I shouldn't be driving in the state I was in, but then why the fuck did I care.

I was extremely pissed of with Renee. Dammit, she was so childish sometimes, why couldn't she just grow up. Renee was a single parent; when my dad, Charlie couldn't put up with anymore of her crap he left me here to do it instead. I eyed my Guess watch; we were rich that much was for sure. Renee was a fashion designer, her designs sold for almost a million dollars each. Personally I thought they were shit and wouldn't be caught dead in one of them but that was just me.

Charlie was a well know layer and often sent me several paychecks. I slowly started the car and pulled out my iPhone from my Prada bag. Shit, shit, shit there was only 10% battery left. I fished around in glove box for a charger. Finally one thing had gone right today. I shoved the charger in the cigarette lighter space and clipped my phone on the charger. I started driving to the nearest beach. In Florida a beach wasn't that hard to find.

After five minutes of driving I pulled my phone out of the charger. I was impatient, so what. I quickly touched Jacob's name and sent it into dial. After six rings, I was about to hang up when I heard a siren behind me.

Great just great, could this day get any worse. A huge man stepped out of the police car. He was very tall and had a well-defined six-pack. He had short curly hair and piercing blue eyes. He was smiling at me brightly, and I could see that he had dimples on his cheeks. In his hands he was holding a small ticket book. "Fantastic," I muttered under my breath, groaning. I rolled down my window as he approached the car.

"Excuse me miss, are you aware that talking on the phone and driving at the same time are not permitted?"

"Yep," I replied with maybe a little too much attitude.

"So?" He asked.

"So…" I prompted him.

"So, why did you do it?" He asked.

"Because I felt like it," I said, my anger starting to flare up again.

He laughed a little before stating, "This is gonna cost you."

"Whatever," I replied rolling my eyes. He handed me the ticket and I glanced briefly at the amount. I pulled out my matching Prada wallet from my Prada bag and shoved the money in his waiting hands.

"Great," he exclaimed smiling again. "Have a nice day, and try not to do it again," he said sternly.

"Sure," I said to him smiling back and just as I was about to drive off I glanced at his nametag – Emmet Cullen, hmmm. As soon as I was far away I rolled down my window and grabbed my phone. I was just about to call Jacob again when I thought, screw that and I through my phone down on the seat beside me.

I reached the beach soon enough and I started to find parking. I found a nice one close to the entrance and drove my car into the small space. The angle was wrong so I quickly backed out to reposition my car, when I heard a smashing sound. What the fuck, I whipped my head back and I realized that the smashing sound had come from my car. I had hit someone else's car when I was backing out without looking. I was wrong before; this day had just gotten worse.

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A/N: Hope you all like it, I know it was short but I didn't know if I should continue or not. Please Review and leave your love, so I know you like. Remember the more you review the quicker I will post the next chapter up!