Disclaimer - I own nothing Twilight related.

A/N - This story is rated M for a big reason (cussing, sexual stuff, teen pregnancy, some drug and alcohol use are also mentioned, and more foul language). As you know from the summary Bella does get prego so just so you know there are discussions about all of her options so if the topics and various opinions of abortion or adoption are something you don't want to hear about you have been warned. (Bella is not the one that does drugs or drinks so I didn't want anyone to worry about that).

This is planned to be a shorter story, but if it turns out that I'm apologizing in the chapter 50 author notes…I wouldn't be surprised, lol.

Chapter 1

The Bet


I stood on the sidelines with Mike Newton and listened to him drone on and on about all of the girls he was banging. Whatever, I'm a firm believer in quality and not quantity and judging from this conversation Mike is not.

"Whatever dude, I could get any girl I want, but the thing is I don't want all of them. One good one is enough for me." or a couple of good ones as it happened to be from time to time, but that's beside the point. I was never exclusive with anyone because I knew I would cheat and I would never do that…

"Yeah, keep dreaming you can't get any girl you want. Just because you're the quarterback and that shit seems to get the girls wet doesn't mean you could get anyone."

"Pu-lease Mikey, being quarterback has nothing to do with it. There's many other reasons the girls get all hot and bothered for me" I said with a wink.

"Oh yeah, you care to make a wager on that?"

"What do you have in mind?"

"I pick the girl and I bet you a $1,000 you can't hit it by the end of next week." I was a little wary on the fact that he'd be picking the girl I mean sure big girls need lovin' too but I'm not exactly the cattle rancher for the job. The money didn't matter, I had plenty of that and Mike did too. We were what some would consider blessed to be born into successful families, but I really doubted the blessed part, for myself anyway.

"No mayor of Cowtown and make that double if I can seal the deal by tonight."

"Aw Eddie, have a little faith I have no intention to trick you with Shamu, but if you want to up the ante so much than I'm gonna have to ask for proof."

"Whatever queerbate, but don't ask me to videotape the shit or anything. I have no desire to show you my junk."

"Asshole, despite what you think in that over inflated head of your's everyone isn't out for your junk and I was going to say panties."

"Yeah fine, name the bitch and write out the check motherfucker. Oh, and that was just a figure of speech, I only accept cash."

"Don't get ahead of yourself and her" he pointed to the bleachers and my head turned so fast I thought I had given myself whiplash.

"Who?" I said squinting trying to follow his finger to the right girl when the stands were fucking packed. It was homecoming and the majority of the fucking school was sitting up there. He put his big sweaty, nasty hands on my cheeks moving my face over and said 'her".

"No way, pick someone else." He just stared at me in disbelief. "No fucking way Newton pick someone else." I said in almost a growl.

"Hold on there hot stuff, I thought you said you could get anyone? Just because I picked the one girl you can't get doesn't mean you get to back out like a pussy."

"No, it's not that I can't get her, it's that I can. She's innocent, a virgin or some shit and I don't plan on fucking with the police chief's daughter and getting shot."

"Dude, you can either get any girl or you can't and don't let that innocent demeanor fool you for one minute. That bitch is probably looser than skanky Stanley. I've seen her in La Push, she hangs out with all those huge rez guys and is probably wore the fuck out like dead fuck Lauren. "

I don't know why, but hearing Mike talk about her like that made me want to punch him in the face, not that Mike didn't have that effect on people, but still I never defended anyone but myself and here I stood with my fists clenched and my teeth gritting together.

"Fine, deal." I said shaking his hand and watching the huge smile spread across his cocky face. I was going to so enjoy taking his fucking money.

"Hey, you little girls want to play some football or are you gonna stand around and hold hands all night!" The coach screamed in our faces.

"Yes coach!" We ran out to our spots in the field and got ready to play the biggest game of the season.


When the game was over, and we of course won, I was making my way towards the gate and my car so I could stop at home before the dance. The other guys were in the locker room showering, but I preferred to take a shower in the comfort of my own big ass bathroom where I could stand in my equally big ass closet and pick out one of my hot as fuck outfits. Yeah, I admit that's shit is kind of girly, but I'll be damned if I didn't look good.

'Fuck me' I thought when I saw her standing by the bleachers looking lost and scared like a little fucking child. I knew I shouldn't have agreed to that stupid bet. I would have completely forgotten about it after the kick ass game I just played if she wasn't standing right in front of me looking like she was getting ready to cry for her mommy and shit.

"Hey, Isabella are you looking for someone?"

"Oh, hi Edward. Um yeah, I came with my friend Jacob, but the last time I saw him he was talking to Lauren and I think they left me."

"Yeah, well knowing her they probably did." she furrowed her brow at me and then walked away. She didn't say one other word just walked the fuck away. I was baffled I never had a girl do something short of hanging on my ankle and beg me not to walk away as I dragged them along. Well, not exactly but you get the point.

"Hey Isabella wait!" She turned around with a dirty look on her face and I about pinched myself to see if I was dreaming.

"Actually, it's Bella and is there something I can help you with because I need to get home?" she was standing there with her hand on her hip, tapping her foot in the gravel, and looking at me like I was an asshole for wasting her precious time. I knew I was an asshole, but I never got that look from anyone and I think it was turning me on or maybe that was just from looking at her. She had on a jean skirt that wasn't long, but wasn't hooker short either it showed off the goods just enough to get a motherfucker's attention and her shirt was a dark green with buttons down the neck showing off the lace of a brown tank top underneath, and a brown head band held her long brown hair out of her face. The rich mahogany colored hair went down to her waist and was slightly curled and it danced around her thin frame in the breeze.

"How are you getting home Bella?" I said with a big smile really trying to turn on the charm.

"On my broom stick. How do you think I'm getting there? I told you my friend left me, I'm walking."

Sarcasm, avoidance, and pure just blowing me off (and definitely not in a good way) I was utterly turned on by this girl.

"Listen, it's dark and it really wouldn't be out of my way to take you home."

"No thanks"

"What do you mean no thanks? It's dark outside." I was almost breathless I was so confused. I couldn't even come up with a better reason than it being fucking dark out. I just wanted to smack myself in the head.

" I mean No. Thank. You. And yes it's dark, that happens at night, but funny thing I can still find my way home unlike some of the stupid bimbo's you associate with and even if I couldn't I'd still take my chances in a town of 327 where my father is patrolling in his police car as we speak." She turned around quickly making her hair flip in a sex hot, sassy kind of way and she started walking away again.

Shit maybe Mike was right, maybe this was the one girl I couldn't get and for some reason that made me want her so fucking bad.

"Look, I'm sorry I was just trying to be nice, but if you'd rather walk than have at it. Be safe, Bella." I turned to walk to my car and started counting 1-2-3-4-5-

"Wait Edward! I'm sorry, I'm just so mad at Jake for doing this shit to me…again. I really shouldn't have taken it out on you." Boo-ya baby that's called reverse fucking psychology. I almost high fived myself right then and there.

"Do you want a ride home or do you want to go back and check to see if he came back?"

"Um, I guess we could check. I mean he might be looking for me."

"Yeah, let me put this stuff in my trunk and I'll look with you and if we don't find him I'll drive you home"


We were walking back to the football field when Bella walked right under the light coming from one of the huge lights. Here pale skin looked like it glowed and the way the soft curls fell around her face made her look like an angel. She looked up at me and her dark brown eyes made everything I said come to life. She looked like an innocent little deer and that would make me a big fucking wolf or coyote or some shit. She smiled at me and I drug my hand through my sweat soaked hair and smiled back nervously. What the fuck was I doing? Edward Cullen doesn't get nervous by girls or think they look like angels, this girl was going to be the death of me for sure.

"I don't see him anywhere. They're probably doin' it in the car or something." she let out a big sigh and let her head hang down. I had to fight the urge to fucking hug her and tell her it was going to be ok. The more I looked at her the more I was baffled. I really couldn't tell if this girl was truly innocent or just pure evil in disguise casting some voodoo spell on me, making me feel things I've never felt before.

"Maybe they're under the bleachers." I added seriously, but then scolded myself because I really did want to drive her home just to have her in my car and have her talk some more. I wasn't even thinking about the stupid bet anymore. I was completely enthralled with figuring out the mysteries of this girl.

We walked almost the entire length of the home set of bleachers. She was slightly in front of me and I was very much enjoying the view when all of a sudden she turned around and ran right into me.

I caught her in my arms, her hands pressed against my chest, and she looked up at me with her wide doe eyes staring straight at the coyote.

I wasn't even thinking and leaned down to press my lips against hers. She returned the kiss with her mouth moving slowly to match mine, but then speeding up. Her hands moved up from my chest to my hair. Our passionate kiss was escalating fast. I brought my hands from her back to her face and cupped it gently as my tongue met hers inside her mouth. She tasted so good like candy or something.

Behind her was a cement post that supported one of the beams to the bleachers. I lifted her up and sat her on it without breaking our kiss. My kisses drifted from her lips to her neck as my hands slowly went up the front of her shirt.

I had done this a million times, but I actually felt nervous like she might swat my hand away or knee me in the junk at any given second and it was nothing short of exhilarating.

I undid her bra and let my hands cup her breasts. They weren't huge like Tanya's that would probably touch her knees before she graduated college, but she was far from flat chested - she was perfect.

I gently rubbed her tits while I was still kissing her neck and I heard a soft moan escape her mouth that nearly made me cum right in my fucking pants.

I pulled her skirt up enough to where I could push up against her and show her how hard she had gotten me. She met my cock eagerly and rubbed right back. I undid my pants just enough and then pulled her white underwear off and stuck them in my pocket and that's when I remembered.

"Bella, we should stop. We don't have to do this."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean -" She looked like I had just killed a puppy in front of her and I hated it. Something about when she looked sad that made me want to do anything for it to go away. She took in a ragged breath and looked down away from my eyes as if she was ashamed. I put my finger under her chin and lifted her head so I could look right into her eyes.

"Bella, I want nothing more than to do this, but it doesn't have to be like this. We don't have to do this at all."

Her lips crashed into mine and she said "I want to. I want you so bad." right into my mouth. There's was no going back now, that was so fucking hot my dick almost exploded.

I tried to be gentle and slow, but for Christ's sakes we were under the fucking bleachers and her ass was on a piece of cement, not exactly the epitome of comfort.

When we finished I kissed her one more time full of passion. I never wanted to forget the way this girl tasted. I latched her bra and helped her off of the post and then kissed the top of her head.

I didn't know exactly what to do so I grabbed her hand and held it in mine as we walked slowly back to my car. I knew she was sore and I didn't want to rush her. I had been right all along, big surprise, that girl was definitely a virgin, with a big fat emphasis on the was.

We walked in silence and I didn't really know what to say "Hey thanks for your v-card maybe I'll buy you something with the $2,000 you just made me." I hated that bet in this moment, but more than that I hated myself. I liked this girl, I mean really liked her not just could put up with her to get laid like I did with other girls, but I knew it would never work out. We would always have this bet thing hanging over our heads or maybe that was my excuse because this fallen angel scared the fucking shit out of me.

We had gotten back to the parking lot and I knew I had to say something.

"Bella, I just wanted to tell you -"

"Bella! Bella! Oh my god, I've been looking all over for you!"

She dropped my hand like a bad habit and I got a really dirty look on my face.

"Jake, where the hell have you been!?"

"Bella you knew where the hell I was going, I left with that hooker Laurie or whatever. I'm sorry."

He got a really sad look on his face, fake and cheesy as hell, and wrapped her in his arms and kissed her on the head where I just had. I had to fight the urge to punch the fucker right in the face. Apparently this girl made me want to do that to guys a lot.

"I was all by myself Jake. If I wasn't lucky enough to have Edward offer to help me I would've been walking the dark streets alone." She emphasized the word lucky like I wasn't a piece of shit predator that just took advantage of the sweetest girl I've ever met. Wait a fucking minute did I just say sweet? I need a shower and a stiff drink really fucking bad.

Anyway, a moment ago it was 'duh it's dark at night time ' and 'my daddy's the police' and 'there's only 300 people in this town' and now it was all dark mean streets and shit. She was clearly trying to guilt trip this fool and he was so falling for it.

"Aw, my beautiful Bells if you weren't such a prude I would never leave your side."

Her face turned beet red and she smacked him on the arm which wasn't good enough at all. It was taking every last bit of restraint I had to not break this fucker's nose.

"Well Bella, I better be getting home. I'm glad you found your friend." I was the exact opposite of glad and I was actually quite pissed that he still had his arm around her. I wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch her or kiss her or something, but I didn't think she wanted me to.

"Goodnight Edward, thank you." She said it so sweetly and genuine that I only felt like more of an ass. I managed one really fake ass smile and turned around to walk to my car. I walked slowly kicking rocks on the way and I turned around to look at her one last time.

Jake still had his arm around her and her head was leaning against him. I didn't understand it, but at the given moment I didn't understand a lot of shit.

A/N - So, there's the first chapter. I have big things planned for our favorite duo (well, at least they're my fave duo). Let me know what you think!

Next chapter is the homecoming dance, but I don't know if Bella will be there or not. What do you want to see?

Reviews are better than banging Edward under the bleachers…yeah not really.