A/N: Many thanks go out to the following: My beta Bridget. Forever_Liz who gave me the original concept and let me run with it. And finally, to Miztrezboo's parents who made this all possible. No, really, I was asked to participate in a dealio for Miztrezboo's birthday. Otherwise, I would have never asked Forever_Liz for an idea for what was supposed to have been a 1,000 word drabble which is going to end up as a five chapter mini fic.
THE BEAUTY, THE GEEK, AND THE DANSEUR
Edward the Geek has had a crush on Bella for two years so Emmett bets him to finally ask her out. Bella sets Emo Alice up with her ex. Emmett meets his match somewhere unexpected. Was it meant to be? Or did someone give them a push in the right direction?
Rated M for language.
Chapter 1: Turning the Tables on Emmett
"Today is the day, little brother." The irritating voice jogged up along side of me as I made my way to the cafeteria. "Today is the deadline."
"Stop reminding me, asshole."
"Today is the day you ask Bella out or you automatically have to shave your head," he said, recalling to me the terms of our bet that had my stomach in a knot for a week now.
"Emmett, unlike you, I have more than a two second memory and have certainly remembered our little bet," I said. "In fact, I've had nightmares over it. I hope I don't throw up on Bella's shoes."
"Make Bella Swan yours, you little bitch geek." He stopped in the hallway and put me in a head lock, ruffling my hair with his gigantic hand.
"Let me go, asshole!" I struggled to free myself, but Emmett was much stronger, not to mention taller and bigger, than me. Instead of wasting my energy fruitlessly fighting him, my fingers found a spot on his side that made him sound like that stupid "Tickle Me Elmo" toy. Wiggling at my touch, he released me and stopped laughing as I straightened my glasses.
"Man, don't tickle me in school, that ain't cool!" he said, scanning the hallway for any of his friends but finding none. We both picked up our dropped paper-bagged lunches. "Then again, you with a shaved head ain't gonna be cool either. I don't think you can really rock that look."
"Oh, screw you," I said. "I don't think you're going to rock a pink tutu or leotard."
"I ain't worried." He blew me off with a wave of his hand. "If you actually get the courage to ask Bella out, in all likelihood she's going to say no. Did you see the last guy she went out with? Jasper Whitlock? You, dear brother, are no Jasper fuckin' Whitlock."
"Yeah, well, he ain't no Edward mother fuckin' Cullen, either."
Emmett started laughing. "Oh ho ho, talkin' big there! Did you finally get some courage, cowardly lion?"
"Maybe," I said. "But I don't think you've found a brain yet, scarecrow!" He reached out for me, probably to place me in another head lock, but I ducked out of the way and escaped his heavy handed grasp. I stopped in the door way to the cafeteria, and my eyes landed on Bella. Usually she was surrounded by her friends, some of the top echelon of Forks High, but today she was alone.
"Where's the rest of her crew?" Emmett asked. "She's always surrounded!"
"Does that make you nervous, big guy?" This was a huge advantage for me!
"Pft, as if. Like she's going to say yes to you." He may have claimed not to be nervous, but the tone of his voice and the look on his face spoke volumes. I had to be careful and make sure he didn't try to interfere with my plans.
Taking another look at the woman of my dreams, I took a deep breath and released it before turning back to my brother. "Okay, as per our agreement, no sabotage."
"Yeah, yeah." The look on his face didn't convince me he wouldn't sink to undermining my intentions. "No sabotage."
"I mean it!" I said. "That was part of our agreement."
"I know, I know!" Emmett rolled his eyes at me. "The clock is ticking, geek boy."
I took another calming breath and found myself walking forward, towards Bella—my crush of the last two years. Reaching her table, I stopped and cleared my throat.
She looked up at me from her salad and smiled. "Hi, Edward, can I help you with something?"
"We noticed that you were sitting by yourself today," I tried to sound confident and not like the lame idiot I was feeling inside. "We wondered if you wanted some company."
"We?" she asked, slightly confused. "Who's the giant?" Bella nodded in Emmett's direction and I tried not to laugh. Unlike me, Emmett was well known and hung with the cool crowd in school.
"This is my brother, Emmett." I elbowed him, and he turned his head in her direction. "Emmett, this is Bella. We have Chemistry together."
"Yo, Bella, how you doin'?"
Inwardly, I cringed at his greeting. "Don't mind Em, he's a tad retarded and hasn't learned how to speak in full, complete sentences yet."
"Oh, I see!" Bella said. "It is your responsibility to see that he gets lunch every day?"
"Something like that." I told her, faced Emmett's direction, and then spoke slowly. "Emmett, be a good boy and sit down."
Emmett reached out and smacked me in the back of the head. "I'm not retarded, damn it!"
"Aw, he's so cute!" Bella gushed.
Emmett crossed his arms over his chest. "Oh, I am much more than cute, little lady."
"Does your mommy tell you that you're her handsome man?" she asked. "Yes, you are!"
I took a seat next to Bella while Emmett sat across from us and flashed me an evil glare. "Where's everybody?" I asked. "Your table is usually full."
"You don't know what today is supposed to be?" Clueless, I shook my head at her question. "Today was deemed Senior Skip Day, so all my friends decided to head to Port Angeles for a little road trip."
"Why didn't you go with them?" Emmett asked, his mouth full of food.
"It's too close to the end of the year," Bella explained. "Too close to exams. I could've missed something important today if I had gone off to Port Angeles."
"We have a huge test in Chemistry today." Personally, I was not looking forward to the test at all. It was going to be tough. "That would have been kind of disastrous for you to miss."
"I know!" Bella took a bite of her apple. "They all made fun of me since I didn't want to miss school."
"Good Lord, you're both geeks." Emmett mumbled and leaned his head against the table.
Bella winked at me before reaching out and patting the top of Emmett's head. "It's okay, you rest now. Your head probably hurts from all the thinking you've been doing."
"Bella, please stop petting me!" Emmett growled. He reached around, grabbed her hand, and removed it before raising his head off the table. "Contrary to popular belief, I am not an idiot."
I laughed at the scene playing out before me. "I'm going to get a drink." Emmett announced abruptly and rushed off to the lunch line. As usual, he cut the entire line, grabbed a drink, and shoved the money at one of the two cashiers, Cass or Shannon, and didn't bother to wait for his change.
"This is working out better than I had hoped," I said as I watched Emmett be stopped by one of his friends. "Thanks for helping me out."
I felt Bella's hand touch my knee under the table and a nest of butterflies felt like it had been released in my chest. "You're very welcome."
I placed my hand over Bella's and enjoyed the feeling of touching her. I wanted to take her into my arms and hold her, but I knew that would be crossing the line. "Are you sure you don't want to be an actress?"
"No desire to be an actress at all." Turning to her, I saw that her gaze was transfixed on me as her fingers squeezed my knee. Her eyes briefly shifted to another location before returning to me and releasing her grasp on my knee. "He's on his way back."
The loss of contact was disheartening but needed if we were going to pull this off. "So, what were your friends going to do in Port Angeles that was so important?" I asked as Emmett reclaimed his seat across from us.
"The same ol' things they could do on the weekend," she said. "You know, go to the mall, window shop, have lunch, and go to the movies. I haven't been to the movies in a while."
I was getting increasingly nervous at Emmett's silence. Curious, I tried to catch a glimpse of his expression without moving my head. He was actually sitting there staring at the two of us with his sandwich frozen in his hand. "Me neither, it's been like, eons." Emmett started coughing, but we both ignored him. "Would you maybe like to go sometime?" I asked. Emmett's coughing fit got louder and I kicked him under the table.
"You mean, like as in a date?" Bella asked. How I wished this was real and not some act for Emmett. Speaking of my brother, he was practically on the floor feigning choking and we continued to ignore him. Because we weren't paying him any attention, no one else bothered to either.
It took all the courage I had to utter the following words. "Sure, if you'd like it to be. Would you like to go on a date with me?"
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Emmett's now non-coughing head popped up over the top of the table. All the years that he had embarrassed and picked on me were finally going to bite him in the ass. Revenge was going to be so sweet.
Bella nodded in understanding. "Yes, Edward, I think I'd enjoy going on a date with you."
"Would Saturday be okay with you?" I asked nervously. Even though this was one big fake charade, I wanted to play it out right and not screw anything up. "In my opinion, Friday night would be too rushed going after school."
"I couldn't agree more!" she said a little too enthusiastically. "We could take our time on Saturday. I'd like to get to know you more. I know who you are and we've been lab partners in Chemistry, but I don't know the real Edward Cullen."
"Sounds like a plan then." We continued with our conversation, egging Emmett on in the process. He finally got up off the floor and banged his head against the surface of the table before staring at us and slapping his hands down.
"This is like, against the laws of Geekdom or some shit." He practically cried the words. "You're hot. You can't date him!" He pointed at me sharply.
I felt Bella's fingers against my face as she turned my head toward her direction and spoke her speech for Emmett, but her eyes were trained on me the entire time. "Edward is a very nice guy who is intelligent and articulate. He's also quite hot and a well-mannered gentleman. Why can't I date him?"
I'm hot? Damn, she's a fabulous actress!
"You can't do this, Bella! He's not one of us! He's not popular!" Emmett pounded a fist against the table.
We had agreed to no sabotage. I kicked him under the table again. "You're out of line, Em. Remember?"
Emmett shifted so I couldn't reach out and kick him anymore. "Bella, are you feeling ill or something?"
I knew she wasn't ill, but I was starting to become downright hot and bothered. She was still touching me; her left hand was now cupping my cheek, forcing me to look at her.
"I'm not ill, Emmett, in fact, I'm feeling pretty damn good right about now," Bella smiled at me, and I felt dizzy and woozy. She continued to address Emmett while staring directly at me. "I like Edward. Deal with it."
My heart did flip flops in my chest, and I didn't know how I was going to cope. Bella moved nearer to me, and I felt her hand urge me closer toward her. She bit her lip for a moment as she angled her head and closed the short distance between us. Bella pressed her lips against mine and kissed me as her fingers caressed my cheek. Under the table, her other hand reached out and found mine. I squeezed it gently, as a sign of thanks, but she interpreted the gesture differently and deepened our kiss, opening her mouth and darting her tongue into mine.
Oh, Jesus Christ, Bella Swan was tongue kissing me in the Forks High cafeteria! I prayed that I would never wake up from this wonderful, fabulous, stupendous, delightful dream. Her lips were so soft and she tasted like the apple she had eaten earlier. Bella's hand slowly moved from my cheek, down my neck, and curled into my hair. Something that could only be described as an electrical charge started at my neck where Bella's hand rested and spread throughout me.
This was not a part of the plan.
"I am going to be so ill!" Emmett's voice cut through my dream, and I pulled away to see Bella sitting in front of me. Her hand fell from my cheek and onto my lap, caressing my hand with hers.
No, this wasn't a dream. Bella Swan did just tongue kiss me in the cafeteria.
On Wednesday, when I had talked to Bella and asked for her help, I hadn't quite expected for her to kiss me today. That was the farthest thing from my mind. The most I expected was payback for all the years Emmett had teased me. Emmett wasn't a horrible brother, but he could be an asshole when he felt like it. He picked on me over my geekiness, but if someone else had done the same thing, he would have popped 'em one.
When I walked into the library Wednesday afternoon after school for a tutoring session, Bella was at a nearby computer typing away. I sat and waited… and waited for a tutorial appointment that never showed. It was beyond annoying that my fellow classmates would ask for help but wouldn't show up for their scheduled appointment. I would need to tell the tutoring coordinator—and my best friend Angie—that the last minute appointment was a waste of my time. Angie had been in such a rush, I hadn't even gotten the student's name that needed help. Bella and I were the only two in the library besides the librarian, and I knew she didn't need help with Chemistry. She was my lab partner in AP Chem and to be honest, she was slightly better at the subject than I was.
Glancing at my watch again, I decided I would leave in two minutes if my appointment didn't show. I had a feeling they wouldn't, so I put my books in my bag and waited. Staring at the clock, my view was interrupted by Bella's angelic face.
"Hi, Edward." In a surprising turn of events, Bella sat down next to me. "Was someone a no show?"
"Yeah," I said. "They've got two minutes and then I'm out of here."
While Bella and I had known each other for years, we weren't exactly what you'd call friends. We ran with different crowds. Bella was pretty and popular. I was, for lack of a better phrase, a geek. I didn't walk around with a pocket protector and taped glasses like the geeks of old, but my grades were important to me and I was smart, although I tried not to flaunt it. Bella was more in my brother's league. He was popular too, and the two of them often ended up at the same parties—at least that's what Emmett had told me. Sometimes Emmett would try to break me out of my shell and urge me to crash a party with him, but I usually refused. Getting drunk at some strangers house and having to haul my brother's ass home was not my idea of fun.
"I love your t-shirt." she said, pointing to me. Glancing down at it, I remembered what I had worn this morning. It was orange and in black lettering across the chest it proclaimed, "My hard disk is bigger than yours." "I don't have a hard disk, so yours is most definitely bigger than mine," she said with a wink. "Although I know the hard disk in my computer at home is most definitely smaller because my computer is a piece of crap."
We ended up talking about computers and before I knew it, twenty minutes had passed. In those twenty minutes, I had felt so at ease with Bella. Whenever I saw her in Chemistry I was nervous and bumbling, trying to retain any amount of coolness I might have attained. I walked with her to the parking lot and we stood outside her truck, talking some more.
"Bella, I know we're not exactly friends, but I wanted to talk to you about something." My gaze was nervously trained to the ground. "See, I have this stupid bet with Emmett. Would you, um… would you fake going out on a date with me so I don't have to shave my head?"
"Fake going out on a date with you?"
Oh, great, this had been one huge mistake. I could tell by the tone of her voice. She was more than a little turned off by the thought of even faking a date with me. "Um, sorry, never mind, it was stupid." I stepped back from her, ready to run to my car when I really wanted to dig a hole and bury myself in it. "I'm going to be so damn bald soon."
"No, wait, Edward, would you please explain a little bit more?" She stepped toward me, and I stopped backing up.
"Bella, I've had a crush on you for the last two years." When the words flew out of my mouth, a weight had been released from my chest. I had expected her to laugh, but she didn't. I was glad she didn't laugh at me because that confirmed that she was a good person. Rambling on some more, I explained how two weeks prior, I had made a stupid bet with Emmett. I was going to man up and ask Bella out. If she said no, then I'd have to shave my head. On some off chance that Bella actually said yes, Emmett would have to take a minimum of five ballet lessons.
Why ballet lessons? Personally, I thought it'd be funny as hell to see my hulk of a brother in a leotard. Maybe it'd give some humanity toward others.
"Emmett can be a jackass to you sometimes," she said. "So I'm in. If you get to see him in a tutu, you better take an incriminating photo so I can see it too! Let's get him back for picking on you all the time."
"What? You'll pretend that you'll go out on a date with me?" I felt the need to double check that we were talking about the same thing. "Won't you ruin your reputation?"
"Reputation?" Bella laughed. "I don't care." Bella went on to tell me about how she felt about most of her so-called friends. They were shallow and self serving, ready to drop someone at the drop of a hat for no reason. "Maybe I need my reputation ruined so I can get rid of them."
I had heard that the following day was going to be celebrated as Senior Skip day by many students. With our big Chemistry test that afternoon, I was not skipping out. As much of an asshole Emmett could be, I knew he wouldn't skip because tomorrow was the deadline and he'd want to be there to witness my major embarrassment.
"You and Emmett aren't twins, right?" Bella asked.
"Hell no!" I said, holding back laughter. "That's like that movie with Arnold Schwarzenegger and Danny DeVito as twins. Emmett was held back in kindergarten."
Bella started giggling. "Sorry, I just find that highly entertaining for some reason."
"I razz him about it all the time."
We continued talking and set forth our plan. Since all Bella's friends were going to be out of school tomorrow, I'd approach her at lunch. It'd be the only time that Emmett would be able to actually see Bella agree to a date with me. We were going to basically wing the rest of it, but the important part was that I was going to ask Bella out and she'd say "yes" in front of Emmett.
But this kiss, it wasn't planned. I didn't ask Bella to kiss me to prove that she had said yes. I would have never asked her to kiss me in school in front of everyone. I would have never embarrassed her that way, but here we were, in the middle of the cafeteria and she was kissing me. My lips parted from Bella's, and I immediately felt the loss of contact. Opening my eyes, I forced myself to close my mouth, but I couldn't help but stare at Bella. She had the biggest smile on her face and I wanted to remember that look and the feeling I was experiencing at that very moment for the rest of my life. Kissing me was sure to ruin her reputation and maybe ruin some small part of her life, but I wanted to have every detailed engraved in my mind. She left her hand in mine and I continued to hold it, relishing the feeling of her skin against mine.
Emmett climbed up off of the floor and sat down. "I think I need to go to the nurse's office and lay down."
"Feigning sickness, ballet boy?"
"I'm going to need proof that your date actually happened!" he said, pounding a fist on the table. "Proof, bro!"
He got up from the table and left in a huff. "I love it when he sulks."
While my gaze was trained on my brother's retreating form, Bella was still staring at me. "Okay, he's gone, you can stop pretending now." I opened my palm so Bella could be free of me, but she didn't move away. Her hand was still clasped in mine.
Bella leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "Edward, you asked me out, I fully expect for you to take me on a date."
"Emmett isn't here—"
"I know," she said, placing her lips against my neck. The hair on the back of my neck felt like it was standing up as a silent salute to her. "I meant what I said, Edward. I like you." My heart was beating so rapidly, I thought I was going to have a heart attack. She finally turned away from me and gathered her things. Standing up, she grinned at me. "I'll give you my number in Chemistry later so you can call me. I need to know what time to be ready on Saturday."
She turned and walked away from me. I watched her because I was so used to only being able to watch Bella. I… this… wow!
Oh, my God! I had a date with Bella Swan! More importantly, I had a real date with Bella Swan!
A/N: If you've read my stuff by now, you know I'm a comment whore. I beyond love 'em. They make me smile and right now I'm depressed and could use some smiling.