Oops, I did it again! :)) This has stuck with me for a while and I have to share it with you. It's my first slash so please be gentle. I wanted it to be something light and smutty, but in the end, it ended up having a plot. I'm still figuring out as I go.
Many thanks to my beta: Evilnat. You can find on Facebook on my account (Cherry Bella) the banner for this story.
Oh, and as always, Stephenie has it all.
Warning: If you don't like reading slash, stop right here.
There was a knock on the door of my new room. I didn't move from my spot on the bed.
"Dinner!" Dad said loudly, knocking again.
My stomach growled. Fuck you, traitor. "Okay!" I shouted, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed.
I opened the door and found Dad watching me worried.
"I'm fine," I groaned. "I just hate it here. I hate everything about this town."
"Edward, it was-"
"A bargain! A new start. A new job. I know," I hissed, storming past him down the stairs.
"Sweetie, you'll see that it will be okay. This is not Chicago."
"Of course this isn't fucking Chicago!" I snapped at Mom. "I can tell that!" I spat, plopping down on a chair.
She stopped trying to make me see why this would be a nice change. Dad came downstairs with Bella and as always, I seemed to just…forget about why I hated moving here. I knew why we had to move. She was too little to understand. She didn't care. She went along with everything they said. I should probably take a hint and do it too.
Bella sat next to me, putting a napkin on her lap like she had seen in those silly movies she watched with me. Mom would kill me if she knew I showed her what she called adult movies. If Pride and Prejudice was an adult movie then what would she call a porn?
I shook my head and chuckled at my thoughts.
"We're going to see our new work places tomorrow," Mom started as she sat down after putting food on our plates. Translation: We're going to start our jobs tomorrow.
"Okay," I mumbled.
"You can take Bella on a tour of the town," Dad suggested.
"That would be done in half an hour if we're lucky."
"Edward," Dad snapped, his palm hitting the table. "Can you try and put on a happy face? For your sister at least."
I glanced at Bella and nodded. "We can see the kindergarten," I mumbled.
"That's a very good idea."
I rolled my eyes at Mom. I'd be the one taking care of Bella anyway. They'd be busy with their fucking jobs again. Just like in Chicago. No change. At least, here they'd be able to pay for stuff. Life in the big Windy City had become hell what with the crisis, and when I had off-handedly said I could get a job… they both started telling me that my priority was school.
Next morning I woke up to little hands on my chest, shaking me awake.
"Edward!" she whined. As much as I loved her she was way too an early bird for me.
"Wha', Bella?" I moaned, cracking an eye open.
"Hungry." She was straddling my lap, grinning at me. Like always.
Try as I might, she wouldn't listen that it wasn't nice to sit on my lap in the morning. Stubborn kid.
I moved her to my chest, hugging her. "Let's sleep for another hour," I whispered, already closing my eyes.
"No! You promised to take me to kindergarten."
"I did? I don't remember," I lied, mentally kicking myself.
"You don't play fair."
An hour later I was dressed, we had eaten and were in my car on the way to her kindergarten. The red building was close to my high school. That worked for me. I could pick her up when classes let out.
"Do you want to go inside?" I asked, as I turned to the backseat.
"Yeah!" She nodded, already taking her seatbelt off.
I opened the door, got out then helped her out. As I made my way to the entrance I wondered if it was open on a Saturday.
Trying the door handle, it opened and we slipped inside. Bella took my hand, cowering in my leg. I found the office and knocked on the door before poking my head inside.
"Hello," the lady inside greeted me, smiling. "How can I help you?"
I stepped inside, pulling Bella after me. "Hello. Just showing her around, she's starting on Monday," I explained, nodding to my baby sister.
The woman's eyes widened and she rushed to my side. "Oh, she's precious! How old is she? And…can I ask for a name?"
I wanted to slap myself. Name. I forgot about it. I nudged Bella. "What do you say?"
"Hi," she mumbled, her little fingers wrapped around my legs since she couldn't cling to my skin tight jeans.
I chuckled. "This is Bella," I told the woman. "And I'm Edward Cullen."
"Suzanne," she said, shaking my hand. "The Cullens. We've been waiting for your arrival. The whole town is talking about you."
Figures. I rolled my eyes. "She's four," I added, remembering Suzanne had asked about Bella's age.
"Five," Bella grumbled.
"In two weeks," I told her, chuckling.
"Well, since you're here. Do you want to know her schedule?"
I shrugged and followed Suzanne to her desk. She told me about the eight to three program. It was perfect.
"Can she stay a few extra minutes if I happen to be late?" I squeezed Bella to my side.
"Sure she can. You can enroll her in the extra hours program if you can't pick her up on time."
"Oh, I may be like five minutes late if I'll ever be late. The high school is two minutes away," I told her.
"What about her mother?" Suzanne asked, her brow frowning.
That's when I realized she jumped on the wrong conclusion. Like everyone. I tried to suppress a wry smile. "Bella's my little sister."
Do the math people! Do I look like a dad? It was four years ago!
"Oh, I'm sorry," Suzanne whispered, blushing. "Your parents?"
"Yeah. What about them?" Suzanne blanched at my cold tone. I tried to soften my tone, adding, "They're busy. And besides, my high school is really close."
"I see. It's nice to see a teenager taking care of his younger sister."
I grinned. Yeah, I wasn't your average teenager.
After taking her colorful schedule, Bella skipped in front of me to the car.
"Let's go get my schedule," I said, laughing at her pout. "You can keep yours in your hands. Just don't lose it."
There was a small street, I was sure it wasn't busy, but still, I stopped Bella and grabbed her hand, crossing it and arriving in my high school's parking lot. Fabulous.
"Got to love small towns," I mumbled.
"It's nice here," Bella told me, looking up with her doe eyes.
"For you maybe."
I pulled the school door open and let her lead me inside. She had never been in a high school, so I allowed her to look around until I realized which way the office was.
"Bella!" I shouted down the empty hallway. "Come here."
She rushed to my side, and grabbed my hand. "Can I come here with you?"
"Nope. You won't like it, trust me." I led her to the office.
"But it's nice!"
"Now that it's empty, it's nice. You don't like loud noises and that's how it is when everyone is here." Or so I know from Chicago. For all I know this town is dead.
I knocked, going inside the office. The desk was empty but some papers and a plate that read Mrs. Cope. Oh, and a hand bell.
"Can I?" Bella asked eagerly.
I indulged her, feeling ridiculous for ringing a bell for the secretary to come. I picked her up in my arms and she giggled and pressed her palm to the bell.
Mrs. Cope appeared from an auxiliary room smiling brightly. "Good morning! How can I help you?"
Was everyone so cheerful in this town? Compensating for the horrid weather?
"Hello, my name is Edward Cullen," I explained, dropping Bella to the floor. I didn't get to say anything else.
"Oh, I have your schedule right here, Mr. Cullen. Welcome to Forks!"
"Thanks," I mumbled.
As she turned to search for my schedule, I looked around for Bella. It was too quiet. She had clambered on a chair and was bouncing her legs, smiling at me. I winked, turning to Mrs. Cope.
"She's adorable. Your sister?"
Finally! "Yeah," I answered, taking my schedule and campus map from her hand. I needed the map. God forbid getting lost.
We returned to my car and I decided to find an ice cream parlor. No such luck. Twenty minutes later, I parked in front of Thriftway, and we went inside to buy ice cream.
Stupid small town. And I had been wrong. It took me twenty – not thirty minutes to finish seeing it all.
"Do you want to go to the swings?" I asked as we left the store. I had seen a set of swings, a merry-go-round, slides and a rocker on our small tour.
"Yup," Bella said cheerfully, already eating her ice cream.
"Don't spill any ice cream in my car," I warned her, opening the back door.
Yeah sure. You said so last time and the other time and so on. Lucky they were leather seats.
Parking close to the playground only ten minutes later, made me lose my mind already. I hated this town. At least the swings were stable and I could sit in one of them while Bella sat on the other one, licking at her ice cream. I opened mine, rocking slowly.
"So you like it here?" I glanced at her.
"Yeah. Don't you?"
"Bella, don't you miss Chicago?"
"I never liked it. It was so loud," she complained.
I sighed, sagging in the swing, licking my ice cream. We were so different yet we had a special bond.
"Look! People!" she exclaimed, pointing to a boy my age who was carrying a girl around Bella's age.
I snorted. "That's exactly what I'm telling you. People!" I said sarcastically.
The boy stopped at the slide, putting the girl down. He glanced toward us, but didn't approach. He looked shorter than me by a few inches, with dirty blond hair and a nice leather jacket.
"Can we go?" Bella whispered.
"Eat your ice cream," I told her, not feeling like socializing.
I narrowed my eyes at her and she poked her tongue out, squirming in her seat.
"If you jump," I threatened her, "I'm taking you home and never bringing you here again."
She bit her lips, tears appearing in her eyes. Fuck. I knew how to make her cry.
"Don't mind him. My Jazzy is always saying that but he brings me here anyway. Oh, I'm Alice," the little girl from the slide was in front of us talking to Bella.
I snorted, choking on my ice cream. She was very talkative for a little girl.
"I'm Bella." I was surprised to see Bella talking to a stranger on her own, before I made the first step.
"Alice!" the boy came to us, looking at me apologetically. "Sorry, she loves to run away."
"It's okay," I told him just as I saw Bella jumping out of the swing, from the corner of my eye. I was on my feet when she fell on her knees. "Jesus, do you ever listen?" I groaned, helping her up. Her knees were a little scraped, nothing she hadn't had before. I wiped her tears with my thumb. "Let's go."
"No!" She dug her heels in the ground.
"We're going to my car to grab some sanitizers then we're coming back."
I cringed. Please don't throw a tantrum, I begged silently.
"Umm, I could keep an eye on her," the boy offered.
"Thanks, but no thanks," I muttered. "Bella, you listen to me or we're going home."
"I wanna stay here!"
"Fuck." I ran a hand through my hair.
"Will you accept this?" the blond boy asked, offering me a box of sanitizers.
I shrugged, taking the box from him and crouched next to Bella. "Stubborn little girl."
"You love me."
"That I do," I whispered, kissing her nose.
After I cleaned her knees she went off with little Alice. I was glad she was making new friends.
"Thanks," I mumbled and gave the boy his box back. "I'm Edward."
"Jasper," he told me. "And it's no problem. You the new guy?"
"What makes you think that?" I joked.
He chuckled, dropping onto a swing. I followed his lead and sat on the other swing, my eyes on Bella.
"Is she your sister?" he asked.
"Yeah. What about Alice?"
"You can say she's my kid considering I'm mostly alone with her."
I sighed heavily. Someone after my heart. Someone that would understand me. "I know all about that," I mumbled, digging my toe in the dirt.
"Is she in kindergarten?" Jasper asked quietly.
"Yeah, last year."
"Like Alice. They'll be friends."
I nodded. "So you're in high school?"
"Edward! Spin me!" Bella shouted.
"Sorry," I mumbled to Jasper, jumping from the swing and going to the merry-go-round. The girls were sitting on the bottom of the ride and I pushed it. Too slowly because they complained. I pushed them until they grew bored and wanted to go on the slide. I returned to the swing.
Jasper chuckled, and lounged in his seat. "You're really good with her."
He told me about high school and how everyone would be interested in my life for about a week then they'll let me live. The most exciting day in school had been last year when he had knocked a jar with a dead toad on Jessica. I laughed. If that had been the most exciting day, I didn't want to know how the most boring day looked like.
I told him about Chicago and how I missed everything about it. He admitted that his family had moved here when high school started, and that his was from Austin, Texas. I should have realized. He had a drawl in his tone.
It was easy to be with him. He understood me. He hated Forks, too.
"I'm hungry," Alice appeared in front of Jasper.
"Me too," Bella grinned up at me.
"Okay, let's go home then," I said, getting up.
"There's a small place just off the main street," Jasper told me.
I bit my lip. We usually didn't eat crap, but I liked his company. I thought about it.
Our parents weren't coming home until six in the evening if we were lucky.
"How about you come over? I have chicken Alfredo," I said.
"Yummy!" Alice giggled, jumping up and down.
"Are you sure?" Jasper asked, looking surprised.
"Oh, why not? My car is this way."
"We walked here," he said.
We spent the afternoon with them. I couldn't help but notice things about Jasper. He was so much like me it was scary. And I liked him. I never made friends quickly, but he was different, it was like I knew him all my life.
When they left, I put Bella down for her afternoon nap and went to my room, and finished unpacking. Maybe it wasn't so bad to be new. There were normal people in this stupid town.
At dinner I told my parents about our day and they're happy we're making friends.
Sunday was spent around the house, lazing around until early afternoon when Bella made me take her back to the swings. I couldn't say no. I wanted to see Jasper again.
That thought shocked me but I brushed it off. We swung for three hours and they never came.
I couldn't wait until morning. I was going to see him – the only normal person around here. He hadn't made a big deal of me being new.
You're so gay and you don't even like boys
No you don't even like
No you don't even like
No you don't even like boys
You're so gay and you don't even like boys
No you don't even like
No you don't even like
No you don't even like…
This is the first chapter...I'm waiting for your feedback. I need it.
Katy Perry inspired to write this. All of it. I'm not a fan of song fics and I won't call this a song fic. There are a few lyrics here and there.
For this chapter, I used the song Ur so gay by Katy.
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