Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns all things Twilight. I'm just having fun with them :-)

Summary: Change. Bella is not a fan of change. It always seems to bring negative situations her way. However, a change comes to Forks High School. And it's in the form of a tall boy-man with reddish-brownish hair.

Rating: M for swearing.

I hope you enjoy!


BPOV

Change is inevitable. It will always happen no matter how much a person fights it. The first inevitable, yet incredibly inconvenient change in my life began with high school.

I don't hate high school. That would require me to care about the drama and angst that my peers go through. I simply don't like high school and can't wait to get out. I have a goal. When I graduate, I'm getting as far away from this place as possible. NYU, baby. New York is where it's at.

See, I live in a small town in Washington called Forks. There's nothing special about this town. Rarely does change occur in this town. Which is why everyone is falling over their feet at the idea of a new student-a boy-coming to Forks High.

"Do you think he'll be hot?" asked Jessica, one of my fellow classmates.

Ugh.

I almost feel bad for him. This town is one of the blandest places I've been. I would know. I was the last change in this terribly insipid place. I'm originally from Phoenix, where the weather is hot and dry, completely opposite of Forks. In fact in Arizona, if it rains, people just don't leave their homes.

That doesn't happen here.

You're probably wondering why I would leave the warm, dry climate of Phoenix for the cold, wet climate of Forks. I'm beginning to wonder the same thing myself. See, my mother remarried a young stud of a baseball player ten years her junior and never got out of her honeymoon phase, which was beginning to affect me psychologically. So, I figured it was time to visit Charlie—my father and chief of police.

As I said, it was an incredibly inconvenient change. For me.

"I don't know," I responded. Nor do I care.


It is the middle of the day, and I still haven't seen the new student. Yet, there is already talk of how he was "devastatingly handsome" and had already shown up Emmett McCarthy, one of my best friends, in gym. I will have to speak to him about this. And then make fun of him.

"Edward's going to rule this school," Lauren spoke dreamily to Jessica. Oh and the new kid's name is apparently Edward. Something else I learned. "And I'm going to convince him to take me to prom."

Prom is three months away. Most girls already have dates...and dresses...and hair, nail, and makeup appointments.

I'm not most girls. There was no way in heck I was going to a dance to watch my peers bump and grind with one another.

I walk into biology and take my seat. I work by myself on my labs because we don't have enough students for everyone to have partners.

Normal people would be upset over having to do all the work, but I'm content. I like working by myself. I'm not antisocial; I just need me time...a lot. And I also find myself very reliable. I get good grades, which is one of the many things I need to get out of this town.

I take out my notebook and folder. While I'm gathering together my lab report that was for homework, I overhear Lauren and Jessica talking, yet again, at the table next to me.

"He told me his schedule and he's in this class!"

"No way! Eye candy!"

Then I hear gasps and giggles. I grimace.

"Isabella?" I whip my head away from the girls to see Mr. Banner, our biology teacher, looking at me expectantly.

"It's Bella," I mutter.

Next to him was a tall boy reading what looked like the syllabus. Huh, I thought I was the only one who has read the syllabus.

"Yes?"

He waves me over. When I reach the desk, I don't give the tall boy another glance.

"This is Edward Cullen." His head shoots up at his name. The movement causes me to look over at him.

Big mistake. My mouth goes dry and the moisture seems to migrate to my hands. Nothing that I've ever experience over a boy before. This boy doesn't look like a boy. He looks like a man.

A tall, sharp jawed, sexy man. I've never even used the word sexy before.

His eyes land on mine.

Those eyes are piercing...and dangerous. They're greenish-blueish. Like pastel green or seawater or whatever else I can use to describe a greenish-blueish color.

His hair is a reddish-brownish. Like rusty red or bronze or whatever else I can use to describe a reddish-brownish color. However, his hair was in disarray-sex hair. So, he's already hooking up with girls here.

Typical.

I've already lost interest. I look away and back to Mr. Banner.

"Edward, this is Bella Swan. She will be your lab partner."

Wait, what?

"We just finished up our unit on cells and will be starting our next unit on the reproductive organs of different animals," he continued.

Oh, that's actually pretty cool.

"Edward, since you were enrolled in an advanced biology program at your old school, I think you and Isabella will be great partners."

I frown.

"Is that alright with you, Isabella?"

I cover up my frown with a small smile.

"That sounds great, Mr. Banner."

I walk back to my desk. Edward and Mr. Banner continue speaking before the bell rings.

Edward takes his seat next to me. I don't look up. Mr. Banner tells us to take out our lab reports and proceeds to explain the next unit.

Working in partners. 4-week unit. I gasp and chance a glance at Edward. He's looking at me.

He half smiles. "I guess we'll need to get to know each other."

I don't say anything for fear of saying something stupid. I look away, pouting.

There is an awkward silence.

"I can maybe talk to Mr. Banner about working on my own. I know you don't want to work with me."

And then, I feel guilty. I'm a brat.

"No! I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to give you that idea," I respond quickly distracted by his jaw. "I'm just used to working by myself."

"Okay, well then I can work by myself-"

"Shush!" I interrupted. "We're partners."

A moment goes by.

He sticks out his hand. "Edward Cullen."

I take his hand and get shocked. "Darn static. Bella Swan."

He grins.

Shoot. He has a nice smile.

I shift uncomfortably.

"So…I want to get involved with stuff here, but I don't really know what to do."

I take the bait.

"Well, I just kind of do my own thing here. I am a part of the art club, newspaper, and social justice club. We do a lot of service. We have a meeting today in room 310. It meets every Monday, but that's not...I don't know...those aren't popular clubs."

He just stares at me, so I start rambling like an idiot. Because that's what I do when I'm nervous.

"Well, um, there's also football, but well, football season is over, so that's out. Baseball, and...I'm not really a sports person so I don't even really know else what we offer at this school. Um, there's the drama club, which actually is pretty cool-if you're into that, but you're good looking so they'd probably want you on stage-"

I gasp and cover my mouth. I feel my cheeks heating up.

He starts laughing.

"You think I'm good looking?"

"Sorry, that was inappropriate. Let's just...start our reproductive organs-project!-I'll just shut up now."

He continues to laugh. I want to crawl in a hole until graduation.

"You're really funny," he says. "For the record, I think you're good looking, too."

I laugh. Good one.

We begin to work on our project.


The day continues on and I realize I have no other classes with Edward. Bummer. He's pretty.

When he shows up for the social justice club after school, my stomach fills with butterflies.

He's already talking with some of the students in the room. I am about to sneak out when my best friend Alice sees me.

"Bella!"

He turns. I give a slight wave and smile.

"Hey there," he smiles.

"Hi," I respond shyly.

"Do you two know each other?" Alice asks, already knowing the answer apparently.

"Yeah, Bella is my biology partner," he says. "We started our reproductive organs today."

"Shut up," I blush. He laughs, yet again.

Alice is confused. "Your reproductive organs just started working?"

Right then, a loud booming voice rang through the room.

Oh no.

I try to get away, but Emmett has already picked me up and thrown me over his shoulder.

"No!" I cry.

"Hey, Edward!" Emmett says enthusiastically. "You trying out for baseball?"

"Yeah, I was thinking about it."

Meanwhile, I'm hanging upside down, staring at Emmett's butt.

"Awesome!"

And Emmett takes off running, ignoring my cries of protest.

He does this at least once a week. He randomly finds me, throws me over his shoulder and takes off running to the furthest part of the building from where I am. He thinks it's hilarious that I have to walk all the way back to where I had been.

Today, he has run outside to the football field with me.

"Emmett, put Bella down." I don't have to be able to see who it is to know that it's Rosalie Hale. She's unsurprised that he has done this since it happens all the time.

Emmett and Rosalie have been together for a whole year. If he were ever to throw her over his shoulder, then he would get his butt kicked.

He sets me down. He always listens to her. Too bad she's not around him all the time.

"So you got Cullen to join your service club?" He smiles. "I hope he does baseball. I don't think they should conflict."

"That's why you brought me out here?" I say incredulously.

He shrugs. "Do I ever need a reason to do that?"

"You're a jerk, Emmett!"

"When are you gonna swear, Bella? Just say 'fuck' one time and I'll never do this again!"

I growl and walk all the way back toward the school. I hope the doors are open.

I get back in when the meeting is wrapping up.

"Sorry," I mumble and grab my stuff.

"What was that about?"

"Oh, don't worry, Edward," Alice whispers. "That's just Emmett. He does this all the time to piss off Bella."

Edward eyes me warily.

"What?" I ask. He's making me uncomfortable looking at me like that.

"Have you asked him to stop doing that to you?"

"Of course I have," I respond dryly. "That doesn't stop him."

He contemplates this. "Maybe you should break up with him."

Alice and I look at each other and bust out laughing. And I don't mean the elegant giggling that most girls do.

No, I mean full out snorting, eyes watering, asthmatic breathing.

"Yeah, I don't think Bella can quit Emmett," Alice breathes deeply, "because she loves him so fucking much." The last part came out as a wheeze, so it was a little difficult to understand it.

"I think…I'm going…to pee…my pants," I run away to the bathroom.

Needless to say, Alice and I have many of these ridiculous cackling fits.


The next day continues the same as it normally does…until I get to Biology. Edward is already in his seat, and I feel…nervous. Probably because he saw me laugh so obnoxiously. I smile remembering exactly why I laughed and stifle a giggle.

Edward smiles back at me. I sit down next to him.

"Hi," I say.

"Hi," he responds.

And now it's awkward.

"So…what did you think of social justice club?"

"It was cool. I did stuff like that at my last school, and I really enjoyed it."

"Good, so you're going to keep going?"

"Sure, why not?" He looks at me as though he actually is asking me if there's a reason he shouldn't keep going.

"Well, I mean, it's just not considered…cool, I guess."

"Since when is it not cool to try to make a difference?" he snaps. I shrink back, feeling like a moron.

"I'm sorry," I respond abashed. "You're right. It's definitely…cool."

He appears as though he wants to apologize, but instead asks, "Doesn't Emmett think so?"

At the mention of Emmett, I start laughing again. He glances at me curiously.

"Sorry, I'm just thinking about our conversation from yesterday, again," I giggle.

"Yeah, why were you and Alice laughing so hard about that?"

"Well, for one, Emmett and I aren't dating."

He's silent for a few moments. "Oh," he finally says.

"Yeah, he's dating Rosalie Hale, plus he's practically my brother," I shiver. So weird.

"Which one's Rosalie again?"

"She's the gorgeous blonde. Hard to miss."

He mutters something.

"What was that?"

"Nothing," he replies. "Let's get started on our awesome reproductive organs."

I sigh. He will never let me live that down.


Over the next month, Edward and I get into a routine. What began as simple small talk conversation starters turns into more meaningful conversations. I found out that his favorite band was Coldplay, which for me was definitely up there, but I hadn't been keeping up with them. I had recently gotten into Imagine Dragons. We also have gotten to talk more through the social justice club.

And, I definitely have a little crush on him that I'm trying to ignore.

So today, we had burned CDs for one another. I'm getting Coldplay and he's getting Imagine Dragons. And, it's a Monday, so I will be seeing him again after school, which means it's doubly Edward. Excited is an understatement. Edward is easily becoming one of my favorite people.

I wait at my seat, and the burned CD is in my backpack, just in case he forgot or something. I don't want to look desperate. He's probably super busy with baseball, which of course he got on the team, and other sports that I still don't know about.

The bell rings and there's still no sign of Edward. Every few minutes, I glance up at the door to see if he will show up, but he doesn't. We get our latest quiz back and I get a D.

No.

How can this happen? I walk up to Mr. Banner's desk and ask about my quiz grade.

"Mr. Banner, can you please explain this to me?"

"Ms. Swan, not your best work."

"But—but I studied so hard for this quiz."

"Maybe you should come in for extra help."

I nod and go back to my seat only to put my head down.

I leave class feeling dejected, the CD still in my bag.

Edward doesn't show up to social justice club.

I get home and go online to check my grades. My Biology grade has dropped to a B+, ruining my perfectly good GPA. I won't get a good scholarship with a B.

I need money. I need an out.

I apply at the local diner as a waitress for weekends.


The next day, Alice stops me in the hallway before school.

"'Ello govenuh," she says, "'Ow arghhh yew?"

Her fake accent changes so drastically that I can't help but laugh.

"I'm okay," I respond. "How are you?"

She links her arm in mine.

"What's wrong? You were acting out of it after school yesterday."

"It's nothing."

"It's something, and I love you, and I wish you would tell me," she says sincerely. "Does this have something to do with Edward?"

"Shut up, Alice!" I look around to see if anybody is listening.

"What? Just ask him to prom. He'll probably go with you."

"A) I already told you that I'm not going. B) He would never go with me. C) I—I just can't wait to graduate."

"Okay, that's it, we're ditching first fucking period. You and I clearly need to talk."

"No! That will go on my record!"

"On your record? What—oh right, your father probably told you that."

He did.

"Please just let me go to my locker and then to class."

"Okay, fine," she conceded, "but you and I need to talk. I have something I want to tell you!"

"Alright, let's meet after school."

As I'm walking to my locker, I see Edward talking with Lauren. What she says makes him laugh, and she touches his arm, playfully.

I turn around and right then, Emmett decides to pick me up and throw me over his shoulder. i let him. As we run past Alice, I demand that he stop.

He actually listens.

He puts me down, and I sway a bit.\

"Alice, let's ditch."

"Right on!" she cheers.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"I don't know. I've never ditched before. Didn't want it to go on my record."

I gasp.

"Calm the fuck down. It's not going on your record. Let's get some coffee."

"I'm coming with!" Emmett yells.

And so the three of us head to get some coffee. I fill them in on what's going on in my life, minus Edward. The grades—the job—the escape. Everything.

They look at me sympathetically, and I just wave them off.

"So Alice, what did you want to talk about?"

"Um…well…" she blushes. Alice never blushes. What have I missed?

"What the fuck has you all blubbery?" Emmett charmingly asks.

"Jasper asked me to prom. And I said yes."

What?

"Old news," Emmett yawns dramatically. "He's been planning that forever."

"Hold on, Jasper Whitlock?"

Jasper Whitlock is one of those artsy types. I knew Alice thought he was cute, but I didn't realize that she actually liked him.

"Yeah, and I really want my best friend to be in the limo with me."

"Alice…I can't afford that right now. I'm sorry."

"Rosalie and I will go with you, Alice" Emmett chimes in. "Bella, ask Edward. He'd probably pay for your ticket."

"See!" Alice exclaims. "He would totally go with you."

"No he won't…and I think he's probably going to go with Lauren anyway."

"What? Why would you think that?"

"Because, Alice, I saw them all flirty girty today."

"Weird…and gross."

Emmett just stares at me.

"What, Emmett?"

"I can't believe you just said 'flirty girty'. Please just say 'fuck'."

"Why do you want me to swear so badly?"

"Because it would be so fucking funny."

I groan. "Let's get back to school."

We make it back just in time for third period. I'm so screwed.

Biology is interesting. Edward has a black eye. He got into a fight with someone yesterday and when I voiced my concern, he closed off and wouldn't tell me anything.

Perfect.

At least now I know why he didn't show up for anything.

Our conversation is stilted. And I hate it. This day sucks.

Before the bell rings, Edward slides something over to me.

It's the Coldplay CD.

He leaves before I can give him the Imagine Dragons CD. So, I follow him out the class.

"Edward, wait up." He stops and turns around. I smile. "I have something for you, too."

I pull out the CD and just as I'm about to hand it to him, Lauren appears.

"Hey, Edward!"

"Uh…hi, Lauren," he responds awkwardly. He looks back to me and smiles again. "Thanks, Bella. I can't wait to listen to this."

I'm beaming.

"So did you want to ride together for the limo for prom?"

What?

"Oh, what's that, Bella?" Lauren is so freaking nosy.

"It's…a CD," I respond lamely.

"Oh that's so cute, Bella."

I look down. How she manages to make me feel like a child…I'll never know.

"Alright, bye." I walk away, but not before I hear her say, "Bye. She's so cute!"

I hate her.


I got the job at the diner. Now, I have to start saving up my bucks. The job is pretty easy. I serve some students from school from time to time, but mostly middle-aged men and their families come in here.

It's money. That's all that matters. Dad is proud of me.

I realize that it's very difficult to work at the diner and keep my grade up in biology. I don't have that extra time on the weekends to study.

And today, I really notice the toll it's taken.

Mr. Banner hands back our latest quiz. I failed it.

I feel tears prick my eyes. I put my head down.

"Bella," Edward whispers. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I snap, but it's not very effective since it's muffled.

"No, you're not."

"OK, Edward. I'll go to the nurse since I'm not smart enough to know how I'm feeling."

I pack up my stuff without a second glance and ask for a pass for the nurse. I leave before the tears spill.

I forget that today is a Monday until Alice reminds me.

After school, I walk in to the social justice club meeting and see Edward. I feel so guilty for snapping at him that I immediately turn around and walk out.

"Bella, wait!"

I don't stop. He follows after me.

"Hey, hold up."

He catches up easily because his legs are, like, twice as long as mine.

"I'm sorry, Edward," I say, my voice already shaking. "I didn't mean to be rude to—"

And all of a sudden, I'm sobbing and I can't stop.

"Here, let's-" He puts his arm around me and guides me into the closest stairwell.

Then, he hugs me and lets me cry. He smells really good before I can't breathe anymore because of my runny nose. He keeps rubbing my back even though I'm ruining his shirt. It works. When I stop crying and begin hiccupping, he says, "Do you want me to get Alice?"

I pull away. "I'm sorry, Edward. I didn't mean to make you miss the meeting. Thank you for the hug. You can go back. I'll be fine. I think I'm just going to go home."

I turn and begin to walk away.

"That's—fuck," he grabs my arm and pulls me back to him. "That's not what I meant. I just thought that maybe you'd prefer to talk to her."

"Oh…yeah, I'll just call her later. Please go back to the meeting." I sit on the stairs, suddenly exhausted.

"No."

I look at him. "What?"

"No, I'm staying here with you. Tell me what's going on. I'm a good listener."

"You really don't have to do this, Edward."

"I know, Bella," he smiles and sits next to me. "You're a good person, and I want to be here for you."

He puts his arm around me.

And with him sitting next to me, I realize that I've fallen in love with Edward. And I realize how hopeless I am, but he's here right now.

So I take.

"I hate Forks."

"What?" He's very surprised.

"I hate it here so much. I hate the rain; I wish I was in Phoenix again."

"You were in Phoenix before?"

"I lived with my mom there before I lived here with my dad. My mom got remarried and I know she wanted to be alone with him but would never tell me to leave, so I told her I wanted to leave."

"Wow…that's very…you're very selfless."

"No, they were having a lot of sex. It was disturbing."

He laughed, which caused me to laugh.

"So you hate it here?"

"Yes. I want to go to NYU, but right now, I can barely afford it. I'm trying to keep my grades up to get a scholarship and work a job, but now I'm getting a C in biology and I'm not going to be able to go. I can only get so much in student loans. And suddenly, I also want to be a teenager."

"What do you mean?" He asks.

"All my friends are going to prom now, too. And I didn't want to go before. I don't even know if I actually want to go, but I want to be with my friends."

"Oh, I see."

"How's baseball going?" I change the subject. I'd been to a few of his games, but I had no idea what was going on. All I know is that he looks delicious in his uniform.

"No way, we're not done here."

"Yes, we are."

He studies my face. "Okay, fine. Baseball is awesome. I love it. I've made some really good friends. Emmett's awesome by the way. And he loves you."

I smile. "Maybe I should break up with him."

He chuckles. "You won't let me live that down, will you?"

"Hey, you just stopped making fun of me for the reproductive organs fiasco."

"You're right. I should continue with that," he chuckles. "But really, I'm doing pretty well in that class. I can tutor you."

"No."

"Yes! You are so stubborn!"

"I don't have any way to repay you."

He gives me a secret smile. "I'll think of something."

He stands. "I know it's hard when you're falling down, and it's a long way up when you hit the ground. Get up now. Get up, get up now."

He holds out his hand. He's smiling warmly. I put my hand in his, teary eyed, because he just quoted my favorite song by Imagine Dragons to me.


I've managed to save up $3000. My dad also agreed to help me pay for school. Things are going well.

I spend my Mondays after school at social justice club, and Tuesdays being tutored by Edward. Today is a Wednesday. No extra Edward time for me today. However, we are finally having our social justice retreat on Friday after school. So, no work Friday…or Saturday…or Sunday. I had to take the whole weekend off because I have a test in Biology on Friday and I don't plan on sleeping this week because I'll be studying. This weekend will be spent catching up on said sleep. My grade has improved significantly in Biology. And I'm actually beginning to understand what Banner is teaching because Edward has been so helpful.

And I'm still hopeless. I'm pretty sure I've become very obvious in my love for him.

We're in biology and the bell hasn't rung yet. Lauren is openly flirting with Edward…of course. I try not to let it bother me.

"So, Edward," she says in a low voice. "Are you going to Emmett's party this weekend?"

"I'm not sure," he responds. "Bella, are you going?"

"Oh, Bella's not into that sort of stuff," she answers for me.

Well, she's right. But I have the weekend off.

"I'm going."

Lauren scowls. I roll my eyes in response.

"Then I will definitely be there," Edward says. The bell rings and Lauren is forced to go back to her minion, Jessica.

I try very hard to fight my smile. Edward's going to the party because of me.


Thursday sucks.

I overhear Lauren talking to Jessica about how Edward promised to meet up with her at the party.

Gah. My mood is sour all day.

Hopeless again. I have to focus on the test for tomorrow, so I force Edward out of my mind. I even ignore him in class a little.

I know he gets frustrated, so I appease him by telling him I'm trying to get my head in the game for the test.

He understands.


The day of the test and the retreat has arrived. I'm terrified. I go into class, again ignoring Edward. We get our tests.

"Good luck," he whispers.

Mr. Banner yells at him.

I feel good about the test, but I've felt good before and received C's and D's…so I try very hard not to think about it.

Now, we're on our way in a big, yellow school bus to the Coalition Center in Port Angeles. I'm sitting next to Alice and she's giddy. She's very excited for prom, and I'm very excited for her. She showed me pictures of her dress.

I wish I was going to prom now.


The Coalition Center was amazing. We hear a story from a man who went by the name of Bear. He and his sister had been taken from his drug-addicted mother and put in the care of his grandmother. Then, to make matters worse, they both were taken from his grandmother and separated. He was able to eventually go back to his grandmother, but he doesn't know where his sister is. I can't imagine going through something like that.

But right now, I push that to the back of my mind because we're at a soup kitchen. And Earl West, one of the middle-aged men who is eating his dinner is telling me all about the American Constitution. He's planning on amending some of the information. He's very intelligent. I've noticed that with a lot of these people that they are homeless because of a bit of bad luck. It sucks.

"That boy is staring at you," Earl says. "I think he's jealous."

I turn around and see nobody staring at me.

"What are you talking about, Earl?"

"The tall boy with the reddish-brownish hair—whatever color it may be."

"Right? It's indescribable!" I respond. "But no, he's not jealous."

"If you say so," Earl smiles. He continues eating his dinner. I try not to be obvious with my longing looks toward Edward.

On the way back, Alice makes me sit next to Edward. I'm confused, but before long, I fall asleep. What a long day.

I wake up on Edward's shoulder. I try not to be pleased by the fact that he let me sleep on him.

"Good morning!"

"I'm tired. Alice take me home, please. Goodnight, Edward. Drive safely."


Saturday has arrived, and Lauren has been updating her Facebook status and stalking Edward by liking all of his stuff. I've been switching off between stalking Edward and checking my biology grade.

Around 5 o'clock, my grade is posted. My heart is racing.

ID# 2012120 – A

I scream. I scream so loud with glee that I scare the ever-living daylights out of my father.

I go to Edward's Facebook and write on his wall.

"Banner's biology grades are up. I got an A! Thanks so much, Edward! You're the best."

Two minutes later, I receive a notification saying he liked my post.


Alice and I get ready for Emmett's party together. Really, she is just dressing me up in Barbie clothes. Finally, I put on skinny jeans and a black fitted tee.

"Looking good, girlfriend!" Alice says. "I don't think Edward will be able to deny your ass!"

"Stop, Alice!"

"What?" she smirks. We head over there together.

After an hour, the party is filling up, and Edward is nowhere to be found. I overhear Jessica telling Lauren that he's planning on asking her to prom tonight.

I feel sick. So I go straight for the beer.

"You go, Bells!" Emmett cheers.

"Don't pick me up, Emmett," I say. "I'll throw up on you."

I continue drinking and finally spot Edward. I stumble a little on my way over to him, and I see that he's talking to Lauren.

"Hey Eddie-word-to-your-mother!"

What did I just say?

Something awesome. That's what.

Edward looks very amused. "Are you drunk, Bella?"

I smile lazily. "Shh. Don't tell my dad. I don't want this on my record."

Lauren rolls her eyes, so I go and poke her in the face. "You're embarrassing."

I narrow my eyebrows and then look at Edward. He still looks amused, smirking at me.

"Don't go to prom with her."

His smirk falls.

"What?"

"Don't go to prom with her. She's dumb."

He laughs and then pulls me away from her.

"Uh…Bella, what are you talking about?"

"You should go to prom with me. Because I'm fucking great."

Before he can respond, I hear a, "HALLELUJAH!"

I am startled and fall over.

"Bella, just said the word, 'fucking'! Everybody take a shot!"

It's Emmett.

Edward's helping me up off the floor.

"Bella, maybe we should talk about this when you're sober."

"Oh." I feel emotional all of a sudden. My eyes tear up. "You don't want to go with me."

"Bella, wait!"

But Emmett already has me and is giving me a bear hug. "I'm so proud of you," he whispers. "First off, for swearing, but secondly, for finally growing a pair!"

He then sees the tears in my eyes. "Bells?"

"I'm going home. I don't feel well."

"I'll drive her." It's Rosalie.

"No, her dad will kill her," Emmett says.

"I'll take her to my house. It's fine, babe."

"Where's Ashley-Alice?" I ask.

Emmett and Rosalie laugh. "You really are drunk! She's off making out with Jasper."

"Sell out!" I yell.

And Edward is all of a sudden in front of me again.

"How do you keep appearing out of thin air?"

He frowns. "I'm a magician. How much have you had to drink?"

"Enough."

"What?"

"Enough to party." I say quoting Superbad.

"That doesn't make sense. Okay, good night, Bella. I'll talk to you either tomorrow or Monday."

He gives me a hug.

I don't even remember going to Rosalie's.

Sunday, I am nursing one heck of a hangover. I don't drink, so why am I surprised.

Emmett is in Rosalie's room trying to get me to say the F word.

"Stop, Emmett."

"Oh, but it was so awesome when you said it last night!"

"What are you talking about?"

"After you told Edward to take you to prom—"

"WHAT?"

I shoot up and the dizziness overwhelms me. I run to the bathroom to throw up.

"Gross," I hear Emmett say from the other room, but I'm vaguely paying attention.

I can never speak to Edward again.

Monday, I don't even acknowledge Edward. He tries to talk to me in Biology, but it's totally not working because I'm just ignoring him. We're watching a movie and Banner keeps glaring at us.

Really? This is Biology. Why are we watching Finding Nemo?

"You still owe me a favor for tutoring you," Edward baits me.

Darn it. He's right, but I say nothing. The bell rings, and I leave before he can stop me.


After school, however, I get to social justice club thinking I'll need to find a way to avoid him. He's not there. I'm half relieved, half concerned.

Alice is awfully quiet.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"Me? Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Grand, Dandy!" she responds awkwardly.

Something's up.

And suddenly Emmett is in the room throwing me over his shoulder and sprinting through the school.

"Emmett!"

He ignores me and keeps running through the school doors out into the football field.

I hear him say, "I got her!"

In response, I hear the voice I've become so familiar with. "Perfect."

He throws me down quickly. I stumble, but am caught by Edward. As the blood rushes to my feet, I still sway a little.

Edward eyes me teasingly. "Have you been drinking again?"

He moves closer.

"Listen, Edward. I'm so sorry. I was completely out of line-"

"I don't ever want to let you down."

And he's quoting Imagine Dragons again, but he stops.

"The rest of the song doesn't really fit in this situation."

"What's that?"

"You owe me a favor."

"Ok," I respond shakily.

"Go to prom with me."

I open and close my mouth. Prom? He's asking—no, telling me to go to prom with him!

Oh no.

"I can't."

"Why not?" he asks curiously.

"Because I don't have a dress."

"I HAVE AN EXTRA DRESS FOR YOU!" Alice yells from a few feet away. Where did she come from?

And I turn and see Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie sitting on the football field with Alice standing behind them holding up a gorgeous blue dress.

"I can't take that."

"Just fucking take it, Bella."

"Yeah, Bella, just fucking take it," Edward says lowly. He's sexy when he swears. I turn back around and he's dangerously close to me.

"If this is about what happened Saturday—"

He cuts me off this time—by kissing me. His lips…are so soft. I feel the slight stubble on his face graze my chin and it's a burn I'm willing to deal with. I breathe in and his tongue gently makes its way into my mouth. He tastes so good.

He pulls away.

"I've been wanting to do that for a very long time."

"Really?" I'm breathless. "What about Lauren?"

"I don't know who put that idea in her head or even your head, but I was planning on asking you to prom on the bus on Friday…but you fell asleep on me and then ran away."

I giggle. "Woops."

"So what do you say?"

I smile. "This is para-para-p-paradise."

He laughs. "That was so dumb, but so adorable."

"Yes, I'll go with you."

"So, let's just skip the bullshit, beautiful girl. I've liked you since the first time you said we needed to start our reproductive organs. Want to be my girlfriend?"

"Yes!" I squeal. "I mean, sure…wait, Edward. I'm going to New York at the end of the summer."

He scratches his head. "Yeah about that. I was accepted into Columbia a while back."

"Oh my God, congratulations, Edward—"

"So it will be fine, Bella," he cut me off.

"It will?" I ask. He nods, and leans in to kiss me again.

Change is inevitable. Yeah, I still hate high school, but it's gotten exorbitantly better since Edward got here. I have a date for prom. Heck, I'm going to prom!

My friends rock. Seriously, I love them.

And I have a boyfriend who thinks I'm beautiful.

So, things are really fucking great now.

The end.


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The song lyrics in this story are "On Top of the World" and "It's Time" by Imagine Dragons and "Paradise" by Coldplay. They're all awesome. Check them out!

-Bravery