Bella pov

"Hey Eddie." Tanya smiled and walked beside Edward down the hallway. Edward watched as another girl walked down the hall infront of him. Player.

"I l’amour your shoes!" Alice commenté on Lauren's shoes. "OMG, so cute." Prep.

"Yo, man." Jasper smiled to Peter. His skateboard in his hand. Skater.

"Oh. Did she? Well, I hope Miss Lauren knows she does NOT run this school." Rosalie told Maria. Queen Bee.

"Hey shorty." Emmett nodded to Carla and drapped his arm over hr shoulders. 'Gangster'.

"Morning, Bella." Jacob smiled.
"Hey, Jake." I smiled back and pulled my earbuds out of my ears. "Hey Seth, Paul, Quil. What up?"
"We're pulling a prank in homeroom. Well, it's sort of a prank. plus like making Mr. Bishop pissed." Quil laughed.
"I'm in." I smiled. Trouble maker.

One big fight the summer right before freshman an and we broke apart. Everyone was so piped up, we a dit things we didn't mean, and shouldn't have said. We went our sepret ways and this is how we ended up.

"Morning, Class." Mr. Bishop walked into class.
"Oh, my gosh. Mr. Bishop." I gasped. "Is that a new hair peice."
"Excuse me?"
"Your hair. That has to be new." I stood up from my bureau and walked up to him. "It looks so real."
I could hear the class snickering behind me.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He grunted.
"Is it glued on?" I grabbed the peice and pulled it off. "Oh. Mr. Bishop. I'm so sorry." I gasped theatrically.
"Mr. Meador's office now!" His face was turning red.
"Naw. I think I will stay here."
"Now!"
"No." I smiled.
"Get out of my class and to the office now!"
Just then Mr. Meador came over the intercom.
"Isabella Swan. My office. NOW!"
"Okay." I smiled to Mr. Bishop and walked back to my siège to grab my bag.

I took the elevator up to the haut, retour au début floor to his office and opened the door.
"What the hell?"
Rosalie and Alice were sitting in the two chairs. Edward, Jasper, and Emmett stood against the wall.
"Language." Mr. Meador growled and I held up my hand.
"Chill." I closed the door. "So what is going on?" I asked and stood against the door.
"You all have dention for two months."
"What he hell dude?!" Emmett threw his hands up.
"LANGUAGE! Alice, backtalking the teachers, and skipping class. Rosalie, texting in class, and cheating on homework. Emmett, montrer underwear, and public display of effection. Jasper, spraypainting the boys bathroom and smoking on school property. Edward, Publice display of effection as well and skipping class. Bella-"
"I know, I know." I cut him off. "Profanity, using the elevator without permission, backtalking, skipping class, blah blah blah."
He sighed deaply and calmed his nerves. "Starting today, because we have already contacted your parents."

"Bella!" I heard Edward's voice behind me, but I didn't stop. "Bella." He finally caught up to me. "You seriously do all that?"
"Yea."
"Bella, I know toi hate me but I didn't-"
"Don't, Edward!" I stopped infront of him. "I don't want to hear it." I shook my head and looked down. "See toi in detention." I whispered and talked to class.

Edward pov

That wasn't the Bella I knew. I don't know who she was, but it wasn't Bella. Bella was sweet and caring and loving. This one was a trouble maker, an ass.
She hated me. We had been together for a an and she broke up with me one night at the end of eighth grade summer. She a dit Tanya told her I had cheated on her. I never cheated on her. I still hate Tanya to this day. I think about Bella all the time. Every day, Every night and every minute in between. I was in l’amour with Bella. I still am.

"Heard toi got detention." Mike laughed.
"Yea. With all the gang." I huffed.
His face fell. "Seriously? Dang, Man. Sorry, Bro." He patted me on the back. "Gotta run. See ya'.

I opened the door to detention and everyone was scattered. I took an open siège a few seats away from Bella. She didn't look up.
"We don't have anything for toi all to do yet so today just sit here and stay quiet. Tomorrow we will have something for you." Mr. Meador told us before he walked out.

The room was silent. The only thing making noise was the ticking clock. I wanted to talk to Bella. Hearing her say my name an heure il y a made my nerves like live wires. I missed her. I needed her. And I don't think she knew it.