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Frienship

EPOV

Who the hell was she? No one had ever rejected me before. NO ONE. Then the one girl who can make me hard by just looking at her, the one that I wanted more than I ever wanted any one before, resists me.

How ironic.

I must admit I was rather forward in class, but she drives me crazy! The urge to touch her was too hard to resist. Then she goes and stabs me with a freakn pencil! Was she insane?

I entered the cafeteria, still fuming. I grabbed a tray of food, although I didn't feel like eating. I looked toward the table where my sister and friends would be sitting, and froze.

You have got to be kidding me.

In the seat that was usually empty, sat the beautiful girl from English.

I walked over stiffly and sat down in the empty chair across from her.

"And this is my adopted brother, Edward." Alice was saying as I sat down.

I saw her freeze. Hmm, she must've made the connection. She slowly looked up until her eyes meet mine. I was aiming for an angry glare but when I looked into her eyes, I found my self drowning in a sea of brown. My thoughts got all mixed up and my lips, not listening to my head, curled up into a smile. Her brow creased adorably into a frown with her luscious lips slightly parted and her chocolate eyes glazed over…

WHATS GOING ON!!?? Seriously, what is she doing to me? She's just another girl, get a grip. I immediately composed my face back into a frown. Shock crossed her face at the sudden change, until she controlled her facial expressions and moulded her face into a frown to mirror mine.

We sat there, glaring at each other until Alice cleared her throat.

"So… Have you guys met?"

"You could say that." I said not taking my eyes of the girl. It was then I realised I didn't even know her name. It didn't matter. Yeah right said an annoying voice in the back of my head. You're just dying to know it.

"Yeah, Anna is it?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

"Bella." came the icy reply.

Bella.

I liked the way it rolled off my tongue. A beautiful name for a beautiful… Fuck, I was doing it again.

"Edward…" my sister said in a warning tone. The whole table was looking at me, except for Bella, who was fixedly looking the other way.

"Hey! I didn't do anything!" I said defensivly.

"Didn't do anything?!" Bella burst out. Here we go. "So I guess feeling up people you've never met, in their first class at a new school is normal behaviour for you?"

The rest of the table was glaring at me, especially that new guy I hadn't really paid attention to. Shit, he must be her brother. I thought I was big, but he was fucking huge!

"So does that mean you stab people with a pencil you've never met?" I asked. "Is that normal for you?"

The table looked shocked at our sudden outbursts. Then suddenly they all burst into laughter.

"You actually stabbed him with a pencil?"

"Way to go" Jasper laughed, leaning across the table to knock fists with Bella.

Bella looked at me with smug victory written all over her face. It was confusing, because I wanted to wipe that look off her face, but the way I wanted to do it was to kiss it off. I couldn't let her get the last word.

"I'm sorry we got of on the wrong foot, I guess we can get to know each other better in detention." I said smiling innocently at her. Her face changed to anger in the blink of an eye and a brilliant blush coloured her cheeks, making her look all flushed, which I can't begin to tell you how much I liked. She had just opened her mouth to give it to me when…

BRING BRING

"Saved by the bell." I chuckled as I swiftly walked to class.

BPOV

Why the hell did he have to be so annoying? I thought watching his retreating figure. It was hard to keep in mind that I was furious at him, when my eyes kept slipping to his gorgeous ass. What I wouldn't give to… shit. I was doing it again. Keep your mind out of the gutter Bella! He may be the hottest guy you've ever seen, or ever will see, but he's still a stuck up jerk who thinks every girl wants to get with him – which is true, with maybe the exception of Alice and Rosalie – but that still doesn't excuse his behaviour. I sighed as I made my way to my next class. At least I wouldn't have to talk or communicate with him in any way till our detention.

I finally found my next class, biology, 10 minutes late. I stumbled into the class room and looked up. There, sitting next to the only spare seat, was Edward Cullen. Was I annoyed? yes, surprised? no. Things hadn't been going well for me all day, why should they start now? I though sarcastically. I walked stiffly over to the spare seat and sat down, sliding the chair as far away from him as possible. I glanced at him quickly out of the corner of my eyes. He was looking strait ahead but his lips were pulled up into a satisfied smirk. Cocky bastard. Of course as soon as I focused on his lips, I stared imagining other things he could do with his mouth, and thoughts degraded, I'm ashamed to say, into mush.

"Look around kids, the person next to you is going to be your lab partner for the rest of the term. Enjoy" the teacher said, smirking as if he knew and revelled in my pain.

"This is going to be a loooong year." I muttered under my breath, resting my head against the table.

"I'm sorry I didn't catch that, were you thanking the gods?" Edward obviously felt the need to contribute.

"No, I was praying for a swift death." I retorted back. Edward chuckled and shook his head and started taking notes from the board. I grumbled to myself and tried to (tried being the key word here) focus on the class.

The class continued with us sitting in silence – amused silence for Edward, and annoyed silence for me. As time wore on, a strange phenomenon seemed to be occurring. No mater how far I lent or moved my chair away, Edward seemed to be getting closer. I look suspiciously at Edward, but he continued to look at the board with an innocent expression plastered on his face. Finally he got so close our thighs were touching. The warmth against my leg was incredibly nice maybe I should just leave his leg there and maybe he'll use his hand again… oh shit, have to stop this now.

"Ok that's it. STAY on your side of the desk." I said turning to face him. He just looked at me and grinned, and, if it was possible, shuffled closer.

"Move" I grunted trying to push him away. He wouldn't move, but I got the chance to feel his nicely defined biceps. Mmm. Ok enough of this.

"I have a pencil," I said raising it threateningly "and I'm not afraid to use it!"

"Ok, ok!" he laughed, moving back (only a few inches mind you) and throwing his hands up in mock surrender. The look on his face was so comical that I couldn't help but laugh.

He smiled at me, then his smile faded and his expression became more serious.

"Look, I know we got off to a bad start, and I know that was partly my fault. I would really like it if we could try to be friends?" Edward asked, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.

"Partly?" I asked, raising my eye brow. He laughed ruefully.

"Ok, maybe mostly my fault. I'm really sorry for how I've acted, I'm not always such a jerk you know." I looked him over. He did look slightly nervous, and I realised how hard it must have been for someone with such a large ego to apologise.

"Sure, and I'm also sorry for stabbing you with a pencil." I laughed. He smiled at me and held out his hand.

"Friends?" He asked

"Friends." I said, taking his offered hand. A jolt of electricity ran up my arm at the contact. Our eyed met and I found my self drowning in emerald seas. I realised I was staring and blushed and looked away.

"Pretty good first day this must be for you, making friends with some one like me." He said, wiggling his eye brows.

"Edward…" I warned

"Only joking." Edward grinned. It was such a carefree smile I couldn't help but smile back. I shook my head and turned to the board.

"I can tell this is going to be the start of a very beautiful friendship." He grinned, turning back to his work.

"I hope so" I said rolling my eyes.

I hope so.

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