Right, I have no idea why I'm doing this, but I am, and I think it probably has something to do with re-reading Hells Bells and all that Jaz and listening to ACDC's Hells Bells, and Highway to Hell.
So I am re-writing Hells Bells and all that Jaz, it just seemed a bit rushed to me, and I can think of ways that I could make it better.
If anyone has any questions, PM me and I'll answer as best I can, but this first chapter's mostly to give some background information.
Don't like, don't read.
'Heaven doesn't want me and Hell's afraid I'll take over' applies literally to the Winchesters, if that helps any.
'I'm on the highway to Hell!
I'm on the highway to Hell!' was blasting through the speakers of the Impala, with Sam Dean and I dancing to it as much as we could while Dean was making his bid to be a NASCAR driver on our way to our new and temporary home, Forks.
As the song ended, I turned down the speakers in such a way that Dean wouldn't notice. It was fun, road trips and loud music, but I was going to go deaf in a minute if I didn't.
Hells Bells came on, and my twin just couldn't help but make a comment. "Hey Bells, its your song." I'm not sure if he calls me Hells Bells because that's his favourite song, or its his favourite song because that's what he calls me. Its fifty-fifty.
"Hey! Just cause my moms Lilith!" I complained. that's one of the other reasons he might be calling me Hells Bells. Our dad made a deal with Lilith nine months before Dean was born to know what he needed to know about demons to hunt them. He wanted to be able to protect mom when she was pregnant, because whether Lilith is my biological mother or not, Mary is my mom. So I guess that makes Dean my half-twin. "It's Sam that had the YED bleeding into his mouth! Sorry Sammy."
"No problems Bella. You just had Castiel bleeding in your mouth once a month for five years." he said grinning. Oh that evil…
"Well at least I didn't go blood crazy."
"Only because angel blood leaves a permanent effect!"
"Guys! Guys! Calm it." Oh, Dean cares. "My favourite songs coming on." about his music.
I rolled my eyes at him, but I loved that song too. Before he noticed I'd turned the volume down, I put it back up.
Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back [I bet you know I'm...]
Yes, I'm let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I've been looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the hearse 'cause I never die
I got nine lives
Cat's eyes
Abusin' every one of them and running wild
CHORUS:
'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
(Well) I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black
CHORUS
Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well I'm back in black
Yes I'm back in black
hooo yeah
Ohh yeah
Yes I am
Oooh yeah, yeah Oh yeah
Back in now
Well I'm back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back
Back in black
Yes I'm back in black
Out of the sight
And…Welcome to Forks. Who the Hell names a town after something you eat with?!
Well, it could be worse. Actually, no. we have to go to school. See, we have a slight problem with dieing. When we stopped the Apocalypse, Lucifer was sent back to Hell, obviously, since that was how we stopped the Apocalypse. But, since when me and Dean were in Hell we, well, revolted, meaning we refused to torture humans, and just about every other kind of thing that was in there. Although it was only the really really bad ones we tortured, we started to turn on the demons and tortured them, to get a taste of the medicine they prescribed, and then killed them. Everyone they tortured though, were never so lucky.
And because of that, Lucifer refuses to have Dean me or Sam in Hell for longer than a day. And Heaven don't really want us. They don't all approve up there, so we stay down.
Although, we might not get a load a load a lot of stares because Charlie Swan, a retired hunter, has agreed to 'look after us'. All the hunters know about our dieing problems.
But enough about that, and more about blissful sleep.
"Remember, no guns at school!" Charlie warned us. "I don't want to have to arrest you for illegal weapon carrying."
"You can pat me down if you want, but that would be awkward." I said.
"It would be even more awkward if he strip-searched you." Dean added.
"Get out!" Charlie shouted good-naturedly.
We laughed and headed to the Impala. I would have bugged him to let me drive, but I knew how bad I could be about my bike, so I let off.
This might be fun. Might being the operative word.
As we parked, I took one look at all of the girls here, and said to Dean, "Your going to be having a lot of fun here, arent you?"
"oh yeah." he turned to me grinning like he'd one the lottery.
"Just, try not to get an STD or something. Every body looks as if they've slept with everybody." I told him, Sam nodding in agreement from the backseat.
"Come on!" he said to us, close to bouncing in his seat from anticipation. I had to take a picture, it wasn't something you saw every day. I got out though.
"Sure, sure, just keep it in your pants long enough to get our schedules, okay? Okay."
He humphed at me, in a manly way of course, and then he grabbed my arm and Sam's as well.
"I'm tempted to sing 'we're off to see the wizard'." Sam said dryly.
"This is just so you two don't go running off on me."
"You're the only one who would do that." I pointed out.
"Oh, right." he said as he dropped our arms.
"So you love us enough to keep us close to you, but not enough to hold our hands?" I questioned.
"Yep. Pretty much." he said smiling. Ooh the little…
I hit him upside the head. This also served to push him into the door and open it for me. "I didn't mean to do that." I told him honestly as I walked past him through the door.
"Sure you didn't." he said to me, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Of course not." I said grinning. "Hello Mrs…Cope, I'm Isabella Winchester and these are my brothers Sam and Dean, we'd like our schedules please." I said politely to the woman sitting at the desk.
She looked up startled and handed us the papers that were in her hands. I took a quick, very quick, glance at them and gave them back.
"Miss, I really don't think you meant to give me that." I said to her, my smile wavering.
Dean peeked over my shoulder and said, "I'll have them."
I rolled my eyes and gave them back to a now beet red Mrs Cope, who gave us our schedules this time.
"Why did you give them back to her?!" Dean whined at me, for lack of a better word.
"Because if you had them I'd be seeing them all over the place and I really don't want that."
"What was it?" Sam asked.
"Lesbian porn." Dean and I said at the same time. Dean in what I could probably describe as excitement, and mine in reluctance.
"Thank you Bells." Sam said as he hugged me. He really didn't want to see it either.
"Oh come on! Be a man!" Dean shouted.
"I'm quite happy here as a pubescent teenager moping over Jess thank you very much." I gave him a weird look, mirrored exactly to the one Dean was giving him. "Okay, maybe not the pubescent teenager part."
"Sammy, I hate to tell you this, honest I do but you already know it, you couldn't have done anything to stop it. She was going to die before you even met her." Dean told him, clapping his hand on Sam's shoulder and steering him to class.
"I know, but -"
"No buts Sammy!" I interrupted.
"Except if their a girls." Dean added.
"Ignore Dean." I said.
"Always do." Sammy answered.
"I'm hurt!" Dean exclaimed with his hand over his heart.
"Dean, get in the class."
"But I don't like math!" he complained.
"Neither do I, now get in."
"I do." Sam said. I gave him a weird look and went to the teacher to get our slips signed while my brothers found us seats.
I turned and found Sam and Dean sitting right beside each other with an empty desk behind for me to sit at. I wonder who I'll end up sitting next to.
"Sorry Bells, but I have to sit beside Sammy." Dean apologised.
"Yeah, so you can copy him."
"Of course." he answered grinning.
"well guys," I said, sitting down. "I propose a contest."
"What contest?" Dean asked in excitement, Sam answered with him, with a tone of suspicion.
"Let's see who can get the most detentions before lunch."
"I dunno…" Sam said.
"Yes! How much in the kitty?" he asked, plainly excited about this. And that is why I love my twin.
"Ermm…twenty? Sammy doesn't really want to do it all that much, so." I was being nice to Sammy.
"Deal, Sammy you in?"
"Fine I guess." he said reluctantly. "Whose going to hold the money?"
"I will if you want." came a voice to my left. Sam and Dean both jumped in surprise. I stayed seated.
"Did you know she was there?" Dean asked me. I nodded with a smug grin.
"Hi, I'm Bella, tats my twin brother Dean, be warned he will very likely try to get into your pants, but your okay with our younger brother Sam."
"I'm Alice Cullen, and I have a boyfriend, sorry Dean." she said, looking not in the least sorry. "So, if you want I'll hold the money for you until lunch."
"Sure," I said cheerily, her cheeriness was infectious, and told my brothers, "well, fork it over."
"Haha, very funny." Dean said.
"What? Ohh…" I only just remembered that the town was called Forks. I handed over a twenty to Alice anyway though. I was just waiting on Dean to hand his twenty over.
"I cant find my wallet!" he cried in frustration.
"What, this wallet?" I said as I held up his wallet. He made a grab for it, but I moved my hand and pulled a twenty out first before dropping it on the table. I handed the twenty to Alice.
Then the teacher decided it was time to start the class and began to call the register. With our name being Winchester, we were last.
After she said Alice's name, I asked if she had an ipod and speakers for it. She handed it over with a grin. Almost like she knew what I was planning. I'll store that away for later.
I scrolled through her music, glad to note that she had the song I was looking for. I didn't have it, I didn't like it all that much, but it was appropriate for this class.
Since I was determined for Sammy to get at least one detention, and he was going to be the very last name to be called out, I gave it to him. He got what I was asking him to do.
'Mathematics is a difficult thing
I never understood what was the missing link,
And by the time I calculated the correct solution,
The question had escaped and so did the conclusion
So tell me
Everything must always equal two
Or nothing else is true
And I'll believe you
Coz your x is equal to my y
But equations pass me by
So will you take
A little number mine
Subtract it from my soul
And a fraction of your heart
And your seeing makes me whole
And multiply the times
Never been apart
Nothing can divide
A heart plus a heart'
Came from the tiny speakers, reverberating around the room. Sam made it very obvious that it was him who had done it.
The teacher had turned bright red and shouted "DETENTION!" at him. It was so funny! I actually fell off my chair. That was admittedly because that teacher had a really really loud voice and I jumped right out of my chair. I was expecting a bit of a build up. Not just, suddenly red in the face and an outburst.
I think Sam jumped the highest, or at least high enough that he whacked his legs on the table and fell sideways into Dean. And then because of the way Dean was sitting, with one leg sticking out the side, Dean was pushed straight into table leg. That must have hurt.
That was round about the time I fell off my chair. All three of us got detentions.
"Well, that was a good start." I said to them as we left the class. Apparently she didn't want us to wait for our detentions. We had them right now, five minutes into our first class and we're being sent to wherever it is they give detentions. I was expecting to at least have to wait until lunch before I had to serve the detention.
If this is how they work it there's going to be some problems with this contest.
We were just passing a class when a huge, and I mean HUGE guy came stumbling out of it. "GET TO DETENTION RIGHT NOW!" came a loud voice following after him. Do you have to have a degree in shouting to work here or something?
"Fine fine, I'm going." he said, then quieter he said, "Crazy bastard."
"Agreed." Said my twin my brother and I.
The bug guy jumped and turned. He must not have heard us. He had the same funny golden coloured eyes as Alice. Not yellow like the YED, but like a topaz.
"Hi." he boomed. "Emmett Cullen."
"GO! DETENTION! NOW!" came the teachers voice from the class.
"I guess I'd better go to detention then." he said before turning away from us. We started to follow him.
"Are you following me?" he asked, now walking backwards.
"Yes." we said honestly.
"Why?"
"Because we're going to detention too." we grinned.
"Do you guys always speak at the same time?" he asked us.
"No." we answered at the same time. "Not usually." I continued.
"Oh. What did you guys do?"
"Nothing!" Sam said.
"Sam, it was more than nothing. All we did though was play the song 'mathematics' in math. Then we kinda made a big deal of falling off our chairs." I said, grinning at the memory form not minutes before.
"Yeah, and got my prize jewels as well." Dean said.
"Ow." Emmett winced in sympathy.
"Yeah, so would did you do."
"He didn't like my shirt." he shrugged. I took a look at his shirt. It said, 'Chemists do it on the table…periodically'.
"I take it you were in chemistry." Dean grinned. I have a feeling Dean and Emmett will get along very well.
Sam looked at me with sympathy. There are going to be dirty jokes cracking all over the place and pornography sites left open on the laptop. Mind you, like that wouldn't have happened anyway.
I am so glad I bought my own laptop.
"Sam. If you want, you can share my laptop."
"Thanks."
"You really should get your own."
"I think you might be right." he said. Oh God, they were talking about Mrs Cope's lesbian porn.
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala!!!!!!! I'm not listening! Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala!!!!!!!
"Bells, I've still got Alice's ipod." Sam told me, handing me one of the ear phones. I grinned and took it.
I was singing along to TNT with Sammy when we got to detention, extremely happy that Alice had ACDC on her ipod.
"STOP ENJOYING YOURSELF! YOU ARE HERE TP BE PUNISHED, NOT TO HAVE A PARTY!" came the very loud voice of a very small, very grumpy man.
I held my hands up in surrender and sat down. I started to pull a notebook out of my bag. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!"
"I rather thought I was getting a notebook from my bag. In my old school we did lessons during detention." I said. My intention had actually been to doodle or pass notes to Sam, since Dean was otherwise engaged with Emmett.
He grumbled out an 'okay, copy this book.'
I couldn't stop myself. "THE WHOLE FUCKING BOOK?! ARE YOU MAD?!"
"DETENTION!"
"We're already in detention, you asshole!" Dean shouted. He was having to much fun with this. Sam stayed quiet.
"BOTH OF YOU, DETENTION AT LUNCH!" I grinned, and Dean did too, detentions during class were not going to be a problem.
I opened the book and pretended I was writing from it. To be honest, I didn't even look at the title. I wrote 'I take it you like Emmett then? -Hells Bells' and passed the notebook to Dean.
'Of course he does! I'm awesome! -Emmett'
'I don't think I should ask Dean then, your ego could do without the compliments -Hells Bells'
'I think Dean could do without the compliments as well -Sam'
'Hey! Quit stealing my notebook Sammy! -Hells Bells'
'Dean is the most awesome person in the world! -the Awesome Dean Winchester'
'You too Dean! Especially if your going to write all sorts of horrible things -Hells Bells'
'Hey! They are not horrible things! They are the wonderful truths! -Dean'
'A.K.A, horrible, horrible lies. -Hells Bells'
'NO NO NO -'
'I like you guys. -Emmett'
'You don't get to steal my notebook either you over grown -'
'Bella! The bell just rang. -Sam'
"Will you guys quit stealing my notebook!" I said to them as we left the detention room.
"But it's so fun." Dean teased me. I Blinked at him. See how demons can do this thing, and they blink and their eyes go completely black, well my mother being Lilith and all, I can do it to.
"Come one Bells! Don't do that! Please, you know I hate that!" Dean absolutely hates it when I Blink.
"What? What're you doing?" Emmett asked. I stopped and turned to him, looking like the picture of innocence. Okay, the picture of innocence in leather pants an ACDC t-shirt and biker boots.
"Absolutely nothing. What makes you think I was doing something?" I asked.
He scrunched up his face and unscratched it again to ask what class we had next. French. Even worse than math, but Emmett had it with us so it wasn't that bad.
"Hey, Emmett," I started as we walked to French. "Do you know an Alice Cullen?"
"Yeah, she's my little sis, why?"
"Because I still have her ipod. Do you think you could give it back to her when you see her next? Just in case we don't see her again today."
"Sure." he said as he held his hand out for the ipod. "Don't worry by the way, Mrs Young isn't so bad."
"Damn." we all said. "Is there anything in particular that she really doesn't like?"
"Oh sure. People making fun of France. She's actually French."
"Good. Sammy, do you wanna do French or go to detention with us?" I asked him.
"Detention. I hate French." I raised my eyebrows in surprise. There is actually something school related that Sammy hates.
"Hello miss. Did you finish your frog-legs this morning?" Dean asked as he walked into the class.
"What about your snails? They're very good for you. The most important meal of the day." I said.
She gritted her teeth and said, "I'll let you off this one time seeing as your new." she told us with a very forced smile. Sam handed her our slips. I had seen him writing something on it as Dean and I did our second best to mock her country. This should be good. But she just ground her teeth together and pointed to a seat.
I was supposed to sit beside a blond girl, she had the same weird eyes as Alice and Emmett. I assumed they at the very least lived together if they weren't related.
"Hi, Isabella Winchester." I said to her as I sat down.
"Rosalie Hale, Emmett's girlfriend." ah, she must have thought I was trying to make a move on him.
"Cool, he seems nice. You must be too if your going out with him."
"Your not just saying that to get on my good side are you?" she asked suspicious.
"Nah, he's cool, but I don't want to date him." I smiled.
"Well then, call me Rose." he smiled as she held out her hand.
"In that case, call me Bella. I think we might just get along."
"Depends, is that Impala yours?"
"No, its my twin brothers, Dean's, I have motorbike in the trunk though."
"Nice, what kind?"
"Not any specific make, I made it from scratch."
"Like, making the pieces and everything?"
"Apart from the engine and the wheels, yes."
"I think we could get on very well indeed."
"Cool, but can we get along later? I have a detention to get." she looked quizzically at me.
Mrs Young had already finished the register, so I stuck my hand in the air and didn't bother to wait, "Miss, I have to ask, did you move to America because you wanted to share your awful culture with us, or did the French throw you out?" (sorry if you are French.)
"No they did not, but I'm going to throw you out of this class and into detention."
"Is that honestly the best you can come up with?"
"OUT!"
"Thank you for the detention miss." I said as I ducked out of the classroom. I swear she threw a pencil after me. I only got three steps before I was joined by Sam.
"What did you do?" I was surprised to see him so soon.
"I asked her if she's like to borrow my pencil to write her reply to my message since she threw hers at you."
"What did you write on it anyway?"
"Something worthy of Dean."
"Oh you didn't did you?" he nodded gravely. "Oh my God you did." he showed me the slip. 'I hear the French are very passionate. Would you like to show me just how passionate they can be?' was written on it.
"I thought Dean would have done that." I said very honestly.
"I think Deans probably going to do something a bit more, well, Dean."
"Well, I suppose Dean does probably already know how passionate the French are." I grinned.
"I'm never going to live that down am I?"
"Never." I agreed. It was idiotic to tell me.
We walked into the detention room again. I'm sure he was happy to see us again, he probably has just forgotten how to smile.
"Hi again Grumpy." he didn't seem to appreciate my Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs reference. So I said "Sorry, MR Grumpy." he didn't seem to like my change to Mr Men either. Why do I even know those.
"What do we have next?" Dean asked.
"Technology." Sam said.
"Have you learned that thing already?"
"Yes." he said quietly.
Dean and I shook our heads sadly at him as we sat down. I pulled out my notebook and wrote, 'no heinous lies on my notebook Dean, and no stealing it either of you!' in bold at the top before proceeding to doodle. Okay, I wasn't doodling, I was drawing the Irish guy who played poker for years. In my picture he was playing poker with Dean with Bobby sitting in his wheelchair at the side of the table as an older man than he usually was.
I was drawing a memory.
Then I went on to a funnier memory from that hunt, and OAP Dean after walking up several flights of stairs.
I saw Dean peek at what I was doing and slid the notebook to the side. His hands came in contact with nothing with the table where the notebook had been seconds before.
"Pretty good drawings Bells." said Sam. Oh, right, I had slid the notebook over to Sam's desk, hadn't I.
And the bell rang again. We headed off to Tech. I actually wanted to do Tech.
But Dean wasn't having that. We got through the register with no problems, but Dean didn't want to do Tech, and didn't want me or Sammy to either. We were SUPPOSED to be using files to make a sphere from a square block of wood. If I had been able to do it, I likely would have found it easy and relaxing, but Dean poked me with his file. I know it sounds wrong, but he did. Then he did it to Sam, don't get any ideas, and started a three-way duel between us.
I was winning when the teacher came back into the class and nearly burst our eardrums by shouting at us to get to Detention two minutes ago.
I say two minutes ago, because she shouted at us to 'get to detention now' two minutes ago.
"So what next?" I asked irritably.
"History." Sam told me.
"Hey! don't be like that! You didn't have to duel me!" Dean tried to defend himself. I was Staring at him.
"I did, and you knew I would. You know I cant turn down a challenge like that."
During detention, I earned my self another detention after school. Like the one I had at lunch, I wasn't intending to go to it.
"Hello oh grumpy one. What torture do you have planned for us this period?" I asked sarcastically, throwing my badge covered bag on the table.
"Back again I see. I didn't know you liked me so much." he smirked.
"Oh I don't like you." I was in a bit of a bad mood now. "Quite frankly I hate your worthless guts right at this very moment in time. If you ask me at the next moment in time and it might be your worthless brain I hate. If you'd asked me last moment in time, I would have said I hated your worthless detention room. But either way, I'll still not like you, and I'll still consider you worthless, at the very least worthless to me."
"Detention after school." he said without looking up.
"Oh Jee. I just cant wait." I said with obviously fake enthusiasm.
"Oh no doubt you'll be seeing me again next period."
The bell rang just then and I said, "So, now then?" before walking out of the door.
"Sorry Bells." Dean said meekly.
"Dean," I turned to him. "I don't really care." I was grinning now.
He whacked my arm as we entered History.
"You guys find us seats, I'll get our slips signed." I said as I went to do just that.
When I turned, I found Dean and Sam sitting beside each other, and a seat right next to them in the row beside them. It was beside a blond guy with a lot of strange crescent moon shaped scars. So faint that they wouldn't be noticed by your average person, but I wasn't exactly your average person now was I? and he had the same strange eyes as Rosalie, Emmett and Alice.
I sat beside him and before I could ask anything of him he told me his name was Jasper Hale in a Southern drawl, similar to my own. Maybe he's from Texas too. (I cant remember if they are actually from Texas in the show, but the actors are, so in my fan fiction they are too.)
"Are you a relation of Rosalie Hales then?" I asked him.
He looked mildly surprised, but answered me anyway. "Yes, she's my twin. We were adopted by the Cullen's." ah hah.
You wouldn't have the same eyes as someone if you were only adopted into their family, especially not such a strange colour, well, strange for eyes anyway. So either they're in that family because of what they are, or they are what they are because they're in that family. Or I'm getting paranoid.
Unlikely.
"Hello class!" this teacher was suspiciously cheery. "We're starting a new topic today." ah, that's why. Teachers are always happy when they start something new. I don't know why, its as if they think its some sort of treat. "We're starting the Civil War.
"Now, the Confederates lost, because they basically did absolutely everything wrong."
"HEY!" we shouted as we stood up. It wasn't just my brothers and I, it was Jasper as well. I like him already.
"It wasn't our fault the Yankees cheated!" Dean said. We were very pro-confederate, that and we knew the Yankees made a deal with a demon, Crowley to be specific.
"We were out-gunned and out-manned! We didn't stand a chance!" I exclaimed. I didn't say it alone though, and Jasper and I looked to each other in what I can only describe as confused amusement. Yep, I like him.
"DETENTION THE FOUR OF YOU! NOW!" he shouted.
"We didn't even get started." Sam said as he walked past him on his way to the door.
"GO!"
"That was…strange." Jasper said.
"Your telling me." I said.
"Yes Bells, I think he was." Dean said patronisingly. I Blinked at him. "Bella!" I stopped.
Kill the Wabbit started to come from my phone. It was Charlie, I put him on speaker.
"I have a feeling you three aren't going to learn a lot in school." came the voice of chief Charlie Swan.
"Tech was all Dean's fault! I was fine with doing Tech." I said in my defence.
"You should be doing it all." he said.
"Are you seriously going to have this argument with us."
"Okay, no. goodbye, and try to stay in for at least one class will you?"
"I can try, but I tried that last period. It didn't work out so well." I said before I hung up.
"Kill the Wabbit?" Dean questioned.
"What? He used to hunt didn't he?"
"So what's my ringtone?" he asked.
"I'm not telling." so he called my phone. "I'm not going to answer it." I said as Big Balls by ACDC came on. Dean appeared to approve of my choice.
I rolled my eyes and went into the detention room.
"Hello again Grumpy." I said as I dumped my bag on the table.
I didn't want to mess about with my notebook, so I began tapping the table to We Will Rock You. Dean started doing air guitar, and singing along as well. I sat there watching him while laughing and singing along with him. After that, I started him on Eye of the Tiger, then Die Die Die my Darling, then Come Together, then we got shouted at and told we had another detention tomorrow at lunch. I wasn't going to go to that either.
"I gotta go find my family. Do you want to sit with us at lunch?" he asked us. We agreed and told him we would meet them there. We asked him not to tell them about the multiple detentions. We wanted to do that ourselves.
"Do you guys actually want to eat that?" I asked my brothers as I saw what they were serving for lunch. I'm not sure what it was, but it certainly wasn't food and it didn't look too edible.
"No." they both said quickly.
"Die die die my darling, don't utter a single word…" it was stuck in my head. I was tapping my finger on the desk to the tune of die die die my darling as I sang it. It was stuck in my head, but it wasn't that bad a song.
I heard someone coming up behind me. The footsteps were quieter than your average human, there were five but by the amount of sound they made it might jut had been one.
"Hello." I said without turning.
"How do you do that?" Dean asked me amazed.
"I take more notice of whats around me." I shrugged. They, the super light walkers, sat in the empty seats.
"How did you know this was our table?" Jasper asked.
"Because it's the only empty one." I said.
Emmett looked as if he wanted to ask a question, probably how did I know they sat alone, but Dean told him not to bother asking before he could ask.
"Right, I know you, I know you, I know you, and I know you, but I don't know you." I said as I went round the table, stopping at a rather, okay, extremely hot guy with the same strange topaz eyes, and his very own bronze sex hair. See, if his eyes actually were topaz, and his was actual bronze, he'd be worth quite a bit more than he would be without it, which by his looks would be a fair bit.
"Hells Bells!" Sam shouted at me from across the table. "You just zoned out there."
"Sorry, I was just thinking."
"About?"
"Tell me what his name is first."
"My name is Edward." said Edward.
"Well, Edward, what I was saw is that your eyes are the colour of topaz, and your hair is the colour of bronze. What this made me think was that if your eyes were actual topaz and your hair were actual bronze, you'd be bald and blind within minutes." I told him. Dean and Sam were quite amused by this.
"Bells, you think of strange things." Sam told me.
"One of my little quirks." I shrugged.
"What was that about in French?" Rose asked. Her family seemed quite surprised by her civility. She also seemed to notice this. "What? She likes cars."
"Oh, hey, see while you guys are talking, I'm just going to go over there." Dean said, pointing to the biggest group of girls he could find. Personally, they looked pretty slutty, but this was Dean.
I grabbed his arm, "I know your going end up going home with at least one of them, so either give me the keys to the Impala so I can drive home, or so I can get my bike to take me and Sammy here home." I told him.
"Okay, get your bike and give me back the keys next period. What do we have next anyway?" he asked as he tossed me the keys.
I heard Sam say Biology before I headed to get my bike out the trunk. It only took a couple of minutes, the cafeteria was right beside the car park.
When I turned to head back, I saw Edward watching me through the window. I waved and started walking back.
"So, did you like what you saw?" I asked him as I sat back down. I was sitting beside Edward.
"I like what I'm still seeing." he said quietly. Almost as if he didn't mean for me to hear.
"So what was that in French?" Rose asked again.
"Which part?"
"The part where you said you had a detention to go to."
"Oh yeah, that! Right, me Sam and Dean had a bet to see who could get the most detentions before lunch."
"Damn! I almost forgot about that!" Alice exclaimed, pulling the $60 from her purse. It looked like quite an expensive purse.
"Forgot about what?" Emmett asked, he sounded slightly amazed, as if that never happened.
"I had first period with them, they asked me to keep the money for them. Who won?"
"I had four, Dean had five and Bella managed to get six." Sam told her.
"Then there you go Bella." she said as she handed me the $60.
"You were trying to get detentions?" Edward asked, puzzled. He looked frustrated by this, as if he wasn't used to it.
"What, have you ever gotten a detention before?" he shook his head. "Then it is my mission to make sure you get a detention by the end of this week."
"You can try next period. He has biology too." Alice said. She was grinning. Like she knew what was going to happen.
I stored that information away for later and headed off to class. The bell had rang.
"Didn't we promise Charlie we would try and stay in for at least one class?"
"We've still got whatever 6th period is." I pointed out. "And we didn't promise, he asked us. There's a difference."
"True, and it is gym we have 6th, you two are more likely to stay in class for that."
"Or we might get another detention for fighting."
"Very likely. I'll get the slips." Sam said. As we entered the class.
The teacher was an old guys with glasses and a tweed suit. I didn't like him already.
I took my seat right beside Edward. My plan was very simple. When his name was called, I kicked him under the table. I had to hit him hard enough to break your average humans leg about five times over, but I did elicit a response. He yelped and jumped from his seat in surprise. No wonder, he obviously had very hard skin, it would have surprised him even more so that I was able to hurt him. He was standing with his foot held up across his opposite leg so he could examine it.
Mr Banner had a temper about as good as his looks, and shouted "DETENTION!" at him.
"But Bella kicked me!" he exclaimed before he could stop himself.
"ISABELLA! DETENTION! NOW!" I walked out of the class grinning.
"Sorry about that Bella." he said as we walked to detention. "Although your probably on first name basis with Mr King by now though."
"Oh, is that his name? I've been calling him Grumpy." I said. "And I don't mind. It beats biology that's for sure."
"Your not going to learn anything though."
"Ask me a question, any question."
"Okay, (insert hard question of choice)"
"Easy, (insert correct answer to hard question of choice)" he frowned.
"What're you frowning for? I got it right."
"I'm not frowning."
"You are so frowning."
"I'm just surprised is all."
"You have a funny way of showing it." I muttered.
"We're not supposed to be doing that for another two years." he told me.
"We're not going to be in school in two years time." I told him confused.
"Exactly." ah, I see my mistake. See, we were in our early thirties when we stopped the apocalypse, so duh we already knew it. Well, Sam and I did, Dean was a bit of a hopeless case.
I shrugged at him and opened the door for him, since he seemed a little out of it.
"Hey, that's my job." he complained to me.
"Yes, usually, but being the inferior of us both, it's actually my job to open the door for you." he glared at me. I noticed that his eyes had gone black. Now is it because he's grumpy, or is he grumpy because his eyes have gone black?
He wasn't actually glaring at me I noticed, he was glaring past me. Emmett was coming. Or at least, I think it's Emmett. I have turned to see yet.
"I can do a far better black eyed glare than you." I said dismissively as I turned to see if I was right about who it was that was coming.
I was right. "Hi Emmett. What did you do this time?" I asked him.
Edward gave me a questioning glance, so I told him, "Emmett had detention first period because of his shirt." his face had the look of someone who has just realised something that should have been obvious. Go figures Emmett gets detention a lot.
"I changed my t-shirt like my chemistry teacher shouted at me too, and now my RE teachers shouting at me because of my t-shirt." he grumbled. This time, his t-shirt had a picture of Mary holding the baby Jesus and it says, 'Abstinence...99.99% effective'.
"Maybe you should stop wearing Snorgtees." I suggested.
"But I like them!"
"The teachers obviously don't. So what shirt are you going to put on next?" he was already pulling one out of his bag.
"This one!" he said triumphantly, and proceeded to shamelessly take off his current t-shirt and put on the one he had taken from his bag. It had a smiley face and said, 'smile if your not wearing undies'. Emmett was full on grinning.
I slammed my palm to my forehead. "Have either of you two got gym next?" I asked.
Emmett raised his hand and pulled Edwards up too. The other palm came in contact with my forehead. "Please Emmett, please, do not try to show any one other than Rose whether or not your wearing 'undies'. Please."
"Rose must really like you." Edward said. Random much?
"Why? Why oh why are you spouting random nonsense?" I asked.
"Because she's letting you call her Rose."
"So she's not much of a social butterfly then is she?" I asked, then the bell rang. I wasn't sure whether to run to gym and get away from Emmett, or go really slowly and lose Emmett.
The choice was made for me as I was lifted into the air. By Emmett. On the upper hand, he still has all his clothes on.
Thankfully, he let me down when he got to the girls changing rooms. What exactly was I supposed to change into? Oh well, I've had plenty of practice doing athletic things in leather, especially these particular leather clothes. I wore them so often they were a lot more wearable than the stiff leather a lot of wannabe 'tough' girls wear. Seriously, how can they move in those?!
I just walked straight into the gym. Dean and Sam were waiting for me. "Did Emmett carry you here?" Sam asked me.
"In my defence, I didn't ask him to. By the way Dean, I think you'll like his top."
"I've seen his top already. It is a cool top."
"He changed it."
"Cool, so, wanna have a fight?" Dean asked.
"Sure." I shrugged.
"I'll ref." Sam said. I shrugged and waited for Dean to get his ass in gear.
Emmett came in while we were still circling each other. It was round about when Jasper came in though that Dean made a move.
He lunged towards me while I was looking to see who had come in, a mistake on my part, but I dropped to the ground quick enough to avoid him. I ended up doing a bit of a street dance move to twist to face Dean again. My legs swung out to knock him to the ground and connected with nothing. In the same move I was on me feet again and my foot was on a collision course with Deans head. I hit him and his head whipped back but he kept his balance. He swung a punch to my gut which I caught and used to twist his arm around and kick him away from me. He turned with a roundhouse kick which I ducked, then I slapped the leg that was on the ground, knocking the rest of him to the ground. Unfortunately, his leg was at that point above my head, and we landed up a twisted pile in the middle of the gym laughing.
All of the Cullen's were standing around us in a circle, staring down at us with a mixture of emotions ranging from amusement to worry.
"What were you guys fighting for?" Rose asked.
"Fun." we answered. We spoke at the same time a lot, but we laughed anyway.
I untangled myself from Dean and helped him up, telling him, "Why did you try a roundhouse kick? You know they never work out for you?"
"It might have worked that time!" he protested.
At that point the rest of the class had come in and so had the teacher. I could tell just by looking at him I wasn't going to like him.
"Guys, today you will be playing football!" he shouted. All three of us pumped our fists in the air. Until he said, "Girls will be playing netball."
"Today, I am a boy." I announced loudly. The teacher grinned, almost evilly, and gestured for me to come over. "Yes sir what can I do to annoy you today?"
He kept his grin, and said, "Well then, pick your team, if you want to be a boy today." so that's his big plan?
"Okay then, you five are in my team, Rose, Alice, you can play if you want, but if you do your in my team." I said to my brothers and the Cullen boys.
"We'll just watch." they said, smiling. I hope its because they think we'll beat them. Which we wont.
We'll absolutely thrash them.
And we were, I thought as I slid through the legs of the last guy standing between me and the goal. And now, we have thrashed them.
I was more than pleased to note the furious scowl that the teacher was now wearing.
I was lifted into the air by my brothers, who proceeded to parade me around the gym. We'd had an argument before about why it was always me who was carried. It usually ended with Dean and Sam, mostly Dean, complaining that it would wound their manlihood to be carried by a girl, no matter who it was.
I was dropped when we got out of the gym though, and Dean went streaking off, presumably to find the girl he was making out with tonight.
Sam and I laughed at him ad his eagerness, and started off in the general direction of my bike, Sam looking slightly dubious.
"Come on Sammy! Its not like its your first time riding my bike with me."
"Actually, yes, yes it is."
"Ah. Well, have you ever known me to crash?"
"Yes, remember that time -"
"By accident." I clarified.
"Then no."
"See, no problem."
"But that's without a passenger." he pointed out.
"Deans ridden with me before!"
"But -"
"Get on the damned bike Sammy." I ordered. We had been standing at my bike for a good couple of minutes now. Correction, he had been procrastinating getting on my bike while I was sitting on it waiting for him to get his ass in gear.
"Do you want us to follow you with Sam so he doesn't have to get on the bike?" Edward offered. When the hell did he get here?!
"When the hell did you get here?!" I tend to say what I think.
"Long enough ago to know Sam doesn't want to ride the motorbike." he smirked.
"Sammy, do you wanna ride with Edward and his family?" I asked him. He nodded. "Pussy." I muttered, but said nothing more. It was his own choice and Edward was offering.
"Do you know where Chief Swans house is?" I asked him.
"Sure, why?"
"Because, as everybody probably knows, we live with him, and I want to race you there. I bet you $20 I can beat you." I challenged.
"I dunno…"
"Are you scared?"
"Come on Edward, take the bet!" Alice said.
"So are you going to hold the money for us again?"
"Sure." she chirped. I took out a $20 from my own pocket, and quickly swiped one from Edwards. He looked surprised. If I'm going to be my usual paranoid with perfectly good reason self, I would think it was because he didn't think any body could. I handed them over to Alice anyways, and she looked just as surprised as Edward, but said nothing.
I got on my bike, and waited for Edward to get to the road with me. I held up my hands in a three, two, one, GO! And then I went.
This bike went pretty darned fast, I got the fastest engine I could, although it was by illegal means, but that just means it goes even faster, and I built the rest of the bike around it to work in perfect harmony with the engine and the wheels.
I beat Edward with about five minutes to spare. We only live ten minutes, at my speed, away from the school.
When they parked, with a very fancy skid, I noticed how they were in the car. You would think it was a strange thing to notice, but Jasper and Emmett were in the backseat with Alice and Rose on their laps, Sam and Edward in the front. I was amazed Emmett could even get in, let alone with Rose on his lap.
Alice bounced over to me, holding the $40 out to me. "I'm beginning to think you like giving me money." I said to her with a smile.
"I'm beginning to think you like to bet." she said to me, smiling also.
"Why not if you know you can win? Or at least if you have a very good chance at winning."
"What did you do to that bike?" Rose said as she came over with a look of absolute amazement and awe. "It's…it's…wow."
"Thank you." I bowed.
"Is that engine legal?" she asked, squinting her eyes at me."Is it legal for you to be married to Emmett?" I asked.
"I guess that's a no then." she said, smiling. "I knew I liked you!"
"I thought you decided that when you saw Deans Impala?" I said.
"That too." she said as she waved her dismissively. "But please can I have a look at your bike!?" she pleaded.
"How about I come over at the weekend and you can have a look at my bike and I can have a look at your cars?" I suggested.
"How did you know we had more than one car?" she asked suspiciously.
"A) the rumour mill says you have a BMW and Emmett has a jeep, and B) you have money, your not all going to cram into Edwards Volvo whenever you want to go somewhere. I wouldn't be surprised if you had a car each." I said.
"Perceptive little thing arent you?"
"Yeah, and now shoo! I have dinner to make. I would offer to give you dinner too, but I don't have enough food." I told them making shooing motions with my hands. "Actually, I'm not sure we have enough food for Dean." I muttered.
"Well, see you tomorrow!" they all said one by one as they headed back to the car.
"Did it feel weird sitting in the front with plenty of room while there were two couples in the back sitting on each others laps and probably trying not to shag each other" I asked Sam.
"Extremely."